The girl who delivered the letter had already left; she was returning late to the dormitory. A boy had paid her to co in and hand over the love letter, essentially making a quick buck for running an errand.
Tong Yan Yan closed the door and tossed the love letter to Zhao ngyao, who was already sitting on the top bunk, then returned to her own bed.
If it had been before, every ti Zhou Yunyun received a love letter, everyone would collectively express their curiosity with an "oh~," making a fuss, or even clamoring to read it together.
However, Zhou Yunyun never opened them, putting them all into a drawer instead.
This led everyone to speculate and suspect that the class monitor already had soone in mind.
Zhao ngyao picked up the envelope sowhat unexpectedly, deliberately waiting for a mont, but found that no one was making a fuss, nor was there any "oh~" sound.
She muttered to herself, "Ha, at tis like this, who even has the mind to look at this stuff."
Tong Yan Yan did not respond. Zhang Xin was packing her luggage to move dorms the next day, and Wang Lunan was curled up on her bed, her eyes brimming with tears. She needed soone to comfort her, so where would she find the ti to provide emotional support to others?
Only Zhou Shengnan comnted dismissively,
"Just take it as bringing good luck."
Zhao ngyao’s chest heaved, then she took several deep breaths, finally stabilizing her emotions.
Subsequently, she cautiously opened the envelope and took out the letter.
The handwriting was beautiful, but the content was brief.
"I need an explanation from you about the cursing of my cousin.
et at the backstage of the school auditorium at noon tomorrow.
—Nantong Haohe Pier, Corpse Recovery Li."
Zhao ngyao’s face completely changed, and with a trembling voice, she asked,
"Hey, where is our Yunyun’s hotown again?"
Zhang Xin, who was pulling up her suitcase, was from Jinling, also in Jiangsu, so she casually answered, "Nantong."
Tong Yan Yan spoke up at this mont, "That boy who was with the police today, didn’t he say he was Yunyun’s cousin? So, he should also be from Nantong?"
Zhang Xin replied, "He should be."
Zhao ngyao got off the bed.
Zhang Xin asked, "Are you going out to et him?"
"Huh?"
Zhang Xin said speechlessly, "To et that guy? The one who wrote you the love letter."
"I... I... yes, I’m going to et him."
Zhou Shengnan asked, "Are you planning to say yes to him?"
Zhao ngyao shook her head, "No, I’m going to reject him, to let him give up. Haha, what are you guys thinking? Am I the kind of person who would agree just because of a love letter?
If that were the case, wouldn’t our class monitor have dated a dozen people already?"
Because Zhao ngyao brought up Zhou Yunyun again, the little bit of interest everyone had in talking was once again snuffed out.
Everyone lowered their heads and remained silent.
Zhao ngyao left the dormitory. She first went downstairs, and at the dormitory entrance, the dorm supervisor auntie was about to close the door. Seeing her co down, she asked,
"Are you going out? Be quick, I’ll wait for you for a bit."
"No, no, no, it’s okay, Auntie, you can close the door. I’m not going out."
Zhao ngyao suddenly seed to think of sothing; after waving her hands repeatedly, she ran back up the stairs.
She didn’t return to the dormitory; instead, she went into the public restroom on the floor and hid in the furthest stall, closing the door panel.
She pulled out a folded paper from her pocket, opened it up, and blew into the center, causing the paper to expand into a shape resembling a gold ingot, or like a small boat. Then she inserted the "love letter" into the paper boat.
She looked at her fingers, prepared herself ntally, and took a deep breath.
"Ugh..."
Taking a deep breath in the restroom, the foul sll made her feel nauseous.
After retching a few tis, she made up her mind, put her finger into her mouth, bit the fingertip, and dripped blood onto the paper boat. Once the paper boat was soaked through with blood, she pulled out a cigarette box from her pocket, took a lighter from the box.
"Click!"
The lighter ignited the red paper boat, which she threw into the sewer below.
"Splash!"
The reservoir at the front reached a certain water level and began to release water, and turbulent water in the sewer engulfed the burning paper boat into the circular hole.
Soone in a stall at the front cursed,
"Do you have any manners, smoking in the restroom!"
...
Sixth Hospital, Ward.
Tan Wenbin sat on a chair, arms crossed, legs crossed at the foot of the hospital bed.
Although this put him a bit far from the bed, he could watch the patient in bed while also keeping an eye on the three candles beneath the bed.
Zhou Yunyun was asleep, and had been sleeping for a long ti.
At this mont, her eyelids trembled slightly, and she woke up.
Although there was still so confusion in her eyes, her personal spirit was gradually returning.
She seed to be thinking, recalling the events of the day.
Then, terror once again appeared in her eyes, and one frightening scene after another began to invade her mind. Her body instinctively curled up.
"You’re awake?"
Zhou Yunyun turned her head to look at Tan Wenbin by her side, biting her lip, tears streaming from her eyes.
"It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s all over, it’s okay."
Tan Wenbin reached out, intending to help wipe her tears. This was not the first ti Zhou Yunyun had cried today; earlier, when she lay on the hospital bed, eyes blank and unfocused, she cried when she saw herself.
However, as Tan Wenbin stretched out his hand, Zhou Yunyun took it, then buried her head in Tan Wenbin’s embrace.
Tan Wenbin could only bend down to hold her, gently patting her back.
A girl being a class monitor couldn’t command respect if she wasn’t strict enough or if she didn’t raise her voice.
As the Left Protector of the class in the past, Tan Wenbin had often been yelled at and guided by the monitor.
This was his first ti seeing such a vulnerable side of the monitor.
Even on the eve of the college entrance examination, when she confessed her feelings to him, she was filled with confidence, like a rainbow in the sky.
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