On Friday, the last bell of the day finally rang, and students from Y High School rushed out one after another. I followed the crowd to the school shed and pushed out my bicycle, which made noises everywhere except the bell.
After leaving the school gate, I saw an Audi A6 parked on the side. Song Jingyan was leaning against the car door. When his eyes scanned me, he waved and shouted, "An An, Yi Ping An... Come here, I'll give you a ride?"
When she yelled like that, I instantly became the focus of attention. People all looked at me, which made me feel a little embarrassed. I was a little annoyed in the crowd that couldn't be squeezed for a long time. I pushed my old car hard a few times and said to Jingyan, "You go first. I can't get out. I will go home by myself later."
No. 108, Xingfu Community, Xingfu Road.
This is my home. It is called a community, but it is just old houses renovated in the last century. A place named "happiness" does not necessarily mean that happy people live there, such as me, Yi Ping'an.
The layout of the two-bedroom and one-living room is not very big, and the space is inevitably a bit cramped, but for my father and I, having a shelter from the wind and rain is enough. Moreover, because there is a small yard on the first floor, I planted some flowers and plants, which occasionally attracted some butterflies and birds, and it seemed lively and lively.
I don't have a mother, I haven't had one since I was a child. Two hours after I was born, she bled to death and went to a place called heaven. I never knew what it felt like to have a birthday, because my father said that my birthday was my mother's suffering day, which was not worth celebrating.
"Ping An, aren't you sad? Others have mothers, but you don't..."
There are always people asking me this question, and I always answer with a heartless answer. Sad? I don't have time to be sad. They all say that I am a child that no one loves, so I have to grow up quickly, and I have to learn to love myself and protect myself.
"Dad, I'm back."
Soon I got home, and I used the front tire to push open the iron gate of the yard, and the red paint fell down. I parked my bike by the side of the road, and then called out to the living room, but as expected, no one responded.
"Same old, I won't come back until the poker game is over." I muttered to myself and walked into the kitchen. There was still some leftover rice from lunch in the rice cooker. I took out a bottle of hot sauce from the refrigerator and ate a few mouthfuls of the leftovers. Then I took a shower and browsed my blog on my second-hand computer. I've long been accustomed to such days.
I have many habits, such as eating and sleeping alone at home, going home alone after school... and recently I developed another habit, which is to check my blog before going to bed.
As a girl who grew up in a single-parent family, there are always some things in my heart that no one can tell, so after I found out that I might like someone, I registered a Weibo account in a panic. I don't follow anyone, and no one follows me, because this account is full of my secrets, and all the content is related to only one name, He Xubei.
If every school has a few influential figures, no one would deny that He Xubei is one of them.
In the mind of Master Y, He Xubei is a god-like existence. He has sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes. His eyes seem to speak when he looks at you. When his lips are raised, two dimples are revealed. With a height of 185 cm, he stands out among a group of young men.
He Xubei's academic performance is also very good. He went to a key , the middle school attached to Y High School, and then directly promoted to Y High School. He won awards in various academic competitions and played the piano very well. He Xubei, who grew up in praise, is a role model for parents to teach their children, a "school idol", a "male god", and a favorite of teachers.
No one would dislike such a nearly "perfect" person.
And people at Y High also know that I, Yi Ping'an, am even more like a god.
But unlike He Xubei, I am a negative example. Growing up with my father, I don’t have the reserved and gentle manners of a girl. Although I look well-behaved in the eyes of outsiders, I am rebellious like a boy in my heart. Skipping classes, fighting, and poor academic performance are my three main characteristics.
So Song Jingyan often said that He Xubei and I are a comparison between extremes.