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In my class, everyone calls me "Little Fatty." I don't have any friends, except for my neighbor, Su. She is also my best friend, and like me, she also has a secret crush on Gu Mujin.
During high school, the only interaction I had with Gu Mujin was being physics class representatives together. Every day, we would collect the homework and deliver it to the teacher's office. Although this process wasn't long, it was the happiest moment for me.
Do you remember that day when Gu Mujin and I went to turn in our homework? We were walking as usual, with many students playing around in the hallway. However, my attention was constantly drawn to Gu Mujin's back, until a basketball came flying towards me, forcing me to look away.
【Ah!】
I sat on the ground, screaming in pain, blood dripping from my forehead to my palm, trembling in fear.
[Are you okay?]
Gu Mujin Throwing down his homework, he ran over to see my injury.
I could clearly feel my glasses broken in half at the bridge, blood flowing from my nose and forehead, and my classmates all gathering around.
I feel wronged and embarrassed, desperately protecting my face to maintain a shred of dignity.
Gu Mujin took out a handkerchief and gently pressed it against my nose. His hands, veined and fair, carried a faint fragrance that I still remember to this day.
I always dared not look up at everyone's expressions. I sat stiffly on the ground without moving until the class teacher came, and only then did I dare to get up and go to the infirmary.
I looked at the handkerchief I had dirtied, the logo on it was one I had never seen before, it must be very expensive. I instinctively said sorry to Gu Mujin, but Gu Mujin unexpectedly replied:
"I'm sorry for what I did to you."
3
Today, I accompanied Gu Mujin for a follow-up at the hospital, and I kept thinking about what happened in high school.
But coincidentally, I received a message on my phone again:
[sister-in-law, Is Gu Mujin feeling better? Are you free today? I want to go and see him.]
"No need, still under review. The doctor said I need to rest for a while."
The person sending the message is the one who used to throw basketballs at me. I was hit not by accident, but as part of a premeditated act of bullying on campus.
He is the follower of Gu Mujin and Bai Keqing, Gou Shangxian.
That day, I simply treated the wound in the medical room and then returned to class. The atmosphere in the class was very strange after I returned. There were always people looking at me from time to time, and even the followers of Bai Keqing were standing at the classroom door staring at me.
"Hey, how did you offend Bai Keqing?" Su Hello turned to ask me.
"What? I didn't do that. I barely even talked to her."
"Then why did she tell the teacher that you cheated in the essay competition? I heard the teacher is considering disqualifying your essay from the competition."
What!?
I have no grudges with Bai Keqing normally, why would she do this, could it be...
After school, I was indeed blocked in the alley by Bai Keqing and a group of young people from the society.
【I heard you like Gu Mujin? You're quite bold.】
"I don't have it, don't talk nonsense. How could I possibly like Gu Mujin... "
I feel guilty saying this. I do like Gu Mujin, that's true. But I've never told anyone, how could they know.
"Am I talking nonsense? Then explain to me what this is?"
"Don't tell me this isn't your handwriting?"
Bai Keqing took out Gu Mujin's math book, and there was a love letter sandwiched in the middle.
I widened my eyes in shock. This love letter was indeed written by me, but it was just for fun. Besides, I always kept it in the drawer of my home desk. How could it be here!
This is a real hammer now, I can't explain, and I can't explain it. The only thing I can do is to keep apologizing.
Bai Keqing is naturally very angry. Several hooligans pressed me firmly to the ground, and one of them pulled out a sharp little knife and stabbed it fiercely towards me. I saw the tip of the knife about to poke my eyeball.
I screamed in fear, terrified to the extreme.
"Stop!"
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