The chalk dust in the corridor has not yet settled, and the cigarette butts from the first day of transfer are already stuck on the top students' uniforms.
My fists taught people to shut up faster than a pointer, until thirty steel pipes shone coldly around me outside the school gate.
Chen Xu blew out smoke rings and said, "This piece must be done according to my rules."
When I reached for the rusty machete in my schoolbag, my deskmate Shen Yu stood in front of me tremblingly——
"Let him go and I'll go with you."
A rusty machete, a mad dog desperate for life, and a girl willing to be sacrificed.
In this mud school with broken rules, you either lick your blood and climb up, or you are trampled into scum under your feet.
But I never thought that the first drop of blood that woke me up came from her trembling words: "I'll go with you."
