Gu Qiu didn't know whether such people existed in the world. Speaking of which, her previous deskmate should be someone from the same world as her. They could always discuss a question for a long time.
But she understood what her sister meant. Summer insects cannot talk about ice, and cicadas do not know spring and autumn. Their world is so small, and her world is so big. It has to accommodate her sister, brother, younger sister, younger brother, as well as her parents. Those meaningless people are just garbage that needs to be cleaned up in her world.
After figuring this out, Gu Qiu felt relieved. From now on, she just needed to focus on her studies. If she had friends, she would be honest with them. If she didn't, that was fine, because she already had family who understood her.
They understand her likes, her dislikes, her happiness, and her sadness.
The next day at school, those classmates came to apologize to her. Although they seemed a little reluctant, they had no choice but to give in because they were afraid of the principal's authority and remembered Sister Gu Qiu's cruelty that day.
"Gu Qiu, I'm sorry, we won't bully you anymore."
Gu Qiu nodded and said indifferently: "It doesn't matter. I won't forgive you. You bullied me because you were jealous of me. I live better than all of you. Although I don't have parents, my brothers and sisters are more than ten times better than your parents."
Some students who usually stood by and watched also plucked up the courage to talk to her after seeing that the leader stopped bullying Gu Qiu.
"Gu Qiu, I'm sorry for what happened before. I was afraid of them and didn't dare to help you."
These classmates were actually accomplices. Not only did they stand by and watch Gu Qiu get hurt, they also followed suit to isolate her, and some of the debris piled on the table next to her was from these people.
Gu Qiu didn't want to say anything. These people would never be her friends.
Just then, a few boys came to the door of Class 1 and asked, "Excuse me, is Gu Qiu here?"
"Hello, I'm Gu Qiu, what can I do for you?"
Several boys smiled cheerfully and said, "You're Gu Qiu, the top student in the grade. Teacher Wei asked us to see if you'd like to help carry something to Class 2. This is your desk, right? Come on, let's take it away."
Gu Qiu was a little surprised. Is the style of Class 2 so special?
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