Kindness and fools are only in one thought.

Why didn't your kindness get sincere treatment?

I don't know how to answer your question. Want to hear me answer with a story?

More than ten years ago, a boy who likes to giggle came to our small class. He often has no clothes on, and he has shit all over his pants. He always has a long, thin white water pipe in his hand and never leaves his body wherever he goes.

After class, gay men learned to play with his hose and laughed at him for being crazy. "You idiot, still want to go to school? Ha ha ha ... "

He is often spat at by his classmates and even kicked in the ass, but he always laughs without getting angry.

I don't know when he noticed me and knew my name. He often follows me, keeps calling my name and smirking at me, which makes me feel sick.

Because he is crazy, everyone doesn't like him, and I won't be friends with him. So, I have never said a word to him.

We have the same way to go home, and it is inevitable that we will meet. One day when he came home from school, he still ran to me crazily, smelling of urine, and he didn't know what the hell he was holding for me.

"Here you are, here you are." Still smiling at me like that.

I grabbed what he had and left it on the side of the road. Coaxed him loudly, "don't follow me, I hate you." Then he ran home quickly.

The next day, he really didn't call my name again and didn't follow me on the way after school.

Later, I dropped out of school before I finished the first grade of primary school. His parents have given him up because he has been taking duck eggs in the exam.

Even if you don't study, you can often see him. Because our home is very close. That day, my grandmother and I were digging sweet potatoes in the field. He came out of nowhere, and suddenly a dirty face with a few buck teeth appeared in front of me.

I cried with fear. Grandma heard crying and rushed over, holding a hoe and saying that she would hit him. He stayed where he was for a few minutes. Then he took the candy out of his pocket and pointed it at me on the ridge. "Here, here."

He left. I remember his back. That figure looks very hurt. I have met several times since then. He wanted to say hello when he came up, and I stared at him from a distance. He dared not take another step.

Later, I went to a high school in a town and a university in a big city. Back home, my neighbors didn't know me, only he remembered me. Calling my name with a smile as usual, he instinctively ran a few steps towards me and stopped, looking at me from a distance.

My heart thumped with dust, and I really hurt a sincere person. What I can do now is to give a kind smile.

Why didn't your kindness get sincere treatment?

Because you are a fool.

From the age of seventeen, I became another fool.

Dad asked me to move to the city to go to high school. I thought I could live a good campus life there. Unfortunately, I was wrong.

Because the high school students in the city are different from me. They will talk about politics, history, games and jokes together, but I never read books, play games or use computers. Even my mobile phone is an old man with a keyboard. They don't have the same language.

Every time a boy is chatting, I want to go forward and listen, and I will be popped out. "We are talking here, don't eavesdrop." They don't welcome me to join. But I want to know them better.

Girls are talking about interests, extracurricular books, male gods and gossip. Whenever they chat happily, I say, "What are you laughing at?" They stopped laughing and sent me away with "nothing"

I am not reconciled. Do you look down on me just because I'm a countryman? So, I turned myself into a joke, just to attract everyone's attention.

Every day when I get up, I set myself a goal:

1. Say good morning to more than forty students in the class.

2. When others are chatting, ask him some questions with a smile.

As long as they have requirements for me, I will satisfy them.

......

Things are going well, saying the same sentence every day. "Good morning, have you eaten?" Smiling. They are not made of iron, and slowly accept me as a transfer student.

When I meet an acquaintance on the road, I will pat him on the shoulder. Said, "What a coincidence." He would look around and then smile awkwardly.

When their chat was coming to an end, I smiled and said, "Can you tell me what you just said?"

Then there will be pushy people talking, "You don't even know this? Are you from the mountain? Haha. " But after being laughed at, he was still willing to explain to me.

In this way, I thought I set up a good image in front of them, a good girl, and easy to ask. Unfortunately, I was wrong again.

"Can you teach me this question?" I asked.

"You can't even know this problem. Are you a pig? " He said.

"Hey, I just heard that someone is looking for you downstairs." A boy said.

"Really?" So I strode to the first floor, but I didn't see anyone. Looking up, there was a shrill laugh in the corridor on the fifth floor, and he was cheated.

I was accidentally hit in the head by a flying basketball when I went to physical education class. A group of people are giggling over there. "Why don't you avoid it? Fool. "

Sometimes they ask me some strange words, "Have you ever been in love?"

I said, "No."

He said, "That man likes you. Do you want to think about it? "

I blushed and shook my head.

They were convulsed with joy.

The article I wrote was published in the school newspaper and became a celebrity in the whole school. A group of junior high school students shouted my name in the dormitory building opposite, "Sister, I like you." I'm so ashamed that I can't wait to go out wearing a mask.

The story spread around the class. They said I was an old cow eating young grass, and they also made wild guesses about my relationship with those children there. I can't argue

I don't study well. Every time I go to school at one or two o'clock all night, my exam results are still not satisfactory. As soon as the ranking comes out, I am the third from the bottom.

There was an ironic voice in my ear at that time. "If you don't do as well as me, don't study. Let the cows go."

I entered the world of my classmates, but not in a proud way.

In their eyes, I am the kind of scum who can count down after studying very late, a fool who is often cheated to learn badly, and an idiot who will respond with a smile no matter how much the other party scolds me. I know nothing about computer network blindness ..... I entered their field of vision as a fool.

Is it wrong to be sincere to people?

February 20 13, I coughed for half an hour in the evening self-study class and finally coughed up a pool of blood. This is a symptom of tuberculosis. After a few days of self-cultivation at home, I finally stubbornly returned to school to continue my classes.

I wonder where they learned about my illness. They stopped laughing at me, mocking me, and telling the teacher to isolate me. They are very kind to me, as if they had changed.

Every day, my classmates ask me, "Have you taken medicine?" "Have you eaten?" "You should listen to the doctor, you know?"

Take 28 tablets every night, and you will definitely doze off in class during the day. In order not to fall asleep, I stood behind the blackboard and listened to the class. One by one, they followed me to the back of the blackboard and stood in the classroom so that the teacher wouldn't think I was wrong.

I can't exercise when I have PE class. Someone told the teacher, "Teacher, she has a stomachache and can't exercise." The PE teacher had to leave me alone.

I often skip meals because I am in a bad mood. Someone helped me go to the store to buy bread and milk for me to eat. I like to get wet in rainy days, so my roommate helps me put hot water in the dormitory. I like walking barefoot in the gravel in winter, so my classmates crouched beside my shoes and waited for me.

Because life is too close, I can't take care of myself, I can't get up in the morning, and I can't wake up with three alarm clocks. My deskmate dragged me out of bed. "If you don't get up, you will be late. Hurry up. "

You need someone to take the bus. "If you want to go in this direction, remember to get off at the station and don't sit too far." Then I went too far.

I called my deskmate, my deskmate called her boyfriend, and her boyfriend called another person. So, the man called me, "Don't move, I'll pick you up."

When I was studying at night, my trouble broke out again. Two classmates took me to the playground to talk. Lying in the dormitory with a stomachache, I was taken to see a doctor by my deskmate.

I asked, "Why are you so kind to me?"

They said, "Because you are stupid, hahaha."

In my eyes, the person who chased me and called my name all day in primary school was a fool, but he was sincere. I hurt his innocence.

In the eyes of high school students, the person who can't even take care of herself and laughs happily even if she is bullied is also a fool, but she is lucky because they exchanged the truth for the truth.

Kindness can sometimes be bullied, but kindness can also make people feel distressed. We can't comment on a person's personality, maybe it's arranged by heaven.