First crime record

The school bell rang, and the campus suddenly became noisy. I walked out of the school gate and saw a group of hooligans gathered at the school gate. Most of them had eye-catching yellow hair, which was particularly abrupt in the crowd. I just took a quick glance and planned to go straight home.

Just then, two students in school uniforms suddenly approached. One of them hugged my neck intimately, but his tone was a bit unfriendly: "Boy, you are quite arrogant. Why don't you wear a school uniform? What grade and class are you in?" Judging from their school uniforms, they should be students in the third grade of this school. I hurriedly explained: "I am new here today and I don't have a school uniform yet." One of them raised his eyebrows and said: "New here?" Then, they dragged me and walked towards the direction where the hooligans gathered.

After approaching, I saw a classmate standing with the hooligans. A yellow-haired thug with a cigarette in his mouth and tilted his head asked me with disdain: "I heard that you are very powerful. You even killed someone in your previous school?" I pursed my lips tightly and said nothing. Seeing that I didn't respond, he came forward and pushed me a few times, but I remained silent.

Just as the atmosphere became more and more tense, a familiar voice came from behind: "Don't bully him, he is my buddy." I looked back and saw that it was Ma Chao! Among the five of us, he was the only one who was not affected by the previous incident. Ma Chao came over and whispered a few words with the thug. Judging from their familiar appearance, they should have known each other for a long time. After hearing this, the thug waved his hand and said: "So he is your friend, forget it, I was going to get some money for cigarettes."

Ma Chao turned around and looked at me with surprise: "Huang Zhong, I thought you disappeared. I haven't seen you for a year." I remained silent. Ma Chao was still in high spirits, and continued, "You know what? I went back to my old school to look for you. I heard that you didn't go to school, so I didn't dare to go to your house. I waited at your door several times, but I didn't see you go out." He was so excited, but I just said "Hmm" lightly, and said, "Ma Chao, I'm going home, let's not talk anymore." Ma Chao was surprised and looked me up and down: "Huang Zhong, what's wrong with you? I haven't seen you for a year, are you stupid? Look at your eyes now, you are so dazed." I replied expressionlessly: "My mother doesn't allow me to associate with you." Ma Chao was stunned when he heard this. I ignored him and walked straight to the bus stop.

On the way home, I recalled my experience at school that day, and my heart was full of disgust for campus life. What I was most worried about was that I would meet these gangsters at the school gate after school tomorrow. Moreover, as soon as I saw Ma Chao, the bloody scene of that day emerged in my mind involuntarily. The blood on the ground and the chaotic scene made me shudder.

When I got home, my mother asked me with concern as usual: "How were the teachers and classmates treating you at school today?" I answered perfunctorily: "It was OK." My mother then asked: "Did you miss many classes? Can you keep up?" I did not answer her question, but said emotionally: "I don't want to go to school anymore. I feel sick when I see people in school! Mom, can I not go to school?" After hearing this, my mother remained silent. At night, when I was sleeping in the small room, I heard my mother crying softly in the big room, and my father cursing angrily beside me. They were arguing again.

The next day, although I was very resistant in my heart, I still went to school on time. I was absent-minded in class yesterday, but today, perhaps I have gradually adapted to it, I can actually listen to what the teacher said. Although I was naughty and always loved to fight and cause trouble in elementary school, my academic performance was actually quite good. In the fifth grade, I won the second prize in the Mathematical Olympiad, and I received the award in front of all the teachers and students in the school.

Because I suffer from depression, I rarely communicate with my classmates. My classmates seemed to have heard about my situation and kept their distance from me. Probably because I didn't attend the physical education class, everyone knew that I was not in a good mental state.

After school, I followed a beautiful female classmate out of the classroom. The reason I followed her was that she looked very much like the heroine in the adult photo album at home. I have been reading that photo album for nearly a year and I have a deep impression of the characters in it. There is a Japanese character similar to the word "优" in the photo album, so I called the heroine Xiaoyou, and the female classmate in front of me is the real version of Xiaoyou in my heart.

In the first grade of junior high school, many boys have not yet fully developed, but most of the female classmates have grown up to be graceful. Xiaoyou is one of them. She has a good figure, especially her outstanding figure, which is very attractive to me. I followed Xiaoyou all the way to the school gate and saw the gangsters from yesterday, as well as Ma Chao and the yellow-haired guy who had attacked me. My heart tightened, and I quickened my pace and quietly hid beside Xiaoyou. Perhaps because of Ma Chao, the gangsters did not come to trouble me this time.

Xiaoyou seemed to be aware of my presence and turned to look at me. I also looked at her and unconsciously kept the same pace with her. Xiaoyou spoke first: "Student Huang, what bus do you take to go home?" I was stunned for a moment, and about ten seconds later, I suddenly said: "You look like Xiaoyou." Xiaoyou was confused by my nonsense and asked with a smile: "Who is Xiaoyou?" Naturally, I couldn't tell the truth, so I made up a story: "Xiaoyou is my ex-girlfriend."

At this time, my real girlfriend suddenly appeared in my mind. I haven't seen her for a year since graduation, and I almost forgot that there was such a person in my life. Since the fourth grade, she would buy me a bottle of plastic-wrapped beverage for 50 cents every day, and often wrote me love letters to express her love. At that time, I thought she looked sweet, had a beautiful name, and had good academic performance, so I was with her. She liked to watch me fight and show off. We often went hiking and went to the reservoir together. At that time, these were our unique ways of dating.

