Let go
Time flies, and the second mock exam is here.
Despite having done a lot of review, Song Huan could still feel a bit nervous.
Song Huan calmed herself down and silently cheered herself on countless times.
Lin Xing was in the same exam room as her.
But unlike before, his face was pale, his eyes were panicked, and his whole body was trembling.
Song Huan was a little worried, so she went to his location to ask.
"Never mind."
Song Huan said hoarsely, waving his hand.
This was his reply to her.
Song Huan felt as if her heart had been stabbed with a knife; the words "don't worry about it" struck her very soul.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Okay."
These two words constantly reminded her that they were just friends.
Or perhaps it was a warning to her that they had never been friends.
——
Lin Xing did not come on the day the exam results were announced.
Looking at his report card, Song Huan realized he had done very well, jumping directly to second place in his grade.
However, Lin Xing dropped to 27th place, falling directly out of the top 20.
Song Huan wanted to help him catch up on his studies and improve his grades.
She wrote this goal down in her notebook.
But after waiting for two or three weeks, Lin Xing still hadn't come.
It wasn't until Song Huan overheard a group of girls in her class discussing something that things changed.
"Lin Xing's grandfather passed away yesterday, so pitiful~"
"But unfortunately, this handsome guy is transferring schools and seems to be going back to school today to complete the procedures."
"Don't get your hopes up. The handsome guy's registered residence is in City A, so taking the college entrance exam here is impossible."
......
Song Huan froze in her seat, her eyes glazed over, her hands trembling.
She had heard Xu Han say that those girls all lived in the same neighborhood as Lin Xing.
Those who can live in that community must be wealthy families like Lin Xing.
She felt so stupid, so stupid. How could he possibly like her?
After all, we might not even be considered friends anymore.
She never wanted to be friends with Lin Xing again, never again.
She lay on the table, sobbing softly.
"Ring ring ring".
The school bell rang, and Song Huan glanced out the window and saw Lin Xing standing outside.
He was holding a stack of documents, his eyes were indifferent, and there seemed to be someone with him beside him.
"The person outside looks like Lin Xing's friend." One of the students was bold enough to sneak a peek at the door. "He's really good-looking, and he seems like a good match for Lin Xing."
These words sparked a discussion among the classmates. Song Huan, supporting herself on the table with one hand, trembled slightly.
That person was none other than Jiang Rou.
"Huanhuan." Xu Han held her hand, somewhat worried.
"I'm fine," Song Huan said with a forced smile.
When she rummaged through her notebooks in her schoolbag, she found a piece of draft paper.
The letters LX and SH were clearly written on the draft paper.
Lin Xing and Song Huan.
That was his past and his memories, the heartbeat that throbbed back then.
Song Huan took out the paper, picked up the pen, and wrote three words on the side:
Inappropriate.
She was ready to sever their ties.
But are you really willing to give it up?
......
Song Huan looked up again and her gaze met Lin Xing's from outside the door.
Lin Xing gave Song Huan a faint smile, just like before.
The only change was that Song Huan no longer smiled at her, but gave her a cold look before lowering her head again.
She was afraid that if she looked at him for too long, she wouldn't be able to forget his existence.
——
After returning home, Song Huan ran back to her room and leaned on the balcony to watch the sunset.
My phone chimed; it was a message from Lin Xing.
[What’s wrong with you? ]
Although it was only five words, you could clearly feel his panic.
Song Huan calmed down for a few seconds and replied:
What do you think?
[Did you deliberately hide the news of my grandfather's illness from me? Everyone else knew, but I was the only one kept in the dark.]
[Ah Xing, you haven't come to tutoring in a long time.]
The other end remained stuck on "typing" for a long time before finally replying:
[I just didn't want you to worry.]
Song Huan stared at the message, somewhat annoyed.
Have we truly opened our hearts to each other, Ah-Xing?
[Perhaps we were never meant to be on the same path.]
Yes, they are from different worlds, it's impossible for them to ever be together.
You may never have considered me your friend.
Lin Xing: [No, I did...]
The other party has blacklisted you.
That day, as the sun set, the scene was exceptionally desolate, much like their destinies were about to part ways.
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