throbbing for you

Teacher Xijing was explaining the case in the ppt on the podium, when Yang Yue suddenly pushed open the back door and made a loud noise, which startled her and completely interrupted her train of thought.She frowned and was angry, "Student, which one of you..."

The crisp "pop" directly interrupted the rest of her words.Before everyone could react, Yang Yue rushed to Fu Sitian's seat in the back row in three steps at a time, raising his hands and dropping them.

Shocked all four.

She used such force that Fu Sitian's entire head was missed, and a red and swollen slap mark quickly appeared on his face.She turned back to look at Yang Yue in a daze, her head was buzzing, the scene in front of her was dizzy, the familiar classroom and the familiar faces of her classmates suddenly became strange.She trembled her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't make any sound.

The mouth is full of fishy-sweet taste of blood.

Yin Fanlu was arguing for her: "Yang Yue, why are you crazy?! Why are you beating someone?!"

Teacher Xijing was yelling: "Hold her quickly! What is this doing? This is a class! My class! Monitor, go, call your counselors over!"

The students in the whole class are whispering.

All the voices seemed to come from far away, only Yang Yue's voice fell into her ears so clearly and sharply, piercing into her heart.

Yang Yue was grabbed by two boys in the back row, neither struggling nor getting angry, just staring at Fu Sitian angrily with trembling chest and red eyes: "You owe me this!"

"I thought we were the same kind of people, and I thought you would understand me!" She complained, tears rolled out of her eyes, and the sound of weeping blood was like a knife, piercing into Fu Sitian's heart.

"School suspended me. Are you satisfied? That's what you said you'd help me?! That's what you said you wouldn't tell anyone?!"

The blood on Fu Sitian's face faded, and he muttered "I'm sorry...", tears filled his eyes.

The counselor arrived with a middle-aged woman.The middle-aged woman hugged Yang Yue's shoulders and kept apologizing to her classmates, teachers, and Fu Sitian: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, her emotions are out of her control now, and she didn't mean to." Yue didn't resist, and was dragged away by her as if resigned to her fate. She just turned her head, looked into Fu Sitian's eyes, and said every word seriously: "Fu Sitian, I will never forgive you."

Like a curse, Fu Sitian felt chills all over his body and was on the verge of falling.In a trance, Yang Yue's red eyes overlapped with the collapsed pupils of the victim's family members in childhood, and that "I will never forgive you" sounded like a voice from a distant nightmare.

"Why do you still dare to ask for our forgiveness, why do you still want to be lenient, we will never forgive you!" That mouthful of saliva, spit on her and her mother's face, was like a brand that would never be wiped off.

The classroom was full of classmates' discussions, and the counselor opened and closed his mouth, as if he was also talking to her.Fu Sitian couldn't hear clearly, and his ears were filled with noisy and vicious words from his memory, "Stay away from her, her father is a bad person, big bad people make small bad people, and she is also a bad person", "Don't play with her, don't learn to be bad", "The murderer's daughter is a little murderer, why can't I hit you, you should have hit me" voice.

The gazes of curiosity or disgust, if they fell on her body in any real way, engulfed her from all directions like a tide, and Fu Sitian felt that he would not be able to breathe.

A thin figure blocked her behind.Shi Yi held her hand, sending her a little warmth.

"Teacher, can I take her to the medicine first, and then go to the office to see you?" Her hoarse voice sounded like a ray of light cast from the deep sea.

Fu Sitian looked at her back, tearing pain swept through his heart, but his salty breath slowly returned to his chest.

Shi Yi is still that Shi Yi, and the light is still that light.It's just that I am not the pure self I was back then.

This is the light that does not belong to her, the light that she cannot keep.It is the light that she shouldn't bother or covet.

She worked hard to find her voice: "No need, I will go there with the teacher..."

Shi Yi turned to look at her with obscure emotions in his eyes.

Fu Sitian didn't dare to look at it too much, for he was afraid that if he looked at it too much, all the reason and self-esteem he had just recovered would be torn apart.With a pale face, she tried her best to support herself to straighten her back, stood up, and faced everyone's scrutinizing eyes.She withdrew her hand from Shi Yi's palm, and said to her dryly and softly, "Thank you."

Shi Yi stared at her, and slowly clenched his palms that were pressed on the table into fists.

Fu Sitian hung his head, walked out of his seat, and followed the counselor out of the classroom amidst the voices of criticism.

