Rebirth: Starting from Saving the Desperate Girl

Chapter 114: Chen of the past, An of peace

Chapter 114: Chen of the past, An of peace (Please subscribe!!!)

……parting?
Hearing this question, the girl was slightly startled.

She has written many essays over the years, but this seems to be the first time she has written one on the theme of separation.

No, maybe I have written about it before, but memories are always mottled and incomplete, and can easily be covered by new things.

It's normal that she can't remember.

Without saying anything else, she spread out the test paper in her hand, which was faintly scented with ink, and wrote three words in the name column at the top of the test paper.

'Li Qingyue'.

Maybe the girl wanted to concentrate on writing, but there was a restless and funny person beside her.

Fortunately, she is no longer the girl who was diagnosed with mild autistic tendencies, so she does not find it troublesome to deal with these things.

"Wow, class monitor, your name is quite nice..."

Li Qingyue's hand holding the pen paused slightly. She looked at the small squares on the paper, her lips twitching slightly.

"You don't know my name just now, do you?"

Hearing this, Ye Qianqian's expression froze. She stuck out her tongue and made an exaggerated expression, as if she was wronged. She groaned, "How is this possible!"

Her eyes turned, and she smiled again, chuckled.

"Class monitor, don't worry about it. Just tell me if I'm the first person to praise your name!"

Ye Qianqian didn't notice that the girl was obviously stunned for a moment after she said this.

She lowered her head slightly, her eyes drooping.

After a while, a reply came.

"no."

"Eh hey... isn't it?"

"Well, no."

This time, the reply seemed particularly powerful.

The girl, who had tied her hair into a single ponytail today, looked more capable. She repeated it in a firm tone.

"Who is that?"

Ye Qianqian was curious. She was a restless person and loved to explore gossip.

And looking at the reaction of my desk mate who is also the class monitor...it seems like he has a little secret!

But the girl did not do as she wished. She just shook her head slightly and did not respond.

"Oh, squad leader, please, tell me..."

"Boys or girls?"

"Male or female?"

"It can't be your ex-boyfriend!"

Listening to the increasingly outrageous speculations, the girl's ears slowly turned a barely perceptible shade of pink.

She subconsciously wanted to deny it, but then she thought, ex-boyfriend...former male friend, it sounded reasonable, right?
So I bit my lip and stared at the test paper. I just ignored her and let her say whatever she wanted. It had nothing to do with me.

But after waiting for a moment, she whispered back, "Don't ask, it happened a long time ago."

"Hiss, that can't be true?!"

Ye Qianqian couldn't help but take a breath.

"What about him? Is he in our school?"

The girl hesitated and shook her head slightly.

"Then where is it, No. 1 Middle School, No. 2 Middle School, or Fudan University Affiliated Middle School?"

Ye Qianqian called out the names of several schools in succession, just like calling out the names of dishes.

These schools have recently become strong competitors of Changpu Middle School.

But she saw that the monitor was silent for a while, but still shook his head.

As if a flash of lightning flashed through her mind, Ye Qianqian's eyes lit up, and she suddenly asked: "Could it be that he is not in the Magic City?!"

This time the girl remained silent for a long time.

But the answer is clear.

Seeing this, Ye Qianqian felt embarrassed to continue asking.

Because in her mind she had already imagined a tragic love drama in which the two were young and ignorant, testing each other, and finally were about to fall in love with each other, but in the end were forced to separate for some reason.

After a long while, she gritted her teeth and asked, "Then you didn't even leave any contact information? Qiuqiu or something..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, because the expression of the girl in front of her was becoming visibly depressed.

In the end, he still shook his head slowly.

No one would have thought that the ray of light coming out from the crack of the tattered iron door in the rooftop corridor would be their last sight.

Nothing is left.

Even the letter that I didn't dare to hand over.

I left in such a hurry that year and was too young to even think about leaving any contact information.

Besides, she hadn't registered QQ at that time.

There was indeed a computer at home, but it was not until she was in high school that she started to come into contact with these electronic devices by chance.

Actually...there isn't much impression left, right?
Just like what my father once said, they also made good friends in elementary school, middle school, high school and college, and they thought they would be together forever.

But as time goes by, those passions and memories will always be slowly erased for various reasons...

Even during this process, you may not feel it at all.

Only at a certain time, when talking about something or a certain sentence with new friends, will I suddenly realize that...someone had said this a long, long time ago.

……

"Ring ring ring..."

A class lasts forty-five minutes and goes by quickly.

As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the quiet classroom gradually became noisy again.

Some people stood up to hand in their papers, while others stood up to go to the bathroom.

Strictly speaking, the answer sheet has been completed at this time, but the next class is a Chinese class, so it is generally assumed that you can continue writing until the next class, and then the papers will be collected together.

What's more, I don't know where the teacher has gone now.

It's in the back of the classroom, in the first row.

The girl had already stopped writing and was just staring out the window in a daze.

Her answer sheet had already been taken away, but her deskmate, a girl named Ye Qianqian, was still writing furiously.

According to her, she got enough inspiration from their initial conversation, and concluded that in this essay test, she, Ye Qianqian, would be able to amaze everyone and shock the Chinese teacher!

But...will there really be any inspiration?

As the person involved, confusion flashed in the girl's eyes.

Now, that experience seems like a dream.

A slightly sweet dream that I always want to have again.

Li Qingyue took out a box of milk from the drawer, tore off the straw and inserted it.

She held it in her hand and drank it in small sips.

Suddenly I started sniffing and felt like crying for some unknown reason.

She felt her father had deceived her.

Although many years have passed, she is no longer timid. She will take the initiative to greet people and has made many new friends.

She even became class monitor...

But what happened that year did not fade away with the passage of time as my father had said.

On the contrary, every time I think back, every word the boy said, every time he raised his eyebrows, every subtle movement, are so clear.

She still remembered the first words they spoke, on an ordinary evening.

Class 1 of Grade 7 was very quiet after school.

The sunset cast a warm yellow hue on the boy, and he frowned slightly.

"Li Qingyue, where is the person on duty with you?"

"What are you standing there for? Come on..."

"Because your name is like the heroine in those fairy tale novels...it would be strange if you couldn't remember it, right?"

I remember that early morning, he stood on the podium.

"What I want to say is that the name Li Qingyue is very nice and doesn't need any other name... I don't want to hear anyone calling me by those nicknames anymore."

"Li Qingyue, it's Li Qingyue."

"Why are you looking at me? You have to do something after receiving protection money, right?"

I also remember how reluctant he was when he held my hand, and how my heartbeat quickened.

She remembered so much...

Her vision gradually became blurred and the girl took a deep breath.

It’s not like the past two years. I no longer cry whenever I think about these things.

She squeezed the box hard, trying to take a big gulp of milk directly.

Suddenly, I heard the murmur of my deskmate.

"Very handsome..."

What's handsome?
Li Qingyue blinked her misty eyes and then noticed that the classroom had become quiet at some point.

She looked up.

The next moment, the little mouth opened slightly unconsciously, and the snow-white milk dripped from the corners of the lips.