Since then, she didn’t mind the classmates who distanced themselves from her, nor did she pay attention to the boys from this or other classes who wanted to get close to him. She devoted herself wholeheartedly to her studies, with only one wish in her heart, hoping he would return soon. She would tutor him, helping him catch up with his studies. She would also have a good conversation with him, agreeing to discuss their feelings after the college entrance exams.
Unfortunately, even after their college entrance exams were over, the class representative had not returned. She had tried asking around, and so classmates had visited the class representative’s ho, only to find out that he occasionally contacted his family but didn’t inform them of his whereabouts.
When her results ca in, she was pleased to have been accepted into her dream university. However, she wasn’t as happy as she had anticipated, because the class representative also had the capability to get into a prestigious university. If during high school, he had focused more on his studies, perhaps they could have attended the sa university together. But sadly, there are no ’what ifs’! Because it was a top-tier university, she received school scholarships and gifts from friends and family, but when she left for college, she only took with her the music box that had once been returned, thrown out of a building, broken, but then repaired...
Here cos the lodrama... Listening to this, Li Yan smiled bitterly, uncertain whether to feel happy or sad. To be cherished so dearly by a forr female classmate, any man would feel a bit pleased and proud, but it seed he had brought trouble to her, and now he didn’t want to and couldn’t redy anything, leaving him conflicted.
"In college, she studied architecture, where the gender ratio was abnormal, and many pursued her at the school. Yet, in her heart, she always held onto that music box, constantly rembering the scene of him throwing it out... Until she graduated, she didn’t date anyone, citing her dedication to her studies. During that ti, she tried different ways online, verifying countless profiles with the class representative’s na, but no miracle happened, and she couldn’t find that person said to be out of town, without a clue to his specific whereabouts."
Upon hearing she hadn’t dated anyone for four years in college because of him, Li Yan was surprised and, more so, anxious, worrying she’d say she still hadn’t dated anyone, with the bla solely on him, that would unwittingly incur a debt of affection. But the following part left him shocked!
A female college student, aside from studying, would use various online thods in seeking soone nad Li Yan, confirming and verifying whenever a profile had the na ’Li Yan.’ What a monotonous, boring, and hopeless task, even with the risk of scams! Yet she did it, for at least four years!
If He Zhexia’s sincere attitude without discrimination or boasting had moved him earlier, then Qiao Huanxuan’s words could evoke nothing short of shock and emotion?
Other classmates, perhaps only when eting or contacting each other, would ntion Li Yan, recalling the class representative who mysteriously dropped out back then, rely as a casual topic. Qiao Huanxuan never spoke of this, surely never told others, just silently searching in her way.
Qiao Huanxuan smiled wryly: "No miracles happened, neither the classmates nor those who developed in their hotowns, had any news about him. Allegedly even his family received money from him via bank transfers, without knowing his whereabouts. Ti passed year by year, the girl grew more disappointed and considered giving up, so she chose to study abroad. Just...
So things had already beco obsessions, not so easily let go or abandoned. He wasn’t originally in her city, but he could be in any city, possibly even near where she studied. Thus, her escape did not succeed. Abroad, she still thought perhaps he had gone there to work, hence the limited contact with his family...
Of course, she had grown up and matured, so she wouldn’t search abroad. Yet, she was accustod to waiting for news about the class representative, without knowing why she waited. For he was just a boy who might have had a crush on her years ago; after so many years, he might have liked soone else, perhaps had or has a girlfriend, or might be married already. She didn’t know what kind of feelings she held for him.
Perhaps... she just sought an answer, to et him and ask why. Perhaps she had walked herself into a psychological shadow, a dead-end...
This year, due to more effort and striving than most people, the girl had achieved so success in her career. No one knew she had always carried a story about the music box, a secret about a boy. Over the years, she hadn’t attended a single university reunion, nor high school reunion. Only the rare gatherings of middle school classmates, if inford, she would attend. All for the hope of hearing so news about the class representative from everyone’s chatter.
Indeed, there was never any. Instead, she reconnected slightly more with old classmates who had distanced themselves before and now matured.
Hehe, the wheels of history turned to a certain afternoon in a certain year and month, as she erged from the airport, she seed to glimpse a familiar figure. But she didn’t pay much mind because since she was fifteen, over twelve years, she had felt sothing similar countless tis. Twelve years could turn a young boy into an older man; after countless mistakes, she had learned to remain calm.
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