C135 Why are you doing this?

Why are you doing this?

Sure enough, on Monday morning, during radio gymnastics, I was very pleased to find that her graceful figure had recovered well. At this moment, he also saw me and gave me a brilliant smile.

When I arrived at the door of the class this morning, I was summoned to the office by the head teacher. He specifically asked me to write a speech script and then represent the class in a speech competition on the theme of motivation and advancement.

I clearly know that this competition is especially important to him who loves his reputation. In the eyes of the teachers and students of this school, he is a young man who strives for the top position in everything.

In fact, I also know that last month, when his precious daughter was amputated due to a car accident, the huge shadow of his life was created, and as a result, on a nightmarish night, he suddenly dropped into a 'painful and lonely appendage.' In order to brighten his life and gradually restore him to his former happiness, I resolved to use my efforts to give him a happy, cheerful first step, so I boasted and promised myself that I would take first place.

After many rounds of intense competition, I successfully made it to the top 10, but here, I hesitated. After careful observation, I clearly knew that among the 10 people who were not very keen on studying, there was one person who would be my greatest opponent. She was like a mountain that I could not cross. This not only depended on her eloquent and eloquent words, her melodious and emotive words, but also on her extremely lethal and beautiful appearance.

She was the school's beauty, Xu Wanrou, that almost everyone in the school knew. Her talent and looks had ruthlessly rejected many handsome men, and had also made it so that her predecessors and successors could lie in wait for a long time at the edge of her world. Without hiding anything from everyone, in terms of concealment, I am worthy of being considered as one of the founding elders of this country. If I tried my best, I might be able to outperform her, but the problem was that it hurt me more than it hurt me. Maybe it was because I loved her too much. I had always been reluctant to see the slightest harm done to her world, but I was somehow willing to be her 'spectator of love.' Perhaps that was all I could do.

In the end, the finals began. I quietly took out my speech and read it a few more times, so that my emotions, my tone, my tone of voice, would reach an unprecedented level of unity, thus defeating all the strong enemies, including her.

When the reporter announced the number 7 in a sweet and clear voice, my heart almost jumped out from my stomach, because this was indeed her, Xu Wanrou. It was also at this moment that I suddenly felt that the air around my nose had been replaced by a vacuum, making it hard to describe. However, unexpectedly, she didn't show herself. Only until the girl reported the scene for the fifth time did her homeroom teacher whisper into the reporter's ear the mysterious words.

I was suddenly at a loss, thinking: What happened to her? How could that be … At this moment, I suddenly felt that she was far more important than the promise of iron and the glory that was filled with jewels …

As I was wandering through the labyrinth, I suddenly realized that many people were looking at me as if I were a rare animal. My eyes were wide open, and I couldn't understand what was going on; could it be that they had all seen through my thoughts?

At this moment, one of the students next to me lightly touched me with his unique orchid flower finger and said in a low voice, "It's your turn …" I then walked onto the stage, enlightened, and started my speech. Honestly speaking, I didn't feel like I had reached the initial requirements, but I did manage to win the entire school's speaking laurels.

When I walked up the stage to receive the award and saw the brilliant smile that the teacher in charge of the class had on his face, I didn't feel anything. It was as though my entire nerves had been injected with a drug.

After school, I found out the reason why she often went back to school with me. She told me that Xu Wanrou had automatically lied about her illness and gave up the competition after understanding my condition, and this competition was only the last time in her life. This also subtly showed that this competition was equally important to her.

When I asked her why Xu Wanrou wanted to do this, she purposely made a face, then left in a hurry with a sentence that she had nothing to say.

After Xu Wanrou came to visit, I intentionally waited for her at the place where she often visited. In the end, she still appeared. At first, she was stunned, then she opened her mouth and said in a relaxed and natural manner, "Hello …"

"Why did you do that?" I said with a straight face.

"What do you mean? Did I do something wrong? " She pretended not to know.

"Hmph," I sneered, "I don't want the honor of begging. You are actually looking down on me for doing this …"

She suddenly calmed down and didn't say anything for a long time. Finally, she gently took out her bright red mobile phone from her pocket and looked at it, then said to me, "How about this, we'll have a good chat when we get a chance. If it is really my fault, then I sincerely apologize to you here. "

"It's not a question of right or wrong. I mean, you shouldn't do this..."