As I was thinking, I had already walked to the station, and Xiaoyou had long disappeared. When I got home, my mother asked me about school like the day before. This time I didn't mention not wanting to go to school, because I knew that it would be useless to say it.

In this way, I spent about two weeks in school. Time came to the end of September 1996, and the school was about to usher in the National Day holiday. After school, I followed Xiaoyou out of the school gate as usual. My eyes unconsciously fell on her, especially her back, which made me a little dazed. Suddenly, a hand was on my shoulder. I turned my head and saw that it was a gangster. He said to me: "Classmate, come here." I was pulled into the gangster group at the school gate. Xiaoyou saw me being pulled away, just looked back, and left on her own.

I stood in the middle of the gangsters, and the yellow-haired man who had troubled me last time came over, raised his hand and gently patted my face, and said: "Don't look for it, Ma Chao is not here." Then he asked: "Do you smoke?" I didn't answer. He patted me lightly a few more times and said, "I don't have money to buy cigarettes. Do you have any money in your pocket?" I shook my head. The yellow-haired thug didn't search me, but just said viciously, "Bring 10 yuan tomorrow, or a pack of cigarettes, or I will trouble you every day after school. Remember?" Although I suffer from mental illness, I am not stupid. I know clearly that this is clearly robbing me of my money! From elementary school to now, I have never encountered such a thing. I suppressed the anger in my heart, kept silent, held my breath, and suddenly rolled up the sleeves of my school uniform. Seeing this, the yellow-haired thug thought I was going to fight back. He showed a disdainful smile on his face and mocked, "What? You still want to hit me?" I ignored his provocation and just shook the electronic watch on my wrist in front of him. This is the Casio electronic watch that my third aunt brought back from Japan. It was a rare thing at that time. At this critical moment, my mind was working rapidly. I knew that if I gave him the money directly and called the police afterwards, he would definitely deny it and there was not enough evidence. The same was true for giving him cigarettes. After thinking it over, I decided to give him the electronic watch and then call the police when I got home. I must make sure he was caught by the law tomorrow. I couldn't be robbed for nothing. I am not a soft persimmon that can be bullied by others. I hate this kind of money-stealing behavior the most.

So, I decisively took the watch off my wrist and handed it to him. Huang Mao obviously didn't expect me to do this and hesitated for a while. You know, in 1996, electronic watches were very popular, just as popular as Apple phones now. Some electronic watches also have calculator functions, which are quite cool. However, he finally took the electronic watch and said shamelessly: "Okay, don't let me see you again in the future. When I get tired of wearing this watch, I will give it back to you." He didn't know that he had fallen into the trap I set.

After Huang Mao took the watch, he let me go. I didn't walk far when I heard someone shouting from behind: "Hey, mute, wait a minute, come back!" I looked back and saw that it was Huangmao calling me. I didn't know what I was thinking at the time. I panicked and ran forward. Because I ran too fast, I didn't have time to look at the road. I ran fast at the beginning. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my legs and flew out of control. Then my eyes went black and I passed out. I didn't know anything.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself lying in a car with a panicked woman next to me. She said to me anxiously: "Classmate, I am a teacher at school. How do you feel? Where does it hurt? Can you speak?" The driver heard the noise, looked back at me, and saw that I woke up, and hurriedly said: "Classmate, hold on for a while, we will be at the hospital soon." At this time, I gradually woke up and realized that I had a car accident.

The female teacher then asked anxiously: "Student, can you speak? Is there anyone else at home? What's the phone number?" I endured the pain and told her my mother's pager number. The teacher comforted me and said: "Hold on a little longer, I will call your mother when we get to the hospital."

When we got to the hospital, the driver asked me if I could walk. I replied weakly: "I can't walk. I have no feeling in my right leg." As I was talking, blood kept oozing out of my mouth. I felt severe pain in my mouth and teeth. Because I suddenly crossed the road diagonally and ran forward, the driver didn't expect me to rush towards his car, and he didn't have time to brake. The car hit my right leg first, and my right calf to the ankle suffered a serious impact, resulting in a comminuted fracture. My mouth was also hit with a big hole, and my upper front teeth were broken in half. There was also a hole on the tip of my nose, where a stone was embedded when I fell. My luck is so bad. Now I am 30 years old, and there is a 10-centimeter bulge on the outside of my right leg. Inside is a metal frame to fix the bones, which will accompany me for the rest of my life. The half-broken front tooth has not been filled yet. The hole on my nose is getting smaller and smaller, but it has always remained there, so I am definitely not a handsome guy.

The days of treatment in the hospital are really unbearable to look back on, and I really don't want to mention it again. Anyway, the treatment process was long and painful. In that era, most people who drove were rich people. The car that hit me was a JEEP, a public bus owned by a state-owned enterprise. Although I was largely responsible for the accident, all the medical expenses were borne by the other party. In addition to the medical expenses, they also compensated my family about 6,000 yuan. I heard that because of my incident, the school specially organized students to line up after school and walked together, and also carried out a large-scale traffic safety class. But I heard all this later. Why? Because I dropped out of school again. The doctor told me that my leg recovery period would take 7 to 9 months. In order to avoid leaving sequelae, it was recommended that I should not go to school for the time being, even if I was in a wheelchair, I was afraid of accidents. In desperation, my parents had to decide to let me stay at home for another year, and communicated with the school.