TGUD: C33
New High School
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Like a puppet, Xiaoya followed her mother to the headmaster's office, then off to meet with the leader of the second year liberal arts programme.
"I'm already quite grateful to you now. I thought you would have sent me to the Seventh People's Hospital." In Nancheng, the Seventh People's Hospital was also known as psychiatric hospital.
Next to the girl's dormitory was the canteen, and Cheng Kexin took Xiaoya to go get a meal card. "You can buy a meal card on the first floor, the boys also eat here too. The girls usually eat on the second floor, while the teachers eat on the third."
Xiaoya nodded, indicating she understood.
Xiaoya was deceived by her mother's straight ball, and the silent treatment of these past days had exhausted all of her strength. Plus, she was not someone reckless enough to cause a scene, neither did she ant to make trouble at school. The head of the second year liberal arts group, was also the Chinese Language teacher for the second years. He was a short and stocky fellow, with not much in the department of looks, and seems like the type fond of talking.
Xiaoya did not repeat her words again, however, as in that instant she recalled her time chatting with Xiang Yi, Lu Xiaobei and Mo Yichen until two in the morning during the holidays where she one declared shamelessly: "If my roommate was a lily, I would throw her out."
He them said, "My surname is Li. You're Student Yu Xiaoya, right? Anyhow, I'll be your Language teacher for the second and third grade here from now on, along with your homeroom teacher. So if you have a questions about life or study, you can always come find me." This polite speech of his most likely was on account of her parents being beside her.
Cheng Kexin didn't understand Xiaoya's question, making her reply, "Huh?"
Xiaoya: "Can we sit anywhere we'd like, then?"
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Like a puppet, Xiaoya followed her mother to the headmaster's office, then off to meet with the leader of the second year liberal arts programme.
Xiaoya had no desire at all to say anything to her mother.
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Xiaoya's mother asked her, "The only remaining bed is a top bunk, are you worried about falling off?"
"I understand, Mr. Li," Xiaoya replied.
Xiaoya: "Is there anything fun?"
And how her parents were so incredibly old fashioned, rigid and stubborn that she couldn't foresee even the smallest thread of hope.
Xiaoya scoffed.
Her mother then said to Cheng Kexin, "Please take care of one another in this dorm in the future. Like eating together, attending classes..." Without knowing why, Xiaoya's mother abruptly stopped her words.
Xiaoya's mother looked around the dorm room. Ten people lived in that one space, a space only twice as big as Xiaoya's bedroom. Apart from the bunk beds, there were only two rows of cabinets, the room didn't have so much as a desk for them to use, causing Xiaoya's mother heart to faintly ache. "The bad environment here will be difficult for you when compared to your former one, but such a thing can sharpen a person."
She had no intention whatsoever of faking sincerity, but then she thought about Lu Xiaobei. If she completely ignored Mr. Li, and treated him impolitely, Lu Xiaobei would without a doubt give her a warm but reproachful look.
Like a puppet, Xiaoya followed her mother to the headmaster's office, then off to meet with the leader of the second year liberal arts programme.
Thinking about the past, Xiaoya felt her eyes sting.
Xiaoya scoffed.
Thinking about the past, Xiaoya felt her eyes sting.
Xiaoya scoffed.
She had no idea how she should tell Lu Xiaobei it was already too late.
Xiaoya had no interest in whomever threw that note, tossing it directly into the trash bin behind her.
"I'm already quite grateful to you now. I thought you would have sent me to the Seventh People's Hospital." In Nancheng, the Seventh People's Hospital was also known as psychiatric hospital.
Dormitory 520 was northward facing, meaning, it had very poor access to natural sunlight. Around the time of day they were there, the lights of the dorm weren't turned on either, so the place looked shabby. There were five bunk beds in the room. On the metal frames of these beds, were the smatterings of rust. The beds each had a blanket, but only the upper bunk of one closet to the door had boxes on top of it packed with fruits and snacks.
N/A
After Xiaoya and Cheng Kexin left the dormitory, Cheng Kexin took her to see the laundry room and the cafeteria. "This is where we wash our clothes, it's on the bottom floor of the girl's dormitory. There's no washing machine here, so the Aunties wash everything by hand. A pair of shoes is twelve yuan and a coat is twenty. There's a hairdryer in in the front so you can blow dry your hair if you need to. The dorms themselves have no electrical sockets, you can't plug any appliances." Following this, she then whispered to Xiaoya, "The school forbids bringing phones, but if you happened to bring one, the Aunties in the laundry room can charge it for you in secret, only three yuan a charge."
At her silence, Xiaoya's mother chimed in from beside her, "My daughter is a little introverted, so please take very good care of her in the future, Mr. Li."
"To me, this place and that one are all one in the same. Both are places you put me in, to lock me up, all because you think that I'm sick."
Mr Li, "Of course, of course. You two were classmates with our headmaster, so we will all take care of each other."
Yunta High's management was indeed awfully strict, as compared to other high schools in Nancheng, it's new term begun one month earlier. Mr. Li went to his class and called over a girl before saying to Xioaya, "This is Cheng Kexin. She is the leader of dormitory 520, and since there is an empty room in her dorm, you'll be staying there."
Xiaoya opened them.
Xiaoya nodded.
And how her parents were so incredibly old fashioned, rigid and stubborn that she couldn't foresee even the smallest thread of hope.
Cheng Kexin sat on the platform upfront to maintain order in the classroom. Apart from reading her own books, she also scanned the class from time to time, so noticing Xiaoya looking her way she asked, "Yu Xiaoya, what's wrong?"
Lifting her finger, Xiaoya pointed to the boy and said, "That student threw something at me."
The boy opened his mouth, attempting to explain, "How could that be considered a..."
Xiaoya nodded, then opened he backpack. Inside, there were still the books she originally intended to sort out during her father's annual retreat. But not that she thought about it, her father ad mother had probably planned all this earlier. Just as Xiaoya organised her books, a crumpled piece of paper was suddenly thrown on her desk.
Mr. Li then introduced her to Cheng Kexin, saying, "Yu Xiaoya is from Nancheng and has been transferred to our class. So, as the head of the dormitory, you should aid our new student in adapting to the environment here."
Xiaoya: "Can we sit anywhere we'd like, then?"
"I'm just sad." Xiaoya used a hand to cover her eyes, causing to tears to stream through her fingers. "I'm sorry, but just let me be weak for one last time."
New High School
Cheng Kexin was a petite girl wearing hair bound in a long ponytail, she was a very cute girl. She took the initiative in introducing herself to Xiaoya, saying, "Hi."
When Cheng Kexin was finished washing her clothes, only Xiaoya remained standing in the room, he mother had already left.
Xiaoya opened the crumpled note which read: "Beautiful, that shot you just made was on point. You're both pretty and athletic. If our class ever elects its most beautiful girl, I'm definitely casting my vote for you."
With her mother also saying with a smile, "It's fine, you can go."
Xiaoya nodded.
Cheng Kexin thought it over seriously for a moment, but could only say defeatedly: "There doesn't seem to be anything. There's someone managing the self-study, but you'll be demerited for casual chatting."
"To me, this place and that one are all one in the same. Both are places you put me in, to lock me up, all because you think that I'm sick."
"I understand, Mr. Li," Xiaoya replied.
Xiaoya: "Hello."
Next to the girl's dormitory was the canteen, and Cheng Kexin took Xiaoya to go get a meal card. "You can buy a meal card on the first floor, the boys also eat here too. The girls usually eat on the second floor, while the teachers eat on the third."
Next to the girl's dormitory was the canteen, and Cheng Kexin took Xiaoya to go get a meal card. "You can buy a meal card on the first floor, the boys also eat here too. The girls usually eat on the second floor, while the teachers eat on the third."
Perhaps their high school life was too monotonous, because once the second year students of Liberal Arts Class One noticed Cheng Kexin bring a new student in, they began whispering to one another, with some even throwing curious glances at Xiaoya.
