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Before the registration date for my high school enrollment, I was full of joy and held hands with my father to visit the high school I was about to enroll in.

I remember that day I was wearing a white dress, looking at the students in school uniforms on the playground, and wondering how the school uniform would look on me.

"I'm sorry, Xue, your mother has been too busy with work recently, so I can only show you around the school first." My father said to me in a gentle tone with his face hidden in the shade of the trees.

"It's okay, it's enough for me to have my father with me!"

It turned out that at that time, I would show such a smile.

In the first month of my freshman year in high school, I saw campus bullying that I thought would only happen in literary works.

Those well-dressed girls would gather in twos and threes in the toilet to teach a girl with underarm odor in the class, her name is Sanada Lily.

Those girls’ bullying of Sanada Lily was terrible, even the boys and teachers in the class didn’t think it was bullying, it was verbal violence and isolation that was more terrible than physical violence.

"Hey? Lily, don't you know the news? Obviously, the teacher has notified you before, so you should be the only one who doesn't know?"

"I always feel that my sense of smell is not sensitive since I came to school."

"Someone actually needs to ask Lily out? No way, you don't know that Lily is a house girl who doesn't even dare to ride a bicycle."

"I heard that you have to take a bath three times a day, is that true or false?"

Questions that seem to be out of curiosity: labels in a few words; complaints in the cloak of tolerance.

They will stab other people's hearts with teasing words "without knowing it".

So, I became Sanada Yuri's only friend, and even asked the teacher to arrange my seat with her.I eat with her, we take notes together, we hang out in gym class, we go to the bathroom together.As long as I am here, I will fight back those yin and yang questions for her, and defend her who is not good at words.

Besides, the difference from before is probably my smeared desk, missing textbooks, and glue in the belly of the desk, but I don't care about these.

How many friends can a person have in his life?I have the love of my parents and Yuriko's friendship as a strong backing, so they will not harm me spiritually.

I felt that way until the day I was accused of stealing all the textbook fees collected by the monitor.

In my schoolbag, the teacher found a thick wad of banknotes in a file folder, as well as accusations of Yuri Sanada who was inseparable from me.

This incident was known to the whole school. Standing in the principal’s office, when I saw my father kneeling down and begging the principal not to expel me, I just woke up suddenly, and tried my best to pull my father up, but my father slapped me. slap me.

Why?Why am I the only one left in my world?

In the end, it was my well-connected mother who stepped in and settled the matter before I got fired.

I stood in front of the teachers and students of the whole school, and stood on the podium where the principal or student council president used to be, and made a school-wide review.

The person involved in this kind of review should cry bitterly, and finish the reading with regret, right?But I looked at the dark heads in the audience, I just opened and closed my mouth mechanically, and finished reading the manuscript.

I didn't look for Lily Sanada among the black heads, nor did I look for the few people who framed me. Yes, I knew that one of them must have framed me.

I will stay in this school instead of following my mother's arrangement to transfer, just for them.

Debt must be paid.

They thought I was the next Sanada Yuri, so they bullied me unscrupulously; but if I were Sanada Yuhe, I wouldn't have stood up to defend her from the beginning.

During that time, I was always alone. I was squeezed out by others, bullied out of justice, and discriminated against by teachers. The strong backing I thought was vulnerable.

So I started to wear long skirts, masks, and pierced ears. Even if others looked down on me, they didn't dare to mess with me.

The day after Yuri Sanada accused me, she disappeared; when I saw her again, she had undergone surgery to remove underarm odor and was discharged from the hospital. She had her hair and makeup done and appeared in front of everyone completely new.

She started staying with the group of girls who bullied her in the first place, and I think it was because they had a shared secret, a shared secret about me.

My revenge also started from that day.

No one knows Yuri Sanada better than me, and even if she joins those girls, she won't be able to integrate into a group with them.If those girls really accepted Sanada Lily, then I would suspect that I was dreaming.

I deliberately inserted dialogues in their chats, pushed the conflict between Sanada Yuhe and them to the peak, made them wonder if Sanada Yuhe wanted to betray the secret they guarded together, and led them to bully Sanada Yuhe again.

What they don't know is that even the right place for them to bully Sanada Yuri was guided by me.The tiny camera I installed recorded the scene of their physical bullying and posted it on the Internet. I spent money to buy the promotion of small Internet celebrities to fuel this incident, so as not to be suppressed in a certain corner of the Internet.

"Now you should be on the same front as me." I folded my hands and talked to Sanada Lily who was invited by me on the rooftop.

"You are amazing." Only when facing me would Sanada Yuri have such a stubborn look on her face.

"As long as you reveal the incident of framing me, you can completely defeat them and let them leave this school, okay?" I lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly. I rarely smoked, but at that time I would love to smoke.

"Are you recording?" Sanada Yuri looked very cautious after passing the camera.

"No one will use the same trick twice." I took a deep breath, took out my phone and showed her the standby screen.

"I won't tell you about that. Give up, Lanxue, everyone thinks you stole the money, so in this school, you are the one who stole the money."

"I know that you were the one who stole the money at that time. You just need to say that they forced you at that time, and I will speak for you."

"Oh." Sanada Yuri chuckled, "But that will become a stain on my life, and everyone will think that I am a duplicitous and treacherous person."

"Aren't you?"

"As long as I am not that kind of person in the eyes of others, then I am not." Sanada Yuri looked at me for a while, "I don't seem to understand you, you are not only smart and powerful, but also have crazy qualities."

"Stop talking nonsense."

"I won't help you. You don't have any evidence. As long as I don't tell you, no one will ever know about it." Sanada Baihe's eyes were empty and persistent, "Lan Xue, no one wants to know the real truth anymore. is you."

