I run towards the green light

I run towards the green light.

　　That turned its back on you.

　　And you're openly drinking a cup of afternoon tea.

　　01.

　　I knew this would happen.

　　When I ran out of breath to the door of the classroom, a bucket of cold water was thrown straight at me, even though I reacted quickly enough to bow and try to dodge it, I was not spared. I looked down, and Liang Zicong gave me the same type of white canvas shoes with him had been dirty water tainted points can not out of the original color.

　　"Yo, it's cold!" Lin Xiaowei wore a red short tweed coat and black skirt, pink gloves, and a pink scarf, looking like a pretty doll, but her words were not pretty: "Yeah, why are you so late, not last night, and go out to earn extra money?"

　　Her bite was so ambiguous that the boys and girls standing behind her laughed and said, "Let's go, let's go, don't be mistaken that we want to do business with her later. It's freezing, this damn weather."

　　My feet were already frozen, looking at the pair of feet in thin pantyhose and my legs in thick but soaked cotton pants, I don't know who was colder.

　　The bucket that was abandoned after being used was lying at my feet, I glared at Lin Xiaowei's back and cursed viciously "son of a bitch", then kicked the bucket towards her with force, but unfortunately, it didn't hit her, instead, it hit the wall with a loud "bang--".

　　Lin Xiaowei turned her head and smiled like a daffodil: "Li Huan ah, you didn't think you could abandon us, friends, just because you moved out of the dorm, did you? We will treat you as well as before, you have to be good oh."

　　She smiled especially brightly, ignoring the fact that I was staring at her and was about to crack my eyes.

　　If splashing water on my comforter, throwing my toothbrush and toothpaste into the toilet, and writing "bitch" on the clothes I hung out on the balcony were all acts of kindness to me, then Lin Xiaowei and her friends were kind to me, so kind that I couldn't afford to move out of the dorm.

　　If I had known I would go to the same school as Lin Xiaowei, I would never have gone to this school, even if it was a great school, even if the tuition was the lowest, even if I could get a scholarship with my grades. That's what I thought as I hid in the single stall in the bathroom wringing my pants. My pants and shoes and socks were completely soaked, so I had to wring them out and then put them back on.

　　But I underestimated Lin Xiaowei's destructive power. When I was about to push open the toilet door to get out, I found that the door had been chained from the outside and I couldn't open it with all my might.

　　"Hey, open the door!"

　　"Is there anyone out there? Open the door!"

　　"Hey!"

　　I was about to smash the door with the short stick that Liang Zicong stuffed into my bag when the phone suddenly rang. Speak of the devil, speak of the devil. I cleared my throat and pressed the call button.

　　"Hello."

　　"Did you get to class? Not late, right?" Liang Zicong's voice was a little nasal but as warm as his person.

　　I secretly gritted my teeth and tried hard to make my voice sound like nothing was wrong: Nothing, I'm going to class.

　　I've known Liang Zicong for two years, and he was the best person in my class when I transferred to S from B City. I can't say it's the best, but at that time the whole class isolated me, spilled red potion on my chair, put pins in my sneakers, and called me "rats and bedbugs from inside" in front of me, but Liang Zicong just never got involved.

　　I didn't think I could get together with him later. The school girl Lin Xiaowei likes Liang Zicong's things that are known throughout the school, I also think they are the most compatible prince-princess match, although the princess is somewhat malicious. But how can a prince look at the ugly duckling and not the princess, I later could not figure out?

　　When I asked him why he liked me, he replied: Every time I see you being bullied without saying a word but with fierce eyes, I think you are more real than the smiling Lin Xiaowei.

　　Later we got together, and Lin Xiaowei's hatred for me became more apparent, so much so that it continued to intensify in college.

　　I sat in my still wet pants and shoes in the heated classroom still as if I was in a cave. When I walked out of the classroom two hours later, my feet were completely stiff and my pants were almost dry.

　　When I stumbled back to the Greenleaf neighborhood, I realized I didn't have my keys with me, so I had to risk getting smacked by Shinobu and ring the doorbell.

　　Sure enough -

　　"Can't you fucking remember to bring your keys?" I didn't have time to explain but she suddenly pointed at me with wide eyes, "Shit, are those bitches bullying you again?"

　　"Pa--" she threw a slap on my head with a face of hatred, "You soft, would it kill you to let Liang Zicong help you? As long as you talk to him he will help you!"

　　02.

　　It is said that a friend is a person who constantly opposes your decision, but when you are stubbornly stubborn, they stand with you without questioning the reason.

　　This was the case with me.

　　An hour later, I was sitting on the sofa drinking ginger tea and reading the newspaper, and Shin Shin kept repeating the words: "Would it kill you to open up with Liang Zicong? I don't know what you are so stubborn for!"