She had no idea how she should tell Lu Xiaobei it was already too late.
He them said, "My surname is Li. You're Student Yu Xiaoya, right? Anyhow, I'll be your Language teacher for the second and third grade here from now on, along with your homeroom teacher. So if you have a questions about life or study, you can always come find me." This polite speech of his most likely was on account of her parents being beside her.
Mr. Li, "Okay then. Cheng Kexin will take Yu Xiaoya over to the dorms now. The classes for this afternoon begin with a self study class followed by two taught by me, but you can take a look around the school so there's no need for you to come."
Xiaoya opened the crumpled note which read: "Beautiful, that shot you just made was on point. You're both pretty and athletic. If our class ever elects its most beautiful girl, I'm definitely casting my vote for you."
Xiaoya scoffed.
Xiaoya's mother asked her, "The only remaining bed is a top bunk, are you worried about falling off?"
Cheng Kexin giggled happily. "Yes, Sir. I will make sure to complete this task."
Cheng Kexin stood between the mother daughter-pair, looking left and right, getting the distinct feeling she should male herself scarce. "It's rare to be able to return to the dorms during class time, no one is currently using the taps so I'll go wash some clothes."
It was a girls only dormitory, so Xiaoya's father stayed behind and only her mother walked with them to the fifth floor. Cheng Kexin took out a key, opening the room labelled 520. "Before, our class had thirty-nine girls and six boys. The girls have four dorm room in total, but ours was the only one with an empty space. Mr. Li doesn't have a key, so later this afternoon we have to go to the class and give my key to the day students so it can be copied tomorrow of the day after."
With her mother also saying with a smile, "It's fine, you can go."
"I understand, Mr. Li," Xiaoya replied.
"I understand, Mr. Li," Xiaoya replied.
Xiaoya: "Can we sit anywhere we'd like, then?"
The past is still vivid before her eyes, but now, the situation and people are not the same.
Dormitory 520 was northward facing, meaning, it had very poor access to natural sunlight. Around the time of day they were there, the lights of the dorm weren't turned on either, so the place looked shabby. There were five bunk beds in the room. On the metal frames of these beds, were the smatterings of rust. The beds each had a blanket, but only the upper bunk of one closet to the door had boxes on top of it packed with fruits and snacks.
My mother called me yesterday, she's planning to take a trip here on her soon. Maybe my mother and I can pay a visit to your parents' house. Xiaoya, about our future, I really do have a solid plan, not some pie in the sky dream. The next time you talk to Uncle and Aunty (Xiaoya's parents), ask them if we can met whenever they're free.
Xiaoya's mother looked around the dorm room. Ten people lived in that one space, a space only twice as big as Xiaoya's bedroom. Apart from the bunk beds, there were only two rows of cabinets, the room didn't have so much as a desk for them to use, causing Xiaoya's mother heart to faintly ache. "The bad environment here will be difficult for you when compared to your former one, but such a thing can sharpen a person."
Cheng Kexin thought it over seriously for a moment, but could only say defeatedly: "There doesn't seem to be anything. There's someone managing the self-study, but you'll be demerited for casual chatting."
Xiaoya's mother asked her, "The only remaining bed is a top bunk, are you worried about falling off?"
"I'm just sad." Xiaoya used a hand to cover her eyes, causing to tears to stream through her fingers. "I'm sorry, but just let me be weak for one last time."
My mother called me yesterday, she's planning to take a trip here on her soon. Maybe my mother and I can pay a visit to your parents' house. Xiaoya, about our future, I really do have a solid plan, not some pie in the sky dream. The next time you talk to Uncle and Aunty (Xiaoya's parents), ask them if we can met whenever they're free.
N/A
"What's wrong? Did something happen? Do you miss your family already? Maybe Auntie hasn't left as yet, so do you want me to go call her back?" At a loss of what to do, Cheng Kexin asked.
When Cheng Kexin was finished washing her clothes, only Xiaoya remained standing in the room, he mother had already left.
Xiaoya had no desire at all to say anything to her mother.
Xiaoya was deceived by her mother's straight ball, and the silent treatment of these past days had exhausted all of her strength. Plus, she was not someone reckless enough to cause a scene, neither did she ant to make trouble at school. The head of the second year liberal arts group, was also the Chinese Language teacher for the second years. He was a short and stocky fellow, with not much in the department of looks, and seems like the type fond of talking.
Lifting her finger, Xiaoya pointed to the boy and said, "That student threw something at me."
N/A
But it was Cheng Kexin, who upon hearing Xiaoya's mother's query, too the initiative to reply, "Auntie, I'm the one sleeping on the lower bunk. So if Xiaoya can't get used to sleeping on the top one, I can just trade places with her."
In a tone bearing no sharpness, to the point it could be said to be gentle, Xiaoya spoke, keeping her strength buried securely, buried deep. "When you transferred me, did you ever think of asking me? Am I only a pet of yours, like a dog or a cat? And so long as you feed me a can of food everyday and keep me under your roof, you can just go ahead and decide my entire life, right?"
N/A
Yunta High's management was indeed awfully strict, as compared to other high schools in Nancheng, it's new term begun one month earlier. Mr. Li went to his class and called over a girl before saying to Xioaya, "This is Cheng Kexin. She is the leader of dormitory 520, and since there is an empty room in her dorm, you'll be staying there."
Xiaoya: "Can we sit anywhere we'd like, then?"
Xiaoya rested her book bag on the desk. "Thank you."
Cheng Kexin sat on the platform upfront to maintain order in the classroom. Apart from reading her own books, she also scanned the class from time to time, so noticing Xiaoya looking her way she asked, "Yu Xiaoya, what's wrong?"
Next to the girl's dormitory was the canteen, and Cheng Kexin took Xiaoya to go get a meal card. "You can buy a meal card on the first floor, the boys also eat here too. The girls usually eat on the second floor, while the teachers eat on the third."
Xiaoya: "Thanks, but it's no trouble. The top bunk is fine."
But it was Cheng Kexin, who upon hearing Xiaoya's mother's query, too the initiative to reply, "Auntie, I'm the one sleeping on the lower bunk. So if Xiaoya can't get used to sleeping on the top one, I can just trade places with her."
Perhaps their high school life was too monotonous, because once the second year students of Liberal Arts Class One noticed Cheng Kexin bring a new student in, they began whispering to one another, with some even throwing curious glances at Xiaoya.
Xiaoya opened the crumpled note which read: "Beautiful, that shot you just made was on point. You're both pretty and athletic. If our class ever elects its most beautiful girl, I'm definitely casting my vote for you."
Her mother then said to Cheng Kexin, "Please take care of one another in this dorm in the future. Like eating together, attending classes..." Without knowing why, Xiaoya's mother abruptly stopped her words.
"What's wrong? Did something happen? Do you miss your family already? Maybe Auntie hasn't left as yet, so do you want me to go call her back?" At a loss of what to do, Cheng Kexin asked.
Xiaoya scoffed.
"Why would I send you to the Seven People's Hospital? You're my daughter!"
Cheng Kexin thought it over seriously for a moment, but could only say defeatedly: "There doesn't seem to be anything. There's someone managing the self-study, but you'll be demerited for casual chatting."
Cheng Kexin pointed to the podium. "The student self-study committee take turns monitoring the class, and today it's mine. So if there's anything you need just ask, okay?"
Xiaoya did not repeat her words again, however, as in that instant she recalled her time chatting with Xiang Yi, Lu Xiaobei and Mo Yichen until two in the morning during the holidays where she one declared shamelessly: "If my roommate was a lily, I would throw her out."
But it was Cheng Kexin, who upon hearing Xiaoya's mother's query, too the initiative to reply, "Auntie, I'm the one sleeping on the lower bunk. So if Xiaoya can't get used to sleeping on the top one, I can just trade places with her."
