Xu Bowen said she was farting.
"Don't you see how slutty you look? Could I rape you!?"
Before he finished speaking, he was kicked fiercely by his father again and knelt on the ground.
The ones who were actually the most angry about this were Xu Bowen's parents. The delinquent was supposed to be studying well; how could he stir up such troubling incidents, and still refuse to admit his wrongdoing?
The best solution now was exactly this, and actually, it was letting Xu Bowen off easy.
However, Xu Bowen was still somewhat unwilling to let it go, clenching his teeth and shooting Chang Hao a fierce glare in the end, "This isn't over so easily!"
And with that, the incident came to an end.
You Changjin, the counselor, heaved a long sigh of relief and took Chang Hao back to his office.
Patted Chang Hao on the shoulder and said, "Go back, don't carry too much mental burden. You did the right thing with this."
Chang Hao remained silent with a cold face.
He had never taken this matter to heart; what he thought about was always that particular incident.
Chang Hao returned to the classroom expressionless.
The classroom was buzzing with chatter, all discussing Chang Hao.
As soon as Chang Hao entered, the place instantly fell quiet.
Chang Hao looked up, glancing at his classmates.
Without saying anything, he returned to his seat by himself.
"Clap clap clap!" At this moment, a round of warm applause broke out from below, everyone was clapping, including Li Qiang and Jiang Chao.
"Nice one, Brother Hao! You're really famous now!" Li Qiang said with a wide grin.
After this incident, Chang Hao did indeed become a hero and was famous for a while, but his heart was gloomy. He would never forget the day when Liu Shuo lifted him up and slapped him like a small chicken.
He remembered even more the day when Liu Shuo cornered him against the wall.
"From now on, every time I see you, I'll hit you!"
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They were like any ordinary campus couple, with Zheng Yanyan still clinging to Zhou Yuwen, always happily wrapping her arms around his neck and chatting away.
Every time, Chang Hao would witness this scene.
But he didn't dare to go over and greet them anymore.
After that day, Chang Hao became a different person, no longer brash, no longer bantering with Li Qiang.
He let everyone give him thumbs up.
He also let Li Qiang endlessly fantasize in the dormitory, foolishly saying, "Who knows, maybe Lu Lin likes me!"
The world was like a makeshift theatre.
People lived in a huge lie.
And what saddened Chang Hao was that he knew the truth behind this lie.
After that day, Chang Hao again encountered Liu Shuo on campus.
Liu Shuo was still his careless self, and even took the initiative to greet him: "Little guy, you've become a hero now? Good for you, see, this is much better. You don't bother my brother, I don't trouble you, we live in peace. Let's keep it that way."
Liu Shuo patted his shoulder.
Chang Hao didn't respond to him and continued walking by himself.
"The kid's got quite the temper," Liu Shuo muttered behind him.
The first dry leaf fell to the ground.
The lake became calm, resonating with desolation.
The summer cicadas, without notice, had stopped chirping.
There were fewer students walking around in the evening.
Unconsciously, there were no more girls wearing short skirts at school.
Autumn had truly arrived.
For some reason, in this season, one always feels an inexplicable sadness.
Chang Hao, now called the campus hero, became even more isolated. He no longer lingered in bed playing games; he always got up early, began running, and started studying seriously.
He declined invitations from classmates to play games together.
In this season, Chang Hao felt somewhat like a walking corpse.
He no longer smoked Xuanhe Clan cigarettes.
Autumn arrived, and people wore more and more layers of clothing.
When bored, Chang Hao would go to the library.
Because the dormitory was too noisy, with Li Qiang always grinning and fantasizing, saying that all these girls liked rich guys, that he needed to make so and so much money.
"As long as I become rich, Linlin will definitely follow me!"
"Brother Hao, I got my scholarship. Do you think I should invite Linlin to a meal?"
To Chang Hao, all this was sinful.
He didn't want to listen, nor did he want to expose the truth.
So he remained alone.
Eating alone, reading alone.
That day, just like usual, Chang Hao was reading in the library.
A girl dressed in a sweater and leggings quietly sat down opposite him.
Chang Hao looked up. The autumn sunlight was always so piercing, preventing him from clearly seeing the girl's face. Narrowing his eyes slightly, Chang Hao recognized Liu Yue's face.