　　She was my roommate and landlord, and she worked in a bar, always going out day and night, often coming back drunk in the middle of the night, and her drinking was surprisingly bad, and she liked to sing when she was drunk, often making me restless. But it must be said that Xinxin was the only person in S City who was good to me besides Liang Zicong.

　　I remember when I couldn't live in the dormitory and came out to look for a house, I accidentally saw a rental notice on the school's telephone pole, so I knocked on Xinxin's door. The first time I saw Shin Shin, I felt that we were the same kind of person, it was a girl's intuition.

　　"Do you want to rent an apartment?" She seemed to have just woken up and looked at me with sleepy eyes.

　　I nodded, but I was a little apprehensive because the place was so nice and it looked like the rent should be high. And just as I was about to leave, her hand slapped me on the back all at once: "Don't be nervous, I'm not a nice person!"

　　She deliberately smiled very lewdly but managed to dispel my uneasiness, and I said, "Take a look with me, I don't think there has been any love killing in this house!"

　　She laughed again and pulled me through the house with great excitement.

　　"This is the toilet, look, how big my bathtub is, and I can take a lovebird's bath."

　　"The kitchen is here, you can start a meal here!"

　　When she was about to say something else, I interrupted her, "That, the rent is more important, you can talk to me about the rent first!"

　　"Oops! Seeing as you're so to my liking, I'll charge you a little cheaper."

　　It only took ten minutes for Shin Shin and me to establish a landlord-tenant relationship, and she charged me a mere five hundred dollars in rent to cover utilities, internet, and occasionally my meals.

　　After three months together, I'm more than sure we are alike. For example, we have no friends, we are the same stubborn, and we both have a past that is not known, we will not go to the trouble of prying into the secrets of others as some girls do.

　　Strangely, we've only known each other for three months, but we know each other like old friends for years, and we get along with each other openly and comfortably.

　　I have always believed that when you step closer to a desperate situation, there will always be one or two people willing to pull you a hand, such as my side of the letter, and Liang Zicong.

　　When he persuaded me not to move, he huffed and puffed and went to his room, tearing the newspaper out of my hand: "I haven't read More's column yet!"

　　More is my favorite writer, his emotional column on the record of his surrounding all kinds of excellent men and women and love stories, his language is funny and humorous, but always to the point, sharp.

　　His column today is about a pair of separated and reunited men and women in a strange city, I read his last sentence and my eyes suddenly hurt.

　　I suddenly remembered the black figure on Christmas Eve, who was like a black curtain blocking my view, forcing me to look backward.

　　Shinshin would always ask me, "What are you working so hard to earn money for?"

　　I told her, "I don't want to depend on others."

　　If you've ever been betrayed by the person you trusted most, and no one has ever reached out to you in your plight, after you understand that feeling of helplessness, you don't want to rely on anyone anymore.

　　When I first chose my elective classes, I avoided the evening classes. So every night I could go to work, I had a variety of jobs, and I did whatever made more money. I handed out flyers, I handed out small samples, and I could toss myself around for a few bucks when I needed people to play clowns and dolls at the mall.

　　On Christmas Eve, Liang Zicong to visit me, but I gave up the opportunity to go out with him for three times more than the usual salary. Liang Zicong's school is in the east of the city, and I am in the south of the city, although in the same city, a round trip also takes more than four hours, and I have to work part-time, so we have fewer opportunities to meet, usually, once a week to meet.

　　The next day I couldn't help but doze off during the welcome meeting for exchange students at school. If it wasn't for Liang Zicong's text message that woke me up, I think I would have slept in the auditorium until my mouth watered.

　　When I followed Liang Zicong's cue to the entrance of the school, I saw a huge, huge bear.

　　A 15 or 16-year-old boy stood in front of me with that bear on his back and a piece of paper hanging from the bear's hand.

　　"Merry Christmas, Huanhuan, the present is a little late, I hope you will like it."

　　The huge, supposedly six-meter bear was my gift, and the truth is, I don't like bears.

　　I can't say that I do like bears, but I've had a fear of bears since Christmas Eve. You tried to pass out balloons as a bear in the street on a night when it was snowing at several degrees below zero and ended up falling on your face because you were running, yet you worked for hours without being rewarded and ended up getting your pay docked and a lecture for soiling the bear doll holster.

　　My nose was a little sour, dialed a phone to Liang Zicong, and heard his voice but I could not say anything, just murmured: "I like it."

　　Then he smiled, although I could not see his smile, it was still like daylight dispersing the cold of most of the winter.

　　Against the light, I saw my whole shadow swallowed up by the huge bear, casting a shadow on the ground like a bear walking upright.