"..."
Helpless, the female class monitor turned around and was about to say something when the leading male educated youth spoke first: "Classmate, that male classmate just told us that I know there are many of you and the vehicle is small, so there may not be enough room for extra people. But we are really in a difficult situation. Could you please make an exception and, for the sake of the injured person, squeeze in a little more so that the injured person can sit down?"
"It's not a matter of being accommodating or not, it's just that there's really no room left." The squad leader frowned. "You have your difficulties, and we have ours too. It's not that we don't care about the wounded, it's just that there really isn't enough room. You might as well go to the bus station, it's more convenient and the conditions are better there."
“The conditions at the bus station are good, but we… we’re out of money.” The male educated youth explained with a troubled expression, “Our companion is a woman. She broke her arm and sprained her ankle. We’ve pooled all our money to pay for her medical treatment, and we don’t have a single penny left.”
The female class monitor was also in a dilemma: "Well, well, we can't help you with this either."
“Hey classmate, please help us. We just need a place to put our feet down. We came here by tractor, and the drive home was so long it could freeze a person half to death. We can’t let the injured person go back on the tractor too.”
"..."
Xiao Jing stood at the back of the crowd, and the more she listened, the more familiar the name became.
A woman broke her arm...
Isn't this the person Cheng Lin mentioned at noon?
Why is it from their county?
What a coincidence!
Xiao Jing curiously tiptoed forward and leaned out; it was in that one glance that she was recognized.
"Cheng? Cheng Jing?"
Xiao Jing looked over in confusion and found that the male educated youth in front of her was looking at her with surprise and delight.
He looks familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen him before.
"Who are you?"
“I’m Zheng Ming, an educated youth from Xiaochengzhuang.” Seeing that Xiao Jing still looked unfamiliar, he gritted his teeth and reminded her, “I used to, I used to live in the same room as Lin Youcai.”
When Lin Youcai was mentioned, Xiao Jing's lips tightened into a thin line, and her eyes drooped instantly.
Lin Youcai is a despicable, selfish, and morally corrupt scumbag.
She hadn't thought of this person in a long time; he represented her most wretched and miserable past, and she wished those humiliations could be buried forever in the deepest recesses of time.
It would be a lie to say I've let go.
She can't forget it.
No matter how many years have passed, she can never forget it, so when she brings it up again, a wave of negative emotions still surges within her.
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