Chapter 3

I didn't dare to touch his eyes. I lowered my head and whispered, "not so much!" I feel more and more sour in my heart. I can't afford uncle Lin's love for me. I just want Miaomiao to come back soon. I hope uncle Yang will give Miaomiao all his love.

However, uncle Yang always exceeded my psychological load. After listening to my words, he was still very friendly: "it doesn't matter. No matter what university you are studying in, as long as you can get a university diploma, you can do it!"

I forced to bear the tears in my eyes, slowly raised my head, looked at Uncle Yang, choked: "why?"

Uncle Yang took out another cigarette and took a puff. Then he said slowly, "this is what I promised your father. What he regrets most in his life is that he didn't study well, so that he made a mistake that made him regret for life. So he wants you to study well in University and have a good future. Don't go his old way!"

Hearing my father, my heart couldn't help shaking again. A feeling of yearning suddenly hit me. I hoarse and desolate: "Uncle Yang, what did my father do? Why can't I even visit a prison these years?"

Uncle Yang stopped and said, "nothing. He's just making atonement for his mistakes. Xiao Luo, don't worry. Your father will come out. So you should study hard and don't let your father down!"

I always know a little about what uncle Yang said, but I know very well that uncle Yang's unrepentant efforts over the years are due to my father. Although I feel that his kindness to me is too heavy and heavy, which makes me feel uncomfortable, I have only one choice in order not to disappoint my father who is in prison and uncle Yang. So I bit my teeth and nodded solemnly to Uncle Yang.

During the summer vacation, I blocked myself in my home all day. I ignored the outside world completely, as if isolated from the world. I also felt that I became more introverted and self abased.

Summer vacation time, fleeting, soon ushered in the day of the beginning of school.

On the day when I left my hometown, I didn't ask Uncle yang to send me away because I wanted to learn to be independent. I just told uncle yang to take good care of myself in my absence, and then I set foot on the road to university.

I came to the railway station alone. During the rush hour of school, the railway station was like a disordered market with various people crowded. Uncle Yang dragged me to buy a hard seat. It took me more than 30 hours to get a hard seat. I moved when I went to the toilet. There were too many people and it was not very convenient to do anything.

Along the way, my mood was very complicated, with ambition and expectation. In fact, I was looking forward to a new life. The city of my hometown has left me too much trauma. Since I entered uncle Yang's house, I have no happiness and no friends. Students who have lived in the same class for three years do not want to have any intersection with me. In other people's eyes, I am just a waste, a mangy dog. Until the end of the college entrance examination, I have been living in a person's world, and my heart is always lonely.

I think, perhaps to the new environment, in the place where no one knows me, I can also live a normal life, I can also find three or two friends, talk, chat, after learning, easy to play!

With this expectation, I came to my university, came to this completely strange city, began my university life.

The school I studied in is a third rate University, which is also known as the pheasant university. The atmosphere on campus is erosive and the students are various. They don't like to study, but only like to compare and show off.

It is said that in such a university, most of the men are gangsters, and the women are also the type of little sister. The teachers are just the same for them. They often fight, and the school leaders turn a blind eye to this.

Just beginning a period of time, I experienced more than half a month of military training, because of my poor health, I have been in poor condition, feel like I am going to die, but I still reluctantly adhere to it.

My major is politics department. There are 45 students in the class. There are only six boys in my class. In this shady class, my family background is not good and my appearance is not outstanding. Unconsciously, I have become the object of dislike.

Although this university is far away from my hometown, although the people in the university are no longer those people at the beginning, I still can't escape the fate of being hated by people. I can clearly feel that this is a garbage university student in my eyes, and everyone hates me.

I didn't expect others to have any good attitude towards me, and I didn't have the mood to care about the eyes of unrelated people. I still live alone in my own world, eating alone, reading in the library, walking in the school garden, hiding in a quiet corner, ignoring anyone or anything, just living in the self In my own little world.

Occasionally, I take the mobile phone that uncle Yang sent me to call him and give him a good report. In addition, I hardly speak. Even if I don't provoke anyone, I can't help hearing some unpleasant words and seeing some disgusting eyes.

