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    ? When entering high school, the principal once stood on a huge rostrum and delivered his speech impassionedly.

    He said: "People can't decide their own birth, but they can decide their own future destiny. As long as you keep learning and working hard, you will be able to have your own world."

    The students stood under the scorching sun, yawning and applauding lazily.

    Poplar can clearly smell the smell of sweat being evaporated by the sun, and the eyes are covered with a whitish sunlight, burning the wood and dazzling.

    The headmaster's words sounded like a huge and noisy roar in his ears, burning his temples aching.  Yang Mu stretched out his hand, pinched the bridge of his nose, and for some reason let out a soft cold hum from the bottom of his heart.

    full of sarcasm.

    The flowers blooming from the dark corners, but no matter how stubborn they want to face the sun, they will be stained with dust, and they are destined not to be bright.

    Yang Mu lives in the most dilapidated alley in a remote city in Guannan District.

    It is a place far away from the bustling city center. The stinking ditch has not been cleaned all year round, the ground is wet, and various grocery stores are piled up with goods in a mess.  The people who came and went wore worn-out shirts casually, and there were even middle-aged people with big bellies who occasionally coughed up a mouthful of phlegm and spit it on the ground casually.

    He grew up in this kind of environment.

    With my own mother.

    When elementary school is over, most of the time he will procrastinate to go home very late.

    Because Yang Mu didn't want to see those middle-aged men who lived in the alley, whom he despised and sinister, entering and leaving his mother's room.

    The man who enters the mother's room is different every day.

    My mother would also wear heavy makeup all day long, stand in front of the counter of her small shop, shake a fan with a smile, and make fun of people who come and go.

    Many women passing by would always spit and say, "This vixen."

    Yang Mu knew what his mother was doing.

    Yang Mu still remembers that when he was in the fourth grade of elementary school, he came home from school.

    ?My home was in tatters and fell into pieces. There was a man with a shirtless upper body who was picked up by his wife by his ear.

    The woman turned her head three times and cursed: "Bitch!"

    The mother was wearing a thin dress, leaning against the door, lazily watching the scene in front of her, with a cigarette between her fingertips.  Occasionally, when she raised her head, her eyes fell on Yang Mu, she snorted coldly, her eyes were full of disgust.

    Mother: "Get out."

    she said so.

    That incident, like a fuse, spread rapidly in this small alley.

    Even the classmates in the class smelled the wind and looked at him with some teasing and disgust.

    "My mother told me not to play with him."

    "Yes, it will bring everyone down."

    "He's not a good person"

    Children are the easiest to be incited.

    From whispering at the beginning, to isolation, to unscrupulous bullying.

    Even though the teacher knew it well, he still turned a blind eye.

    What brought all the humiliation to its peak was after a seat swap.

    On weekdays, the most glamorous, eye-catching, and cute-looking Ban Hua sat next to her.

    But she pursed her lips, raised her hands high, and said in a coquettish tone, "Teacher, I don't want to sit with Yang Mu. My mother said he would teach me badly."

    Suddenly bursts of laughter came from around.

    The teacher smiled helplessly, said nothing, and transferred Yang Mu to a place alone.

    Such an attitude made these children even more unscrupulous.

    Lettering on his desk, breaking his stool on purpose, hiding his homework, writing huge letters on the blackboard to humiliate him.

    Behavior that seems to be commonplace.

    Everyone seems to be denouncing the villains of the evil forces. They have a clear conscience and are justified.

    Until one day, a person walked up to the podium, wiped off the insulting characters on the blackboard neatly, then turned around, knocked on the blackboard and said, "You guys are doing it wrong!"

    Yang Mu looked up.

    He knew the man's name.

    Zhou Zhengnan-

    The latest news from the police:

    go throughIn just a few words, you can understand what Lu Rencheng means.

    He stepped forward, glanced at Shen Huan, and then said with a smile: "Teacher, it's a sensitive period recently, if you go home too late¡ª"

    Jiang Ran's eyes darkened, and he said, "It's not very safe."

    Lu Rencheng crossed his hands and said calmly: "Don't worry, I just got off work, so I can drop by her. By the way - pick up my brother."

    The smile on Jiang Ran's face was still shallow, and his dark eyes were fixed on Lu Rencheng, with an inexplicable aura of calmness and prestige.

    Shen Huan raised his eyes, glanced at the faces of the two, then suddenly stretched out the book, touched Jiang Ran's arm lightly, and said with a smile: "Why, I think the teacher's suggestion is very good."

    Jiang Ran turned his head, his eyes fell on Shen Huan's face.

    Shen Huan still had a shallow smile, and looked straight into Jiang Ran's eyes without hesitation.

    Lu Rencheng laughed, and then said: "In this case, Shen Huan can come to the office directly after school. If you have something to do now, you can leave first."

    Shen Huan stood up, pushed the chair in politely, and nodded.

    She took a few steps towards the door, looked back at Jiang Ran, and said, "Aren't you going?"

    Jiang Ran's tone couldn't hear any joy or anger: "You go first, I still have a question to ask."

    Shen Huan gave a soft "um", then lowered his eyes, pushed the door open, and walked out.

    Lu Rencheng looked at Jiang Ran tenderly, and tilted his head slightly, as if waiting for his question.

    Jiang Ran laughed and asked calmly: "Teacher, you are now one of the suspects of the police. Do you know about this matter?"

    Lu Rencheng smiled and said: "It's good that I have a clear conscience, and the police haven't found any problems, so you can't just convict me casually."

    "Is not likely to."

    Jiang Ran smiled, squinted his eyes, and leaned down slightly, bringing himself closer to Lu Rencheng.  Word by word, he enunciated clearly: "You cannot be the murderer."

    "Absolutely impossible."

    "Besides that¡ª" Jiang Ran straightened up, his tone was as cold as falling into ice: "You'd better not include her in your plan."

    The smile on Lu Rencheng's face seemed to be a little restrained, and there was an unpredictable glint in his eyes.

    He said, "Sorry, I don't understand."

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