When Mary Sue met a straight man with cancer

Zhu Xingwang, a person who is extremely sad, sensitive and fanciful, with sudden emotions, high-speed developed lacrimal glands, and the ability to cry at any time 360 ​​degrees, made his life destined to be extraordinary from birth.

Since he was a child, he heard from his mother that other children were born crying for a while, but he cried for three days and three nights when he was born, and gave back to this strange world with a loud and clear sound like killing a pig. Xiao Zhu, who opened his eyes, didn't realize that God opened his tear ducts, but forgot to close them.

In the third grade of elementary school, Zhu Xingwang had already shown his talent in this area. It is rare that he did not develop late like other boys. He grew up a head taller than his peers early on, and he also had rough facial features that were not at all delicate. , doomed him to look several years older than his actual age.

But this did not bring him any advantage. When he once had a conflict with a boy who was not as tall as his waist, the man pushed him, but he never expected Zhu Xingwang's weight, and he was bounced to the ground instead. , knocked his head on the table leg, and a big bruise appeared in an instant.

The man grinned his teeth, and was about to hum two painful wailings, but he saw Zhu Xingwang's head fell to the ground with a "clang" over there, which brought a strong shock to the surrounding students, and he grinned away quickly. From the corner of the mouth to the ear, he began to cry in an octave-high voice, with strong confidence and continuous flow, as sad as a torrential river, and weeping like a gurgling water in the occasional stagnation.

This skill is brilliant. Most of the students present are young, especially the girls, who are prone to a little emotion at ordinary times. In the midst of the breathless crying of student Zhu, they all took out the guns in their hands. The small handkerchief shed sparse tears of sympathy.

When the homeroom teacher walked into the classroom, he saw the room full of crying and wailing, especially when he saw Zhu Xingwang, who was sitting in the very center, who was almost as tall as himself, rolled his eyes and foamed at the mouth, and immediately Quickly helped him up, invited him to the office to comfort him for the whole afternoon, and gave him three pieces of white rabbit toffee, which temporarily stabilized his mood.

However, in the next week, Zhu Xingwang still had red eyes and was deeply immersed in the emotions of the day, especially when he met the boy who pushed him, he always had an inexplicable sadness, saying I can't tell you what to say, and it hits your heart straight. Later, before graduating from elementary school, that boy kept walking around Zhu Xingwang, avoiding him like meeting a ghost, not daring to look at each other for fear of bringing out the past.

But other boys may not be able to understand his emotions so well. They are all young, and it is normal to push and shove, although Zhu Xingwang no longer participates in such physical contact as basketball and football. However, it is inevitable to participate in some group projects. In a game of 123 wooden figures, in the final part of catching people, two boys tripped him on purpose, causing Zhu Xingwang to fall headlong into the next door. In the grass, it happened that the fresh dog poop in the morning was still warm, and his big face was completely covered in it as moist as a mask.

This time it's not about crying, Zhu Xingwang even thought about passing away, as if this piece of shit is not just a piece of shit, but an indelible history of humiliation, which left a painful imprint on his young heart , exuded a different smell in his fragrant childhood. From then on, he accompanied all the naughty boys to compose a song for him: "Zhu Xingwang, loves to eat shit, his face is covered with shit, Zhu Xingwang, It’s really dirty, it smells so bad that the flowers don’t bloom” and spent his childhood in the ballad. Similarly, on the playground, he has always been a loyal participant in jumping rubber bands, because the girls think he is very suitable for being a pillar, and they will not because of He cries introverted and bullies him.

In this way, Zhu Xingwang came to his junior high school. After arriving in junior high school, most of his classmates were a little more sensible than those in elementary school, and he grew a little taller. With long hands and feet, he became a labor committee member, and he took on the glorious responsibility of being a labor committee member. Rubbish tasks, although there are boys who will play with him from time to time, but Zhu Xingwang holds back his sadness most of the time, listens to invisible wings every day, and encourages himself to be strong.

At this time, he also had more important things. He fell in love with youth literature like the pain of his aunt rolling over, and he preferred TV dramas like the pain of his aunt and the pain of eating ice cubes. After finishing his homework, Zhu Xingwang will always watch Huanzhugege, and put himself into it while watching, wiping his tears and crying twice is foreplay. Whenever he sees the scene where Ziwei is being pricked by a needle, he will also pierce himself with a toothpick Although the toothpick broke because of my rough skin and thick flesh, others will not understand the feeling of being there.

Later, he fell in love with Yu Mengmeng again. Whenever he saw the scene where Ke Yun was molested, he couldn't help substituting it into it. He fantasized that it was him lying there, and his voice rarely came out during the voice-changing period. The sharp cry for help echoed Ke Yun's "No" in the play, and then every time the performance was over, he would go to the bathroom to take a shower, and shed tears of shame while washing, touching Looking at his body, he said to himself: Ah, you are not clean, ah, those bad guys.

Then I secretly took out my notebook at night and wrote a very sad post-modernist structured poem: My pain is unknown / My sadness is like a branch (it seems that this sentence is only for rhyming) / Tears across this The sky/sad rain drops in the heart/

Later, relying on his accumulated writing skills, Zhu Xingwang finally got into the best local high school with good grades. Of course, a good high school must pay attention to the enrollment rate, and the studies here are all in the city One of the best, in the report card of the first monthly exam, Zhu Xingwang unfortunately got the bottom No.3 in the exam.

Of course, if you put on an ordinary boy, it’s actually nothing to be the third from the bottom. After all, there are also the second to last and the last to the first, but this is a thunderbolt for Zhu Xingwang. He was in the school dormitory that night, hugging Looking at my report card, I cried all night. When I woke up the next day, the report card was so wet that I couldn’t read the words clearly. When the teacher announced the results, Zhu Xingwang’s face was like a monkey’s butt It was red, if he hadn't pinched his own tiger's mouth, he would have passed out with shame.

From then on, he rarely let go of his literary hobby and devoted himself to his studies. Although the monthly report card came out, his tears burst, but with the steady improvement of his grades, Zhu It is rare for prosperity to face up to setbacks a little over the years, and the 1.8-meter big man finally seems not so inconsistent.

It's just that when he was rarely free, he would lie on the bed in a daze, fantasizing that he was wearing a colorful colored glass dress with a little green in it, a hat with a multicolored phoenix crown, east beads, cat's eyes and big gemstones, and his feet were as thick as cotton candy. The dexterous auspicious cloud flew to the place where the sunset glow was in full bloom that day, and quietly played a song of Erquan Yinyue.

Why did Zhu Xingwang never fantasize that he was a knight or a prince? This probably has something to do with his own abundant emotions. Once he thinks of going to fight or fighting, how can Zhu Xingwang bear it when he sees blood and sees blood, and the sword has no eyes?

After all, at the moment when the results of the college entrance examination came down, Zhu Xingwang was already in tears and couldn't help himself when he saw his good scores. If he really imagined himself as a heroic knight, he would be scared to cry by the dragon for three days. I'm back.

The author has something to say: When I wrote this passage, I had already updated [-] words, and it was about half of the time before the novel was finished. Originally, this article was set to be Mary Sue, mainly for happiness , self-releasing, but I found that the whole so-called happy feeling was weak after I was halfway there. If the novel of the novel can make you smile, then my mission is complete, and for the rest, I can only guarantee that it will be completed.