写不出来 (3-2)

He got up and walked out of the classroom door. Everyone had already left, so he walked towards the school gate. However, on the way, he encountered a few troublemakers who openly revealed his family affairs.

From his father to himself, he never cared. Perhaps, in his own heart, he had become as unbearable as his father. Silence and tolerance were the best ways to hurt himself, not only him, but also his mother

Listen to them start slandering their own mother, even if she dies, they want them to be buried with them

He suddenly picked up the branch beside him, his eyes filled with unwillingness, anger, and sadness

Waiting for the warm liquid to come, but feeling a resistance, it was Teacher Ripert who took the branch from his hand and scolded him：

“They're not worth it。”

——————————译文：

教室里是一阵欢呼声，老师带来了一个好消息。

“同学们，我们将在明天进行秋游，校长安排大家备好美术工具，由个人赛事进行比赛，评委是大家，希望大家不要因为什么个人恩怨而报复，公平竞争，里佩尔老师也会来帮助你们，好了亲爱的大家放学吧！”

大家吵得吵，闹得闹，一边谈论着带上什么，一会谈论里佩尔老师的容貌，毕竟，上过几次表白墙的老师容貌并不差。

不过，安静的一角却坐着一位格格不入的学生，宽大得兜帽盖住了整张脸，有人说长得很丑，有人说是guai胎，不过他都习以为常，只是扫过去一眼，便让那人落慌而逃。

“看了吗？那个guai胎！奈布·萨贝达，他ke死了他全家！”

“就是，离他远点，hui气！”

他就默默听着，时不时瞟他们一眼，然后趴下，习以为常的装死。

毕竟，就算问他，他也只是：

“无所谓。”

一晃，就到了六点。

他起了身，出了教室门，这是大家都走光了，他也就走向校门去，不过路上却遇到几个找事的，那几个人毫不避讳的把他的家事说了出来。

从他的父亲到自己一直都不在意，或许，在自己心中已经成为了他父亲那样的不堪，沉默、忍让是伤害自己的最佳途径，不只是他，还有他的母亲……

听着他们开始诋毁自己的母亲，自己心头一颤，就算是死也要他们陪葬

他忍受不了他的母亲被人诋毁，母亲是那样温柔、和谐，怎能容忍这点不堪

他恍恍的拿起一旁的树枝，眼神里充斥着不甘、愤怒、难过……

等待着温热的液体传来，却感到一股阻力，是里佩尔老师，他夺下了他手中的树枝，训斥到：

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