After playing in Japan for two months, we returned to Beijing, because I will start school soon.

Yes, I'm going to be a high school student soon!

The day before I went to report, I was a little nervous and confused.

Although I have always yearned for high school life, I am very confused about my future.

Dad Wen told me, don't think too much, just live every day well, and think about future things in the future.

And Dad Zhang told me that there must be a goal to move forward, and only with a goal can there be motivation to move forward.

On this matter, the [-] fathers disagree with each other.

Dad Wen thinks that it is enough for me to be happy every day, but Dad Zhang thinks that I should be strict with myself so that I can be successful in the future.

I personally think that I should study hard and find a good job in the future to repay my two fathers.

But these two fathers... didn't give him the chance to decide for himself at all, and they started arguing with each other.

Alas, there is really nothing to do with these two fathers.

However, it feels so good to be cared about, and I feel very happy.

Forget it, I'll go to sleep.

…………

The next day, Dad Zhang sent me to the new school, and kept telling me to study hard on the way.

I nodded honestly in agreement.

After entering high school, the study pressure is obviously greater than that of junior high school. The knowledge learned is getting more and more difficult, and the amount of learning is also increasing.

Actually, I have a question in my mind.

Will what I learn now be really useful in the future?

Do I need to make a function image when I buy a dish in the future? I believe many people have the same idea as me.

But we dare not say, and we dare not ask.

The classmates in the class have also become strangers. Before going out, Dad Wen asked me to bring two boxes of chocolates brought back from Japan for me to share with my classmates.

In fact, otherwise, I think I can also do a good job in interpersonal relationships. I’m so smarter than me, isn’t it?

Hey.

The days passed day by day like this. Compared with junior high school, it seemed to be no different. If there was any difference... probably because there was a lot of homework.

I am immersed in the days dominated by work every day.

In the second year of high school, my good buddy was confessed by a female classmate in the next class.

My good buddy is named Chen Yao, who is in the same class as me, and his family is very rich. I heard that his father sells oil.

Chen Yao is also very handsome, compared with me, he is just a little bit worse.

Really, I kid you not.

Regarding the matter of his being confessed, we discussed it quietly, and he felt that this girl didn't like him, just because he had money in his family.

I wanted to refute...but I thought of Pingfeng.

Forget it, let's not talk about it.

So Chen Yao finally rejected the girl, and as time went by, we almost forgot about such a thing.

But later, that girl was revealed to be a money-digger by some classmates who were not in the same class as her, and her conduct was bad.

Not long after that, an 818 post appeared on the school's post bar, which said that the girl was selling meat in private, and attached an indecent photo of the girl and a photo of working in a nightclub.

In fact, everyone can see that the photo is just a P, and it is not real at all.

The school also quickly deleted the post.

But things still spread like this.

People on the Internet didn't know the truth of the matter, so they began to spread rumors, and spread them widely.

Gradually, many self-righteous netizens appeared on the Internet, and they crazily accused the girl.

They thought they were just, but in fact they were all wrong. They were just perpetrators who followed suit and spread rumors.

I never thought that cyber violence would be so terrible, it could push an optimistic girl into despair.

The school teacher called the girl's parents to the school for the sake of the school's reputation.

The girl's family is not very rich, it can even be said to be a little poor, so she works part-time in a nightclub to reduce the burden on her parents.

But no matter how she explained, no one was willing to listen, even her parents acquiesced that she was a bad girl, and slapped her severely in front of the teacher.

The last time I saw her was at the door of the teaching building.

Chen Yao and I had just finished eating and were about to go out to buy a cup of milk tea outside the school. When we passed by the door, we saw many students standing under the teaching building and taking pictures with their mobile phones towards the top of the building.

We stopped curiously and looked upstairs.

A girl in school uniform sat barefoot on the top of a tall building, her long black hair blown gently by the wind.

It looks like a beautiful portrait from a distance, but we are not in the mood to watch it now.

She is going to kill herself.

Chen Yao's eyes widened, and he eagerly grabbed a classmate next to him who was taking pictures, and said anxiously: "Aren't you in the same class as her, go and persuade her!"

The classmate shook off Chen Yao's hand, and said unhappily, "What does she have to do with me if she wants to jump off the building, and you see that she didn't dare to jump after sitting on it for so long, she must be putting on airs to clear herself up."

Our eyes widened in disbelief.

Why are people's hearts so indifferent now? No matter whether she is really going to jump off the building, how can she speculate at will with malice?

Why can students in the same class be so indifferent after being with each other for so long?

I looked at the people around me who were taking photos and laughing, and my eyes widened. I couldn't believe that these were classmates who accompanied me day and night.

At that moment, those familiar faces became distorted in my eyes, as if they were evil spirits from hell, showing their ugly appearance to the living life.

Has the disregard for life reached this point?

Later, the firefighters arrived and tried to save the girl, but they still failed to save this fresh life.

The girl jumped up and jumped into the air like a bird. The heart-piercing cries of the firefighters and the noisy discussions around me kept echoing in my ears.

And those in the audience next to me were grinning ugly.

A fresh life left this world just like that. What died was a girl who had a beautiful vision for the future. What died was people's kind hearts.

I took a few steps back in horror.

Because these people standing next to me, they are all murderers who killed that girl, every one of them is a murderer!

It was their indifference and disregard for life that killed that girl!

When a life is desperate, they are laughing, they are treating a life as a joke!

Whether it's the people watching the lively video below, or those netizens on the Internet who think they are righteous, they are all murderers!

They indirectly killed a fresh life.

Not only did they indirectly kill that girl, they also changed many lives.

Like the girl's family, how sad her family will be.

For example, the firefighter who rescued the girl, he will live in his own guilt all his life, because he feels guilty for not saving the girl, and he cannot get out of the self-blame and shadow in his heart.

For example, I can never forget the cruel picture in front of me.

Many people thought that it was the girl who was going to die and had nothing to do with them, but they were all wrong.

What made her die was not herself, but the malice of this world and the indifferent people in this society!

What happened to this world...?

…………

Soon, the police cordoned off the teaching building.

We were driven out of the scene, I closed my eyes, lifted my heavy legs, and walked out of the school slowly.

As I walked, warm liquid flowed from my eyes.

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