Cheng Kexin: "Do you want to go hang out at the school for a while? It's still the self study period right now."
Cheng Kexin thought it over seriously for a moment, but could only say defeatedly: "There doesn't seem to be anything. There's someone managing the self-study, but you'll be demerited for casual chatting."
Cheng Kexin stood between the mother daughter-pair, looking left and right, getting the distinct feeling she should male herself scarce. "It's rare to be able to return to the dorms during class time, no one is currently using the taps so I'll go wash some clothes."
N/A
Like a puppet, Xiaoya followed her mother to the headmaster's office, then off to meet with the leader of the second year liberal arts programme.
Xiaoya: "Thanks, but it's no trouble. The top bunk is fine."
Cheng Kexin: "Do you want to go hang out at the school for a while? It's still the self study period right now."
Cheng Kexin pulled a rack out of the way, inside it was a row of USB interfaces along with a universal charger.
Xiaoya nodded.
She had no idea how she should tell Lu Xiaobei it was already too late.
He them said, "My surname is Li. You're Student Yu Xiaoya, right? Anyhow, I'll be your Language teacher for the second and third grade here from now on, along with your homeroom teacher. So if you have a questions about life or study, you can always come find me." This polite speech of his most likely was on account of her parents being beside her.
Yunta High's management was indeed awfully strict, as compared to other high schools in Nancheng, it's new term begun one month earlier. Mr. Li went to his class and called over a girl before saying to Xioaya, "This is Cheng Kexin. She is the leader of dormitory 520, and since there is an empty room in her dorm, you'll be staying there."
With her mother also saying with a smile, "It's fine, you can go."
Xiaoya and Cheng Kexin entered the classroom. Yunta High's facilities were far below comparison to Nancheng's, but the pressure to excel in study was far greater. In that room, on the desk of many students were textbooks, reference materials, etc., all piled high enough to bury someone if it ever collapse, all stacked together to cover every inch.
The washing basin and lavatory were in the same compartment, and once Cheng Kexin entered, Xiaoya's face grew three times colder, while her mother's was no longer pulled into a smile.
Xiaoya nodded, then opened he backpack. Inside, there were still the books she originally intended to sort out during her father's annual retreat. But not that she thought about it, her father ad mother had probably planned all this earlier. Just as Xiaoya organised her books, a crumpled piece of paper was suddenly thrown on her desk.
It was a girls only dormitory, so Xiaoya's father stayed behind and only her mother walked with them to the fifth floor. Cheng Kexin took out a key, opening the room labelled 520. "Before, our class had thirty-nine girls and six boys. The girls have four dorm room in total, but ours was the only one with an empty space. Mr. Li doesn't have a key, so later this afternoon we have to go to the class and give my key to the day students so it can be copied tomorrow of the day after."
Xiaoya rested her book bag on the desk. "Thank you."
Xiaoya nodded, indicating she understood.
N/A
Xiaoya had no desire at all to say anything to her mother.
Xiaoya and Cheng Kexin entered the classroom. Yunta High's facilities were far below comparison to Nancheng's, but the pressure to excel in study was far greater. In that room, on the desk of many students were textbooks, reference materials, etc., all piled high enough to bury someone if it ever collapse, all stacked together to cover every inch.
Xiaoya's mother looked around the dorm room. Ten people lived in that one space, a space only twice as big as Xiaoya's bedroom. Apart from the bunk beds, there were only two rows of cabinets, the room didn't have so much as a desk for them to use, causing Xiaoya's mother heart to faintly ache. "The bad environment here will be difficult for you when compared to your former one, but such a thing can sharpen a person."
Cheng Kexin slammed her book on the podium. "Liu Xiangyu! What do you think you're doing?!
Xiaoya rested her book bag on the desk. "Thank you."
Xiaoya and Cheng Kexin entered the classroom. Yunta High's facilities were far below comparison to Nancheng's, but the pressure to excel in study was far greater. In that room, on the desk of many students were textbooks, reference materials, etc., all piled high enough to bury someone if it ever collapse, all stacked together to cover every inch.
In a tone bearing no sharpness, to the point it could be said to be gentle, Xiaoya spoke, keeping her strength buried securely, buried deep. "When you transferred me, did you ever think of asking me? Am I only a pet of yours, like a dog or a cat? And so long as you feed me a can of food everyday and keep me under your roof, you can just go ahead and decide my entire life, right?"
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New High School
But it was Cheng Kexin, who upon hearing Xiaoya's mother's query, too the initiative to reply, "Auntie, I'm the one sleeping on the lower bunk. So if Xiaoya can't get used to sleeping on the top one, I can just trade places with her."
Xiaoya: "Is there anything fun?"
Xiaoya swiftly turned the phone back off, dropping it back into her bag as if it was a hot potato.
Perhaps their high school life was too monotonous, because once the second year students of Liberal Arts Class One noticed Cheng Kexin bring a new student in, they began whispering to one another, with some even throwing curious glances at Xiaoya.
Xiaoya opened the crumpled note which read: "Beautiful, that shot you just made was on point. You're both pretty and athletic. If our class ever elects its most beautiful girl, I'm definitely casting my vote for you."
"You will thank me for this in the future. Everything I do is for your own good."
Mr. Li, "Okay then. Cheng Kexin will take Yu Xiaoya over to the dorms now. The classes for this afternoon begin with a self study class followed by two taught by me, but you can take a look around the school so there's no need for you to come."
Cheng Kexin pointed to the podium. "The student self-study committee take turns monitoring the class, and today it's mine. So if there's anything you need just ask, okay?"
At her silence, Xiaoya's mother chimed in from beside her, "My daughter is a little introverted, so please take very good care of her in the future, Mr. Li."
"I'm already quite grateful to you now. I thought you would have sent me to the Seventh People's Hospital." In Nancheng, the Seventh People's Hospital was also known as psychiatric hospital.
Cheng Kexin pointed to the podium. "The student self-study committee take turns monitoring the class, and today it's mine. So if there's anything you need just ask, okay?"
And how her parents were so incredibly old fashioned, rigid and stubborn that she couldn't foresee even the smallest thread of hope.
"I'm already quite grateful to you now. I thought you would have sent me to the Seventh People's Hospital." In Nancheng, the Seventh People's Hospital was also known as psychiatric hospital.
After Xiaoya and Cheng Kexin left the dormitory, Cheng Kexin took her to see the laundry room and the cafeteria. "This is where we wash our clothes, it's on the bottom floor of the girl's dormitory. There's no washing machine here, so the Aunties wash everything by hand. A pair of shoes is twelve yuan and a coat is twenty. There's a hairdryer in in the front so you can blow dry your hair if you need to. The dorms themselves have no electrical sockets, you can't plug any appliances." Following this, she then whispered to Xiaoya, "The school forbids bringing phones, but if you happened to bring one, the Aunties in the laundry room can charge it for you in secret, only three yuan a charge."
"Why would I send you to the Seven People's Hospital? You're my daughter!"
Xiaoya nodded, indicating she understood.
Cheng Kexin: "Do you want to go hang out at the school for a while? It's still the self study period right now."
It was a girls only dormitory, so Xiaoya's father stayed behind and only her mother walked with them to the fifth floor. Cheng Kexin took out a key, opening the room labelled 520. "Before, our class had thirty-nine girls and six boys. The girls have four dorm room in total, but ours was the only one with an empty space. Mr. Li doesn't have a key, so later this afternoon we have to go to the class and give my key to the day students so it can be copied tomorrow of the day after."
"To me, this place and that one are all one in the same. Both are places you put me in, to lock me up, all because you think that I'm sick."
It was a girls only dormitory, so Xiaoya's father stayed behind and only her mother walked with them to the fifth floor. Cheng Kexin took out a key, opening the room labelled 520. "Before, our class had thirty-nine girls and six boys. The girls have four dorm room in total, but ours was the only one with an empty space. Mr. Li doesn't have a key, so later this afternoon we have to go to the class and give my key to the day students so it can be copied tomorrow of the day after."
