Jiang Hua was a little confused. Why did he suddenly say that?
[Chat] [Di Ruhua]: I don't know how to say it.
[Chat] [Yi Gu]: It's okay, give me your answer after you've thought it through. I'll ask you again in a few days.
[Chat] [A Glance]: I will wait for you and respect your choice.
After saying that, Gu's figure disappeared, and when Jiang Hua checked again, it showed that her friend had gone offline.
Jiang Hua closed her laptop, her heart churning with turmoil.
At this time, B is the university.
Jiang Hua wasn't the only one experiencing turmoil in her heart. Gu Yiming stood by the window for a while, feeling a cool breeze blowing in one after another. Looking at the distant buildings and the nearby water, Gu Yiming felt somewhat uneasy.
Why did you blurt it out so easily? Gu Yiming had a bit of a headache.
Gu Yiming leaned against the windowsill, thinking for a long time. But after much deliberation, he still did not regret his decision to tell her his feelings. After all, his affection for her was not unfounded.
Jiang Hua is a kind-hearted girl, and it is precisely because of her kindness and enthusiasm that I got closer to her.
During his second year of high school, Gu Yiming's parents argued constantly, tormenting the family every day. Sometimes Gu Yiming thought: if they divorced, would they stop tormenting each other and everyone be better off? But every time Gu Yiming thought of this, he would imagine his family falling apart. He thought about it again and decided that he would rather have this endless arguing than a broken family.
However, these are not things that Gu Yiming can decide.
In his second year of high school, Gu Yiming's parents divorced.
Like the last straw that broke the camel's back, Gu Yiming's parents collapsed, and Gu Yiming himself collapsed as well. Suddenly, Gu Yiming felt he had lost all his support, and he became unmotivated and lacked any interest in studying.
"Come on, Gu Yiming, can you help him answer this question?" One day in the homeroom teacher's physics class, the teacher called on a student who was dozing off but couldn't answer the question. The teacher turned around, glanced at Gu Yiming, and called him up to answer the question.
Gu Yiming was in a very bad mental state, silently lowering his head and not answering the teacher's question.
"Gu Yiming, I'm asking you a question, stand up and answer!" The homeroom teacher's voice was somewhat angry, as if Gu Yiming was challenging his authority.
"You're not going to answer, are you? Go stand outside for fifteen minutes as punishment!" The homeroom teacher was somewhat annoyed.
Gu Yiming remained silent and got up to go outside.
"Teacher, Gu Yiming didn't do it on purpose. I'm sorry, he hasn't been feeling well lately." After class, Jiang Hua hurriedly ran over to explain to the teacher.
"Really? What's happened to him lately?" the teacher asked, adjusting his glasses.
“I’m not entirely sure either, but I will take care of him,” Jiang Hua said with a worried expression.
After class, Gu Yiming didn't go to the classroom, nor to the cafeteria for lunch, nor to the basketball court. "Then where did he go?" Jiang Hua's worry deepened.
After Jiang Hua had circled most of the campus, she finally found Gu Yiming.
He stood alone on the windowsill of the top floor of the stadium, enjoying the breeze.
Jiang Hua ran too fast and, catching her breath, walked towards him.
"Gu Yiming, are you alright?" Jiang Hua asked cautiously as she stood by the windowsill.
"Gu Yiming, let me tell you a story. Once upon a time, there was a little fish who always longed for the outside world. But she was too small to swim that far. Her mother would tell her, 'Go travel sometime. It's okay. There's no danger here. The outside world is too dangerous.' But the little fish still dreamed of the world. She believed that one day she would have the chance, but she wouldn't have the time to go. When she grew up, she could go out, but she was a little scared. She told herself that maybe the outside world wasn't so wonderful. So the little fish's journey to the outside world was delayed until she became a mother. Her child also wanted to see the outside world. This time, she didn't stop her child. She said, 'Go ahead. The outside world is wonderful. Just remember to come back and visit me.'"
Gu Yiming frowned, but still didn't speak.
"Gu Yiming, can you say something?" Jiang Hua pouted.
The two remained silent for a few seconds.
“The story you told is terrible,” Gu Yiming said.
"No, not at all." Jiang Hua smiled. "But it's good that you can speak." Jiang Hua looked at him and smiled.
Gu Yiming stared at her smile, somewhat stunned, and lowered his eyes.
"Why are you always smiling so happily? Don't you have any worries?" Gu Yiming felt like he had a fishbone stuck in his throat.
“You have worries, but I think they can all be overcome. I know you’re in a bad mood, but although I don’t know the real reason why you’re in a bad mood, I think the people who really care about you wouldn’t want to see you like this,” Jiang Hua replied, looking into his eyes.
These words seemed to particularly sting Gu Yiming's heart.
“I don’t have anyone who truly cares about me.” He said this, frowned, and turned to go downstairs.
Jiang Hua remained in the same spot, completely baffled.
In the days that followed, Gu Yiming was completely devastated.
He often daydreams during class, and even when the teacher calls on him to answer questions, he remains blank and ignores them. He spends most of his time away from the classroom, and sometimes when Jiang Hua tries to contact him several times, he avoids her.
A monthly exam came, and Gu Yiming, in a daze, failed miserably, falling from his lofty pedestal. Gu Yiming, who had always been first in the grade, dropped to 43rd place in this monthly exam. However, this drop of dozens of places did not seem to affect Gu Yiming much. Gu Yiming became unusually decadent, often missing classes and being late.
After the monthly exam results came out, Zhang Zetian, who was always second in her class, often made sarcastic remarks to Gu Yiming in the classroom.
"I thought Gu Yiming was some kind of genius, but he's nothing special. He dropped to 43rd place in such a simple monthly exam. Looks like his previous grades didn't count at all." Zhang Zetian often spoke ill of Gu Yiming in the classroom. At first, many classmates didn't believe him, but as Zhang Zetian talked about it more and more, and with Gu Yiming himself involved, even if they heard it in the classroom, they would glance at him a few times and then remain silent, either sitting in their seats or leaving the classroom. Gradually, many malicious speculations arose among the students.
Jiang Hua would angrily tell Zhang Zetian each time, "He's not like that at all. He was just not in good form and didn't perform well. It's not his fault."
Zhang Zetian always scoffed at it.
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