Section 1

I know that there is love, but there is no longer a future.

I angrily lifted my head, and Zhou Yuchuan, who was making a sound, stood to the right of my desk, looking at me with a smile that was inexplicably bright and sunny.

I took a step back: "Aren't we friends..."

Although I often question their automatic and spontaneous concern for Zhou Yuchuan, and their unilateral belief that this person is somehow related to them, which actually causes a certain degree of distress to the person they like, I must also admit that such blind and naive emotions may indeed be the most precious.

Unfortunately, Luo Yihang does not care about my earnest performance at all. He slightly raised his left eyebrow, leaned closer to me, and fixed his gaze firmly on my eyes: "Friend? Luo Li, your proficiency in Chinese is truly commendable"

I have truly had enough of this version of myself

Do you really think so

Is it the cousin who is studying in New Zealand

The television portrays that people often inadvertently reveal their inner secrets through their daily small actions. Perhaps there is indeed some truth to this statement

"Speaking of which, why did you come to our class during the break? Just to find out who I met yesterday?" I tilted my head and looked at Qianchan, "You shouldn't love me so much, I won't fall in love with you."

She probably just enjoys the feeling of having a crush

I truly do not know. I widened my eyes, striving to present my innocence

Luo Li, your expression indeed has a somewhat enchanting quality, no wonder Zhou Yuchuan is so captivated by you that he no longer glances at any other girls

I nodded: "I thought he had returned. Seeing that it is not him, I am truly extremely disappointed"

"Who is that?" Qian Chan observed Luo Yihang with great curiosity and asked me in a soft voice

Stop pretending. I heard that you chased a boy out of the classroom yesterday and even exchanged a few words in the hallway

However, this time, after just taking five steps, I came to a halt.

It is not because one feels a strong sense of quality, nor is it to appear unique or different from others

Yes, smile

The thousand cicadas patted my face, "What are you daydreaming about again?"

Apart from the assignments that must be submitted to the teacher, I only use a pencil when taking notes or doodling on paper

"Well, it doesn't matter that you don't know what he looks like; just remember that he is the person Xiaoyu likes." She grabbed my hand and pulled me up from my seat

The zodiac test is indeed very accurate. After three months, the accumulated time on his QQ signature has reached its end. He has already forgotten me

The figure of the thousand cicadas, turning back twice with each step, finally entered Xiaoyu's classroom. I took a deep breath and then tried hard to act as if nothing had happened, extending my hand and waving it innocently as if to say: "hi"

Although Qianchan is smiling, there is a seriousness in her eyes that I can read: "Who was that person yesterday?"

In the fleeting moment of passing by, I felt my wrist being firmly grasped by him

"Um, I didn't sleep well last night, and my spirit has been absent today," I explained weakly. "Qianchan, why don't you go find Xiaoyu first..."

The decision has become a reality, the event has already occurred, so why be overly sentimental? Deep down, I sternly remind myself that I cannot avoid facing it. I take a small step back, slightly raise my head, and look at Luo Yihang: "Since he is an 'ex' boyfriend, isn't he just a friend?"

Who exactly is it? This time, Qianchan does not seem like her usual self. Normally, she shows little interest in my matters or in Xiaoyu's affairs. When I talk to her, she just listens; unless I specifically bring it up, she wouldn't ask at all

I closed the textbook with a "bang"

Is that so? Has she changed again? Didn't she say last time that she had a crush on that senior in grade 12?

"Qie, be less proud. Xiaoyu asked me to call you; next Wednesday is Yanyuan's birthday in Class 3, and she wants to discuss what gift to buy with us."

I looked at him, and he looked at me as well. Slowly, he lifted a faint smile from the corner of his mouth, which appeared to lack sincerity and genuine feeling, devoid of warmth and emotion.

In the school corridor, the posture and distance between the two people are too ambiguous—especially when he approaches me, the flow of his breath gently brushes against my nostrils, as if carrying an electric current

In any case, this is not a matter worth my deep inquiry. The wealth of others is merely external to me, and the feelings of others are the same.

I picked up the eraser and slowly erased the character "Luo" that I had inadvertently written in the corner of my textbook. The character could be easily erased, but the tangled thoughts in my heart could not be wiped away bit by bit.

In this way, the shock I experienced exceeded my expectations

Luo Yihang's smile did not fade; instead, it became deeper and more inscrutable

Is Zhou Yuchuan's heartache related to me? I lowered my head, my gaze falling on the faintly visible character "Luo," and couldn't help but smile bitterly—I've been heartbroken, who will come to save me?

It is extremely annoying

Hey, I am not your girlfriend. Who are you showing this slightly sad emotion to? I am not L'Oréal Paris, not someone particularly worth having, okay! I have decided not to continue this topic: "I just mistook him for someone else. He looks a bit like my cousin, and I thought it was my cousin coming to find me, but I didn't know it was the classroom."

Exit the classroom and turn left

I pointed in the direction of Xiaoyu's classroom and said to Qianchan, "I have something to attend to, you go ahead first"

Luo Yihang has already walked up to me. He extended his hand and patted my head, asking, "Have you had breakfast?"