"What's wrong? Did something happen? Do you miss your family already? Maybe Auntie hasn't left as yet, so do you want me to go call her back?" At a loss of what to do, Cheng Kexin asked.
"Xiaoyu, mom only did all this because she loves you."
Lifting her finger, Xiaoya pointed to the boy and said, "That student threw something at me."
Xiaoya and Cheng Kexin entered the classroom. Yunta High's facilities were far below comparison to Nancheng's, but the pressure to excel in study was far greater. In that room, on the desk of many students were textbooks, reference materials, etc., all piled high enough to bury someone if it ever collapse, all stacked together to cover every inch.
Xiaoya nodded, then opened he backpack. Inside, there were still the books she originally intended to sort out during her father's annual retreat. But not that she thought about it, her father ad mother had probably planned all this earlier. Just as Xiaoya organised her books, a crumpled piece of paper was suddenly thrown on her desk.
Xiaoya then took out a book, revealing a phone laying at the bottom of her bag, a phone originally belonging to Lu Xiaobei.
"Xiaoyu, mom only did all this because she loves you."
At her silence, Xiaoya's mother chimed in from beside her, "My daughter is a little introverted, so please take very good care of her in the future, Mr. Li."
Next to the girl's dormitory was the canteen, and Cheng Kexin took Xiaoya to go get a meal card. "You can buy a meal card on the first floor, the boys also eat here too. The girls usually eat on the second floor, while the teachers eat on the third."
Dormitory 520 was northward facing, meaning, it had very poor access to natural sunlight. Around the time of day they were there, the lights of the dorm weren't turned on either, so the place looked shabby. There were five bunk beds in the room. On the metal frames of these beds, were the smatterings of rust. The beds each had a blanket, but only the upper bunk of one closet to the door had boxes on top of it packed with fruits and snacks.
Xiaoya opened the paper to see the clear, vivid and beautifully written strokes of characters which said: "Beautiful, are you a transfer student?"
After Xiaoya and Cheng Kexin left the dormitory, Cheng Kexin took her to see the laundry room and the cafeteria. "This is where we wash our clothes, it's on the bottom floor of the girl's dormitory. There's no washing machine here, so the Aunties wash everything by hand. A pair of shoes is twelve yuan and a coat is twenty. There's a hairdryer in in the front so you can blow dry your hair if you need to. The dorms themselves have no electrical sockets, you can't plug any appliances." Following this, she then whispered to Xiaoya, "The school forbids bringing phones, but if you happened to bring one, the Aunties in the laundry room can charge it for you in secret, only three yuan a charge."
"You will thank me for this in the future. Everything I do is for your own good."
Xiaoya swiftly turned the phone back off, dropping it back into her bag as if it was a hot potato.
Cheng Kexin dazedly stared at this dazzlingly gorgeous girl, a girl unlike any other in her small town, who suddenly broke into tears, tears resembling falling rain.
He them said, "My surname is Li. You're Student Yu Xiaoya, right? Anyhow, I'll be your Language teacher for the second and third grade here from now on, along with your homeroom teacher. So if you have a questions about life or study, you can always come find me." This polite speech of his most likely was on account of her parents being beside her.
Xiaoya nodded, indicating she understood.
Cheng Kexin dazedly stared at this dazzlingly gorgeous girl, a girl unlike any other in her small town, who suddenly broke into tears, tears resembling falling rain.
"I'm just sad." Xiaoya used a hand to cover her eyes, causing to tears to stream through her fingers. "I'm sorry, but just let me be weak for one last time."
When Cheng Kexin was finished washing her clothes, only Xiaoya remained standing in the room, he mother had already left.
Xiaoya had no interest in whomever threw that note, tossing it directly into the trash bin behind her.
Xiaoya nodded.
After Xiaoya and Cheng Kexin left the dormitory, Cheng Kexin took her to see the laundry room and the cafeteria. "This is where we wash our clothes, it's on the bottom floor of the girl's dormitory. There's no washing machine here, so the Aunties wash everything by hand. A pair of shoes is twelve yuan and a coat is twenty. There's a hairdryer in in the front so you can blow dry your hair if you need to. The dorms themselves have no electrical sockets, you can't plug any appliances." Following this, she then whispered to Xiaoya, "The school forbids bringing phones, but if you happened to bring one, the Aunties in the laundry room can charge it for you in secret, only three yuan a charge."
"To me, this place and that one are all one in the same. Both are places you put me in, to lock me up, all because you think that I'm sick."
Xiaoya: "Thanks, but it's no trouble. The top bunk is fine."
She had no intention whatsoever of faking sincerity, but then she thought about Lu Xiaobei. If she completely ignored Mr. Li, and treated him impolitely, Lu Xiaobei would without a doubt give her a warm but reproachful look.
Xiaoya opened the paper to see the clear, vivid and beautifully written strokes of characters which said: "Beautiful, are you a transfer student?"
Cheng Kexin then asked, "Where's Auntie? Did she leave? Yu Xiaoya, I wanted to say this earlier, your seems really nice." But Xiaoya did not say a word in reply to her, as she only stood there in a daze while staring beyond the door. Cheng Kexin walked over to Xiaoya, thinking of continuing to speak with her, but just then she saw Xiaoya was staring in the direction of Nancheng with tears streaming down her face.
Perhaps their high school life was too monotonous, because once the second year students of Liberal Arts Class One noticed Cheng Kexin bring a new student in, they began whispering to one another, with some even throwing curious glances at Xiaoya.
"I'm just sad." Xiaoya used a hand to cover her eyes, causing to tears to stream through her fingers. "I'm sorry, but just let me be weak for one last time."
In a tone bearing no sharpness, to the point it could be said to be gentle, Xiaoya spoke, keeping her strength buried securely, buried deep. "When you transferred me, did you ever think of asking me? Am I only a pet of yours, like a dog or a cat? And so long as you feed me a can of food everyday and keep me under your roof, you can just go ahead and decide my entire life, right?"
"What's wrong? Did something happen? Do you miss your family already? Maybe Auntie hasn't left as yet, so do you want me to go call her back?" At a loss of what to do, Cheng Kexin asked.
"Xiaoyu, mom only did all this because she loves you."
Xiaoya looked up again, but this time she did not turn her gaze to the boy, but to Cheng Kexin.
Yunta High's management was indeed awfully strict, as compared to other high schools in Nancheng, it's new term begun one month earlier. Mr. Li went to his class and called over a girl before saying to Xioaya, "This is Cheng Kexin. She is the leader of dormitory 520, and since there is an empty room in her dorm, you'll be staying there."
"What's wrong? Did something happen? Do you miss your family already? Maybe Auntie hasn't left as yet, so do you want me to go call her back?" At a loss of what to do, Cheng Kexin asked.
"I understand, Mr. Li," Xiaoya replied.
New High School
Xiaoya nodded, then opened he backpack. Inside, there were still the books she originally intended to sort out during her father's annual retreat. But not that she thought about it, her father ad mother had probably planned all this earlier. Just as Xiaoya organised her books, a crumpled piece of paper was suddenly thrown on her desk.
"I'm just sad." Xiaoya used a hand to cover her eyes, causing to tears to stream through her fingers. "I'm sorry, but just let me be weak for one last time."
Xiaoya: "Hello."
"I understand, Mr. Li," Xiaoya replied.
"I'm just sad." Xiaoya used a hand to cover her eyes, causing to tears to stream through her fingers. "I'm sorry, but just let me be weak for one last time."
Cheng Kexin thought it over seriously for a moment, but could only say defeatedly: "There doesn't seem to be anything. There's someone managing the self-study, but you'll be demerited for casual chatting."
Xiaoya: "Hello."
Xiaoya let out a sarcastic laugh. "If everyone's isolated like this, aren't they afraid of girls getting together with girls, or boys getting together with boys?"