"Let's talk about it when we have time. Let's go home and eat first. We still have to attend lessons in the afternoon …" she said gently.

"Mm …" My tears rolled in my eyes as I replied softly.

In that instant, she mysteriously disappeared from my sight. In the blankness before my eyes, I could faintly feel something invisible seeping into my heart …

Then, in a conversation, I found myself in such an intimate relationship with her, as if she were my mirror, and it was obvious to me that... And because of this, we became the school's scandal.

We did not stop there, of course, and it was growing more and more intense.

Just as I was celebrating my good fortune, an invisible storm suddenly struck me in the sky.

I don't know who told me about it, but my father scolded me harshly, not because he was afraid to affect my studies, nor did he forbid me from falling in love, but mainly because her father was still in prison because he sold counterfeit money, and my mother, who had always been amorous from the beginning, spent two days with this man or with that man, with whom it was impossible for such a parent to have a good daughter, and, more seriously, because she was born with some congenital illness, insisted that I forbid all contact with her.

Hearing this, I ruthlessly tore open my own chest. With tears streaming down my face, I resolutely wanted to violate the laws of heaven. I secretly rushed to the ends of the earth with her, but my father ruthlessly slapped me in my fury.

My world was suddenly filled with countless scars, and the pain made me want to die, but I couldn't. Gritting my teeth, I ran out of the door with tears streaming down my face in the dark of the rainy night and my father's voice that pierced my heart.

When I woke up, I found myself in a hospital bed. The dizziness, the confusion, the nurses and their parents at the bedside all told me that my fever was still going on.

"It doesn't matter, just transfer the liquid for a few days and it'll be fine. Don't worry …" The young nurse woke me up, comforted my parents, and walked quietly out of the room.

At this moment, my father slowly moved closer to my ear. His thin, wrinkled cheeks bore testimony to his vicissitudes, and his tone was so low that it was filled with remorse and sadness. "It's my bad, if you really like her, then my father will not stop you. Just now, that child came to see you, and our relatives have also seen her.

"Your dad is doing this for your own good. Don't forget what happened last night, don't hate your dad anymore." The people around him came forward and said.

"Mm …" I softly replied as tears immediately flowed down my face, wetting the pillow …

In the days following my illness, I did not go up to her, but pondered the same question over and over again, whether or not I should go out with her again, and during that time I never saw her again.

She had heard from her classmates that the series of events in her family had made her prepare to drop out of school after finishing this semester. However, because of this matter, she had left her alma mater ahead of time and had left everything else. When she left, she did not say goodbye to anyone. She was a bit lonely, a bit helpless, a bit sentimental.

I stood alone in the empty field for a long time. The recent events were like a set of invisible passwords, spreading out in front of me. Right, a set of invisible passwords for love, making me unable to decipher them.

"Lin Fan, come out for a while …"

The noisy and chaotic classroom was suddenly stabbed by a mysterious and unfathomable sound. At that moment, it was as if it had gone blank.

"What? Teacher Liu called me …" My heart was suddenly spasmed by something, and in an instant, it was like a wave that was being blown by the wind. I clearly knew that this wasn't a good omen. At this moment, the sound coming from the Teacher Liu was far more terrifying than the legendary owl. However, I still did my best to summon up my courage and walk out of the classroom, trembling in fear. Like a little fat sheep who was afraid of wolves eating alive, I walked to the entrance of Teacher Liu's office.

"Come in, Lin Fan", the voice seemed warm, quiet and muffled, lurking within the room was a type of destructive force that made people not flatter.

"Teacher, you …" "Looking for me …?" My voice dropped to a whisper, as if I were trying to turn some inexplicable advantage on my side.

"Oh, the reason why teacher is looking for you today is to discuss a matter with you!"

"What is it?" My heart was at its breaking point.

You are still the lowest in our class. Currently, you are the fifth from the last in the entire year in the three classes, one less than in the first half of the year. Although I have looked for the principal multiple times, wanting you to follow my class, in the end... Sigh … "You have to be mentally prepared for this …!"