The first version of the Rabbit Raising Plan

Early the next morning, after Mr. He sent Mo He to school, he went home, and Mo He slowly walked into the classroom after seeing Mr. He's disappearing back.

As soon as he opened the door of the classroom, he saw a group of people gathered around his seat. Someone shouted "Mo He is here!" The group dispersed like a kid who had successfully played a prank.

Mo He looked at the man who ran away, to his surprise, the man was not Xu Zhi, but Ding Hu, he walked to his seat, saw the drawer was full of garbage, Mo He clenched his little hand into a fist .

Hearing the group of people whispering in the corner, and casting mocking glances at him from time to time, Mo He started to tidy up his drawers. Fortunately, they just stuffed garbage into it. Just clean up the garbage and wipe it with a rag Enough.

After Mo He has sorted everything out, it’s almost time for class. The first class is the class tutor’s class. After all, they are still third-grade students. The things they teach are not difficult, and they are just basic skills. Mo He draws pictures in his notebook while listening to the class .

When Mo He was drawing people, he changed his brush and slowly depicted faces similar to himself. Although they were not very similar, some of their appearances were still outlined.

He looked at what he had drawn. Mo He closed his eyes, holding back the tears that were about to burst into his eyes. He knew that he couldn't cry, and he couldn't show his weak side, but the side of his face that was holding back the tears was sitting Tang Tongtong next to him saw it.

Tang Tongtong took out a piece of toilet paper from her schoolbag and wanted to pass it to Mo He. Just as she was about to reach out to give it to Mo He, she saw Mo He open his watery eyes. The corners of his eyes were a little red, but still very Calmly return your attention to the blackboard.

Seeing Mo He like this, Tang Tongtong tightly squeezed the toilet paper in his hand.

After that, Mo He didn't dare to be distracted. He poured all his energy into his homework. He watched the teacher's words fly all over the podium, and finally assigned another homework before get out of class was over, and asked everyone to go home and finish it. .

The homework is very simple for elementary school students. It is a composition called 'My Family', but the teacher hopes that in addition to introducing your family, you can also add some trivial things at home and add some personal experience.

Mo He looked at the composition paper in his hand, he just felt that the weight of this paper was very heavy, how should he write?Write about the good old days?Write about the current situation at home?

This is very difficult for a primary school student. After all, even Mo He himself can't believe that his father who hugs him every day and smiles at him amiably is gone. The last impression of Bo Cheng was the way he came to pick him up with smiling eyebrows and crooked eyes, but everything changed in just an instant.

After the teacher assigned homework, everyone dismissed the get out of class. Mo He sat in his seat and looked at the manuscript paper on the table, thinking whether he should go back and discuss with Mr. He how to write.

"Mohe."

A girl patted Mo He on the shoulder. Mo He turned his head and looked at the person who called him. That person was Tang Tongtong. Mo He tilted his head, "What's wrong?"

Tang Tongtong smiled slightly, "Do you want to go for a walk? Let me show you the campus."

Mo He opened his mouth, but declined in the end. He didn't want anyone to have an excuse to bully him, "It's okay, I don't need to bother you."

"No trouble!"

"Tongtong!" The girl with a ponytail interrupted Tang Tongtong's words while holding a ball, "Tongtong, you promised me to play."

Fang Lanlan walked over step by step, Tang Tongtong looked at Fang Lanlan, turned her head and looked at Mohe again, "Hold..."

"If you want to be busy, go, I'm fine."

"kindness."

While they were talking, Fang Lanlan also walked up to Tang Tongtong, "Tongtong." Although she was calling Tang Tongtong, her eyes were on Mo He, and Mo He also saw traces of disgust in her eyes, he hurriedly He hurriedly lowered his head, not meeting Fang Lanlan's eyes.

"Xiao Lan, let's go." Tang Tongtong dragged Fang Lanlan out of the classroom, and Mo He relaxed after the two drove away.

Thinking that there was still some time before class, Mo He decided to go out for a walk. After all, in the classroom, he would only feel more bored. He felt like an animal in a cage, being watched by others.

Mo He was walking in the corridor, looking at the big trees and the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, and looking down, he would see a group of energetic and energetic students running on the playground.

The laughter reached Mo He's ears, reminding Mo He that he was so happy in the past. In the elementary school in City A, he got along well with other people in the class, and it was easier for everyone to get along with each other when he was young. He often Play with people from other classes.

As soon as the get out of class is over, they immediately gather together to play games like ghost catcher or hide-and-seek. Obviously it happened not long ago, but Mo He feels like it was a long time ago.