Just then, again, another piece of crumpled paper was tossed her way, this time it landed on her bangs before rolling down her hair and into her book bag. When Xiaoya lifted her head, she saw a boy sitting on the middle of the class, holding his pen up while smiling at her. The boy had handsome features and his smile revealed a row of white teeth.
Cheng Kexin dazedly stared at this dazzlingly gorgeous girl, a girl unlike any other in her small town, who suddenly broke into tears, tears resembling falling rain.
Her mother then said to Cheng Kexin, "Please take care of one another in this dorm in the future. Like eating together, attending classes..." Without knowing why, Xiaoya's mother abruptly stopped her words.
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The past is still vivid before her eyes, but now, the situation and people are not the same.
"To me, this place and that one are all one in the same. Both are places you put me in, to lock me up, all because you think that I'm sick."
Xiaoya then took out a book, revealing a phone laying at the bottom of her bag, a phone originally belonging to Lu Xiaobei.
Xiaoya: "Thanks, but it's no trouble. The top bunk is fine."
Cheng Kexin didn't understand Xiaoya's question, making her reply, "Huh?"
Xiaoya opened the crumpled note which read: "Beautiful, that shot you just made was on point. You're both pretty and athletic. If our class ever elects its most beautiful girl, I'm definitely casting my vote for you."
After Xiaoya and Cheng Kexin left the dormitory, Cheng Kexin took her to see the laundry room and the cafeteria. "This is where we wash our clothes, it's on the bottom floor of the girl's dormitory. There's no washing machine here, so the Aunties wash everything by hand. A pair of shoes is twelve yuan and a coat is twenty. There's a hairdryer in in the front so you can blow dry your hair if you need to. The dorms themselves have no electrical sockets, you can't plug any appliances." Following this, she then whispered to Xiaoya, "The school forbids bringing phones, but if you happened to bring one, the Aunties in the laundry room can charge it for you in secret, only three yuan a charge."
"I understand, Mr. Li," Xiaoya replied.
Cheng Kexin was a petite girl wearing hair bound in a long ponytail, she was a very cute girl. She took the initiative in introducing herself to Xiaoya, saying, "Hi."
Annoying.
Xiaoya looked up again, but this time she did not turn her gaze to the boy, but to Cheng Kexin.
Xiaoya nodded, then opened he backpack. Inside, there were still the books she originally intended to sort out during her father's annual retreat. But not that she thought about it, her father ad mother had probably planned all this earlier. Just as Xiaoya organised her books, a crumpled piece of paper was suddenly thrown on her desk.
Cheng Kexin pulled a rack out of the way, inside it was a row of USB interfaces along with a universal charger.
The past is still vivid before her eyes, but now, the situation and people are not the same.
Xiaoya and Cheng Kexin entered the classroom. Yunta High's facilities were far below comparison to Nancheng's, but the pressure to excel in study was far greater. In that room, on the desk of many students were textbooks, reference materials, etc., all piled high enough to bury someone if it ever collapse, all stacked together to cover every inch.
She had no intention whatsoever of faking sincerity, but then she thought about Lu Xiaobei. If she completely ignored Mr. Li, and treated him impolitely, Lu Xiaobei would without a doubt give her a warm but reproachful look.
Cheng Kexin sat on the platform upfront to maintain order in the classroom. Apart from reading her own books, she also scanned the class from time to time, so noticing Xiaoya looking her way she asked, "Yu Xiaoya, what's wrong?"
Xiaoya nodded.
Xiaoya nodded, indicating she understood.
Xiaoya's mother asked her, "The only remaining bed is a top bunk, are you worried about falling off?"
Next to the girl's dormitory was the canteen, and Cheng Kexin took Xiaoya to go get a meal card. "You can buy a meal card on the first floor, the boys also eat here too. The girls usually eat on the second floor, while the teachers eat on the third."
He them said, "My surname is Li. You're Student Yu Xiaoya, right? Anyhow, I'll be your Language teacher for the second and third grade here from now on, along with your homeroom teacher. So if you have a questions about life or study, you can always come find me." This polite speech of his most likely was on account of her parents being beside her.
Cheng Kexin pointed to the podium. "The student self-study committee take turns monitoring the class, and today it's mine. So if there's anything you need just ask, okay?"
When Cheng Kexin was finished washing her clothes, only Xiaoya remained standing in the room, he mother had already left.
"To me, this place and that one are all one in the same. Both are places you put me in, to lock me up, all because you think that I'm sick."
It was a girls only dormitory, so Xiaoya's father stayed behind and only her mother walked with them to the fifth floor. Cheng Kexin took out a key, opening the room labelled 520. "Before, our class had thirty-nine girls and six boys. The girls have four dorm room in total, but ours was the only one with an empty space. Mr. Li doesn't have a key, so later this afternoon we have to go to the class and give my key to the day students so it can be copied tomorrow of the day after."
He them said, "My surname is Li. You're Student Yu Xiaoya, right? Anyhow, I'll be your Language teacher for the second and third grade here from now on, along with your homeroom teacher. So if you have a questions about life or study, you can always come find me." This polite speech of his most likely was on account of her parents being beside her.
Xiaoya and Cheng Kexin entered the classroom. Yunta High's facilities were far below comparison to Nancheng's, but the pressure to excel in study was far greater. In that room, on the desk of many students were textbooks, reference materials, etc., all piled high enough to bury someone if it ever collapse, all stacked together to cover every inch.
Xiaoya: "Can we sit anywhere we'd like, then?"
Just then, again, another piece of crumpled paper was tossed her way, this time it landed on her bangs before rolling down her hair and into her book bag. When Xiaoya lifted her head, she saw a boy sitting on the middle of the class, holding his pen up while smiling at her. The boy had handsome features and his smile revealed a row of white teeth.
Xiaoya: "Hello."
Just then, again, another piece of crumpled paper was tossed her way, this time it landed on her bangs before rolling down her hair and into her book bag. When Xiaoya lifted her head, she saw a boy sitting on the middle of the class, holding his pen up while smiling at her. The boy had handsome features and his smile revealed a row of white teeth.
Xiaoya did not repeat her words again, however, as in that instant she recalled her time chatting with Xiang Yi, Lu Xiaobei and Mo Yichen until two in the morning during the holidays where she one declared shamelessly: "If my roommate was a lily, I would throw her out."
Cheng Kexin slammed her book on the podium. "Liu Xiangyu! What do you think you're doing?!
Xiaoya: "Is there anything fun?"
Cheng Kexin pulled a rack out of the way, inside it was a row of USB interfaces along with a universal charger.
"Nope." Cheng Kexin tugged her lips into a pout. "The school wants to prevent puppy love. Anyhow, the food from the teacher's canteen on the third food is a lot cheaper."
Cheng Kexin led Xiaoya to a seat on the far left. "This table and chair were added recently, it should be for you."
Xiaoya let out a sarcastic laugh. "If everyone's isolated like this, aren't they afraid of girls getting together with girls, or boys getting together with boys?"
Cheng Kexin thought it over seriously for a moment, but could only say defeatedly: "There doesn't seem to be anything. There's someone managing the self-study, but you'll be demerited for casual chatting."
Xiaoya's mother looked around the dorm room. Ten people lived in that one space, a space only twice as big as Xiaoya's bedroom. Apart from the bunk beds, there were only two rows of cabinets, the room didn't have so much as a desk for them to use, causing Xiaoya's mother heart to faintly ache. "The bad environment here will be difficult for you when compared to your former one, but such a thing can sharpen a person."
Cheng Kexin thought it over seriously for a moment, but could only say defeatedly: "There doesn't seem to be anything. There's someone managing the self-study, but you'll be demerited for casual chatting."
N/A
Cheng Kexin didn't understand Xiaoya's question, making her reply, "Huh?"
Cheng Kexin pulled a rack out of the way, inside it was a row of USB interfaces along with a universal charger.
