There are several male dormitories at Kyoto University of Agriculture, and the dormitories for freshmen and juniors are not in the same place.

Xu Zijun arrived downstairs at the dormitory building and used his key to open the cardboard box. Only then did he see that there were kiwis inside.

Seal with layers of foam.

This box of kiwis looks like it has four or five layers. No wonder it's so heavy.

"Senior, I can't finish it all by myself, you can take some and try it."

Each layer of kiwi fruit is individually wrapped in foam, and only a corner of the kiwi fruit can be seen through the hole in the middle of the foam.

Liu Wei and Zhao Jin didn't bother to be polite and took a box away.

Xu Zijun went back with a box of kiwis in his arms. When he reached the dormitory door, he suddenly remembered that when he was in high school, he would always share any delicious food with his roommates.

Every Sunday when he went back home for the monthly vacation, as soon as he opened the dormitory door, the group of "monkeys" would jump up and look around.

"Zijun, what delicious food did you bring home this time?"

"Zijun, this time I brought you the collector's edition of your favorite comic book."

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The purer friendships in his memories made him feel dazed for a moment as he looked at the half-closed iron door of the dormitory.

He placed his hand on the iron door, gently pushed it open, then half-closed it, silently returned to the seat under his bed, and put the things on the table.

After what happened last time, he also learned a lesson: don't try to fit into a circle that doesn't suit you.

When school started, he went to the back street several times to buy fruit snacks and enthusiastically shared them with everyone.

However, one time a roommate treated some classmates to a dinner at a more expensive restaurant in the back street, and the average consumption per person was two or three hundred yuan. In addition to some classmates, he also invited two other roommates. There were four people in the dormitory, but he was the only one not on the list of guests.

In fact, it is other people's freedom to treat you.

However, he figured out one thing: never try to please others.

Whenever I buy something to eat, I just put it on my table calmly and take it out whenever I want to eat it without feeling embarrassed.

The main trigger for the deterioration of the relationship was that last time, even though he produced evidence to prove that the money for the new computer he suddenly bought was his own, they still didn't believe it.

I always feel that he was the one who took the 10,000 cash that Brother Long lost.

The reason was that on the day he lost the money, he placed an order for a computer worth more than 8,000 yuan online. The timing was too coincidental.

It’s not like there haven’t been times when I’ve been wrongly accused of stealing money.

When he was in the fifth grade of elementary school, he had moved from Daji Primary School, which was relatively close to his home, to Qingquan Primary School, which was farther away and required boarding.

The boarding conditions in primary schools were not good. There were no single dormitories like today, but three interconnected rooms. The small three-room room was filled with bunk beds and only equipped with one washroom and toilet, and housed twenty to thirty people.

At that time, someone in the dormitory had his pocket money stolen from under the mat.

Just because of the speculation about the time when the money was lost, a classmate said that he saw him return to the dormitory at that time, even though there were several people in the dormitory when he came back.

But because he was a poor student in the class and his family was poor, we could rule out those few people as possible culprits, and the money must have been stolen by him.

This matter was even brought to the attention of the class teacher.

Xu Zijun shook his head and said, "No."

The head teacher said: "Good boy, it's okay. Tell the teacher the truth. It's not a big deal."

The teacher didn't believe him.

He pursed his lips in grievance, tears streaming down his face, and said with certainty: "It wasn't me, I didn't steal the money."

Finally, after more than ten minutes of interrogation, he still didn't budge. I remember the head teacher looked at him with disdain and said, "You are so stubborn."

Because there was no direct evidence and he refused to admit it, the matter was eventually left unresolved. The head teacher only mentioned it during a class meeting, asking everyone to be careful with the safekeeping of their belongings.

Although there was no evidence, everyone in the class said that he stole the money, and many people stopped playing with him.

It was Friday off, and he looked at his mother's back as she was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen. He plucked up the courage to run over and tell her about it.

His mother didn't stop cutting vegetables, and didn't even look at him. She said, "If you are upright, you have nothing to fear. Don't be afraid of things you haven't done. Just study hard in school and don't worry about what others say."

But what he wanted was never these great principles.

At that time, Xiao Zijun just understood more clearly that his family situation was not good, so no matter what happened to him in school, his family would not go to school to support him.

And he should be more sensible and not cause any more trouble to his family.

Although the real thief was later discovered because he stole famous books and diaries from other classes, he was coaxed by the teacher into confessing all his previous thefts, and only then did he get rid of the reputation of a thief.

But he still remembers that boy standing on the window of the classroom office on the second floor and saying he wanted to jump off the building.

The teachers were afraid that something might happen, so they all tried to persuade and coax him with kind words.

Even after calling him away, when he was not around, the head teacher of each class held a meeting with the students to explain that the matter was over, the stolen items were returned one by one, the other parents were compensated, and they were not allowed to mention the matter again.

The reason was that the boy was psychologically fragile, and the teacher encouraged everyone to continue getting along with him as before, to be good friends with him, and to guide him to mend his ways.

Such a thing happened when Xu Zijun was old enough to remember things, and he still remembers it to this day.

Now, he is grown up and eighteen years old.

He used evidence to prove that the money he used to buy the computer was transferred to him by his sister and was not stolen.

After showing them the transfer proof and online purchase records, they still didn't believe it. They insisted on seeing Xu Zijun download the mobile banking app to check the transfer details and balance, as well as the payment details of his other payment tools, saying that only by doing so could they make sure the money matched.

Even the guy with glasses was making a sarcastic remark in the group, saying that the screenshot he posted in the dormitory group of four to prove the transfer might have been photoshopped.

Xu Zijun was so angry that his eyes turned red. He felt helpless as if no matter how he explained, no one would believe him.

But he is no longer the boy who would cry when he felt wronged, or trembled all over and said “It’s not me, I didn’t steal the money” when being interrogated by the teacher.

He was eating in the cafeteria at the time. When he saw the message, he typed a reply directly.

"First of all, if you want to say that the screenshot of the transfer was photoshopped, then show me the evidence that I photoshopped it. If you think I'm a thief, please show me the evidence that I stole the money, instead of asking me to prove my innocence again and again. Secondly, I now suspect that one of you two stole the money, but I don't know who it was, or maybe there wasn't even 10,000 yuan at all."

Finally, it was Brother Long, who claimed that 10,000 yuan was stolen, who stood up and said, "Forget it, it's just 10,000 yuan anyway, it's nothing to me, don't hurt the harmony in the dormitory."