Who was it yesterday

"How do you know?" I looked at Qianchan in surprise—she clearly wasn't present at the scene

What a baseless accusation, who doesn't know this? When Luo Li furrowed her brow, Zhou Yuchuan felt a pang of pain in his heart

It was like a broken thread, yet there seemed to be a faint opportunity for connection. I pretended not to notice the joy within my heart, trying my best to make my words sound cold. I said: "Let's talk about it on Saturday. I may not have time to socialize with you."

Moreover, he approached me with a gentle, soft smile that was even more tender than the breeze created by the fluttering wings of a butterfly

An action that caused me pain without any attention to the force applied, yet because of the warmth of his palm being transmitted so genuinely, I felt a faint, unacknowledged joy that I did not want to admit or confront

Zhou Yuchuan gently patted my shoulder, as if to comfort my disappointment, and then returned to his own seat

Walk straight ahead for fifteen steps, and you will reach the entrance of Xiaoyu's classroom

I know that the most beautiful stage of a relationship is the ambiguous stage, but she changes her crush every two months, and I really can't keep up with her pace. Isn't it better for a crush to turn into a clear relationship and then into a romantic relationship? I just can't understand why she always has a one-sided, pure crush, then ends it on her own, and starts the next one-sided infatuation. Following Qianchan's lead, I stood up and walked with her out of the classroom, sighing, "When will she finally settle down?" I just can't understand why she always has a one-sided, pure crush, then ends it on her own, and starts the next one-sided infatuation. Following Qianchan's lead, I stood up and walked with her out of the classroom, sighing, "When will she finally settle down?"

In this moment, for some reason, I suddenly recalled the words that Zhou Yuchuan said to me not long ago—"Once you start, there is no turning back"

This is not the Luo Yihang I once knew. He is no longer the gentle, approachable person who used to consider everything from my perspective, because I am no longer the person he once knew.

No turning back once the game begins

Your every move attracts a lot of attention. She shrugged nonchalantly, but her gaze drifted towards the silently observing Zhou Yuchuan

Pencils are wonderful; they allow for easy modifications and free writing. When mistakes occur, a simple wipe makes them disappear. If only life could be so easily modified and erased, it would be truly great

The sudden sound startled me, and it struck right at the core of my heart.

My heart? My heart has been crushed by myself and thrown into the deepest black hole of the universe, probably beyond anyone's reach to rescue it.

So was I too obvious in my behavior

What she said is Luo Yihang

Really?" Qianchan continued to inquire.

I will go first? Why?" Qianchan exclaimed in surprise

Not wanting to be forced into revealing my insincerity by her overly sharp gaze, I turned my eyes away from her, only to meet Zhou Yuchuan's eyes instead

"Yan Yuan? Who?" I searched and searched in my mind, but I could not find any trace of an impression.

That is true. I suddenly recall my aunt saying, "The money in others' wallets always seems to last longer," just as others' troubles always seem to be much lighter than one's own.

I try to smile naturally: "It's nothing, it's not anyone."

My heart was struck violently

Indeed, it is those lolis who have spontaneously become the "Zhou Yuchuan's Guardian Team"

"Luo Li, can you show a little more love to the world?" Qian Chan's expression suddenly became very serious, "You seem so indifferent to everything; I really don't know where your heart is placed."

Some matters are secrets that belong solely to oneself. No matter how good a friend or how close a person may be, one does not wish to share, nor does one want to expose such a disheveled self to anyone.

"Luo Li, you are only sixteen years old, so please don't look so world-weary. What do you mean by being determined or not? You haven't even made up your mind yet."

"Don't come here with that nonsense." I threw the eraser into the pencil case, raised my eyebrows, and looked at Xia Qianchan, who was standing next to Zhou Yuchuan, "We are not that familiar, so if you slander me again, I won't hesitate to make things difficult for you."

The voice coming from behind Zhou Yuchuan was clearly that of Xia Qianchan

The warmth that was once visible at a glance, the pain that could be touched with an outstretched hand, the boundless brightness in smiles, and the longing that could be expressed at any moment during loneliness have all turned into discarded refuse left behind by him. No matter how reluctant I am, no matter how much it pains me, I cannot retrieve them.

"Who said I have no reason to look for you? If you can come out on Saturday night, give me a call. I think we should have a good talk. " He released my wrist and then stuffed a note into my hand, "My new number. You changed your number, you should tell me, right?"

I slightly clenched my fist, looked at him, and nodded: "I suppose you have nothing to say to me either. I have something to attend to, so I will take my leave now"

I am also quite perplexed. Because Luo Yihang is just a few steps ahead, clearly smiling at me.

Therefore, there is no need to be reserved or discreet; just give him a disdainful glance. I rubbed the character "骆" even harder.

Qianchan did not notice my pause and continued to walk a few steps before realizing that I had not caught up with her. She turned around to look at me, her face filled with confusion: "What happened?"

That is not of great importance either

His expression also showed some curiosity, along with a hint of heaviness

How can it be said that there is no such distance as 'friend'? At the very least, it should be 'ex-boyfriend', shouldn't it?