My green plums are very sour

Growth is a process and a moment.Children naturally have a yearning for growth, and always hope that they can grow up quickly and become their ideal adult appearance earlier.They will try every means to get closer to the adult world, and then get closer.

This is especially true for teenagers who are gradually entering adolescence. They think they have glimpsed the door of future life, so it doesn't seem too much to do something that adults can do.

There are always some children who will be enlightened earlier than their peers.While others are still blushing at the scene where the main character kisses on TV, some people have already taken a step forward and started to explore the mysteries of the human body.Some of them fall into it and cannot extricate themselves.

I am late to enlightenment, so naturally it will not be too early.When I was twelve or thirteen years old, I learned about love through word of mouth from my classmates. Before I had time to delve into it, I was nipped in the bud by Ning Ran. The reason was that I was still young and ignorant.

After waiting for a year or two, I secretly read some casual books and got a rough understanding of it, but I felt that, as Ning Ran said, it was not very interesting, and it was a good choice if it was just to pass the time.

I'm just getting started, and some students have already jumped to the next step, and can't wait to break into the world of adults.

The boys in the class seem to have their own set of codes for communication. They can understand each other's meaning by winking and making expressions, and then they laugh out loud at the same time, and chat with each other in a low voice.

Sometimes I was curious and asked Ning Ran why, but she seemed to be very embarrassed, frowning and thinking for a long time but didn't answer.It's useless to ask A Rui, she always grinned hahahaha for a while, telling me that Ning Ran reminded her not to tell me these things.

This made me feel a little uncomfortable.I knew in my heart that Ning Ran had her reasons for doing this, and she must think it was the best for me.But I'm always going to grow up, and being treated like a kid all the time doesn't make me any better, does it?I need to learn more than just being dismissed with "You're young" every time.

This feeling intensified with age.I began to long to break away from the protective circle deliberately set up by Ning Ran, and go to see the colorful world.The book says that this is caused by reverse psychology.Who cares, anyway, this kind of idea has taken root in my heart, and it is about to break through.

Soon I had an opportunity.

It was a math evening self-study.It is nothing new for the school to change the order day and night. In the first year of junior high school, it was said that evening self-study would be cancelled. It has only been more than a year, and it is said that it will start again under the strong request of the parents of the students.

Our math teacher is a very vigorous woman with short haircut, speaks very fast, sometimes has a bad temper, and is merciless when criticizing others.The classmates in the class were quite afraid of her, so whether it was math class or math evening self-study, everyone was honest and tried not to cause trouble.

But some people just want to eat the first bite of crab, and don't care if they will knock out their teeth.

The evening self-study that day was as quiet as ever. The teacher didn't give any extra knowledge points, and didn't arrange exams. The three hours were all for us to arrange for ourselves, and we didn't want to do homework or endorse.There is only one requirement, to do things related to study.

Our class has always been relatively active. Basically, after the first evening self-study, many people have finished their homework. The remaining two hours are usually used for doing other things, reviewing, or quietly reading some extracurricular books.

The math teacher doesn't like to hang around under the podium, and she can sit on the podium for three hours with a newspaper.As long as you don't whisper under the hood, it's basically safe.

I finished my homework very early that day, because the monthly exam was approaching, so I was reviewing the homework that I was not familiar with.

In fact, I have nothing else to do, and Ning Ran is right next to her. She usually doesn't talk to me during normal class, and I won't make any small moves under her nose.

The entire classroom was very quiet, save for the sound of pages turning and pen nibs sliding.

Suddenly, a swear word came from the front of the classroom.

"Fuck, xxx's breasts are really big!"

The class suddenly exploded, and a burst of laughter broke out.

I subconsciously raised my head to look forward, and Ning Ran also raised her head out of the corner of my eye, but soon lowered her head to stare at the things in her hand.

A boy sitting by the podium was sitting blankly at this moment, his face was flushed, and he carefully peeked at the podium, looking anxious and embarrassed.

The people around began to whisper, and the humming whisper filled the entire classroom in an instant.

"What did he do?"

"Watching mp4 with headphones, forget to control the volume."

"What are you looking at—"

"Hey, that's what it is."

I pricked up my ears and listened for a while, and I could hear some clues from everyone's words. I am afraid that what the boy watched was not suitable for discussion in the public, and it was exactly what I wanted to know at the time.

"Duk duk", the math teacher knocked on the podium twice, motioning for everyone to be quiet, and then glanced lightly at the boy who committed the trouble, "It's almost over, do your homework well. What's the trouble?"

Everyone forcibly suppressed their laughter, buried their heads, covered their mouths and shook their shoulders, and soon their voices fell silent.

But after the stone was thrown into the pond, the ripples did not calm down so quickly.

Although no one spoke anymore, I could feel that the atmosphere around me became a little restless, but I couldn't tell what it was.

This also made me more certain that the so-called secret codes circulated among boys are not a secret, and many people understand what is going on.And I am an exception.

I was determined to keep up with the peloton.Since the people around me are unwilling to tell me, then I can still find someone else.

