[abuse] a leaf boat

Dear Wild Fairy:

Hello.I am now in the army. When I first joined the army, many incredible things happened. There are happy memories in it, but most of them are not very happy.

Counting this letter, it is the 410th pen pal between you and me.But after middle school, we lost contact.At that time, there were three letters No.40, and now I actually treat writing letters as a diary.I remember a long, long time ago, when I was still in junior high school, I occasionally saw your pen pal information on the footer of a magazine, and I never thought of becoming friends with you.But the living conditions were very poor at that time, and no one could listen to my confide.When I wrote the first letter to you, I really didn't mean it well, and I didn't go there with the intention of making friends.Just wanted to pour out, no other thoughts, but you wrote me back.To be honest, I didn't dare to go to the doorman to get it.After all, the content of the letter is likely to scold me.Later, the head teacher gave it to me, and I had the idea of ​​checking it.

I guess it was really unfortunate back then, but also lucky.Although we have never met, the distance is not far, and we are in the same city.Someone quietly listened to my complaints, I think this is probably the happiest thing.Your replies are always full of words of encouragement, every word is tall and straight.At that time, I imagined that you were a tall and straight man, and you would definitely be the pillar of society in the future.Think too, you're in the best school in the city.

At the beginning, I had low self-esteem and thought about not communicating with you anymore.Although I know that your letter can resist the erosion of two months, when I don't hesitate to respond, you can still inspire me with the language that has been exposed to the sun as always.

Whenever I have difficulties now, I will take out your letter written in blue and black ink.It's like a celebrity's inspirational quote. For me, I didn't re-read it again, and I deeply felt that my admiration for you, Yexian, was less.It may be that you admire Borji too much. Compared with the master, your strength is still shallow.Why does it still make me so excited to read it?

Why!You can't see it when you write it, but if you don't write it, the only connection with you will be broken.

At this moment, I am nestling up, writing a letter under the blanket with a flashlight, surrounded by the sound of snoring.If you put it in, an uninformed stranger will think it's a pigsty, and it stinks.

I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to bed, otherwise I won't have the energy to train tomorrow.

Best regards

Popsicles

With a soft "pop", Zhang Bing quickly turned off the flashlight.The quilt should be covered tightly. Zhang Bing doesn't know what's going on outside.All he could do was stretch out his body carefully and stuff the tiny flashlight into the pillow.

It was only when his whole body collapsed that Zhang Bing felt the comfort of his muscles being relieved.Zhang Bing wrote down this grudge, but didn't write it down in the letter.Once Zhang Bing wrote words to retaliate against his classmates, and was severely taught by the "wild fairy".

Before going to bed, Zhang Bing recalled the faces of those bastards who poured dirty water on him. As for someone's appearance, Zhang Bing didn't even think about it.

A whistle blew through the night.The night is still sticky, sticking to every corner of every bed.

Because of his shallow sleep, Zhang Bing quickly opened his eyes, turned over and grabbed his pants, put them on, and got dressed in twos and twos.He quickly straightened the quilt, unable to nest at right angles, but still able to see.He quickly put on his shoes, straightened his appearance, and thought to himself that No.1 must be himself, and he must perform well on the first day, so that those rats who are secretly doing evil will pale in comparison.If they are not as tall, they will crush their self-esteem with their nostrils.He fumbled around but couldn't find the belt.

Obviously put it next to the pillow.Zhang Bing's heart broke and panic surged.Where, where, where, Zhang Bing yelled in his heart, sweat beading his forehead anxiously.

The surrounding comrades were dressed neatly one by one, and rushed out of the dormitory one after another with the crisp sound of belt buckles.

There was only one quilt and one pillow on the bed, but Zhang Bing turned over it countless times.Although desperate, he had no other choice but to repeat back and forth.He wanted to wait for everyone to go out before turning over other people's beds, but many people were still getting dressed slowly.

Zhang Bing squinted his eyes and saw the shaking of the shoulders of the few people who were leaning together yesterday.It turned out to be like this.Anger and more grievances were clenched in Zhang Bing's fists.It is heroism to fight against a group of people by one person. If you are righteous, you will surely succeed.Zhang Bing continued to read silently.

As soon as he saw them running out, Zhang Bing heard the countdown before he had time to search.With a heart that must die, he jumped down the steps and stood behind the queue.

"Report the number from left to right." Squad leader Meng yelled at the sky.

Everyone was nervous and reported the number over and over again.

"Stand at attention. Now at [-]:[-], one hour of military posture training. Stand still for me."

Every roar of Squad Leader Meng made Zhang Bing tremble. He didn't know when he would be caught. It might be the next second, or the next second.Zhang Bing waited for the end to come.

