Chapter One

  You can't imagine and will never be able to imagine how different Zhang Xiaoxiao is when she goes crazy compared to her usual self.

  A clever little girl dyed her hair in seven colors and six hues. When put nicely, it's called fashionable; when put badly, it's called tacky, like a roadside chicken beckoning customers.

  Of course, saying this is not very nice of me. But after you see her, you won't disagree with the description.

  "Xiao Xiao, once you arrive at school and don't have any money, just give me a call and I'll send some over to you."

  It's not that you have to take good care of yourself, if someone bullies you, tell Dad and he'll reflect it to the teacher. Zhang Xiaoxiao just nodded, indicating she heard.

  She sat on her father's motorcycle, which was emitting black smoke, and arrived at the middle school an hour away from home. It was September 1st, and the southern wind in the afternoon still had a few degrees of dry heat. Zhang Xiaoxiao felt an indescribable taste in her heart, unsure whether it was reluctance or confusion about the life that was about to come.

  People are either bewildered or fearful of the unknown. It's unclear whether Zhang Xiaoxiao felt fear as she left home for the first time, but her eyes widened as she stared at the trees flying by in the distance, her soft hair dancing in the wind, and the stones under the wheels rolling around chaotically.

  She paid her tuition and arranged for her accommodation, then her father rode his bike back. Zhang Xiao held the 100 yuan her father had given her in her hand, sitting dazedly in a dormitory with 11 other people.

  The sound of washing clothes in the corridor downstairs still came up through three or four floors. The air was still filled with the smell of laundry detergent, soap and various damp smells. Everyone in Zhang Xiaoxiao's dormitory had gone out to buy things, so Zhang Xiaoxiao thought she would go for a stroll, and she put away her money and got out of bed.

  It's already six o'clock in the evening, and the sun in the south has not yet set.

  Zhang Xiaoxiao stood at the railing of the fourth floor, downstairs were two rows of faucets, next to the girls' dormitory building was the boys' dormitory, with only a 4-5 meter high pool in between. However, standing on the corridor could also see the scenes on both sides clearly.

  The girls on this side were washing their hair and brushing their clothes, but they were still second or third year students. They didn't seem to mind doing these things at all. However... Zhang Xiaoxiao felt a bit awkward. She turned her head to the right, unaware that the boys' dormitory was also on the right side, with two rows of faucets downstairs.

  Zhang Xiaoxiao's face turned red at this turn of events.

  It's not even autumn yet, but several boys were only wearing a pair of shorts, and after getting splashed with water, they started pouring it over their bodies. Their mouths were also making some kind of whistling sound. Zhang Xiaoxiao felt like she had seen something she shouldn't have, and her face turned beet red.

  Seeing several boys with bare arms and blushing faces, this is not surprising for Zhang Xiaoxiao, as it was her first time seeing such a scene, forgive her for being a innocent girl.

  But her blushing and fluster have caused trouble!

  On the balcony, there were shoes hung from the neighboring dormitory, wrapped in paper towels on the outside, and it was estimated that they were still dripping with water. Zhang Xiaoxiao's expression was already chaotic, and her movements were also unconscious. With a flick of her wrist, the two shoes flew down to the floor below. This was terrible! There were people downstairs!

  At that moment, Zhang Xiaoxiao didn't know what to do either. She looked down at the building below, hoping no one was hurt. But heaven did not grant her wish, and a group of people surrounded someone and came upstairs to find the perpetrator.

  Zhang Xiaoxiao apologized repeatedly, apart from apologizing, she didn't know what else to do.

  Some people always look at you with a proud princess-like attitude, while others always lower their heads and obey. You know what the proud princess thinks, and you also know what the humble person thinks, but sometimes, you can't change it.

  Zhang Xiaoxiao covered her face with five fingerprints, wondering why tears still didn't flow from her eyes. A group of people gathered to watch the commotion also dispersed, some hugging the proud school flower, others surrounding the beaten Xiaoxiao. No one stopped it, nor did anyone ask why. Except for a boy who said to Zhang Xiaoxiao: "Classmate, your shoelace is untied..."

  Zhang Xiaoxiao felt like crying, but there were too many people around and she couldn't cry. She looked up at the "school flower" walking away, while the boy with a flat head next to her reminded her that her shoelace was untied without showing any sympathy for her. How humiliating, Zhang Xiaoxiao thought, actually feeling more wronged in her heart, she also wanted to slap back at the girl who had slapped her, why did she have to apologize and still get hit, why did she have to be the one everyone picked on.

  Zhang Xiaoxiao didn't know that apart from looks, there's also power and money, but no conscience. A 14-year-old kid said that having a conscience is too much to ask for, but do you understand what it means to be complacent and show off?

  Zhang Xiaoxiao didn't understand. She returned to her dormitory, closed the door, covered herself with a quilt and started crying. Crying until she was dizzy and exhausted, after a long time, she fell asleep without caring about the wet pillowcase.

  She said that this school is not good, there are gangs formed in the school, bullying the weak, beating those who don't obey, and scolding those who don't please their eyes. Zhang Xiaoxiao stayed here for a day and learned something. It was just this point that made Zhang Xiaoxiao dislike this school and hate it here.

  The next morning, Zhang Xiaoxiao didn't eat anything and went to the classroom with her classmates. She had to get familiar with her classmates, teachers, and the surroundings. However, she didn't want to get to know anyone.

  The first class was an English lesson, and the head teacher was the English teacher, so basically everyone just got familiar with each other's faces, did self-introductions, and didn't have a formal lesson.

  Zhang Xiaoxiao noticed the boy with a flat head who said her shoelace was untied yesterday. When he went up to introduce himself, Xiaoxiao recognized him and his name is Lin Qi. So when the teacher asked everyone to remember five people's names, Xiaoxiao, who couldn't even remember the names of her dormitory members, remembered Lin Qi's name.

  It's really strange.

  The first impression of a person is very important, and Zhang Xiaoxiao's first impression of Lin Qi was inexplicably good. It seemed like everyone would bully her, but Lin Qi wouldn't be the same. Among so many onlookers, only he spoke up, and only he remembered. Doesn't every person have an instinct to pursue their origins?

  At least, Xiaoxiao was like this. Xiaoxiao sat in the second group, and Wei Hui from the same dormitory sat together. Lin Qi, wearing a yellow shirt, sat in the fifth group, a little far away. Xiaoxiao thought, being friends with Lin Qi wouldn't be bad either?

  Lin Qi didn't look at her either, probably couldn't recall that the girl who was beaten up yesterday was now sitting in the same class as him. A casual remark, who would have thought that someone would take it to heart, except for Xiao Xiao who had cried herself tired.

  When it was Lin Qi's turn, Lin Qi didn't check his own name. Xiao Xiao felt a little disappointed inside. She flipped through the English book she had sent last night, but she didn't recognize the English words either and wondered how others learned to speak a foreign language. Xiao Xiao wrote her name on it, looked at the pictures in the book, lost interest and put the book aside.

  The morning class passed quickly, and it was time for lunch. Xiao Xiao took her lunch box and walked to the cafeteria, where the school's broadcast system was playing a song by Phoenix Legend. Xiao Xiao recognized this song, which was called "Waiting for Love's Rose". She had heard it from her father before.

  The canteen was crowded, with six windows full of people. Xiao Xiao came alone, while the others from her dormitory had already formed groups of three or four the night before, leaving Xiao Xiao by herself. She was very nervous, afraid of running into the girl who had hit her yesterday and also unsure of how to swipe her card. It's really just like I was back then.