Speaking of which, what is the essence of bullying? Students, teachers, schools as perpetrators.
No, none of this is essential.
The essence is something more terrifying, which exists not only in the classroom, but also in the office, company, and home.
There are various corners, we usually have to observe the words and expressions, and go with the flow. The majority is naturally considered righteous, and if there is disagreement, we will be excluded.
Yi Yao walked alone on the way home at night.
There are also people who can disguise themselves perfectly.
On the left, on the right, the girls who screamed and exclaimed stylishly dressed without knowing what they saw.
There are all kinds of situations in the world, and those who can see will not hurt others.
They will not be hurt, keep their distance, dodge all kinds of troubles skillfully, and live smoothly by relying on the smile on the surface. They have been cruising in this world with the flow.
This is why people who are subjected to school violence have a high probability of becoming perpetrators of school violence.
They want to masquerade as what they think is a powerful identity.
To follow the crowd, to repeatedly impose what you have suffered on another person.
Only then will they feel that they have integrated into the group and made friends.
She raised her hands, her fingers plunged into her dark hair, and her hands slowly pulled back, her half-short black hair sliding through her fingers, scattered one after another. Her little head became a preoccupied, black flower.
School violence, depression, refusing to go to school, secretly trying to conform to the hypocritical relationships of others.
These were things she didn't care about or know about at all before.
Yi Yao covered his abdomen where the pain gradually intensified, and some could not stand.
She quickly found a convenience store to buy a hot drink and sat down on the bench.
The knife-like pain made her bite her lower lip.
qimingYi Yao, are you alright, what's the matter.
I don't know where Qi Ming came from, but it's really not the right time.
qimingYou are still brave in front of me.
qimingLook like this, come on, I'll take you home.
yiyaoNo need, just let me rest here.
Say a word more Yi Yao all turn heart uncomfortable.
It hurt so much... It hurt so much that she saw that Qi Ming had two shadows.
The cup of white hot drink fell on the ground, and all of it was scattered and merged into the black mud on the ground.
Qi Ming hugged Yi Yao, the person in his arms had lost consciousness.
God, please let Yi Yao go.
Her life has just begun. - Qi Ming
