The first class of evening self-study began. It was an English class. The students were all nervous. The moment the teacher walked into the office, the classroom fell silent.
The English teacher was just like usual, explaining the test paper and then asking students to speak. Because this monthly exam paper was quite difficult, most students in the class did not perform very well. Now looking at her, they all felt a little nervous.
After several students stammered, her expression darkened noticeably. She slammed her book down on the podium and said, "What were you doing during your summer vacation? Were you all just playing around? The monthly exam was only a little more difficult, and you ended up doing so badly?"
"Those students I just called up couldn't even translate smoothly even such a basic reading comprehension question. I don't know how you usually study English. The college entrance examination is coming soon. I hope you will pay attention and be responsible for yourselves."
The students who were criticized were somewhat disheartened, and a few of the girls' eyes were secretly red. After she finished speaking, she continued to explain without a pause. The class was very short, and the bell had rung for a long time, but there was still no sign of stopping. Everyone in the class sat in an orderly manner, not daring to be distracted.
I don’t know how long it took, but the English teacher finally said the get out of class was over. Before leaving, he called Xu Lin to his office.
The classmates in the class were all sighing, and several of them talked together, analyzing the reasons why Xu Lin was invited for tea.
"Invite for tea" is the default term used by everyone in the class when the teacher calls someone to the office to scold them. Almost everyone in the class has had this experience, but it is the first time for Xu Lin.
Everyone knows that he has always been a favorite of the teachers and his grades have always been among the best. Ever since he transferred to the school, he has been unsurpassed. But this time, he was suddenly surpassed by someone. Even though that person was Yan Cuo, they still found it a little unbelievable.
The students were discussing loudly, and every word they said reached Yancuo's ears. She forced herself not to listen, but found that the voices were still pervasive.
My previous suspicion deepened. Was he really letting me win on purpose? Then what was the point of being number one?
It was like being slapped hard in the face by reality. Yan Cuo felt a little breathless. If Xu Lin's English score was still high, his total score would definitely be much higher than his, still reaching a height that he could never reach.
She couldn't help but stand up and leave the classroom, walking towards the office. When she reached the corner in front, she couldn't move her feet. She felt like a clown. What was she doing here? To ask him why he deliberately gave in to her?
She turned around and was about to leave, wanting to escape this suffocating place, but his voice came from behind her.
"Are you here to see me?"
Yancuo paused, turned around with difficulty, and opened his mouth to deny, "No, I just want to go to the bathroom."
Xu Lin looked at her and suddenly laughed, "The toilet is over there."
Yan Cuo was embarrassed for a moment and stood up to leave, but was stopped, "Congratulations, you won first place."
Yan Cuo looked in his direction, somewhat self-deprecatingly, "You're deliberately letting me go, aren't you?"
"No," he replied quickly, "it was my own carelessness. You did very well on the test this time. Congratulations."
Yan Cuo looked at him with some disbelief, but didn't know what to ask. After a pause, she regained her composure and looked up at him. He was looking straight at her with a smile in his eyes. She couldn't help but be stunned by that smile.
"I remember that you have always had good grades in English. I hope you can keep it up."
"good."
After thinking for a while, Yan Cuo still looked at him seriously and said those somewhat heartless words, "Xu Lin, don't do meaningless things, just be yourself. You have always been a very good person, don't change easily for others."
The corners of his mouth twitched, and he stopped smiling. He looked at him and said softly, "But you are not someone else, you are the one I like."
His voice was tinged with pain, and his eyes were fixed on her, refusing to move away. Yan Cuo didn't dare to look him in the eye, and quickly looked away, almost running away.
She really couldn't face those burning eyes. Whenever she faced them, all the cruel words she had prepared in her heart could not be uttered, and in the end she could only flee in panic.
She suddenly remembered the old Xu Lin. He was proud then, with a gleam in his eyes, and looked at everyone with warmth and kindness, yet with a sense of distance. That Xu Lin seemed to have suddenly disappeared.
She couldn't bear to see him hurt, but she was powerless. Love is never reasonable. If he's not the right person, it's useless to force him.
After calming herself, she walked back towards the classroom. The person behind her didn't move, standing still, as if he didn't exist. But if you looked closely, you could see the pain in his eyes. His gaze followed the figure until he could no longer see it.
You remember everything, but the only thing you forgot is that I love you, or maybe my love is just a bother and unnecessary to you.
I just want you to be happy, is that really meaningless? I can't think of anything else I can do to make you happy. You always look at me with a blank expression, and sometimes there's a hint of helplessness.
But it shouldn't be like this. I used to think that the person I liked would also like me. I used to think that love would always be sweet. But Yancuo, tell me, why am I now experiencing the bitterness of love alone? Why can't you look at me even a little more no matter what I do?
He left somewhat lost, walking towards the classroom, watching the figure sitting quietly in her seat, flipping through the book in her hand. He stared at her infatuatedly, his eyes following her movements, then stopping.
In the following classes, he didn't listen to what the teacher said. He just kept staring at her position, a little absent-minded. He didn't respond when his classmates called him several times.
It wasn't until a classmate tapped him on the shoulder that he came back to his senses. He looked at the boy in front of him and asked politely, "What's the matter?"
The boy looked at him strangely, "I've been calling you for a long time, and you kept staring at Yan Cuo. Do you like her?"
The boy's voice was not small, and many people in the class heard it, and many turned to look at him.
Xu Lin is a very popular person in the class. He has excellent grades, handsome looks, and a good family background. He is impeccable in every way. No one believes that he has someone he likes.
Xu Lin glanced at Yan Cuo's position and saw that her back was straight and her shoulders were trembling slightly. He smiled calmly.
"Yes, I like her. I have liked her for many years."
The class exploded instantly, and many people asked him in disbelief, "Are you serious? But Yancuo has a boyfriend."
"But I still want to keep fighting for it. After all, I'm not bad at all. Who knows, maybe one day she'll see me."
The figure in front could no longer sit still, so she stood up and ran outside. Su He called her a few times and ran out as well.
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