"Why do you hate me so much?" I put out the cigarette.

"...Because you were the only one who helped me, you know the story of the devil in the bottle, right?" Sanada Yuri walked down the steps leading to the downstairs with her back to me, she turned her head and said to me, "Even if you kill me, I don't have any resentment towards you, I just want to watch you suffer. No one will know the real you anymore, and I will never let others know the real me. "

The evening wind blew away the cigarette butts I held between my fingertips and scattered my long dyed blonde hair.

I was the only one standing on the rooftop, and no one applauded for my revenge.

My revenge is over, those girls who bullied were punished quite severely, it seems to be worse than mine, their parents also cried very hard, and even knelt down to apologize to Yuri Sanada.Looking at their faces, I just feel dull.

Since then, my life has not changed in any way, and I am still the big sister who steals money in the eyes of everyone.

My image, my individual has completely become a collection of impressions in the eyes of everyone, as Sanada Yuri said, no one will know the real me anymore.

My parents were arguing about me, and my mother was too busy to break up the family. I lived in my mother's apartment building, which was my home, not my mother who only came back once a month. s home.

After narrating this memory in a steady tone, I looked at Taki Wakaba, eager to confirm her expression.

"Let's let the truth come to light!" Unexpectedly, Taki Wakaba's expression was extremely serious.

"It's impossible, I've exhausted my methods." I forced a smile, but I was very happy because of Taki Wakaba's answer in my heart.

"I'm not afraid of being smashed to pieces, I want to stay innocent in the world." Taki Ruoye gave a sonorous and forceful answer.

Although I still don't have any hope in my heart, Taki Wakaba who is working hard for me like this makes me feel very cute, "This is not the detective game we played yesterday, I am very happy--"

"Let's act, great detectives Lanxue and Taki Ruoye!" Taki Ruoye squeezed the flesh on my cheeks, and then pressed the detective hat from yesterday's detective game on my head, "There is only one truth!"

It seems that the recently recommended dramas for Taki Wakaba played too many games, which poisoned this elegantly-spoken literary girl.

That same night, like true detectives, we infiltrated the late-night school.

Wait, do real detectives do this kind of thing?

I was wearing a detective hat that made my hair messy, but I was reluctant to take it off, "Luo Ye, I'm in my freshman classroom, and then what? What are we going to do? Take fingerprints?"

Even if it's a detective game, I'll have fun with Taki Wakaba.

"Let me tell you a secret, that is—"

Taki Wakaba's beautiful lips parted, "Actually, I am a witch."

"Yesterday reappears—only yesterday is eternal."

Brilliant light appeared around Taki Wakaba, and the classroom was suddenly bright as day, and then replaced by night, alternately.

Winter, snow; autumn wind, leaves; summer sun, cicadas; spring, cherry blossoms.The scenes of the four seasons are constantly changing outside the large open window of the classroom. There are students sitting on the desks in the classroom. They are moving fast like time-lapse photography, and they will return to the emptiness for a moment in the winter and summer.

All of this is a retrograde image of yesterday.

I couldn't take my eyes off Taki Wakaba, her long black hair was fluttering and smiling at me.

I let out an earth-shattering shout: "Yeah! My friend is a magical girl!"

I know that "witch" is not the same as "magic girl", but I noticed that Taki Wakaba didn't seem very happy when he said "witch".

Ever since other people looked at me with malicious eyes, I have been especially good at giving people a wink. Note that "seeing people's winks" is just a literal meaning.

The projection of time froze at the moment Sanada Lily got up from her seat and was about to stuff the folder containing the money into my schoolbag.And I sneaked into the school's monitoring center, turned on the classroom camera, copied the next scene, and then deleted my operation records.

Although monitoring is installed in the classroom, due to the privacy needs of students, it has not been turned on since the installation.

But as long as I have real school camera surveillance, I have a million reasons to excuse where it came from.

I took that incredible USB flash drive and rushed back to the classroom, the first thing I did was throw Taki Wakaba down.

"I'm so happy! Really, I'm so happy!"

"I'm happy too—shh, the security guards are here to patrol."

Taki Wakaba hugged my head, she half supported her body, I lay on her body, my legs intertwined with hers, I could feel the friction between the stockings on my thighs and hers.

We were leaning against the wall separating the classroom from the corridor, with the big open window of the classroom above our heads. I held my breath and felt the light of the patrol flashlight penetrating through the large open window from the corner of my eye.

In the flickering, flickering lights, I turned my head and looked at Taki Wakaba's side face seriously and extremely cherished. I don't think I will forget these few short seconds in my life.

No, I will never forget every minute and every second I spent with Taki Wakaba.

"Can a witch fly on a broomstick?" After the security guard left, I asked Taki Wakaba excitedly.

"Now there are airplanes and drones in the sky, and everyone has a mobile phone. If you fly in the sky and don't pay attention, you will get headlines."

"That means I can fly?" Maybe it was because my expectant eyes were too eager, or maybe Taki Wakaba didn't want me to regret my happiest day, so Taki Wakaba agreed to me.

She didn't ride a broom or grow wings, she just stood on the window and stretched out her hand to me.

In the night sky dotted with silver moons, I held Taki Wakaba's hand, jumped out of the only solid ground under my feet, and then floated in the air.

At night in Tokyo, even in the middle of the night, there are countless beautiful lights twinkling, and it is a city that can bring people dreams.

This is the first time I overlook Tokyo from such a high place. Tokyo at this height is a peaceful and beautiful scenery that belongs only to me, whether it is the silver moon, Tokyo shining with dreamlike glory, or Taki Wakaba Beautiful faces, all extremely cute.

The world has become lovely.

I declare that my friend Taki Wakaba is the best witch in the world.