Squad leader Meng kicked several people in a row, and finally stood behind Zhang Bing.Breathing almost stagnated, Zhang Bing stood firm to ensure that he would not be kicked down and kneel on the ground.

"You, where's your belt?" said the voice behind it like centuries later.

"Report, my belt disappeared this morning." Zhang Bing's voice gradually became weaker.

"It's gone. What's the matter, are you hungry?" Squad leader Meng tapped Zhang Bing's calf with his toes: "Hurry up and look for it. Didn't you do enough push-ups yesterday?"

Within a second of the squad leader finishing speaking, Zhang Bing, who had left the string, inserted back into the dormitory and went straight to Gao Dajun's bedding.If they are found, Zhang Bing will definitely attack them in the way he was framed yesterday.Zhang Bing thought happily, but it was a pity that he couldn't find the shadow of the belt after searching the entire dormitory.

They don't really throw the belt away.It was too cruel, Zhang Bing felt chilled, and couldn't believe there were such vicious people in the world.If you do bad things yourself, you will never block the way of others and leave room for it.

Now Zhang Bing is really desperate.He looked around, not knowing how to pass the test of the squad leader without a belt, what kind of profound punishment would be imposed, whether he would be recorded as a major demerit, whether he would be forced to leave the army, and then he would be transferred to the account of the military camp What should I do, I won't destroy my account because of my own mistakes.

When he was nervous, he would think wildly, not knowing was the root of his fear.

Zhang Bing did not search indoors, forcing himself to calm down.Where they can throw the belt, it will definitely not be the trash can, and the trash can in the dormitory will definitely not be chosen. For so long, there is only a trash can near the rostrum.Who has the guts to go out at night.After inspecting every seam, Zhang Bing believed in his search ability and decided that he was definitely not in the room.

The gradually whitening sky pulls out streaks of yellow sun in the room, and the silence outside the dormitory makes the dormitory more like a different world. The windows are open, and the simple rags are stirred by the wind.

It was thrown away.Zhang Bing almost rushed to the window, just opened the glass, in the clear daylight, Zhang Bing saw the belt lying alone in the grass.Behind the dormitory is a grass field, and the brown belt is lying alone five or sixty meters away.Zhang Bing jumped out of the window of the dormitory on the first floor and quickly picked up the belt.As soon as he turned back to the dormitory, he found squad leader Meng standing at the door staring at him.

Zhang Bing was so frightened that he didn't even dare to sweat, and he didn't dare to wipe off the sweat. He kept the posture of stepping over the window all the time.

"Report, me, me..." Zhang Bing's voice lacked confidence, and he didn't know what to say.

Squad leader Meng came over fiercely and asked, "Where's the belt?" Before he finished speaking, he saw the belt in Zhang Bing's hand.He didn't say anything, just stood straight in front of Zhang Bing, ignoring his funny posture.

"How to find it outside the window?"

Zhang Bing really wanted to expose the prank led by Gao Dajun, but without evidence, he could only eat Huanglian dumbly.

"I, I might be sleepwalking." Zhang Bing lied, thinking that this was a conservative approach, and a report without evidence was a false accusation.

Squad leader Meng looked out the window, and actually pulled Zhang Bing in, his voice softened: "Is someone trying to punish you?"

This is sleepwalking.Zhang Bing was terrified, and pressed his hands to the seam of his trousers, hoping that the military posture would be normal. He didn't know what punishment would be imposed, but he hoped that a good posture could alleviate squad leader Meng's bad impression of himself.

Squad leader Meng walked out the door without issuing orders to Zhang Bing.Zhang Bing stood upright, only the corners of his eyes moved left and right following the monitor's footsteps.

The squad leader came back again, looked at him a few times, touched his cheek and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Zhang Bing immediately responded flattered and shook his head violently.

"How could it not hurt. If, I mean if, I did something wrong, please forgive me." Squad leader Meng raised his head, the brim of his hat brushed against Zhang Bing's, and the two looked at each other.

Squad leader Meng's complexion is healthy and bronzed, his eyebrows are straight, his bird's nest is sunken, and his facial features have been sculpted.Zhang Bing was fascinated for a moment.

"Speak!" Squad leader Meng was impatient.

"Yeah, I, I, I..." It's not that Zhang Bing didn't want to say it, but how should he say it.Although Squad Leader Meng seemed to know that someone was doing something wrong, how could he report it?

"I'm sorry." Squad leader Meng apologized: "I..." He didn't continue talking, and slapped Zhang Bing on the head with one hand, completely covering Zhang Bing's sight.

