02.
I suddenly feel that having the upper hand is such a satisfying thing. We are all human, we are all students. Just because I am from a single-parent family and my mother suddenly passed away, does it mean that I have to be bullied by those whose parents are still alive? I refuse to accept it and I am not willing to give in.
She said she wanted to know at the beginning. When did it start?
What's different is that when faced with such insults, I will remain silent, while she will rush up and get into a fight with others, and in the end, both of us will be called to the office by the teacher and given a lesson. If the person who scolds us has excellent academic performance, the teacher will symbolically blame them for a few words and let them go back. If they are all dragging behind, then it will be two major demerits. This rule is unbreakable. If the person who scolds us has excellent academic performance, the teacher will symbolically blame them for a few words and let them go back. If they are all dragging behind, then it will be two major demerits. This rule is unbreakable.
If Jisu Ting is a ray of light in my life, then Ren Xiaoqi is a lightning in my life. After a brief brightness, she led me into endless darkness, making me accustomed to darkness, accustomed to thunderstorms, and afraid of sunlight.
Everyone around me has started to become distant. Even the girl who used to have a good relationship with me drew a clear boundary after saying, "How could you become like this?" In my life, there is only one friend, Ren Xiaoqi. It was also her boldness that accompanied me through the most difficult three years.
I looked at her suspiciously, and she knew she couldn't hide it. She confessed in detail how she conspired with Teacher Tony, blurred the mirror while I was asleep, and turned my originally smooth hair into the current short red hair. She said, "This way, we look more like sisters."
Afterwards, the homeroom teacher talked to us, the grade director asked us to call our parents, and the principal threatened us with expulsion. However, none of these stopped us from continuing to "move forward". Every day, I shouted like a teenage girl in the campus, "I don't smoke, I don't drink, but I'm not a good girl."
Dyeing hair is a long process. I was tired from crying, and after a few naps, I woke up with swollen eyes, pale complexion, and a red short hair resembling a chicken's nest in the mirror, like the red-haired monster I would see every summer vacation in the TV series "Journey to the West".
Memory is a river, with varying depths. The days spent with Ren Xiaoki are like quicksand, sinking in deep but unable to extricate oneself.
Afterwards, Ren Xiaoxi returned home and rummaged through the boxes and cabinets for a while. She found an expired Polaroid camera and took a few shots, saying "click, click." Then she picked two photos with the most exposed gums, one she put in my wallet and the other she put in her own pocket. She also gave our duo a name that was quite speechless - "Pure and Innocent Beauty".
On one side, Teacher Tony looked proudly at his masterpiece, waiting for me to praise him, while on the other side, Ren Xiaoqi, with green short hair that looked even more like a monster than me, walked out. We looked at each other, stared at each other for a while, and burst into laughter.
My life has undergone a tremendous change due to my mother's passing. During an incident where a top student mocked me, Ren Xiaoqi was about to step forward and teach her a lesson. However, I rushed ahead and directly pushed the girl to the ground. There was no thrilling fight, but after pushing her down, I glared at her fiercely. At first, she stared back at me, but soon she faltered and defiantly said, "Do you dare touch me? Give it a try." There was no thrilling fight, but after pushing her down, I glared at her fiercely. At first, she stared back at me, but soon she faltered and defiantly said, "Do you dare touch me? Give it a try."
Just as someone said, there are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand readers, and a thousand abandoned girls may have a thousand different ways of living. And because I met Ren Xiaoqi, I found my own way of living.
What will people do after suffering a series of setbacks?
I always thought that my friendship with Ren Xiaoqi began on that afternoon when I suddenly exploded. However, later on, we both realized, after being battered and bruised, that some emotions are not as simple as you imagine.
Wow, how to describe a good sister! She giggled and her evasive gaze told me that's exactly what she thinks.
We started flaunting our hair with a 100% head-turning rate on campus. If there was still some restraint in being wanton before, then this hair color completely unleashed my long-suppressed nature, taking me further on the path of being a rebellious girl. The only things I insist on are not smoking and not drinking, because those are what my grandmother dislikes the most.
I said: "This name seems to be inconsistent with our image."
What kind of feeling is this, very refreshing, satisfying, and... very lonely.
Those who used to bully us and those who want to bully us in the future, all quiet down. Occasionally, they gather in small groups and whisper insults at us. But when I pass by them, they fall silent at the same time, afraid of provoking me.
The road back to my seat was short, just a few steps away. I received the baptism of everyone's gaze, as well as Ren Xiaoqi's admiration. As soon as I sat down, she jumped to my side, put her arm around my shoulder, and acted like a good sister. She clicked her tongue and said, "I didn't expect you to be so domineering. You know, I was scared by the look in your eyes just now, afraid that you might lose control and beat up that girl. I was just thinking about how to step in and stop the fight, but you came back. You are so composed and impressive."
I rolled my eyes and said, "With your personality of enjoying watching the show without considering the consequences, how could you possibly step forward to stop the fight? If you don't go up and throw a few punches, it's already a great help for me."
Later, she spent a long time persuading me to accept the name "Red and Green", which I repeatedly rejected. She said dejectedly that from now on, she would be a member of the "pure and beautiful girl" team.
On the morning of the second day that Ren Xiaoqi and I formed our "revolutionary" friendship, I cut off my long hair that I had kept for many years. When the hair stylist Tony cut my hair, I cried uncontrollably. Perhaps my crying was too beautiful, he couldn't control himself for a moment and cut my hair into a dog-bitten style. In order not to disappoint his title as a hair stylist, and before my tears became even more torrential, he decided to remedy the situation by persuading me with his eloquence to dye my hair with a very suitable color at a 50% discount.
The first time I met Ren Xiaoqi was when we just started high school. We were both art students and were lagging behind in our grades in the class. I didn't have a father, and she didn't have a mother. We would often be scolded when we got into conflicts with others, saying, "Someone who lacks education because they were not taught properly."
I don't smoke or drink, but I'm not a good girl.
A young girl who has not yet come of age, after experiencing her mother's suicide, her father's abandonment, and being left to the mercy of others, also has to endure endless ridicule and sarcasm from her aunt. In such a situation, what will she do?
She said: "Actually, I initially thought of giving our group a name like 'Red Meets Green and Competes with Bullshit', but I'm sure you wouldn't like that name, so I changed it."
As I raised my hand, she turned her head in fear.