[Comprehensive] On how I got lost

The teacher who came to the class looked at the crowded crowd at the door, "what's wrong, what are you doing at the door?"

The students who were watching the excitement scattered and made way for the teacher. They went back to their classrooms and found their seats.

The teacher pushed his glasses, and as soon as he entered the classroom, he saw the desk at the end and Kumashi Tomita desperately cleaning the blackboard.

He saw the new transfer student look around, and finally cast his gaze on himself, "I have something to tell the teacher."

"Pushing tables and chairs, messing with personal items, and stigmatizing students who have conflicts, is this in line with school rules and discipline?"

"This, this." The teacher stumbled and got stuck, holding back for a long time, "Students should get along well, and they must be united and friendly."

He mumbled a lot, then knocked on the podium, "Quiet and quiet, the location of the city is well prepared, it's time for class."

Kumashi Tomita was still cleaning the blackboard as he spoke, returning to his seat until he had wiped off the last bit of pink around the edges.

It was the first day of school, and Jinglian hesitated whether to deal with them or go back to the store manager in time.

Between is the first day.

According to the store manager, the beginning of each new event means a new journey, and no matter what, it should start with a good start.

Good start.

Jinglian packed her schoolbag and walked towards the restaurant where the good start was.

On the other side, Tomita Xiongzhi also packed his schoolbag. He left the school gate, walked through an alley, and was dragged in.

Squatting on the ground and smoking, Huajing Jiang also threw away the cigarette butt in his mouth, put a baseball bat by his feet, and said vaguely, "Here we come."

The one pulling him was Yuki Kamo, with a strong hand, from the school basketball team, he let go of the hand that was tightly grasping Xiong Zhi's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Come on, let's settle the day's affairs."

Kazama Tomoda, who had the weakest sense of presence among the three, was also there. He leaned against the wall, raised his eyelids slightly after seeing Xiong Zhi, and then put them down in disinterest.

That day, Xiong Zhi returned home with injuries.

A striped blue and white awning outside the restaurant casts long shadows across the open space ahead.

The shop sign at the top presents a hard feeling of wood, carrying the staleness and vicissitudes after washing with time.

The half-person-high sign erected at the entrance of the store says today's special offer

Jinglian pushed open the glass door, and she could see the small and fresh light blue interior decoration at a glance. The aroma of food and the low-pitched human voice like a dormant sea tide filled the air. The dark brown wooden tables and chairs were scattered but not chaotic. , leaving a small path leading to the ordering counter in the middle, the owner wearing a shop name printed on it is busy behind the counter, preparing meals for the customers who order food.

"Jingle jingle."

As the door opened, the wind chimes rang.

Jinglian changed into her overalls and began delivering meals to customers.

The scene of the handsome young man holding the menu and asking patiently is beautiful enough.

The girl in front of Jinglian didn't dare to look at him while holding the menu, and whispered timidly, "That's all I need."

Jinglian repeated the name of the dish, and the other party nodded repeatedly.

The dinner time in the evening is always extremely busy, and people don’t care about time passing by. When I come back to my senses, I finally have time to find that the sky is dark, and the distant scenery seems to disappear in the fog, appearing and disappearing.

The store manager took a break and asked, "How did you feel on the first day of school?"

"Fortunately."

"There is one thing I don't understand. Why when a group of people bully a person, a person dare not fight back, even though he is stronger than the group of people."

The store manager, "Everyone has come here this way, and they are all used to it."

There was a kind of naive doubt on Jing Lian's face, as if she simply faced a problem that she couldn't understand clearly, and wanted to seek a thorough answer, "I don't understand."

The store manager has arranged the bottles and cups on the ordering table, and is trying to find a suitable direction for the lifelike black cat statue. He seems to be used to it, but he thinks it is not a big deal. "Bad traditions can be simple in this society." Listed as Mu Qiang, they admire Oda Nobunaga who can overthrow the world, and also worship Akechi Mitsuhide who is full of gloom."

"They like strong ones."

"Bad, isn't it just very powerful for a child of this age."

"There are still some inherent traditional students who are used to it, and parents are not good at it. Not only can't solve the problem, but it makes things more serious."

"Just get used to it," he said.

"and also."

"If Jinglian wants a comfortable school life, you should follow what your classmates do."

"Don't leave the big team, don't go out of the way."

The bruise on Kumashi Tomita's face did not disappear.

He went back to the small apartment with the wound on his back. His father hadn't finished his day's work and was still working hard at his post. Xiongzhi Tomita took out ice cubes from the refrigerator and applied a cold compress on the wound. The Yunnan Baiyao was applied, and the brown-yellow potion was on his face. Spread on the skin, the pungent spread.

After dealing with these, Tomita Xiongzhi began to clean up the housework. His mother left a long time ago because of his father's incompetence, leaving only the two of them. The young Xiong Zhi took on the housework and depended on his father.

After packing everything up, Xiongzhi Tomita started to do his homework. As the sun was setting, his father pushed open the door under the extended shadow.

"I'm back." Tomita Takashi said.

"Welcome home."

Kumashi Tomita closed the book and put the warm food on the table.

Tomita Kumashi inherited his father's tall stature, but his father seemed too tired and slightly stooped. Tomita Takashi sat down lazily and sighed because of work.

He recalled the scene when he went to work during the day, and unconsciously touched the side of his face, trying to wipe off the non-existent droplets.

The lamp with very low wattage cast a dim light, covering the two people who sat opposite each other at the dining table but had been speechless for a long time.