Xiaoya did not repeat her words again, however, as in that instant she recalled her time chatting with Xiang Yi, Lu Xiaobei and Mo Yichen until two in the morning during the holidays where she one declared shamelessly: "If my roommate was a lily, I would throw her out."
Mr Li, "Of course, of course. You two were classmates with our headmaster, so we will all take care of each other."
Xiaoya opened the crumpled note which read: "Beautiful, that shot you just made was on point. You're both pretty and athletic. If our class ever elects its most beautiful girl, I'm definitely casting my vote for you."
The washing basin and lavatory were in the same compartment, and once Cheng Kexin entered, Xiaoya's face grew three times colder, while her mother's was no longer pulled into a smile.
The past is still vivid before her eyes, but now, the situation and people are not the same.
Dormitory 520 was northward facing, meaning, it had very poor access to natural sunlight. Around the time of day they were there, the lights of the dorm weren't turned on either, so the place looked shabby. There were five bunk beds in the room. On the metal frames of these beds, were the smatterings of rust. The beds each had a blanket, but only the upper bunk of one closet to the door had boxes on top of it packed with fruits and snacks.
Xiaoya did not repeat her words again, however, as in that instant she recalled her time chatting with Xiang Yi, Lu Xiaobei and Mo Yichen until two in the morning during the holidays where she one declared shamelessly: "If my roommate was a lily, I would throw her out."
New High School
Cheng Kexin: "Do you want to go hang out at the school for a while? It's still the self study period right now."
Cheng Kexin then asked, "Where's Auntie? Did she leave? Yu Xiaoya, I wanted to say this earlier, your seems really nice." But Xiaoya did not say a word in reply to her, as she only stood there in a daze while staring beyond the door. Cheng Kexin walked over to Xiaoya, thinking of continuing to speak with her, but just then she saw Xiaoya was staring in the direction of Nancheng with tears streaming down her face.
Cheng Kexin stood between the mother daughter-pair, looking left and right, getting the distinct feeling she should male herself scarce. "It's rare to be able to return to the dorms during class time, no one is currently using the taps so I'll go wash some clothes."
Xiaoya swiftly turned the phone back off, dropping it back into her bag as if it was a hot potato.
Cheng Kexin led Xiaoya to a seat on the far left. "This table and chair were added recently, it should be for you."
Cheng Kexin thought it over seriously for a moment, but could only say defeatedly: "There doesn't seem to be anything. There's someone managing the self-study, but you'll be demerited for casual chatting."
Xiaoya rested her book bag on the desk. "Thank you."
Cheng Kexin thought it over seriously for a moment, but could only say defeatedly: "There doesn't seem to be anything. There's someone managing the self-study, but you'll be demerited for casual chatting."
Xiaoya: "Is there anything fun?"
And how her parents were so incredibly old fashioned, rigid and stubborn that she couldn't foresee even the smallest thread of hope.
Cheng Kexin: "Do you want to go hang out at the school for a while? It's still the self study period right now."
Xiaoya's mother looked around the dorm room. Ten people lived in that one space, a space only twice as big as Xiaoya's bedroom. Apart from the bunk beds, there were only two rows of cabinets, the room didn't have so much as a desk for them to use, causing Xiaoya's mother heart to faintly ache. "The bad environment here will be difficult for you when compared to your former one, but such a thing can sharpen a person."
"Xiaoyu, mom only did all this because she loves you."
Cheng Kexin led Xiaoya to a seat on the far left. "This table and chair were added recently, it should be for you."
Mr. Li then introduced her to Cheng Kexin, saying, "Yu Xiaoya is from Nancheng and has been transferred to our class. So, as the head of the dormitory, you should aid our new student in adapting to the environment here."
Mr. Li then introduced her to Cheng Kexin, saying, "Yu Xiaoya is from Nancheng and has been transferred to our class. So, as the head of the dormitory, you should aid our new student in adapting to the environment here."
Cheng Kexin thought it over seriously for a moment, but could only say defeatedly: "There doesn't seem to be anything. There's someone managing the self-study, but you'll be demerited for casual chatting."
Cheng Kexin sat on the platform upfront to maintain order in the classroom. Apart from reading her own books, she also scanned the class from time to time, so noticing Xiaoya looking her way she asked, "Yu Xiaoya, what's wrong?"
Her mother then said to Cheng Kexin, "Please take care of one another in this dorm in the future. Like eating together, attending classes..." Without knowing why, Xiaoya's mother abruptly stopped her words.
He them said, "My surname is Li. You're Student Yu Xiaoya, right? Anyhow, I'll be your Language teacher for the second and third grade here from now on, along with your homeroom teacher. So if you have a questions about life or study, you can always come find me." This polite speech of his most likely was on account of her parents being beside her.
N/A
And how her parents were so incredibly old fashioned, rigid and stubborn that she couldn't foresee even the smallest thread of hope.
New High School
Xiaoya did not repeat her words again, however, as in that instant she recalled her time chatting with Xiang Yi, Lu Xiaobei and Mo Yichen until two in the morning during the holidays where she one declared shamelessly: "If my roommate was a lily, I would throw her out."
Xiaoya and Cheng Kexin entered the classroom. Yunta High's facilities were far below comparison to Nancheng's, but the pressure to excel in study was far greater. In that room, on the desk of many students were textbooks, reference materials, etc., all piled high enough to bury someone if it ever collapse, all stacked together to cover every inch.
Xiaoya then took out a book, revealing a phone laying at the bottom of her bag, a phone originally belonging to Lu Xiaobei.
Perhaps their high school life was too monotonous, because once the second year students of Liberal Arts Class One noticed Cheng Kexin bring a new student in, they began whispering to one another, with some even throwing curious glances at Xiaoya.
New High School
Cheng Kexin led Xiaoya to a seat on the far left. "This table and chair were added recently, it should be for you."
Xiaoya opened the paper to see the clear, vivid and beautifully written strokes of characters which said: "Beautiful, are you a transfer student?"
She had no intention whatsoever of faking sincerity, but then she thought about Lu Xiaobei. If she completely ignored Mr. Li, and treated him impolitely, Lu Xiaobei would without a doubt give her a warm but reproachful look.
"To me, this place and that one are all one in the same. Both are places you put me in, to lock me up, all because you think that I'm sick."
"Why would I send you to the Seven People's Hospital? You're my daughter!"
Cheng Kexin led Xiaoya to a seat on the far left. "This table and chair were added recently, it should be for you."
Xiaoya: "Is there anything fun?"
Xiaoya opened the crumpled note which read: "Beautiful, that shot you just made was on point. You're both pretty and athletic. If our class ever elects its most beautiful girl, I'm definitely casting my vote for you."
Xiaoya rested her book bag on the desk. "Thank you."
The boy opened his mouth, attempting to explain, "How could that be considered a..."
Cheng Kexin slammed her book on the podium. "Liu Xiangyu! What do you think you're doing?!
"I'm already quite grateful to you now. I thought you would have sent me to the Seventh People's Hospital." In Nancheng, the Seventh People's Hospital was also known as psychiatric hospital.
Cheng Kexin pointed to the podium. "The student self-study committee take turns monitoring the class, and today it's mine. So if there's anything you need just ask, okay?"
N/A
Xiaoya opened them.
At her silence, Xiaoya's mother chimed in from beside her, "My daughter is a little introverted, so please take very good care of her in the future, Mr. Li."
New High School
Xiaoya let out a sarcastic laugh. "If everyone's isolated like this, aren't they afraid of girls getting together with girls, or boys getting together with boys?"
Xiaoya nodded, then opened he backpack. Inside, there were still the books she originally intended to sort out during her father's annual retreat. But not that she thought about it, her father ad mother had probably planned all this earlier. Just as Xiaoya organised her books, a crumpled piece of paper was suddenly thrown on her desk.
