Reckless Youth of Delinquency

Zou Yang still refused to get out, no, still didn't leave. He followed me shamelessly, as if he knew me well and knew that I was scolding him harshly, but he would not hit him. After all, he had just done me a great favor and treated me with respect throughout.

"Wang Hao, you have to go, you have to go." Zou Yang walked around to my left for a while, and to my right for a while.

"Why do I have to go?" I squinted at him.

"Because..." Zou Yang said with a smile on his face, "Li Shanman will also go..."

My head went numb, as if it had suddenly broken. Immediately afterwards, his hands and feet became numb and motionless.

Li Shanman, the girl I had a crush on in junior high school. She is the most popular girl in our class. Many boys, including me, like her, including Sun Dafei, Zhang Weining, and Jiang Zirui. When she was in junior high school, Li Shanman was always surrounded by boys. They were treated the same as Xia Xue when she was in Cheng High School, and they were all recognized as quasi-class beauties. There is a particularly popular girl and a particularly popular boy in every class. Like, every class has a particularly bullied student.

Li Shanman is a very cute girl, she speaks softly, has a sweet smile, and is polite to others. She likes to wear pink clothes, with shiny hairpins on her hair, and her shoes are always clean. She is the goddess in the hearts of the boys in the class and also the goddess in my heart.

However, because I am the most bullied boy in the class, Li Shanman has always been very cold towards me, and will even deliberately keep a certain distance from me, as if I am a stinking mess left by a drunkard on the street. Everyone avoids the vomit.

Once in a Chinese class, the teacher asked the students to memorize each other's texts, so everyone took the opportunity to rush around in their seats. That was the first time I was so close to Li Shanman. I carefully sat down one seat away from her, pretending to be concentrating on memorizing the text, but I kept glancing at her with my eyes. What a beautiful girl! I sighed in my heart, her eyes were as bright as fireflies, her eyelashes were as soft and slender as bird feathers, and her face was as white and smooth as a doll...

I have never expected to have such a beautiful girl. Even now, being able to see her up close makes me feel very happy. As I watched her more and more, Li Shanman finally discovered my existence and evil intentions. She frowned slightly, showing a bored look, stood up with her Chinese book, and walked to another place at least ten seats away.

There are ten seats between us, but the distance of only ten meters makes me feel as far away as ten galaxies.

I don’t know how many boys had the same experience as me when they were young, watching the girl they liked flirting with other boys wantonly, but I didn’t even have a chance to say a word to her. It makes me sad just thinking about it. In that class, I was ten places away from Li Shanman and ten galaxies away from Li Shanman. I shed tears for a full forty minutes. Later, the Chinese teacher whipped me up to memorize the text. I stuttered and couldn't recite a word, and the class was filled with sarcastic laughter. But what does this mean? Compared with Li Shanman’s indifference and alienation towards me, what does it mean?

Even so, I am still obsessed with Li Shanman, just like a humble beggar obsessed with a noble princess. All the feelings I had during my first three years of junior high school were devoted to her alone. The scene of appearing in front of Li Shanman wearing a famous brand and driving a BMW will always only exist in my fantasy. I know, I know all this...

I poured out my love for her in my diary and used the most beautiful words to describe everything about her. Until Lu Xiang took out my diary and read it aloud in a vulgar tone on the podium, which made the classmates laugh, so that Li Shanman pointed at me with a red face and said: "You are not allowed to Write about me again, you disgusting person!”

My self-esteem was severely trampled to the ground, like a fish thrown on the beach, dying and waiting for death.

Those were the last words Li Shanman said to me. She had a gentle tone and sweet smile to everyone, but she had a cruel and cold tone to me. Li Shanman has never bullied me, but her coldness also made me tortured. But I didn't get lost because of this, I was still obsessed with her, and I felt extremely happy just to look at her. Even though a look of disgust would appear on her face the next second, I kept peeking at her like I was drinking poison to quench my thirst.

Until I met Xia Xue in Chenggao, that girl who had the same treatment as Li Shanman in the class, did not stay away from me because I was bullied and excluded. Instead, she encouraged me and supported me time and time again, not only letting me out of the The haze of being bullied for three years also helped me get over the pain Li Shanman brought me. I thought I had forgotten Li Shanman, but when Zou Yang read this name in my ear, it still evoked memories that I seemed to have forgotten. Do I still love Li Shanman? The answer is of course no. I love Xia Xue, I love Tao Zi, I have two such good girls, and even...

