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"But isn't the woman in the Chinese teacher's family mentally retarded? He has to hire a caregiver for his daughter on weekdays, and his salary subsidy is very small. How come he has so much money to pay for your tuition and materials fees?"

The female classmate whispered something in her ear, but she seemed not to hear it and continued to chew the bun silently.

But, this steamed bun is really choking.

In morning reading class.

Yi Li stood there and read extracurricular prose poems with her classmates to cultivate their sense of language.

"I hear echoes from the valley and from my heart
  Harvest empty souls with a lonely sickle

Constantly repeating the decision, and repeating the happiness

There will always be an oasis swaying in the desert

I believe in myself

born like bright summer flowers
  Undefeated and undefeated, demon rule like fire

bear the burden of heartbeat and burden of breathing

Never get tired of it..."

"Yili, come out."

The Chinese teacher stood in front of her with a smile and gave her a thick envelope.

"I'm not so kind to help you. I'm afraid that your poor Chinese scores will affect the grades of our class. Study hard, and if you don't have enough money, tell me and stop trying to make money by climbing over the wall."

"I can't."

Yili rejected him.

"You've already given enough, I don't deserve this."

"Once a teacher, always a father. I don't want you to lose your future because of money. Yi Li, you are worth it. Stop comparing yourself to ants. Your future has unlimited possibilities."

Yi Li looked at the picture passing in front of him and continued walking.

The total is two thousand three hundred and fifty-eight yuan.

She counted them many times.

She memorized this number many times.

It can be two thousand yuan, it can be one thousand yuan, but it cannot be two thousand three hundred and fifty-eight yuan.

She's not worth a person's total effort.

Because she will abandon the person who treats her well at any time.

She's just a heartless, cold-blooded monster.

Hypocritical, disgusting, and despicable. When she is at a disadvantage, she smashes all her pride and just wants to survive. When she stands on a high platform and controls the overall situation, she will kill everyone. She does not recognize her relatives, is cold and ruthless.

She can be a wild dog, a jackal, a tiger or a leopard, or a poisonous tongue, but she cannot be a loyal dog.

A man appeared not far away from Yili. He was a Mediterranean man, tall and fat, with a kind face and kind eyes. He was holding a glass can from Lao Ganma, which contained five yuan and forty packs of green tea stolen from him.

"Yili, why are you here again? Go back to class quickly."

He waved his hand to Yi Li, beckoning her to go back.

She paused in her progress, but continued walking forward as if she hadn't seen him.

"Are you worthy of what I have done for you?"

His face became furious and he scolded Yi Li.

"If I knew that you were such a stubborn person, I shouldn't have helped you. If it weren't for you, my daughter wouldn't have been hit by a car on the way to deliver balloons to you!"

Yi Li's progress stopped.

Her gloomy eyes were now frighteningly dark.

"you are wrong."

Yi Li walked forward slowly.

"Have I asked you to help me? Have I asked you to help me? Have I asked you for anything? Why do you think that the things you do are for my own good? The warmth you impose on me, you ask Am I willing to accept it?"

Yi Li looked at him and asked paranoidly.

"I don't need anyone's care. I would rather die by myself. Do you think I will be happy and grateful? No, you just want to tame me, tame me in the name of salvation and make me feel warm. It makes me unbearable the cold and makes me lose the courage to fight."

"Besides, I don't think I can afford a fake thing."

Yi Li took out a cannon barrel and carried it on his body.

"Now, I hate you for peeking into my memory and using these things to laugh at my things."

Bang!
  She blew this place to pieces.

The surrounding area collapsed due to too many holes.

"Goodbye, don't look back, you idiot."

Yi Li stepped into one of the white light groups and returned to the door of the room.

Just as he got used to the light, he felt a sharp dagger being pressed against his neck.

"Little Li!"

"Ms. Huang, calm down!"

Yi Li could only see the current situation clearly after adapting to the light.

These three are pretty awesome, and they came out so quickly. However, things are not going well for Ms. Huang who has taken her hostage.

"You all get out of here! Don't come near me! Otherwise I will kill Yi Li!"

"Ms. Huang, please calm down and don't get too excited."

"Calm down! How can you tell me to calm down! It's not enough for you to kill my child, you also want to force me to death and make us completely forgotten to cover up your sins, right?"

Ms. Huang yelled angrily.

The sharp dagger in her hand accidentally cut the skin on Yili's neck.

She felt a slight sting on her neck.

Red blood flowed out.

Extra eye-catching.

"Ms. Huang, please don't be so nervous. Xiaoli is still young and cannot withstand being scared. Thinking about you being a mother too, do you want your child to be held hostage like this like Xiaoli? She is already injured. Ms. Huang!”

After hearing this, Ms. Huang lowered her head to look, but while she was distracted, Yi Li removed the dagger, and a silver handcuff clicked on her wrist. She just wanted to use her ability but found that she couldn't use it.

"What did you do?"

Ms. Huang was immediately controlled by Duan Hao and Yan Jin. She looked at Yi Li in disbelief.

Yi Li pretended to be innocent: "Auntie, I just want you to calm down and avoid making bigger mistakes."

Ms. Huang sneered: "I always thought you were just a child, but it turns out you are not a simple thing either."

"I am not a simple person to begin with." Yi Li touched the scratched neck: "I am a human being, but I don't know if you are still a human being now. You are the one who should be something not simple. "

Ms. Huang: "..."

She was almost mad at Yi Li in front of her.

"We have her under control and will immediately send someone to escort her to the base for custody and interrogation."

Ms. Huang tried to struggle, but was held down tightly.

"Let me go, you bastards!"

"Aunt Huang, please make it clear that we are not the ones who killed your family. We are the messengers to maintain world peace and the heroes to save the future." Xuezha squatted down and bandaged Yili briefly while complaining. road.

"Messenger? Hero? Bah! You are robbers! Bandits! Liars! I tell you, even if I die, I will not do what you want!"

Ms. Huang was so excited that she cursed.

She wished she could tear off a few pieces of their flesh with her mouth to relieve her anger.

"Ms. Huang, if we really want to kill you, do you still have a chance to talk to us and insult us now?"

Yan Jing asked her helplessly.

Born like summer flowers
  Author: Rabindranath Tagore

I hear echoes from valleys and hearts

Harvest empty souls with a lonely sickle

Constantly repeating the decision, and repeating the happiness

There will always be an oasis swaying in the desert

I believe in myself

born like bright summer flowers
  Undefeated and undefeated, demon rule like fire

bear the burden of heartbeat and burden of breathing

Be happy
  I hear music from the moonlight and the body

auxiliary extreme bait to capture ethereal beauty

Life is full of intensity and innocence
  There are always memories throughout the world

I believe in myself

Die like a quiet autumn leaf

Neither prosperous nor chaotic, the posture is like smoke

Even if it withers, it still retains the pride of plumping muscles and clearing bones.
  Mysterious and mysterious
  I hear love, I believe in love

Love is a pool of struggling cyanobacteria
  like a gentle breeze

Through my bleeding veins

Faith that lasts for years

I believe everything can be heard

Even foresee separation and meet another self

And some moments cannot be grasped

No matter how much you wander around, what's gone will never come back.

Please see the hairpin on my head,
  Blooming along the way
  I often miss something,
  Deeply moved by the wind, frost, rain and snow
  Prajnaparamita, one sound after another

Life is like summer flowers, death is like autumn leaves

Still care about what you have