Yang Le is a good candidate.Yes, he was the one who committed the crime.He is usually very active in class, and he was also the one who took the lead in booing on the court last time.

After waiting for about two days, I found a suitable time to catch up with Yang Le and asked him if he could show me what he read in the self-study that night.

I didn't specify exactly what I wanted to see, but I figured he'd get my point.

Sure enough, Yang Le laughed when he heard what I said, with a clear and teasing look on his face.

"I really didn't expect—"

I was actually quite nervous, my expression was not natural, and I felt like I was doing some shady deal.

"How much do you want?" Yang Le lowered his voice and motioned for me to come over.

I looked around, thought for a while, and replied, "It doesn't need much. You can figure it out."

"Okay." He nodded, and made a gesture of shooting, "There are two novels and movies, and I will send them to your email when I get back. Just click on it, right?"

After I got the guarantee, I slipped back to my seat quickly, but I was still fidgeting all the time, my feet kept stepping uncontrollably, and I felt as guilty as a thief.

After Ning Ran found out, he just looked at me twice and didn't say anything.

We didn't have mobile phones for several years in junior high school, so we could only wait until weekends to use my parents' computers to surf the Internet for a while.

Yang Le kept his promise and sent me an email, which contained a large compressed package.I downloaded it while no one was at home on the weekend, and clicked on the video inside.

I was completely inexperienced and didn't know to turn down the volume of the computer beforehand. As soon as the sound came out, I was terrified and quickly turned off the video with trembling fingers.

After taking a few breaths and relaxing for a while, I turned off the speaker and turned on the video again.

I don't know how to express my feelings, it's like a stomachache, and it's not a good viewing experience for me anyway.

There was an inexplicable sense of disgust, which I soon regretted.

I remembered that time on Ning Ran's birthday, the CD that A Rui secretly brought.If I guessed correctly, the content inside should be similar to what Yang Le sent me.

I opened each of the videos in the compressed package and watched a bit, and clicked the fork after watching each one within 3 minutes.

I rubbed my swollen eyes, wondering whether there might really be needle eyes.

After hesitating for a few minutes, I deleted all the videos, and cleared the player history and trash.I saved all the rest of the novels in the electronic dictionary.

I spent several days in a trance with this secret in mind, when Ning Ran and A Rui asked about it, I also presumed that I hadn't had a good rest.

There is a saying that curiosity killed the cat, I think that's how I felt at the time.

However, I was soon hit by a bigger shock.

A gossip began to circulate in the school, saying that a student in the third year of junior high got mixed up with a gangster outside the school, accidentally became pregnant, and secretly went to a black clinic to play tai. As a result, he bleeds heavily and almost died.

I don't know where the news came out, but soon it spread throughout the school.

Obviously it is a very regrettable thing, but it has become the topic of people's chatting after school.When everyone talked about it, they all looked like they were watching a play, and their tone was full of sarcasm.

"It's just that you don't have a brain."

"It's been three months since I heard it was discovered."

"is not it?"

"Really! I heard people say yesterday that there was a lot of blood, and I almost couldn't be saved."

"How did that happen?"

"Hey, I still deserve it."

"That's right, it's too stupid."

The sound that filled the surroundings was sharper than a needle, and it hurt my ears.

I don't think there's anything funny about it, or anything to be mocked about.I just felt bouts of fear, both because of the incident itself and because of the reaction of bystanders.

At that moment, I suddenly doubted my inflated curiosity. If I hadn't been bent on jumping out of the protective circle, I might not have received such an intuitive shock.

I sat on pins and needles in my seat, rubbing my knees back and forth with the palm of my hand, and the sound seemed to float in the sky.

"Ning Ran..."

"Huh?" She looked around at the classmates around her, then turned her head to look at me again, "Scared?"

I bit my lower lip and nodded slowly.

"I, I actually just watched something two days ago..." I glanced at her quickly, and murmured.

Ning Ran didn't wrinkle his eyebrows this time, and looked much calmer, "I know."

"what?"

"Yang Le made a slip of the tongue yesterday, and Rui Rui heard it. Then Rui Rui told me." She twitched the corner of her mouth very lightly, "I guess you have already read it, and you are still waiting for you to confess. "

"Uh... this..." I scratched my cheekbones in embarrassment, and looked up at her timidly.

"It's good that you understand now, at least, at least it won't be like..." Ning Ran frowned, and his eyes glanced at the classmates who were still chatting and laughing.

Seeing her reaction, I felt a little flustered, so I quickly asked, "Do you think the same as them?"

A hint of worry appeared on Ning Ran's face, and he shook his head in denial, "No. I just think that at least we should learn to protect ourselves."

"Don't think too much, and don't listen to the gossip they say."

This incident also promoted the growth of Ning Ran and me to some extent.

On my birthday that year, Ning Ran quietly gave me a set of "Heidi Xingxue Report", which was hidden in the innermost cabinet of the desk in my room, opening a thicker door for me.