She withdrew her gaze and spoke slowly, her voice still gentle as usual, yet carrying an undeniable certainty: "My brother and Shuhe have indeed separated for some reason."
With a "boom," the girls surrounding them instantly erupted in chaos.
"They really broke up? I thought they'd be together forever..."
"Oh my god, even this perfect couple broke up. I really don't believe in love anymore."
"The affair with Shen Qingling was fake, right? Shu Ning, tell us quickly!"
Luo Shuning gently shook her head, her tone still calm: "She didn't cheat on Shen Qingling. The specific reasons... they have their own considerations, and I can't say more."
But to the girls, these words sounded like a cover-up – Gu Luo transferred to Mingde, Shen Qingling happened to be there, and the two left Guangya one after the other. Who would believe they had no relationship?
No one dared to refute Luo Shuning's statement in front of her; they silently accepted the "cheating" claim in their hearts, their faces showing even more regret.
Luo Shuning maintained a gentle expression throughout, her fingers subtly curling her hair – she knew that these words might fuel the rumors, but at least they could spread the news that Gu Luo was currently single. As for the rest, she could only wait and see.
Since you've decided to be yourself, you should fight for what you deserve.
Besides, she didn't spread any rumors. The reason the two hadn't met was because Gu Luo had promised Luo Liang that he would temporarily break up with Luo Shuhe and keep his distance.
Ren Lei, sitting next to Luo Shuning, remained silent throughout, not uttering a single word.
She knew some of the inside story—she knew Luo Shuning's feelings for Gu Luo, she knew the rivalry between the two sisters, and she also knew the intricacies behind this "breakup."
But these words couldn't be spoken; they had to be kept inside. Looking at the expressions of regret, gossip, or slight schadenfreude of the classmates around him, he couldn't help but sigh softly.
Fighting over a husband with her own sister... the bond between best friends is truly difficult.
At the same time, the noise in Class 8 of Grade 2 was even louder than in other classes.
The students' phone screens kept lighting up, and the class group chat was flooded with messages from @顾洛:
[Luoshen, did you really transfer schools?]
Why did you suddenly leave?
Is it true that he broke up with Luo Shuhe?
[@GuLuo, Gu Shen, say hi!]
"......."
The message was sent, but no reply was ever received.
At that moment, Gu Luo was still drinking tea in the principal's office.
Feng Youqing sat by the window, her textbooks spread out on the table, but her eyes were fixed on the two empty seats behind her—the seats of Gu Luo and Shen Yue. The table was still clean, but it lacked human presence.
Her fingers unconsciously fiddled with the bottom of her textbook pages, feeling empty inside, as if something was missing—she used to share snacks with him during morning self-study sessions, but now they were all gone, and even the classroom felt deserted.
Situ Wenyao, who was next to him, was lying on the table with his head buried in his arms. His hair was messy and stuck to his neck.
His eyes were frighteningly empty, as if he had lost his soul. He couldn't even muster the slightest interest in his favorite topic, games. He was as wilted as an eggplant hit by frost, and he didn't even notice when the teacher walked into the classroom.
The bell for morning self-study finally rang, and the chatter gradually subsided, but everyone still harbored rumors about Gu Luo in their hearts.
These true and false messages, like pebbles thrown into a lake, created ripples in everyone's hearts that lingered for a long time.
On the other side, in Class 8 of the second grade, but from Mingde, the students in the classroom were also talking about Gu Luo.
Some girls were excitedly speculating whether Gu Luo would transfer to Class 8 of the second year, since they were both in the same grade.
The discussion on this topic intensified.
Only a certain spot by the window felt isolated from the hustle and bustle.
Lin Han sat there, her back ramrod straight, the morning light streaming through the clean glass window and falling on her open textbook.
Her fingers held the corner of the page, turning the pages so lightly it was almost silent. Her gaze was fixed on the words, so focused that the surrounding chatter seemed like distant background noise.
The voices of girls discussing Gu Luo drifted over from time to time, but she didn't even flinch—not out of feigned aloofness, but because she genuinely had no interest in such gossip.
Of course, she wasn't completely unaware of Gu Luo. She knew he was the "God Gu" of Guangya, a great high jumper, very musically talented, and a songwriter. She admired him to some extent, but it was just admiration for his talent, like appreciating a well-written book or a beautifully sung song, nothing more.
It's worth mentioning that, as the perennial runner-up, Lin Han has always been outshone by Luo Shuning in academics.
In every joint examination ranking list, Luo Shuning's name was always firmly placed ahead of hers.
She had kept this resentment hidden for a long time, but she had to admit that Luo Shuning's excellence was genuine.
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