How could I still love Li Shanman?

But I don’t know why, I just want to see her again. In the third year of junior high school, I looked at the noble princess secretly like a humble beggar. Whenever she found out, I would get a vicious look in my eyes. This time, I must look at her openly; this time, I must look at her with a smile; this time, I must look at her calmly...

This time, after seeing her, I must turn around and leave coolly, saying goodbye to a painful memory!

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Seeing me in a daze, Zou Yang seemed to have an answer in his heart. He whispered from the side: "Wang Hao, for this class reunion, each person has to pay one hundred yuan, but I have already paid it for you..."

I ignored him, still lost in memories. Zou Yang patted my shoulder, secretly stuffed an envelope into my pocket, and whispered: "Wang Hao, I apologize to you on behalf of Sun Dafei and the others. Take this little money and treat it as your own." The compensation they gave you. Don’t sweep the streets these days, it’s so hard and tiring. I’m leaving, Wang Hao. On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, don’t forget to be at the VIP Building Hotel in Beiyuan City.”

I didn't notice the details of Zou Yang stuffing the envelope into my pocket, but I clearly heard the words "VIP Building". It was a high-end hotel located in the busiest section of Jiefang Street in Beiyuan City. There had never been a car worth less than 500,000 yuan parked in front of the hotel. He also heard Zou Yang laughing and saying from the side: "These mountain guns have to go to the VIP Hotel. In fact, for a hundred yuan each, they can only eat the cheapest food. But let them go, they want to learn more, so just Go with them."

I still ignored him, my mind was filled with Li Shanman's appearance, and I probably wouldn't be able to get out for a while.

"Wang Hao, I'll leave first. Don't forget it on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. Dinner will be served on time at 12 noon. Don't worry, if any of those grandsons dares to say a word about you, I will scold him ten times. Until I apologize to you!" Then he patted me on the shoulder, turned around and left.

I understand what Zou Yang means. He wants me to accept his affection so that our relationship with me can improve. But I didn't have time to care about this, I still stayed there stupidly thinking about Li Shanman. The girl I had a crush on for three years, and the girl who brought me pain for three years with her indifference. What do you look like now?

I don't know how long I stood there when a gust of cold wind blew in, making me shiver. I picked up the broom on the ground and swept the street numbly. It was finally about to be completed, and just when I was about to pack up my tools and go home, I suddenly heard a heroic voice coming from afar.

"Sir~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`"

I felt a burst of ecstasy in my heart, and when I looked up, I saw two middle-aged men striding towards me from the far side of the road. One of them is naturally my dad, and the other is Yu Chengfei’s father. The pace of the two was very fast, and they were running in front of me in a short while. Both of them were wearing green military coats that are common among construction workers in winter. They were both tall and straight, with messy stubble on their chins, and their hair was as unkempt as a bird's nest. Their whole bodies were dirty, but full of energy. A strong masculine scent.

"Haha, good son, are you helping your mother clean the house?" my dad said happily.

"Yes." I nodded and said to Yu Chengfei's father, "Hello, uncle! Happy New Year, uncle!"

Father Yu laughed: "This is asking me for lucky money. If I don't give it to you now, I will give it to you on the first day of the new year!"

"Okay." I touched my head and said with a silly smile, "Dad, uncle, you two work together?"

My dad said: "Yeah, didn't I tell you last time? Lao Yu and I were laid off together, and then we went to the construction site together..."

"What nonsense!" Father Yu interrupted my dad before he could finish his words and said angrily: "It was the factory director who asked you to lay off your job. I slammed the table for him, but he also laid off me." Yes! Then we went to the construction site together!"

My dad was also anxious: "Lao Yu, can you speak with your conscience? You were laid off first, and then I went to slam the table for the factory director and called him a bastard, so he laid me off too. !”

"Nonsense!" Father Yu yelled, "It's pure fart!"

"What a mess!" my dad yelled, "Get the hell out of here!"

Two middle-aged men quarreled on the street like this. This was not the first time they had quarreled. After the quarrel, they still went to drink with their arms around their shoulders, so I wasn't worried at all. But I really want to find out who was laid off first and who slapped the table for the factory director. I don’t know which of them is telling the truth and who is lying. But from my standpoint, I must believe my dad, right...

How can a son not help me? So I helped: "Uncle, please stop yelling. Your professional skills are not good. You must have been laid off first. My dad is usually mild-tempered, but he will get angry when emergencies happen. It must be him who slapped the table on the factory director's face. .”

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