"dad."

Tomita opened and spoke.

"in school"

Father put down his chopsticks and hit the side of the bowl with a "ding".

"Xiong Zhi."

He looked at the bruise on his son's face.

"I know"

He sighed, "You worked hard."

"But, I, you know, I work very hard"

Xiongzhi Tomita cut off the second half of the sentence, "I know, but I must say it."

"They didn't just hurt me, they hurt other people."

"They are simply"

"You have to pay for injuring someone, Xiong Zhi."

Tomita Takashi lowered his eyelids, "You are too tall, once you hurt someone, I will be very embarrassed."

"Hey, this is life, just let it pass."

Jinglian came very early, and the morning mist hadn't dissipated yet. The thin white mist carried cool air, entered the brain along the nasal cavity, and blew the first whistle that made people tense up.

In the air-conditioned season of early spring, there were also people playing on the basketball court, only three in Jinglian's class.

Hanai Masaya, Kamo Yuuki and Kazama Tomoda.

After Hanai Masaya took the shot, Kamo Yuuki patted him on the shoulder to signal him to look in one direction. It was easy to identify, it was Ao Kyoren.

"do not fight."

Hanai will also receive the ball.

"Go, say hello to your classmates."

They rushed to the classroom, and the three or two kittens in the classroom were all good students who came to increase the study time.

Jing Lian, who was sitting by the window, withdrew her gaze, and when the three of them came in, they met Jiang Huajing who was the first to rush in.

Before General Huajing could provoke her, Yiqing Jinglian had already stood up and walked towards the door.

So good.

Hanai Masho also pointed his middle finger at him, and lip-synced, "The bathroom."

After the three of them arrived at the place, a Qing Jinglian who followed them also entered the door.

In front of three men who were staring at him fiercely, he twisted his wrist lightly and dropped the lock.

Hanai Sho, who came first, also lit a cigarette earlier, and handed one to Kamo Yuuki when he had time.

I saw a Qingjing lotus locked.

He took a deep breath of the cigarette, and a slender puff of smoke floated in front of Jinglian's nose.

General Huajing also smirked, "You are so courageous, I want to bear the water for a while."

Harmful, but welcome.

Trade health for pleasure.

General Hua Jing, who was sitting on the windowsill, also pressed the cigarette butts on the tiles and crushed them, "Let's discuss and discuss, the last time you insulted me, you had to pay a few catties and a few taels."

Ordinary stamina.

Ordinary moves.

Except that Kazama Tomoda, who often doesn't speak, is a little stronger, there is no other merit.

The duration of the battle was as short as the ringing of a locked lock. After the sound fell silent, everything was settled.

Yiqing Jinglian looked at the three people who fell to the ground and moaned. He didn't say a word like when he came. He is not a hero of justice, nor does he have the feeling of saving the world. .

He unlocked the door and walked out.

Huajing Jiangye knocked his forehead on the ground and it was red and swollen. He didn't look up to see Qing Jinglian's leaving figure, but closed his eyes deeply. Accompanied by the severe pain in his abdomen, the root of his teeth smelled fishy.

Kamo Yuuki, who was lying on his back with his waist hooked, shivered, "Shoya, Tomoda, are you okay?"

Huajing Jiang also swallowed the fishy smell that was constantly rising in his mouth, and his nasal voice was vague, "Mmm."

Yiqing Jinglian, who pushed the door out, leaned on the door and thought for a few moments before turning the lock on the outside and finding a "under construction" sign elsewhere.

When he was hanging the signboard on the door, his little follower, Kazuya Miyagawa, heard the news from his classmate and rushed here.

Seeing the intact Yiqing Jinglian, Kazuya Miyagawa touched the chalk with his fingertips as if dipped in magma for an instant, the red surge scorched the skin, and the white bones turned into carbon and turned into ashes.

He drew on the blackboard.

He braked, panting like a cow, he didn't know whether he was running too much or panicked at the grudge.

Jinglian raised her hand.

Before the mind realized it, the body had already responded for him.

Kazuya Miyagawa squatted and hugged his head instantly, as if half of his body disappeared quickly, he shouted, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"I was wrong"

"sorry"

Yiqing Jingren withdrew the hand that hung the sign and walked away from Kazuya Miyagawa.

Kazuya Miyagawa squatted with his head in his arms for a long time, and then stood up when he heard the sound of footsteps disappearing. He stood too abruptly, a little dizzy, his retina was shattered into spots, and it took a while for the dizziness to disappear.

Footsteps could be heard from the stairs, and Kazuya Miyagawa, who was standing against the wall, looked up, and exchanged glances with Kumashi Tomita who had just appeared.

Miyagawa Kazuya looked away without saying a word.

Xiongzhi Tomita moved his eyes and walked towards the corridor around the corner.

There is nothing to talk about or complain between them.

Miyagawa Kazuya is Hanai Masaya's little follower, a dog leg who pays protection fees in order not to be bullied, it can't be said that he is helping the tyrant, but there is applause for following the trend.

Kumashi Tomita is the target of Masaya Hanai's bullying. He has no idea about Kazuya Miyagawa, who is so weak that he takes refuge in others, and he will not feel sorry for this follower of evildoers.

The two parted ways.

Kumashi Tomita had another thing on his mind.

He dreamed back last night, after his father's helpless words.

All noise is gone.

It was as if the air had been evacuated.

Sounds, heartbeats, breathing.

All disappeared.

He's suffocating a little bit.

"so."

"I'm rich."

"You can hurt them at will."