"Let's go to training." The squad leader walked out, and Zhang Bing followed suit.

After returning to the team, Zhang Bing kept his posture and stood upright, and he must compare them.He watched Squad Leader Meng quietly, and found that the squad leader was looking back and forth at all the recruits.

"This is a military camp, not a school. I don't know if you have a small group or not. You'd better disband as soon as possible. Unless you want to be crushed by me." Squad leader Meng stood at the front, walking left and right, with the sound of leather heels slamming The clang melted into Zhang Bing's heart.

One second is the difference between heaven and hell.When Zhang Bing was looking for the belt, he kept imagining the scene of being punished in his head, standing alone in front of the rostrum to do the punishment.Just like in the second year of junior high school, when I couldn’t pay the tuition fees, I was called by the teacher on the podium, and then I was dragged to the door by the class teacher and punished to stand.The classmates in the class passed by one by one, and he could only lower his head. Although there was no name tag on his chest, Zhang Bing knew that they must be smiling.

Dad was the most notorious embezzler in the entire city, and when they committed suicide, they sparked a national conspiracy theory.Zhang Bing was their son and became the object of hatred of almost everyone.There is too much injustice in this city. Everyone knows that there is darkness, but there is no chance to vent their anger, and they are in the middle and lower classes of society.When the pustules in the heart are pierced, all the dirty metabolites will be poured out towards the only opening.

"The former corrupt criminal didn't have money to pay tuition", "Why didn't he die while he was alive", "He should apologise, otherwise he would confess to the larger interest group behind his parents, which would be regarded as revenge for his father"... ···

There are too many voices, even if Zhang Bing is downcast, he still cannot get sympathy, which prematurely deprives Zhang Bing of his desire to explain.No matter how much you say, it’s useless, other people’s views on you have already been formed, who would look at the whitewashing of sinners.Even if you haven't committed a crime, they have every reason to hate curses.

Standing in the military posture for a long time, the entire foot is like fire, and it is like needles, and every moment is extremely difficult.The body remained motionless, stiff to the point of numbness.The sweat on the back makes the vest damp regardless of the temperature of the season.Everyone had tired and grim expressions on their faces.So Zhang Bing looks back at the past with peace of mind. The memories of the past are like an ugly duckling combing its feathers on a sunny and quiet day. Although looking back makes my heart hurt, it is over.

Zhang Bing peeked at the class monitor and accidentally saw someone who was very annoying.A certain person is frowning, and the brows are twisted into a ball again. If he doesn't open his eyes, he must be having a nightmare.I hope he has nightmares every day, Zhang Bing cursed.

It's a shame that he didn't testify on his behalf yesterday.However, if he doesn't know, after all, there are several distances between the two of them.Thinking back and forth, Zhang Bing's resentment has been reduced a lot.In my dream yesterday, I bumped my head against him, which was great.

There were more than a dozen sentences left unsaid, Zhang Bing was a little bit reluctant.But what made Yu Bo angry at the beginning was that he didn't speak clearly, which was self-defeating, and Yu Bo probably didn't hear clearly yesterday.Anyway, there are too many things that are unclear, and Yubo people are still very good, really like a knight who has protected himself.

Yu Bo's gaze was still looking directly at the back of his head in front of him, his brows were twisted into knots, his cheeks were bulging from being bitten, and his chest heaved rapidly.All thoughts were occupied by Nanye.

Since seizing Zhang Bing's military emblem, he has not been happy, but has made him even more angry.Why are you surrounded by hypocrisy, why are you lying to yourself.

Yu Bo ran wildly in the woods, letting the shadows of the trees sweep wildly, trying to crush every clod of soil, but it could only make the land more solid.Until exhausted, he knelt on the icy ground, roared at the unmoving loess, and tried his best to tear the ground apart.

Nanye, Nanye, Nanye...

Even if Yu Bo smashed his head, his head was still filled with Nanye.Nanye came back like a virus and swept Yubo's body again.

Why can't you let yourself go?Yu Bo, who was standing stiffly, bit the inside of his mouth fiercely, so he couldn't taste the bloody smell.

The first day of junior high school and Nanye became friends, so naturally, it seems that it is Nanye's plan now.He was beaten and seen by himself, it must have been a drama directed and acted by himself.I actually shamelessly invited him to be my friend.

Minano, what do you want me to do before it's over?

The author has something to say: It's so scary that it's actually Calvin! ! !

I hope that those who ask questions will not give up on me, I really won't cheat.It's just that the work is too busy and Calvin, I hate myself.

But can you shamelessly roll around here! ?

Collect it.