In the eyes of others, maybe I am the air, or maybe I am an eyesore thorn. The environment makes me look like autism. My sensitive heart can feel that many people reject me. In order not to hinder other people's eyes, I always hide in the most corner position, whether in class or eating. Even walking, I choose a quiet road to walk, in the eyes of many people, I am a freak!I should learn to be independent when I am wandering away from Uncle Yang's protection. Although uncle Yang treats me like a son, I feel that from the day I left home, I will no longer ask for a cent like Uncle Yang. I will make money to support myself.

Thinking of this, I immediately began to find a part-time job in school. My wish was so firm, but the reality was so cruel. I asked every shop in the school's business street and went to every canteen. Finally, no one would accept me. No one was willing to accept me, but I didn't give up.

How many times of bumping, countless sarcasm, the reality can break the fragile soul, but can not easily break the strong will, I drag the body of the weak to keep looking, and constantly adhere to, finally, God opened his eyes.

I found a job in a small restaurant near the school. I was responsible for delivering meals. The boss was from Northeast China. They knew that I was a student and only asked me to come to work when I had time. They didn't know whether they looked at me pitifully or really lacked talents. Although the salary was not high, I was still very grateful. Now it's the peak of school opening. The restaurant business is very hot. I'm very busy when I come here. However, it seems that I'm quick to do my work. In order to make a living, I have to stick to it no matter how busy I am. In addition, I can help my boss keep accounts. After seeing my patient like performance, the boss also offered me 200 yuan in salary.

In this way, day after day, as long as there is no class every day, I go to the hotel and do what I can to do to earn more money.

Time passed quickly, I have been working in a restaurant for more than a month, the boss has already believed me. This day, it was a weekend. I had no class. I was helping in the back kitchen as usual. Suddenly, the only two waiters in the restaurant ran to the kitchen nervously and said that there was a disturbance in the restaurant in front of me. They came here to hide. The chef next to me rushed to call the boss. However, I was still cutting my radish seriously, just trying to do my duty and others It's none of my business.

I pretended to be very calm on the surface, but I was praying in my heart that those people would not hit the kitchen to bring harm to the innocent. I didn't want to break the quiet days that I finally got. However, when the radish was cut to half, my body suddenly stopped like being shocked. A burst of familiar cry penetrated into my eardrum and entered into my mind. I forced myself The calm heart began to beat violently. As in the evil, I put down the kitchen knife in my hand without hesitation and quickly walked out of the kitchen.

At the moment, the restaurant is in a mess. I stop in the corner and look at the crowd nervously. When I see the girl in white, I can't help shaking all over again. I don't think I will have her in my life any more. I think I can say goodbye to the embarrassing past, but how can I expect her to rush out of the blue again In my sight.

The accident came so quietly that you couldn't stop it. Who knows, this girl in white will exist in my past and change my future.

In the years since my father left, my life has been gray, but in this gray, there is an unknown bright spot. It is her who has triggered my cognition of love and opened my heart.

And she, has always been the purest goddess in my heart, sacred and inviolable. Since junior high school, I have been in the same class with her. Her skin is white and tender, her facial features are delicate, and her appearance is sweet. She is like a fairy in the painting. Her personality is quiet and spotless. She has a good academic record and family background, but she is not proud. She is very kind and gentle. She is the only girl in the school who looks me in the eye and is also the only ornament in my dark life. However, knowing that we can't, I just look at her from a distance, never to blaspheme.

Although she and I have been classmates for six years, we haven't had any intersection, and we haven't even said a word. I know very well that she is a white swan flying in the sky, and I'm just a waste that is despised by others. I won't think about what happened with her. I know myself well, I don't even have the qualification to daydream.

My love for her, I have been hiding in the bottom of my heart for a long time, it is also my first good, but also my most precious memory.

However, I laughed. I didn't expect that fate would play such a joke with me again. In a distant and strange city, an ordinary restaurant, I met her again after a long time. She was still the pure and sweet goddess in my mind, but I was a poor student who worked as a part-time worker.

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