C63

Name:Love As Prison Author:Gu Yue
Somehow, I feel like a row of crows flew over my head. In an idol show, shouldn't the male lead say something sweet like 'I can't bear to wake you up'? Why does it seem like there's no use in coming to Song Mo Ran?

Turning my face away, I quietly shut my mouth. It's best not to speak, otherwise Song Mo Ran would take revenge on me.

At school, the moment I got off the bus, I met Cheng Shuyun. She looked at me from afar, probably afraid of Song Mo Ran who was waiting for me outside the school. She just gave me a look before walking into the school.

After tidying my hair, I walked towards the school gate with a bit of guilt. Because I stayed out the night, I didn't have time to get my school card today. If I were to meet that fiendish grade director later, I would be done for.

I guess it was just my bad luck. Although I managed to get past the hurdle of the school gate and entered the classroom, just as I reached the classroom entrance, I bumped into the grade teacher who was inspecting the morning class discipline as he walked out. He sized me up and asked sternly, "Where's the school medal?"

I weakly said, "Dean Pan, I forgot to bring …"

Dean Pan said exasperatedly, "Say, your class won't be able to get any grades, yet you still don't abide by the school rules. Don't mention skipping classes all the time, you don't even have your school card anymore!"

At this moment, Su Yiyun rushed over and obediently said, "Dean Pan said that our class's students will properly study Upwards Ho! 's ability and won't lose out to the school!" Then he turned his head to the class and said, "Everyone, do you agree?"

Then, a chorus of voices sounded in the class, "Yes!"

Seeing this, Director Pan helplessly shook his head and said, "I'll let you off this time!" After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left.

After seeing Dean Pan leave, I heaved a sigh of relief. Turning my head to Su Yiyun, I said, "It's all thanks to you. Otherwise, the 3000 word review would have ended already."

Su Yiyun blinked at me and smiled, "With me here, Dean Pan will become a little mouse."

As Su Yiyun and I were laughing at each other, Cheng Shuyun walked past me and stopped. She slowly turned her head to look at me and pretended to be surprised, "Oh, Xiaoxiao, you haven't taken off your makeup yet? The left eyebrow is half gone. "

A single sentence drew the attention of all the students in the class, and they didn't take off their makeup. Didn't this mean that I didn't return home last night and instead went somewhere to put on my makeup?

I clenched my fist. My face was pale and for a moment, I didn't know how to reply to Cheng Shuyun. Su Yiyun pulled me over and blocked in front of me. She pointed at Cheng Shuyun and said, "It's none of your business. All I know is that I have nothing to do all day. "

Cheng Shuyun seemed to have heard some kind of joke as he laughed until tears were flowing out of his eyes. She pointed at me and said, "Jealous of her? What was there to be jealous of about Lin Xiaoxiao? Do you envy her for seducing your brother-in-law, or are you jealous that her big sister is someone who came out to sell? "

My heart was torn apart by these words. I raised my head and stared at Cheng Shuyun as I said word by word, "Cheng Shuyun, it's best if you don't take any action."

Cheng Shuyun shrugged and smiled disdainfully, "Am I wrong? Everyone saw it in the canteen that day, didn't they? "

As soon as she finished her sentence, Wu Qianqian and the others chimed in, "Yeah, Sister Lin Xiaoxiao is already at school."

After saying that, the students once again began discussing amongst themselves. They all looked at me strangely, with contempt and disgust. Even Su Yiyun became silent. She lowered her head and stood at the side without saying anything.

The clenched fists slowly loosened and my heart began to slowly wither. The sound of people whispering reached my ears like a sharp blade, slicing open my eardrums.

Everything seemed to have gone back to when I was a child. At that time, mother's identity was a murderer, and the person in front of me was also Cheng Shuyun. She looked down at me condescendingly, and the surrounding classmates all surrounded me with fear and disdain in their eyes, and they were all telling me to leave, saying that I was the daughter of a murderer. I denied it with all my might, but I slowly lost my confidence.

She quietly turned back to her seat and was about to sit down when Wu Qianqian, who was sitting in the front row, threw the book on my table onto the floor and said innocently, "Sorry, I didn't do it on purpose."

Clenching my fist, I glared at Wu Qianqian who was laughing out loud. She sneered: "What are you looking at? I already said that I didn't do it on purpose. "

Lowering my eyes, I slowly squat down and pick up the books on the floor one by one. However, people kept walking past me, knocking me to the ground.

"What a shameless woman, how dare she come to school?" Someone said in a loud voice.

"Yeah, it's so dirty."

"Scram, you won't even let your brother-in-law go."

Everyone's voices gradually grew louder. Very quickly, I was buried under their denouncement. I couldn't hold it in anymore. I abruptly pulled myself up, grabbed the bag beside my hand, and ran out.

In the distance, I heard cheers coming from the classroom behind me …

Tears ran down the corners of my eyes, and so they filled the road I had come from. The gossip was terrible, so easy to destroy what I had thought was an indestructible city.

At the very last moment when the security guards closed the school gates, I rushed out without any hesitation. From behind, the security guards shouted, "Hey, that student …"

Wiping away the tears at the corner of my eyes, I ran forward with all my might. Initially, I thought that the academy was a pure place, but it seems that there was no longer a need for me to stay here …

After running for a long time, I don't know where I ran to. When I was too tired to stop, I was standing in front of a tall building with tears flowing down my face. I looked around the unfamiliar surroundings helplessly.

Finally, I found a relatively quiet alleyway. At the entrance of the alleyway was an old granny's porridge shop. I touched my bag for the remaining 10 yuan. With tears in my eyes, I said to the old granny, "Old granny, a bowl of lean meat porridge."

The old granny looked at me and smiled. "Alright, child. Take a seat."

I leaned on the table, tears recklessly spilled down my face, grievance and humiliation corroded my brain, and every single harsh word from my classmates kept echoing in my ears, just like a sharp blade that kept stabbing into my heart, pulling it out and inserting it again, blood kept flowing out, and it couldn't heal.

The old granny placed the hot porridge on the table. Her callused hands gently caressed my heaving back. There was a trace of inexplicable comfort in her aged voice. She said, "Little girl, don't cry. Can crying solve the problem?"

I slowly raised my head and looked at the old granny with tears in my eyes. I raised my hand to wipe the tears at the corner of my eyes and said, choked with sobs, "Grandma, I'm sorry. It has affected your business …"

A kind smile appeared on the old granny's wrinkled face as she said, "Little girl, it's alright. After crying, you smile. Humans, just like the weather, can't always be rainy. It will clear up after the rain."