The moment the tomb door closed, Zhao Xiaoyue turned back for one last look before leaving.
Master Pu had finished preparing the inscription long ago. Zhao Xiaoyue looked at the words carved on the tombstone and said, "Master, there's something I forgot to tell you. I donated all your money to establish a foundation."
She knelt before the tombstone, saying, "It was built in your names, in the hope that it will help you. Also, you must find your teacher's wife, otherwise your money will have been wasted!"
Nine people stood behind Zhao Xiaoyue, their eyes swollen like walnuts, while Yang Zhenzhen sobbed.
Hou Taotao had actually told Sixth Master Pu about this a long time ago, including many things at the meeting.
Master Pu easily guessed Zhao Xiaoyue's intention, so he said a few words of thanks!
The clouds on the horizon obscured the scorching sun. There were no mourners, no ceremonies or paper money, only the rustling wind, the swaying flowers, and ten people standing.
They didn't prepare to go back until the sun was setting.
After seeing the others off, Zhao Xiaoyue walked alone on the bluestone path, her head down, seemingly lost in thought.
The sky was dotted with stars, unknown insects chirped in the grass, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, yet she felt lost and disoriented.
Zhang Xiaomeng followed at a distance, feeling dejected.
Zhao Xiaoyue saw the flower sea design in the thatched house. The entire flower bed was covered with heating facilities, and there was a large greenhouse in the mountains behind. No wonder there were such beautiful flowers that winter.
After walking for a long time, she was too tired to walk anymore, so she collapsed into the grass and looked up at the starry sky.
Beside her were roses and tulips in full bloom, as well as other flowers whose names she didn't know. Even if she had ten times the courage, she wouldn't dare to fall on that cluster of flowers.
He even straightened the leaning branch slightly, muttering to himself, "Master, it leaned on its own, it has nothing to do with me."
Why!
A sigh escapes, truly...
I don't know if they're together or not...
In the days that followed, everyone else turned their grief into motivation and worked hard to achieve results, while Zhao Xiaoyue became despondent.
Zhao Xiaoyue ranked last in the placement test, scoring only 10 points in every subject. When her homeroom teacher saw Zhao Xiaoyue's paper, he was so shocked that he fell off his chair.
Lan Caihe held the test paper with only a score of "ten out of ten," and her mouth was big enough to fit an egg.
Min'er watched curiously, wondering how she managed to write on every single page, yet it was as if she hadn't written anything at all.
When asked what happened, she would only shake her head. During class, she would stare intently at the teacher, which frightened the teacher so much that she reported it to the homeroom teacher after class.
After class, she would lie on her desk and close her eyes to sleep. Zhao Zhe was worried that something might happen to her, so he came to find her during the long break. As a result, rumors spread that Zhao Xiaoyue was dating a handsome foreign guy.
The situation escalated further, and Zhao Xiaoyue remained silent, while Zhao Zhe's explanations proved weak.
The homeroom teacher couldn't sit still any longer. She called Zhao Xiaoyue to a private office, poured her a glass of water, and pointed to a chair, saying, "Sit down."
Zhao Xiaoyue thanked the teacher and sat down with her water.
The homeroom teacher of Class 1, Grade 11 was a middle-aged male teacher who wore glasses. He was a very responsible person and had a son and a daughter, both of whom were attending key high schools.
He adjusted his glasses. "How's everything at home lately?"
Zhao Xiaoyue: "Everything's fine at home, and business is good too!"
This kid looks completely hopeless, let's just be direct.
Have you been having any difficulties lately?
Zhao Xiaoyue understood why the teacher had called her, so she smiled and said, "Teacher Huang, I'm fine. It's just that an elder has passed away, and I'm a little sad!"
Teacher Huang understood. These were the elite of the elite, the kind of students who were guaranteed admission to universities. It wouldn't do for them to continue like this and become so decadent.
"How about this, I'll give you a few days off. You can stay home and relax, or go out for a walk to release your emotions, and then come back and get back to studying, okay?"
Zhao Xiaoyue looked up at the middle-aged male teacher who had gained weight. The teacher looked at her gently, as if she were his own child.
Zhao Xiaoyue nodded heavily, her voice thick with emotion, "Yes, thank you, teacher, for giving me three days off. I need to get myself together."
Zhao Zhe was sent to Hou Taotao's place by Zhao Xiaoyue.
She spent the whole day holed up in her small apartment watching TV. When she got hungry, she would just eat whatever was available, like a carrot. When she was thirsty, she would just drink water from the tap.
He looked even more wilted than a frostbitten eggplant, listless and soulless.
I was so sleepy that I curled up on the sofa and fell asleep, while the TV was still on.
The doorbell rang early the next morning. She struggled to open the door and, seeing it was a comic convention, let them in.
At the anime convention, Zhao Xiaoyue was dressed fashionably in bright colors, and the hair gel in her hair made her frown. She had the most popular bag of the season slung over her arm and was pinching her sunglasses with her delicate fingers.
What a flashy outfit! Her diamond nail polish was so dazzling that she shielded her eyes from the light with her hand.
The man put down his sunglasses at the convention and patted them gently. Then he lifted Zhao Xiaoyue's chin with two fingers and tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk. He looked around and tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk.
Zhao Xiaoyue slapped away those two delicate hands, which were comparable to those of a woman. "Are you calling a dog or feeding a chicken? Tsk tsk nonstop!"
He went back and collapsed on the sofa, continuing to sleep listlessly.
"Hey Zhao, you've seen the world before, this kind of dejected look doesn't seem like you."
Then he sat down on the sofa opposite Zhao Xiaoyue with his legs crossed, watching her with a leisurely air.
Zhao Xiaoyue lifted her glasses. "You've regained your memories?"
"No, do I need to recover your memories? In my mind, you're like a Border Collie!"
They have inexhaustible energy and are exceptionally obedient to orders!
A plush pillow flew dramatically toward the comic convention, where it was caught.
"What are you comparing me to without regaining your memory? Who looks like a Border Collie?" Zhao Xiaoyue slumped back onto the sofa.
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