Since then, she didn’t mind the classmates who distanced themselves from her, nor did she pay attention to the boys from her class or other classes who wanted to get close to her. She was fully committed to her studies, with only one wish in her heart—hoping he could return soon. She would tutor him to catch up with the learning pace and have a good talk with him, promising to discuss their feelings after the university entrance exams.
Unfortunately, until they completed their entrance exams, the class leader never returned. She even inquired around, learned so classmates visited his house, but found out only that he occasionally contacted his family without disclosing his whereabouts.
When the results ca out, she got into her dream university as expected. However, she was not as happy as she anticipated because the class leader also had the potential to get into a top university. If during their high school years, he could have shifted his focus to his studies, perhaps they could have entered the sa university hand in hand. But there’s no what-if! Because it’s a prestigious university, she received rewards from the school and gifts from relatives and friends, but when she went to university, she only brought along the music box that had once been returned, thrown out the window, broken, but then she found soone to repair it..."
The lodrama begins... Hearing this, Li Yan bitterly smiled, not knowing if he felt joy or sadness. Being cherished by a forr schoolmate in such a way would bring a bit of happiness and pride to any man, but it seed he was a burden to her. Moreover, he neither wanted to nor could he compensate for it now, which made him conflicted.
"In university, she studied architecture, a field with a skewed gender ratio, and she had quite a few pursuers. But in her heart, she always carried that music box, always rembered the mont he threw the music box out... Until graduation, she used the excuse of focusing on her studies to never date anyone. Back then, she tried different online thods, verified nurous people who filled out information with the class leader’s na online, but no miracle happened—she didn’t find that person supposedly in another place, but whose specific whereabouts were unknown."
Hearing her say that in four university years, she hadn’t dated anyone because of him, Li Yan felt a bit surprised and even nervous, worried that she would say she still hadn’t dated anyone up to now, and that it was all because of him—then he’d owe a debt of affection for no reason. But the latter part of her speech shocked him!
A college girl, apart from her studies, using various ways online to find soone nad Li Yan, as long as the information read Li Yan, she would check and verify it. How boring, hopeless, and even potentially dangerous of a task that was! Yet she did it, for at least four years!
If He Zhexia’s sincere, non-judgntal attitude moved him, then what reason could there be not to feel shocked and touched by Qiao Huanxuan’s words?
Other classmates, perhaps only during gatherings or when contacting each other, would rember this old class leader who inexplicably quit school back then—it was only idle gossip. Qiao Huanxuan never said it, and surely never told others about it, but silently searched in her way.
Qiao Huanxuan gave a bitter laugh: "No miracle happened, and even other classmates, including those developing careers back ho, didn’t have any news about him. It’s said that even his family, receiving his money, only saw bank transfers, not knowing where he was. Yet ti passed year by year, the girl was disappointed and considered giving up, so she chose to study abroad. Just...
So things have beco obsessions and are not so easy to let go of. He was not in the city where she studied, but he could be in any city, possibly even nearby where she studied. So, her escape didn’t work. Arriving abroad, she still thought perhaps he had gone abroad to work, thus having little connection with his family...
Of course, she has grown up, matured, and will not engage in searching abroad. She simply got used to waiting for the class leader’s news, not knowing why she waited. Because this was just a boy she might have had a crush on back then, and many years have passed—he might have liked soone else long ago, might already have or have had a girlfriend, might even have gotten married. She doesn’t know what kind of feeling she holds for him.
Perhaps... she simply wants an answer, wants to see him and ask why. Perhaps she’s just walked into a psychological shadow or a dead-end...
The story reached this year: through more effort and struggle than most, the girl has achieved so success in her career. No one knows she always had a story about a music box and a boy’s secret in her heart. Over the years, she has never attended any university classmates’ gatherings, nor any high school reunions. Only, whenever there’s a chance with her junior middle school classmates, she always makes sure to go, hoping to hear so news about the class leader from them.
Certainly, there never was any. Yet she got in touch a bit more with forr distant and now mature classmates.
Haha, the wheels of history brought us to a certain day, month, and year. As she walked out of the airport, she vaguely saw a familiar figure. But she didn’t pay much attention because, starting at fifteen, over twelve years, she had countless tis had similar feelings. Twelve years could turn a young boy into an uncle, and after so many mistakes, she was calm now.
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