Chapter 110 The Butterfly Effect
Su Xiaojuan tried to recall the past, "What's his name... Liang Zhuoqian, that's a pretty cultured name."
Su Xia then asked, "What's your English name?"
"I'm not a foreigner, I don't care about this."
"Don't you know your mother's English?" Su Xiaojuan rolled her eyes at her and drank the rest of the beer in the bottle. "Hello, thank you, how much is it? That's all."
Su Xia: “…”
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Senior year of high school is senior year of high school.
After the exams, there are still endless monthly and weekly tests and in-class tests, which are like knots of various sizes. They are used to mark the passage of time, but also to tighten the strings in students' hearts from time to time, fearing that they will loosen.
The evening self-study sessions when people could leisurely flip through magazines are gone. Instead, there is a blackboard filled with writings by class representatives from various subjects, and papers piled up like free papers on the desk.
With the 110-point agreement from last time.
Su Xia became addicted to agreeing with Xu Jiqing on rewards for progress, but she no longer dared to mention any material rewards.
Food will be wasted, and everything else will be extravagant.
She didn't know why Xu Jiqing, such a frugal person, acted as if the money he earned so hard was blown by the wind every time he was with her. She had advised him so many times, both openly and secretly, but he just pretended not to hear.
Oh, she obviously didn't mean that...
The arts festival is just around the corner.
Senior year has nothing to do with the world's troubles. It's time to work hard. The freshmen and sophomores will sit on the floor in the gymnasium. Su Xia and He Miao's special program will be very late. According to the order on the program list, their performance time will be close to school dismissal.
This year's National Mathematics League provincial competition happened to be held on the same morning, and the examination venue was located at the old campus of Jiangda University, not far from No. 1 Middle School.
The first and second exams are over, and the bell for submission of papers is at 12:40.
At that time, this group of S-class elites who have been tense for more than half a month will disband on the spot, return to their homes, catch up on sleep, go shopping and play games, and welcome a half-week staggered holiday.
Just because no one wants to go back to school doesn’t mean they can’t go back to school.
Xu Jiqing promised her that as long as she maintained the same ranking in the monthly exam, he would come back to watch her performance.
This time she emphasized that nothing should be brought.
But sit where she can see you.
The boy's reply was as concise as ever: [Okay.]
Su Xia's cheeks suddenly became prominent, and she couldn't help but over-interpret the words, forcing herself to taste something completely opposite to indifference from that one word.
He is so gentle.
Woo woo.
Senior year of high school, buried in writing papers, is like the bottom of the sea.
Accompanied by my brother, I made an appointment to watch her performance during my senior year of high school. It was a seaside holiday, with coconut trees and a beach, the sun was shining, and frangipani flowers were blooming on the branches, one by one.
Su Xia was now completely absorbed in his studies, with no distractions, and had long forgotten the young man named Liang that Su Xiaojuan had mentioned.
The following Friday, after school, He Miao and she walked out of the teaching building shoulder to shoulder.
After turning into the tree-lined avenue and waiting for all the classmates to disperse, the short-haired girl who had been holding back her words finally couldn't hold it back anymore. She raised her hand and whispered to her, "Guess who I met in the cafeteria today."
Su Xia followed up by asking her, "Who?"
"...that handsome surfer boy I showed you before!"
"Help! Is this some kind of campus prank targeting me?" He Miao couldn't help but raise his hands to cover his face, a soft whine escaping from between his fingers. "I don't know where he got this No. 1 Middle School uniform from. It's exactly the same as the three-piece suits at their school. It's incredibly plain, but I still recognized it at a glance."
"God knows I just got called into the physics teacher's office for a chat. He was so harsh that I almost wanted to jump into the artificial lake. Then he just, like, plopped down from the sky. I thought I was too sad and my eyes were in trouble."
"I heard his friends calling his name. Wow, his Chinese name is nice too. His name is Liang Zhuoqian."
Su Xia: “…”
Su Xiaojuan's words came to my mind again.
She put it together with great effort. As good sisters, she told them everything she knew. "My mother seems to know his father. They just met during the summer vacation."
"I don't know the details, I just know his father is in the luxury goods business and his family is quite wealthy."
It should be much better off than their family.
Otherwise, with Su Xiaojuan's outspoken temper, she would not have insisted on calling him "Mr. Liang" for several rounds before transitioning to "that Hong Kong guy" just in front of her.
"His character seems fake..."
He Miao sighed several times, feeling both lost and excited. Her girlish thoughts were written all over her eyes, and her cheeks were flushed. "But I really feel like this is fate."
"With such a vast information flow, I was able to spot him at a glance and look at him for so long."
"This morning my mom had an early shift and dropped me off at school a little after six, leaving me to make do with a couple of bites in the school cafeteria. This was the only time I'd had school breakfast in three years, and I ended up running into him right there at the window."
Su Xia asked, "Did you talk?"
"No," He Miao took two small steps on the spot, "but it's almost the same?"
"I was serving free pumpkin porridge and almost spilled it when I turned around. He suddenly appeared and helped me up."
He Miao's hair has grown longer recently. She tucked her short hair behind her ears and pinned it with a star-shaped hairpin, which shimmered in the sunset. "You know what? At that moment, I felt like it was worth the dream."
Su Xia smiled, "I understand."
That's how people are.
If you like something, you will worry about gains and losses.
But when this kind of liking becomes a little more, even rising to the level of missing, it will become very easy to be satisfied, as if the experience is enough, and having these thoughts is enough.
More than a year after her rebirth, she had thought this countless times.
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Sometimes, even Su Xia herself finds the butterfly effect magical.
She is walking a completely different path in her life. There will be choices on the main road, and there will be endless new intersections on the forked roads, waiting for her to take her first step.
Things that I had no memory of in my previous life happened every day, and the number of people who had never appeared in my memory increased.
At that time, Su Xiaojuan did not make so much money. She felt that she had encountered a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to go public, so she continued to pursue the traditional women's clothing model.
She had never been to Hong Kong, nor had she met Mr. Liang, let alone going to a cotton mill together and developing a close relationship, or bringing her son to the mainland to experience a different life.
And Liang Zhuoqian, whom He Miao had been thinking about, seemed to have always stayed on the other side of the screen. Until the year she was reborn, she had never heard of any intersection between the two people.
Meeting doesn't necessarily lead to anything.
But the two straight lines that were supposed to be parallel in the dark changed their original trajectory because of her existence, and there was a tiny moment of intersection. The thrill and sense of accomplishment could not be described to anyone.
Su Xia had no choice but to write it down carefully in her diary to remind herself to live a good life in the future.
The days go by.
The time before the monthly exam passed faster than turning the pages of a book. Before Su Xia could even get nervous, the last exam was over and the new report card was handed out.
She fulfilled her promise.
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