"Ding ling ling...," the last day of school this semester finally came to an end with the ringing of the bell. The students flew out of the school like little birds escaping from a cage. Happiness could be so simple, and I was particularly excited inside, riding my bicycle super fast, weaving through the crowd. So I became a line of scenery on campus, dressed in a black school uniform, with long, shiny black hair flying in the air, like a black butterfly.
At the intersection near the school, I was ecstatic. Looking back at the school gate, my face twitched from happiness, and the indescribable expression was beyond words! Thinking about the cakes made by mom, hot and fragrant... saliva couldn't help but flow. The advantage of vacation is that I can merge with the sofa at night, munching on my cute snacks. And during nighttime internet use, mom won't suddenly stand behind me, wu, wu... I want to cry! They're ruining my mood as a nocturnal animal. No need to review until late at night, with pitifully little playtime. My catchphrase has become: "People are thinner than chrysanthemums!" Mom keeps giving me meaningful looks, saying, "This is the most popular weight-loss product of the season. My swimming ring can't even fall off, and you're still bragging there. You don't know how lucky you are, girl!" Each time, I can only bitterly smile, thinking I should thank mom, or else beautiful clothes hanging on me would be a waste!
"Bang", my bicycle collided with the rear of a black car. My body involuntarily leaned forward, and both the bike and I fell to the ground. The pain was unbearable. Opening my eyes, stars were floating above my head, occasionally with a few black chickens flying by. In my eyes, chickens can all fly, and they fly higher than the sky. My whimsical self always imagines if the moment chickens turn into phoenixes, will the world change color? Will the sky turn pink, and the earth blue? That would definitely make me happy!
The calm before the storm was about to break. I might as well lie down comfortably! Today's sun is too proud; let it weaken these guys' morale first. Just as I was preparing to pretend to faint and wait for medical compensation, something in my heart shattered.
"This car belongs to our boss, and you scratched it." The boy on the left rushed over, grabbing my collar and glaring fiercely.
A time bomb was about to explode next to my heart. I slowly got up from the ground, sweating palms, trembling body. I could only cover my inner fear with "hehe". But these guys were too ruthless, not gentle at all to a little girl, not understanding to cherish beauty. What a tall brute!
"Big deal, just pay money, why be so fierce?" I retaliated, shaking off the hand in front of me and said. There was a hint of joy in my heart; saying tough words felt so good.
"Can you afford it? You removed the paint, it's worth at least a few thousand bucks." The fat guy in the middle walked over quickly. The distance between his feet was unimaginable, maybe just my illusion.
"How expensive is that? Can you give me a discount?" I forced out a smile and asked. Thinking in my heart what kind of brand-name item it was, so expensive, almost priceless!
"You're haggling, if you can't pay, I'll have to report to our boss, and see how he deals with you. Whether it's the new semester or vacation, if we run into you, you'll know the consequences." The boy on the right said. He's really a wolf in human skin, why so fierce? I cursed him thousands of times in my heart.
I was then contemplating whether to say I have no money, but I have a life. But since it's an old line, I didn't dare to speak, fearing loss of face and inviting those fools' sneers.
I stood silently there, feeling like a jar of mixed flavors had been overturned. Seeing that I wasn't responding, they whispered secrets in my ear, then drove away soon. Before leaving, they didn't forget to glare at me, sticking a 'pig' hand out of the window, shouting: "Goodbye little sister, we'll definitely come find you."
These guys went too far, calling me little sister. Their age is similar to mine, why call me that? Just because I'm only 1.60 meters tall? I was seething with anger, stomping my feet.
Picking up the fallen bicycle, I didn't expect the screw to be loose, and the wheel fell off, rolling on the ground. Holding the wheel in my left hand, dragging the bicycle with my right, it took an hour to get home. On the way, I lost all my dignity; classmates covered their mouths laughing at such a foolish me.
On the second day of the holiday, I went shopping with my mom, my heart uneasy. Holding mom's hand, I still felt cold inside. Then, a car came driving towards us. How familiar this model looked, getting closer, I recognized the license plate number. It was the car I had scratched! I couldn't help but open my mouth wide, hiding behind mom and peeking. It was the fat guy who got out of the car, opening the back door, a handsome boy stepped out. He was 1.80 meters tall, with a fair and rosy face, adorned with big eyes like black grapes, flashing brightly, sharp eyebrows like swords. His white fingers were especially slim. A suit hung on him, looking incredibly cool, like a big star. They walked straight into a restaurant, I stuck my head out, sighing in relief. They weren't here to collect debts; that handsome boy might be the leader of those guys, otherwise, why would the fat guy open the door for him...
What should I do? Looks like I have to stay home for a few years, but everything can be abandoned except for studies. Imagining myself being beaten up with bruises all over, it would truly be disgraceful. Perhaps this is the "attribute" of Libra - nothing matters more than image!
During the holidays, while wandering on QQ, I met a kind person - someone from our school. He typed very fast, in no time, large chunks of text came over. From the text, I saw his surprise, but also realized he was a big kid. During that time, he taught me how to deal with those young hoodlums. Being on the same side as him gave me an inexplicable excitement!
I jokingly said, "After the mission succeeds, I'll definitely reward you." Saying this, my heart felt sweet, developing a strong interest in this boy, curiosity naturally arose.
He always sent a smile :) "Save it, what good stuff can you give me. Well, go ahead and k me!" At first, I didn't know what this meant. I just equated k with hitting!