Yunta High's management was indeed awfully strict, as compared to other high schools in Nancheng, it's new term begun one month earlier. Mr. Li went to his class and called over a girl before saying to Xioaya, "This is Cheng Kexin. She is the leader of dormitory 520, and since there is an empty room in her dorm, you'll be staying there."
Just then, again, another piece of crumpled paper was tossed her way, this time it landed on her bangs before rolling down her hair and into her book bag. When Xiaoya lifted her head, she saw a boy sitting on the middle of the class, holding his pen up while smiling at her. The boy had handsome features and his smile revealed a row of white teeth.
Cheng Kexin giggled happily. "Yes, Sir. I will make sure to complete this task."
Cheng Kexin led Xiaoya to a seat on the far left. "This table and chair were added recently, it should be for you."
Perhaps their high school life was too monotonous, because once the second year students of Liberal Arts Class One noticed Cheng Kexin bring a new student in, they began whispering to one another, with some even throwing curious glances at Xiaoya.
Xiaoya opened the paper to see the clear, vivid and beautifully written strokes of characters which said: "Beautiful, are you a transfer student?"
Xiaoya's mother looked around the dorm room. Ten people lived in that one space, a space only twice as big as Xiaoya's bedroom. Apart from the bunk beds, there were only two rows of cabinets, the room didn't have so much as a desk for them to use, causing Xiaoya's mother heart to faintly ache. "The bad environment here will be difficult for you when compared to your former one, but such a thing can sharpen a person."
"I'm already quite grateful to you now. I thought you would have sent me to the Seventh People's Hospital." In Nancheng, the Seventh People's Hospital was also known as psychiatric hospital.
Dormitory 520 was northward facing, meaning, it had very poor access to natural sunlight. Around the time of day they were there, the lights of the dorm weren't turned on either, so the place looked shabby. There were five bunk beds in the room. On the metal frames of these beds, were the smatterings of rust. The beds each had a blanket, but only the upper bunk of one closet to the door had boxes on top of it packed with fruits and snacks.
And how her parents were so incredibly old fashioned, rigid and stubborn that she couldn't foresee even the smallest thread of hope.
Xiaoya's mother asked her, "The only remaining bed is a top bunk, are you worried about falling off?"
Xiaoya did not repeat her words again, however, as in that instant she recalled her time chatting with Xiang Yi, Lu Xiaobei and Mo Yichen until two in the morning during the holidays where she one declared shamelessly: "If my roommate was a lily, I would throw her out."
Yunta High's management was indeed awfully strict, as compared to other high schools in Nancheng, it's new term begun one month earlier. Mr. Li went to his class and called over a girl before saying to Xioaya, "This is Cheng Kexin. She is the leader of dormitory 520, and since there is an empty room in her dorm, you'll be staying there."
Annoying.
Thinking about the past, Xiaoya felt her eyes sting.
Like a puppet, Xiaoya followed her mother to the headmaster's office, then off to meet with the leader of the second year liberal arts programme.
The past is still vivid before her eyes, but now, the situation and people are not the same.
Xiaoya had no interest in whomever threw that note, tossing it directly into the trash bin behind her.
Cheng Kexin giggled happily. "Yes, Sir. I will make sure to complete this task."
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In a tone bearing no sharpness, to the point it could be said to be gentle, Xiaoya spoke, keeping her strength buried securely, buried deep. "When you transferred me, did you ever think of asking me? Am I only a pet of yours, like a dog or a cat? And so long as you feed me a can of food everyday and keep me under your roof, you can just go ahead and decide my entire life, right?"
In a tone bearing no sharpness, to the point it could be said to be gentle, Xiaoya spoke, keeping her strength buried securely, buried deep. "When you transferred me, did you ever think of asking me? Am I only a pet of yours, like a dog or a cat? And so long as you feed me a can of food everyday and keep me under your roof, you can just go ahead and decide my entire life, right?"
"Nope." Cheng Kexin tugged her lips into a pout. "The school wants to prevent puppy love. Anyhow, the food from the teacher's canteen on the third food is a lot cheaper."
"To me, this place and that one are all one in the same. Both are places you put me in, to lock me up, all because you think that I'm sick."
Perhaps their high school life was too monotonous, because once the second year students of Liberal Arts Class One noticed Cheng Kexin bring a new student in, they began whispering to one another, with some even throwing curious glances at Xiaoya.
Xiaoya then took out a book, revealing a phone laying at the bottom of her bag, a phone originally belonging to Lu Xiaobei.
Mr. Li then introduced her to Cheng Kexin, saying, "Yu Xiaoya is from Nancheng and has been transferred to our class. So, as the head of the dormitory, you should aid our new student in adapting to the environment here."
Just then, again, another piece of crumpled paper was tossed her way, this time it landed on her bangs before rolling down her hair and into her book bag. When Xiaoya lifted her head, she saw a boy sitting on the middle of the class, holding his pen up while smiling at her. The boy had handsome features and his smile revealed a row of white teeth.
Xiaoya had no desire at all to say anything to her mother.
The boy opened his mouth, attempting to explain, "How could that be considered a..."
Xiaoya opened them.
Xiaoya opened the crumpled note which read: "Beautiful, that shot you just made was on point. You're both pretty and athletic. If our class ever elects its most beautiful girl, I'm definitely casting my vote for you."
Lu Xiaobei: When I visited the Netherlands during my break, I came out to my mother, and she understood me. But she said she hoped I would stay there in the future since it's more inclusive there.
Cheng Kexin slammed her book on the podium. "Liu Xiangyu! What do you think you're doing?!
But it was Cheng Kexin, who upon hearing Xiaoya's mother's query, too the initiative to reply, "Auntie, I'm the one sleeping on the lower bunk. So if Xiaoya can't get used to sleeping on the top one, I can just trade places with her."
Xiaoya's mother looked around the dorm room. Ten people lived in that one space, a space only twice as big as Xiaoya's bedroom. Apart from the bunk beds, there were only two rows of cabinets, the room didn't have so much as a desk for them to use, causing Xiaoya's mother heart to faintly ache. "The bad environment here will be difficult for you when compared to your former one, but such a thing can sharpen a person."
At her silence, Xiaoya's mother chimed in from beside her, "My daughter is a little introverted, so please take very good care of her in the future, Mr. Li."
The washing basin and lavatory were in the same compartment, and once Cheng Kexin entered, Xiaoya's face grew three times colder, while her mother's was no longer pulled into a smile.
Xiaoya then took out a book, revealing a phone laying at the bottom of her bag, a phone originally belonging to Lu Xiaobei.
Xiaoya looked up again, but this time she did not turn her gaze to the boy, but to Cheng Kexin.
Xiaoya nodded.
With her mother also saying with a smile, "It's fine, you can go."
Cheng Kexin giggled happily. "Yes, Sir. I will make sure to complete this task."
Xiaoya: "Hello."
Next to the girl's dormitory was the canteen, and Cheng Kexin took Xiaoya to go get a meal card. "You can buy a meal card on the first floor, the boys also eat here too. The girls usually eat on the second floor, while the teachers eat on the third."
Cheng Kexin sat on the platform upfront to maintain order in the classroom. Apart from reading her own books, she also scanned the class from time to time, so noticing Xiaoya looking her way she asked, "Yu Xiaoya, what's wrong?"
Cheng Kexin pointed to the podium. "The student self-study committee take turns monitoring the class, and today it's mine. So if there's anything you need just ask, okay?"
Just then, again, another piece of crumpled paper was tossed her way, this time it landed on her bangs before rolling down her hair and into her book bag. When Xiaoya lifted her head, she saw a boy sitting on the middle of the class, holding his pen up while smiling at her. The boy had handsome features and his smile revealed a row of white teeth.
Cheng Kexin pointed to the podium. "The student self-study committee take turns monitoring the class, and today it's mine. So if there's anything you need just ask, okay?"
Lifting her finger, Xiaoya pointed to the boy and said, "That student threw something at me."