Mo He smiled bitterly. When did he start thinking so much?Obviously before, he didn't like to think about these things the least, Mo He suppressed the weird feeling in his heart, and walked back slowly, back to the classroom.

As Mo He thought, ordinary days are no longer there. Every morning when Mo He arrives at school, he will see that the drawers are full of things. At first, he only stuffed some garbage, and only once a day, but after that, it became more and more crowded. Ordinary, even the practice has gradually changed.

This morning, Mo He came to the classroom with the feeling of going to school to clean up the trash again, but what caught his eyes was not a drawer full of trash, and of course it was not a clean drawer.

This time, the drawers were stuffed with rubbish, but there were also some broken food, and even the table was covered with food waste, making other students afraid to approach Mo He's seat.

Mo He clenched his fists, and walked to his seat after being mentally prepared. Just getting nearby, the stench got into Mo He's nose, and the disgusting smell almost made Mo He spit it out.

He didn't know how those people could bear the smell and put things on his seat, but they couldn't clean it up.

Mo He endured the stench of kitchen waste and walked to his seat. He first took out the garbage bag he had prepared to clean up the garbage in the drawer. Just as he was about to clean up, someone pushed him hard from behind. Mo He, Mo He was unsteady, and he lay down on the table full of kitchen waste.

But the person who pushed Mo He just casually said sorry and walked to Ding Hu's side. Mo He's face was buried on the table, and he was in close contact with the kitchen waste on the table, and the tears that were about to fall were slowed down. Slow down.

He knew that the people who pushed him were Ding Hu's group, he knew that they were laughing at his embarrassment, and he knew that if they knew that he was crying, they would laugh at him in a worse way.

Don't cry, don't cry, don't show weakness!

Mo He wiped the kitchen scraps on his face with his sleeve, continued to tidy up his table, and then went to the toilet to clean himself up.

But he thought that was all for today, but Mo He was wrong.

Ding Hu's group always yelled in the classroom, "Why does it smell like kitchen waste!" They would always cover their noses and frown and say "It stinks" when passing by Mo He.

He can't bear it, he can bear it.

But during the lunch break at noon, Mo He wandered slowly outside. He likes to walk in places where there are no people or few people. I don't know if it is intentional. Ding Hu's group of people are like ghosts, lingering.

As Mo He walked, he would be hit by balls, splashed by water, bumped by people, and tripped over.

When it was time to finish school, Mo He thought he could finally go home, but it was raining cats and dogs. Mo He saw that the weather was fine this morning, so he didn't bring an umbrella, so now he can't go home at all.

Mo He sat in his seat and wanted to wait for the rain to subside before going home, but the rain kept getting heavier and heavier.

Just as the clock rang at six o'clock, Mo He feared that mom and grandpa were worried and planned to rush home in the rain, when the classroom door opened.

Generally speaking, at this time, there should be a soft and cute girl holding a small pink umbrella and quietly asking the boy she likes if she wants to share an umbrella with her when she goes home.

If you think so, you are very wrong.

That's right, there is a small pink umbrella. Someone asked him if he wanted to go back with an umbrella, but it wasn't the cute and cute girl, but the cute and cute wife.

And it's still the wife with glasses, that person is Hu Xinhong.

"Mohe, do you want to go back together?"

Mo He looked at the head outside and it was raining like water, and he didn't know when it would stop, so he nodded and agreed to Hu Xinhong.

The two quietly left the classroom and walked out of the school. Not long after leaving the school, a voice stopped them.

"Mohe."

How could Mo He not know this voice?Isn't it Ding Hu?Mo He turned his head to look at Hu Xinhong, and said that it was Hu Xinhong who said he wanted to go here. He said he was hungry and wanted to buy something to eat, so he would go this way.

Feeling Mo He's gaze, Hu Xinhong hurriedly lowered his head, said "I'm sorry" and fled in a hurry.

The heavy rain hit Mo He's thin body, pricking him like needles, Mo He smiled wryly, and tears rolled down his face.

It is he himself who trusts people in this way, and he cannot be blamed.

Mo He turned his head to look at Ding Hu's group standing behind him, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and the rain mixed with tears flowed down slowly.

"what happened?"

After hearing his own voice, Mo He found that his own voice trembled a little. Everyone is afraid when facing the unknown fear.

Ding Hu didn't answer him, but just made a gesture, and the people next to him surrounded Mo He and supported Mo He. The two who supported Mo He warned him in Mo He's ear, "Don't bark, just talk."

As for what they are talking about, Mo He knows without thinking...