Let go
"Song Huan, what are you doing?!"
In the office, Teacher Chen's voice was a bit loud, even disturbing Teacher Wang next door.
"Hey Chen Min, why are you yelling at a little girl like that?" Teacher Wang pushed up his glasses and said to Song Huan, who was standing to the side, "Little girl, are you alright?"
Song Huan, fighting back tears, said, "No."
Teacher Chen waved his hand, signaling Song Huan to go back.
As Song Huan left the office, she vaguely overheard the conversation between Teacher Chen and Teacher Wang.
"Chen Min, what happened? Why are you being so mean to a little girl?"
"She was first in my class, but after the Christmas exam, her grades plummeted to outside the top ten. It's clear she's no longer focused on studying, and I'm really worried about her."
"Perhaps the pressure is too much; try to be more tolerant..."
Song Huan could no longer control her emotions; large tears slid down her cheeks, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
"Ah Qiu".
Song Huan looked up and saw Lin Xing handing her a few tissues.
She took the tissue and wiped away her tears.
"It's just an exam, it's nothing to worry about," Lin Xing comforted her.
Song Huan stared at Lin Xing for a long time before finally replying, "Mm."
After speaking, she lowered her eyes and remained silent. Lin Xing saw that she was trembling more and more violently and asked worriedly, "A Qiu—"
“Ah Xing,” Song Huan interrupted him, “Do you know? I’ve always been number one in my class since I was little, so teachers and classmates all pinned their hopes on me, and even my parents did the same.”
"At first I really liked this feeling, but later I realized that the responsibility was too great and it made me feel suffocated."
“As soon as you fall behind, they start to criticize and gossip.”
"This feeling is too tiring and painful."
"From that time on, I understood a principle."
The higher their expectations of you, the greater the chance of disappointing them.
When Song Huan finished speaking, the weight on her heart finally lifted, and she could breathe more easily.
Lin Xing was silent for a few seconds, then said in a hoarse voice, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, just do your best."
Song Huan laughed after hearing this, "Didn't you say you wanted to be my snowman?"
Her eyes were red, making her look like a rabbit.
Lin Xing also replied with a smile: "Yes, I'll be your snowman for life."
I'll be your snowman for life, even if I'm scorched by the blazing sun, I'll still stay with you for a lifetime.
——
Before we knew it, there was only one day left until New Year's Day.
The entire Class 6 of Senior 3 was very excited, and everyone was preparing to welcome New Year's Day.
Xu Han chattered excitedly about what to do on New Year's Day, making a well-organized plan.
Song Huan packed her things, feigning regret: "It's a pity we can only leave it for one day."
These words seemed to strike a nerve with Xu Han, who cried out, "Why only one day?!"
Song Huan was amused by her appearance.
When Teacher Chen arrived in the classroom, the class immediately fell silent.
Teacher Chen tapped the lectern on the desk, his face serious: "Having a New Year's Day holiday doesn't mean we have to relax our studies..."
Everyone had heard Teacher Chen's words almost eight hundred times, and they all lowered their heads and did their own thing.
While Song Huan was picking things up, she happened to glance at the things Lin Xing had piled up.
There was a stack of draft paper there, some pages of which had already drifted to her seat.
Song Huan picked it up, intending to return it to Lin Xing, when suddenly she saw what was written on the first page:
Lin Xing's Crush:
Become a crush
It looked like it had been vandalized; the writing was so dark and, combined with the constant rubbing on the ground, it was no longer legible.
Her heart skipped a beat, and almost instantly, she wanted to know everything.
But I still can't see it clearly.
Song Huan shakily put the draft paper back in its original place.
He doesn't like you; he only sees you as a friend.
This thought filled her mind, and Song Huan could no longer hear what the others were saying.
She was so unwilling to accept it.
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