When I first enter a strange environment, I will always be more or less vigilant and prepared. Plus, before I entered high school, I experienced too many things in junior high school, and I still can't get over it. I can't trust anyone. I keep my truest self in my heart and seldom let her out. There are many people like me who are afraid and eager to care. The insecurity behind this is caused by previous injuries. I don't want to talk about what happened before. Besides, for me, who is almost forgotten now, it is actually a kind of torture to take it out and live in my heart again. I will refuse other people's kindness. At that time, my psychological activities were very complicated. I will ask myself whether he has any purpose or why he did it. Before that, I always felt that there was a conspiracy behind a person's kindness to you.

Well, my heart is actually very dark. But there is such a person who walks into my heart and shines through the sun. He can easily see through my disguise and recognize my lies. However, I hate him. I hate his self-righteousness, especially the way he thinks he knows me. Even if I don't know myself, where is his turn? But he captured the line of defense in my heart. Once, my eyes hurt very much, and this situation lasted for many days. I couldn't stand being ignored, so I asked the teacher for leave. I'm afraid my parents will worry when I go home, so I want to go to the infirmary. But the teacher clearly promised to take me to the hospital, but he seems to have forgotten. I wandered around the school gate like a fool, at a loss.

I waited from the huge school gate until the building was empty, leaving me alone. At this time, the doorman began to pay attention to me. I feel uncomfortable being stared at. So, I deliberately pulled up my clothes and subconsciously made a defensive state. I was afraid that others would see my swollen eyes and deliberately put on my usual old-fashioned glasses. No one noticed it, so few people knew it. It was so cold that I had to endure hunger and cold and walk to the classroom. But suddenly, I looked up and saw someone watching me on our floor. I didn't care much, so I trotted back to the classroom. As soon as I saw that there were few people in the classroom, I wanted to sleep on my stomach for a while. But he stopped me. I was annoyed at first, and then I realized it was him. I was very angry. He came up to me and asked me, What happened to your eyes? I laughed at that time. There is no need to pretend to care about me. It's so hypocritical.

I wasn't going to talk to him, but he took out a handful of medicine from his pocket, which dazzled me. His voice trembled, whether it was cold or nervous: these were anti-inflammatory drugs. The doctor said not to take medicine in disorder, but these have no side effects. Then he handed me a piece of paper, which was full of dosage and precautions. I have no ambition and blush with shame. At that time, I was like a lion about to attack. Now my aura is gone, but I feel embarrassed. I also forgot how I thanked him shamelessly and said that sentence that made him angry: how much is it? I can see that he is pretending to be angry. But when I insisted, he said something and felt that I owed me one. I was in a mess at that time. Now think about it, I betrayed myself at that moment.

In the future, as long as I sit in my seat, he will come to Doby to meet me. But always with a cold face. I am most afraid of a person coming into my world quietly and leaving silently without even saying hello. So, this time, I didn't even give a chance. But I underestimated his endurance and cheekiness. He is always trying to tease me. Every time I go on stage to do a problem, I can always hear him say behind my back: What a good girl, but she is a facial paralysis. My eyes are almost fine. He always tries to talk to me. Every time I pretend that he is bored, he seems to see through my lies. He will seriously say, I will be sad if you say so. I replied to him without thinking: you said I was paralyzed, and I didn't see where I was sad.

He was confused at that time, and then he reacted to defend himself. Watch me cover my ears. His heels are up again. When he comes up, grab my hand. Wait, a hand? We were both very quiet, and no one could pretend that nothing had happened, so he explained in a faltering way for fear that I would be angry. I'm still fucking spineless. Still laughing loudly. Can you imagine a person who makes you angry still smirking in front of you, looking embarrassed and embarrassed? When he left a message, the bell rang. I didn't see his face, but from the back, his ears were red. You'd better smile and look better. At that time, my heart seemed calm. How long has it been since I laughed seriously? Looking at the back of his listening attentively, my mouth slightly upturned. Thank you. You seem to come into my world like a ruffian, scattering sunshine in every corner. He seemed to hear my heartbeat and looked back at me. Well, I managed to smile.

The villain saw through my disguise.