I sent all the bullies to prison Written by Zhou Zhouzi

The airport was buzzing with people. I secretly returned to China without telling my father on the other side of the ocean.

The weather was gloomy, so I waited at the gate of my sister's school.

A sound of the body hitting the ground

I saw people around me, both teachers and students, parents, running in a disorderly direction.

Someone shouted, "Don't crowd, don't crowd!"

As I approached, I bumped into a boy on the road. His figure was against the stream of people. It was irrelevant. His eyes were cool and his eyebrows were cold.

Blood spilled on the cement road. I saw a wrist wearing the same silver chain as mine in the overlapping shadows. I wanted to reach out but could not touch it.

The fear of stormy waves hit my five senses, as if something was going to break out of the cocoon.

[It's really dead! Tut tut, it's really sad. What a beautiful face! It's just ugly when you die.]

I looked at the face of the girl beside me. Her lips did not move at all, and her face looked pitiful and frightened.

[Ah! It serves you right.]

The voice is extremely ironic!

This time I saw clearly that she did not speak, but I clearly heard a voice. Someone came to call her, and she responded with the same tone - the girl was called Zeng Li.

On my first day back home.

My sister jumped off a building.

Mother didn't even let me see my sister's last face.

When the coffin was placed in the hall, the strange mother wept.

The corners of my eyes were dry and I stared at my sister who could not see her face clearly. I sarcastically looked at my mother: "Is it useful to cry? Tell me! Why did Yuke commit suicide?"

Yuke is different from me. She has a soft temper, softer ears and thin skin. She is always obedient and sensible.

I was born rebellious. Under the atmosphere of openness and freedom abroad, I was even more unrestrained.

When asked about the cause of suicide, the mother stopped, shook her unkempt head, hid her head on one side, and said, "I... I don't know, I don't know anything..."

hear nothing of?

You don't know why I heard you say in your heart: [I can't say, I can't say, I still have to live!]

I didn't question, but looked coldly at the woman in front of me who claimed to be a mother.

The second chapter of the novel "I sent all bullies to prison" ends.