Xiaoya looked up again, but this time she did not turn her gaze to the boy, but to Cheng Kexin.
Cheng Kexin slammed her book on the podium. "Liu Xiangyu! What do you think you're doing?!
Despite the class now being noisy, Xiaoya felt at ease. Using her bag as cover she turned on her phone, and saw two unread messages from Lu Xiaobei on QQ.
Cheng Kexin then asked, "Where's Auntie? Did she leave? Yu Xiaoya, I wanted to say this earlier, your seems really nice." But Xiaoya did not say a word in reply to her, as she only stood there in a daze while staring beyond the door. Cheng Kexin walked over to Xiaoya, thinking of continuing to speak with her, but just then she saw Xiaoya was staring in the direction of Nancheng with tears streaming down her face.
It was a girls only dormitory, so Xiaoya's father stayed behind and only her mother walked with them to the fifth floor. Cheng Kexin took out a key, opening the room labelled 520. "Before, our class had thirty-nine girls and six boys. The girls have four dorm room in total, but ours was the only one with an empty space. Mr. Li doesn't have a key, so later this afternoon we have to go to the class and give my key to the day students so it can be copied tomorrow of the day after."
When Cheng Kexin was finished washing her clothes, only Xiaoya remained standing in the room, he mother had already left.
But it was Cheng Kexin, who upon hearing Xiaoya's mother's query, too the initiative to reply, "Auntie, I'm the one sleeping on the lower bunk. So if Xiaoya can't get used to sleeping on the top one, I can just trade places with her."
The boy opened his mouth, attempting to explain, "How could that be considered a..."
Xiaoya swiftly turned the phone back off, dropping it back into her bag as if it was a hot potato.
Despite the class now being noisy, Xiaoya felt at ease. Using her bag as cover she turned on her phone, and saw two unread messages from Lu Xiaobei on QQ.
She had no intention whatsoever of faking sincerity, but then she thought about Lu Xiaobei. If she completely ignored Mr. Li, and treated him impolitely, Lu Xiaobei would without a doubt give her a warm but reproachful look.
Yunta High's management was indeed awfully strict, as compared to other high schools in Nancheng, it's new term begun one month earlier. Mr. Li went to his class and called over a girl before saying to Xioaya, "This is Cheng Kexin. She is the leader of dormitory 520, and since there is an empty room in her dorm, you'll be staying there."
"To me, this place and that one are all one in the same. Both are places you put me in, to lock me up, all because you think that I'm sick."
Xiaoya: "Hello."
Despite the class now being noisy, Xiaoya felt at ease. Using her bag as cover she turned on her phone, and saw two unread messages from Lu Xiaobei on QQ.
Xiaoya did not repeat her words again, however, as in that instant she recalled her time chatting with Xiang Yi, Lu Xiaobei and Mo Yichen until two in the morning during the holidays where she one declared shamelessly: "If my roommate was a lily, I would throw her out."
When Cheng Kexin was finished washing her clothes, only Xiaoya remained standing in the room, he mother had already left.
Xiaoya opened them.
Lifting her finger, Xiaoya pointed to the boy and said, "That student threw something at me."
Thinking about the past, Xiaoya felt her eyes sting.
She had no intention whatsoever of faking sincerity, but then she thought about Lu Xiaobei. If she completely ignored Mr. Li, and treated him impolitely, Lu Xiaobei would without a doubt give her a warm but reproachful look.
Lu Xiaobei: When I visited the Netherlands during my break, I came out to my mother, and she understood me. But she said she hoped I would stay there in the future since it's more inclusive there.
Cheng Kexin was a petite girl wearing hair bound in a long ponytail, she was a very cute girl. She took the initiative in introducing herself to Xiaoya, saying, "Hi."
She had no idea how she should tell Lu Xiaobei it was already too late.
Xiaoya let out a sarcastic laugh. "If everyone's isolated like this, aren't they afraid of girls getting together with girls, or boys getting together with boys?"
It was a girls only dormitory, so Xiaoya's father stayed behind and only her mother walked with them to the fifth floor. Cheng Kexin took out a key, opening the room labelled 520. "Before, our class had thirty-nine girls and six boys. The girls have four dorm room in total, but ours was the only one with an empty space. Mr. Li doesn't have a key, so later this afternoon we have to go to the class and give my key to the day students so it can be copied tomorrow of the day after."
At her silence, Xiaoya's mother chimed in from beside her, "My daughter is a little introverted, so please take very good care of her in the future, Mr. Li."
My mother called me yesterday, she's planning to take a trip here on her soon. Maybe my mother and I can pay a visit to your parents' house. Xiaoya, about our future, I really do have a solid plan, not some pie in the sky dream. The next time you talk to Uncle and Aunty (Xiaoya's parents), ask them if we can met whenever they're free.
Xiaoya let out a sarcastic laugh. "If everyone's isolated like this, aren't they afraid of girls getting together with girls, or boys getting together with boys?"
Perhaps their high school life was too monotonous, because once the second year students of Liberal Arts Class One noticed Cheng Kexin bring a new student in, they began whispering to one another, with some even throwing curious glances at Xiaoya.
Xiaoya and Cheng Kexin entered the classroom. Yunta High's facilities were far below comparison to Nancheng's, but the pressure to excel in study was far greater. In that room, on the desk of many students were textbooks, reference materials, etc., all piled high enough to bury someone if it ever collapse, all stacked together to cover every inch.
"Nope." Cheng Kexin tugged her lips into a pout. "The school wants to prevent puppy love. Anyhow, the food from the teacher's canteen on the third food is a lot cheaper."
Like a puppet, Xiaoya followed her mother to the headmaster's office, then off to meet with the leader of the second year liberal arts programme.
Cheng Kexin was a petite girl wearing hair bound in a long ponytail, she was a very cute girl. She took the initiative in introducing herself to Xiaoya, saying, "Hi."
Yunta High's management was indeed awfully strict, as compared to other high schools in Nancheng, it's new term begun one month earlier. Mr. Li went to his class and called over a girl before saying to Xioaya, "This is Cheng Kexin. She is the leader of dormitory 520, and since there is an empty room in her dorm, you'll be staying there."
Xiaoya swiftly turned the phone back off, dropping it back into her bag as if it was a hot potato.
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She had no idea how she should tell Lu Xiaobei it was already too late.
Xiaoya rested her book bag on the desk. "Thank you."
But it was Cheng Kexin, who upon hearing Xiaoya's mother's query, too the initiative to reply, "Auntie, I'm the one sleeping on the lower bunk. So if Xiaoya can't get used to sleeping on the top one, I can just trade places with her."
With her mother also saying with a smile, "It's fine, you can go."
And how her parents were so incredibly old fashioned, rigid and stubborn that she couldn't foresee even the smallest thread of hope.
"Nope." Cheng Kexin tugged her lips into a pout. "The school wants to prevent puppy love. Anyhow, the food from the teacher's canteen on the third food is a lot cheaper."
Cheng Kexin was a petite girl wearing hair bound in a long ponytail, she was a very cute girl. She took the initiative in introducing herself to Xiaoya, saying, "Hi."
But it was Cheng Kexin, who upon hearing Xiaoya's mother's query, too the initiative to reply, "Auntie, I'm the one sleeping on the lower bunk. So if Xiaoya can't get used to sleeping on the top one, I can just trade places with her."
At her silence, Xiaoya's mother chimed in from beside her, "My daughter is a little introverted, so please take very good care of her in the future, Mr. Li."
Dormitory 520 was northward facing, meaning, it had very poor access to natural sunlight. Around the time of day they were there, the lights of the dorm weren't turned on either, so the place looked shabby. There were five bunk beds in the room. On the metal frames of these beds, were the smatterings of rust. The beds each had a blanket, but only the upper bunk of one closet to the door had boxes on top of it packed with fruits and snacks.
this school sounds like hell, I guess mental health is something very optional there
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