Exclusive Memory Chapter 7 Part 6

Because of my mother's special occupation, I could hear from her the past of some women serving sentences in prisons from her.

It is said that a large part of the crime committed by women is for the sake of family or love.

My mother often used a famous saying to describe them- sorrow for their misfortune, anger for their indisputable anger. (I know I got this one wrong lol)

I don't know if Zhao Xiaotang had these words in her mind when she slapped Song Qiqi. She likes to be alone, and there are four people in the dormitory. It feels like she doesn't like to be with us very much, so she is a little alienated emotionally.

However, when she hit Song Qiqi and cried like us, I understood that there are so many people in the world who like to hide their emotions.

Many people saw what happened that day, so there was a lot of noise, people talked a lot, and once it was passed on, it was spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and the messages were flying all over the sky.

Xiao Zheng's wife insisted that the school expel Song Qiqi, otherwise the name of University A would be reported. According to someone's report, her original words were: "Let all walks of life see, what famous schools and talented women are full of dirty water."

The department did not express a position, so he asked Song Qiqi to suspend classes for a few days first, reflect well, and wait for the opinions to be handled.

For the past few days, she never went out, either lying in bed or sitting in a chair in a daze. Her mother was also on the train from her hometown to City A.

The counselor was afraid that she would be overwhelmed, and asked us to watch her before her mother arrived at school.

Carrying Song Qiqi on her back, Bai Lin asked, "What if Qiqi is really expelled?"

"It won't happen." I comforted her without any confidence.

"Is there anything on this in the school rules?" Bai Lin asked again.

"I don't know, I didn't pay attention before." I sighed.

Bai Lin said, "Let's think of a way for her together. Bu, if she is really expelled, what future will she talk about in this life...”

The first thing that came to my mind was Secretary Wu, who usually cared for me very much and was amiable. But he has been holding meetings in the field since the beginning of school, and he can't manage it here.

The second one is Chen Ting.

Chen Ting said: "I can only try it, after all, the influence is too bad."

After I thanked him, I was about to leave, but he stopped me again.

He said: "Xue Tong, tell Song Qiqi that I hope she can turn around. Such feelings are not love at all. That man is not qualified to mention the word love in front of her. Fortunately, he changed careers a few years ago, otherwise he would not be fit to be a teacher."

"Thank you Teacher Chen. We have been persuading her." Chen Ting is a good person.

He also said: "The affection she had for that man in middle school was just a kind of dependence on older men, and she was just yearning for fatherly love. The essence is just like this, it's not what love is."

After he finished speaking, he gave me a meaningful look.

In those days, I thought a lot.

Song Qiqi's parents are both workers. Her mom was very beautiful, sang well, and was a famous beauty in the factory when she was young. And Father Song is a colleague in one of her workshops, and his appearance is not pretty. But her mother thought he was nice and honest. But I didn't expect that honest people were always afraid that their wives would steal people outside, so after getting married, as long as Mother Song talked to any man more, it would definitely be a fist and foot when she came home.

After Song Qiqi was born, Father Song's temper continued unabated. Later, a relative inadvertently said that Song Qiqi did not look like him, so he even more suspected that his daughter was not his own flesh and blood, and took out on Song Qiqi out of anger whenever it didn't go his way.

Over the years, there is almost no affection between father and daughter.

Therefore, Chen Ting concluded that Song Qiqi's love for Xiao Zheng is actually a desire for her father's love, and it is not completely unreasonable.

What about me?

How similar I am to Song Qiqi.

Later, after mediation by the three parties, Song Qiqi was given a demerit penalty. In view of the impact of the situation, the school asked her mother to take her home, suspended classes for three months, and stopped her scholarship and all personal honor declarations.

Every time I see Song Qiqi's empty bed, I don't know how, I actually have a sad feeling of dead fox.

After calmly thinking for more than a week, I finally made up my mind to ask Mu Chenghe to meet at Starbucks, which is where I ran into Xiao Zheng and Song Qiqi a few months ago.

This time, I arrived early and sat in the same position where Song Qiqi used to sit, watching the endless flow of vehicles and pedestrians outside.

That day I had dinner with him and Chen Ting, and most of it was Chen Ting talking to me.

I have always felt that Mu Chenghe is not a taciturn person.

But that day, he spoke very little, sometimes looking at me and Chen Ting, like a bystander, rarely joining our topic.

Among them, we talked about the teacher who filled the meal card in the third cafeteria in the West District.

I said angrily: "That chubby teacher, if you give him a hundred yuan and need change, he will throw the money out and say in a nasty tone that there is no change. Then if you take five yuan and make it twenty Yuan, go to him to recharge the card, he will still push the money out of the window impatiently, asking someone to take the whole money. Tell me, what exactly does he want?"

Chen Ting smiled happily, "Is it? Fortunately, every time I take the whole money to top up a hundred. ”

I turned my face and asked, "Has Teacher Mu met that person?"

He didn't answer, just smiled. Even a small problem, refused to approach me with words.

Until Chen Ting came out to smooth things over.

On MSN, on the contrary, I talk to him more casually.

Therefore, I always felt that he should know something and deliberately avoid me.

After a while, Mu Chenghe arrived as promised.

I quickly stood up and asked, "What do you want to drink? I'll go buy it."

Before coming here, she had been trained by Bai Lin in advance. She said that Starbucks needs to go to the counter to pay first, and then serve it to the seat by herself, just like McDonald's. She told me to remember it, so as not to be like a bumpkin and make a joke.

Probably because my movements were too intense, which made Mu Chenghe stunned.

He said, "I'll go.”

"No! I'm treating you today. What do you drink?"

Seeing me insist, he didn't continue to argue with me, so he said, "Whatever, as long as it's not too bitter."

Then I was at the cash register, tilted my head and looked at the price list for a long time, only to feel dazzled, and finally said to the waiter: "I want coffee that is not bitter." "After saying it, I felt that my words were quite brain-dead.

The waiter smiled and said, "We recently launched a new product, Black Cherry Mocha, which is relatively sweet."

"Then I'll buy two."

"Excuse me, what size do you want, large, medium or small?"

I asked another humiliating question: "Is the price the same?" ”

"It's different."

"Then I want a small cup."

"Two small cups of black cherry mocha, a total of 60 yuan, do you need anything else?"

"No more..." I took out money from my wallet with difficulty, and returned to my seat with two cups of coffee, feeling my heart was bleeding. If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't pretend to be aloof.

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