Wicked Old Woman (2)

  That day's sky was unusually azure, without a single cloud in sight. When the sunlight shone on my body, I unexpectedly felt like sleeping and being lazy, not wanting to go to school. But I thought that going to school was still better than being brutally abused by this old woman every day...

  "Marfisa, get up! Do you want to be late for registration on the first day of school? If you don't want to attend high school and instead keep me company, this old lady is more than happy to have you. And it's not bad that I can make you do chores for free either... Hehe..."

  The old woman's smile was a gloomy one, her pupils were green, so sometimes in the dark I would even scold her as an old witch.

  Old monster! Old monster!

  Her green eyes flashed with a hint of weird light, and she looked at me with a mocking face, shouting: "What? Are we really going to be idle vagrants? Do you want to accompany this old lady forever?"

  So I suddenly sat up in bed and put on my clothes and shoes and socks and was about to leave immediately.

  What a joke! Accompanying an old hag like you? You think I'd accompany someone like you? Dream on! Haha!

  When I got to the entrance, I felt like I had forgotten something again. Uh? No way! Did I forget to bring something?!

  An old woman suddenly appeared in front of me, threw a paper bag into my arms, and with a glint of concern and reluctance in her eyes, scolded: "Oh dear! You're so big now, how can you still be so careless and forgetful? This is not good!"

  Her tone was no longer the same as when she used to speak to herself with a hint of sarcasm, but rather deep concern.

  Oh my god! I must have seen it wrong! Hehe...

  But even so, I have to go...

  Bye! Stinky old woman, this girl is finally free, haha!

  The air flows freely, and one's mind becomes more open. Will the future that awaits be a different life?

  High school in the city!

  I left with a heart full of illusions...

  What I didn't know was that the withered old woman behind me was standing against the wind, watching her own distant back view gradually disappear...

  In the days of staying with an old woman, even seeing a broom would give me a phobia. But when I arrived at that Sacred High School, my heart was filled with fear instead. Looking at the girls coming and going, all dressed up and looking beautiful, for the first time I felt that staying with the old woman wasn't so terrifying after all...

  But around me now...

  Many people have passed through...

  So many buses...

  So many pedestrians...

  The cars parked in front of the school...

  Those lovely and cute girls who happily hold hands with young boys...

  All of this I have never experienced before...

  Old woman, have I really been treated by you to become cheap? Why do I miss you so much at this time?

  I'm indeed an M sadist!

  How humble!

  "Hey, classmate! Are you here to report? A boy wearing the deep blue uniform of Saint Michael's High School walked over, smiling at me: "So cute! I'll take you to the dorm!"

  Dormitory?

  Boy?

  The old woman once told me...

  No! It should be what she muttered to me that night before I fell asleep...

  "If a boy deliberately approaches you and invites you somewhere, don't pay attention to him, that kind of boy is very bad!"

  Then...

  A slap landed on the boy's face...

  The teams around me who were welcoming the newborns also stared at me in shock, and there were whispers of amazement from the crowd...

  "Ah! It hurts!" The boy was shocked, covering his nose in pain and glaring at me with resentment, saying: "Girls these days are indeed not to be judged by their appearance! Cute on the outside but with a heart full of thorns, just like a scorpion!"

  I ignored him...

  But as I continued walking, I discovered a very serious problem...

  Uh... by the way, where is my dormitory?! Hehe...

  Is this guy an idiot? Plus he's also a road idiot!

  But I was afraid of losing face and didn't dare to turn back and talk to that boy again...

  The original welcoming team for new students had already been left far behind by me due to the earlier incident!

  Call me to eat humble pie and continue to look for the first person in that group to ask for directions. Just kidding, I don't eat humble pie... nor do I pull back customers!

  But...

  What a joke! This school is too big!

  It's really like a dream, with buildings that look like palaces one after another. What's the point of being so extravagant when there's nothing going on? The school's board of directors must be eating too much and getting bored! They completely disregard the hard work and sweat of the masses!

  I was led by my own dreams, and I stumbled upon a very old library...

  Management guru Peter F. Drucker said: "In the 21st century, the most valuable assets of an organization will be the knowledge workers within it and their productivity."

  And this library with a century-long history has everywhere red-colored European-style floor and bookshelves full of nostalgic flavor...

  There are many out-of-print books, like those software books that have been discontinued, can be found here... This place is truly an academic paradise, a hub of human relationships! Hehe...

  At the exit, you don't need to show any borrowing certificate, but directly press your fingerprint, which means fingerprint is like a card swipe.

  But...

  I'm newborn, how can my fingerprints be on file?!

  So it's all over, and dreams are just dreams after all!

  "Hey! Country bumpkin! You're blocking my way!" The self, still dragging the suitcase, was thoroughly brought back to reality at this time.

  Pigs? Someone actually scolded me for being a 'country bumpkin', but look at yourself, still wearing those flashy clothes that are typical of the countryside. Compared to those book-smart seniors, I'm indeed a bit more rustic, haha...

  As he slowly turned around, he saw...

  My goodness! Is this an angel?

  Angel! You really are blonde and blue-eyed! Hehe...

  He was a slender young man with sun-kissed hair at his forehead.

  Her eyes sparkled with curiosity as if shining like stars...

  He was holding a thick and heavy book...

  Wow! What's the title of that book? Sorry, I only know local languages and English. What kind of book is this with text similar to Arabic script?!

  But that's not what I'm thinking about now!

  When she looked up at him again, she found that his azure eyes, like the sky, really had a hint of impatience! Oh! No! It was a lot, a lot of impatience!

  "You're really a country bumpkin! What are you doing here? If you're looking for food, go back home early! Saint Mihara High School isn't a refugee camp!" He looked at me with disdain, his eyes seeming to regard me as some kind of filth, as if he wanted to eradicate the person in front of him immediately...