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Zhao Jia comes to school wearing a plaster
Qian Xiaomei felt that it was fate that Zhao Jia and she sat at the same table.
When the first year of high school started, they were the only ones who didn't arrive for some reason, and then they were naturally assigned to the same table.
Qian Xiaomei had a bad stomach from eating the night before, and Zhao Jia, the plaster hanging on his right arm was enough to explain the problem.
"Did you break your bones?" Qian Xiaomei couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked despite Zhao Jiasheng's aura of keeping no one in.
Zhao Jia raised his eyelids and said, "No, I got hit in a fight."
That tone was too ordinary.
Qian Xiaomei covered her stunned mouth and took another look at this indifferent but petite girl. I felt that if I kept asking further, the first friendly conversation might become the last.
In the following interactions, Qian Xiaomei felt more and more that Zhao Jia was a bit strange.
In middle school, when girls were used to gathering together, Zhao Jia’s solitary behavior was more like a kind of self-alienation from the group. She doesn't care about the little secrets between girls, and doesn't like gossiping or going to the bathroom with her friends. As her deskmate, Qian Xiaomei is always the one talking, Zhao Jia listens calmly, and occasionally smiles, Qian Xiaomei feels I was greatly encouraged. Over time, Zhao Jiali became a special existence in Class 9, Grade 1.
What really made Zhao Jia famous was an off-campus provocation.
A girl from a neighboring school and two companions blocked Zhao Jia at the entrance of a supermarket not far from the school gate, shouting that she had been humiliated a while ago and that one of her sisters was injured by Zhao Jia, with a fear on her arm. It's about leaving a scar. I'm so angry that my sister came here to ask for an explanation.
Speaking of asking for justice, a school violence incident in which a large number of people bully a small number of people is more or less the same.
Although Qian Xiaomei was a little timid, she still couldn't ignore it. She was mentally calculating whether to run back and call the school security uncle or call the teachers faster.
There are more and more people at the entrance of the supermarket, but obviously no one wants to join in. In the eyes of adults, this is a dispute between children and not worth mentioning. In the eyes of peers, it is never a good thing to be punished by the school. After all, no one has the courage to step forward.
Zhao Jia looked even smaller in the crowd. And the plaster on his right arm was still on. With one against three, the outcome of the incident seemed clear. Qian Xiaomei took a small step toward Zhao Jia from the crowd of onlookers, and then another small step. Unconsciously, she had separated from the crowd and stood to the right of Zhao Jia.
To be honest, if there was a fight, Qian Xiaomei might be the first to run away. But now, she simply wanted to give Zhao Jia some confidence and prevent the disparity between the enemy and ourselves from becoming too great.
Qian Xiaomei’s appearance was a surprise to the Zhao family. She glanced at Qian Xiaomei with her peripheral vision, and when she saw her timid yet brave appearance, she had a strange feeling in her heart, and suddenly felt that it might be good to have a friend. But when you face the enemy head on, give your back to her.
The conflict still did not occur.
Before the teachers arrived, Zhao Jia took off his plaster on the spot with everyone watching, removing the bandages in circles, and finally exposed the wound that still had stitches. The dark red wound and the newly grown flesh were spliced ??together, twisted and winding, like an ugly centipede.
Qian Xiaomei took one look and felt a little nauseous.
Zhao Jia told the three girls that I hurt her and she hurt me. I thought this matter was over. Since you are not convinced, you have no choice but to continue fighting.
Qian Xiaomei had never seen this battle before, and she only felt that her legs were weak.
Zhao Jia’s wound was a bit shocking, and everyone started talking about it.
The teacher arrived in time and evacuated the crowd. The girl opposite wisely walked away, leaving Zhao Jia taken to a nearby clinic.
Qian Xiaomei was busy with the teacher like a follower, and even shed a few tears when the doctor re-applied medicine and bandage to Zhao Jia. She had never seen a girl like Zhao Jia, who was as reckless as a warrior willing to die.
Later, Zhao Jia came to school with a new plaster.
For the first time in my life, I was a little shy and said to Qian Xiaomei, "Can you go to the toilet with me?"
Later, Qian Xiaomei heard a story about campus bullying and anti-bullying.
In Zhao Jia's eyes, when being bullied becomes a habit, the result will be either an explosion or death.
She didn't need friends before because no one was on her side. Those who helped her will also be implicated.
She resisted, biting each other like an enraged lion cub. But psychological wounds require more time to heal.
Fortunately, Qian Xiaomei is a talkative and a little sunshine, and she gave Zhao Jia a little light at the critical moment.
Zhao Jia may still need more time to get over this wound, but he has taken the first step of resistance and gained the second step of Little Sun. I believe that the future will not be too bad. Oops.
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