Yang Yue's accusation and Yang Yue's hateful face were played back and forth in her mind repeatedly, and Fu Sitian wanted to escape for a moment, wanted to lose all thinking, and wanted to be a completely ignorant person.

But no.

She is coming.

She is my mother's little sun.She is a person who has made a wish to fate, she will be a good child, and one day it will forgive all her mistakes and return her future that belongs to her.

She bit the blood from her lower lip, forcing herself to be sober and brave enough.The counselor asked her what was going on and told her she was doing fine.As soon as Yang Yue's situation was reported, the college leaders attached great importance to it. In the afternoon, the psychology teacher went to Yang Yue to get a preliminary understanding of the situation, and informed them to contact her parents, and took her to a professional hospital for treatment.The psychiatrist assessed that Yang Yue's condition was already very bad. They contacted Yang Yue's aunt, and after communicating with her, they decided to temporarily suspend Yang Yue from school and go home with her to receive better treatment and care.

He said that this is the best way for Yang Yue, and she doesn't need to feel uneasy or guilty.If there is no intervention in this situation, it will become very dangerous, and if something happens, it will be too late to regret.Perhaps a one-year suspension of school seems to be as big as the sky falling to them now, but if life safety and physical and mental health cannot be guaranteed, all other things will become insignificant.

Seeing Fu Sitian's poor state, he also said that she'd better talk to the psychology teacher if necessary, and don't let this matter become a knot in her heart.

At that moment, Fu Sitian's resistance and fear of "talking to a psychological teacher" from the bottom of her heart made her feel more and more cruel about what she had done.

She didn't know if she was doing the right thing or not.But for Yang Yue, she couldn't help but feel guilty.

She asked the counselor for Aunt Yang Yue's phone number, but the counselor refused to give it to her.She had no choice but to ask the counselor, Yang Yue, if all the formalities for suspension of school had been completed?Will you come over again?Can you deliver a letter to Yang Yue's aunt for her?

The counselor agreed and asked her to write it to his assistant, who would take Aunt Yang Yue to go through the formalities in the afternoon.

Fu Sitian went back to the dormitory to write a letter.Her letter was not long, but she just explained who she was and what kind of relationship she had with Yang Yue.Then apologize to them, and most importantly, pray to Aunt Yang Yue to cure Yang Yue.She told her that Yang Yue said many times that what she missed the most was the time when she lived with her aunt when she was a child. She always said that her aunt was the only person who really loved her and that her aunt was the closest person to her.She said many times that when she is capable, she must be filial to her aunt and let her live for the rest of her life.

She left her contact information, expressing that she was willing to help Yang Yue, and she would do whatever she could to help Yang Yue, as long as she could do it.

But this letter fell into the sea.

Yang Yue's aunt did not contact her until late at night.Fu Sitian stared at the phone screen and completely lost sleep.

In the suite not far from the campus, Shi Yi also suffered from insomnia.

After following Fang Ruohua's advice not to take sleeping pills, she never fell asleep in the first half of the night again.

Is she okay?

not good.Don't think she should have the answer.

This is not something she should care about, not even something Fu Sitian needs her to care about...

The palm of her hand was empty, as if there was still the cold feeling that the air was pouring in when Fu Sitian abruptly pulled it out of her hand in the morning.

A corner of my heart seemed to be completely missing.

One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock... Tossing and turning, tossing and turning, Fu Sitian's figure was lingering in his mind.

Shi Yi finally couldn't bear it anymore and sat up.

Thinking quietly in the dark, she first stepped on one foot, struggled for a few seconds, and then the other foot went down.She stood up, step by step, walking slowly and heavily, but still step by step, following the floor that Fu Sitian might have wiped that day, from the door of her room to the door of the guest room where Fu Sitian had slept peacefully.

The door was closed tightly, and she stared at her silently in the dark.It seems to be a Pandora's box exuding infinite temptation.

Should not be opened, must not be opened.

Shi Yi held his hand on the doorknob, hesitating for a long time, but still soberly let himself go.Gently twisting, after half a year, she opened the door again.

In the dim light, the furnishings in the house looked like Fu Sitian had just left.Shi Yi looked at the rabbit sitting by the bed and the little night light.

And the shadow of the girl who laughed and cried on this bed.

The pain flooded Shi Yi's heart unexpectedly.

Suppressing her fear and uneasiness, she walked into this room almost masochistically, approached that bed, and with trembling fingertips, she stroked the quilt Fu Sitian lay on, the pillow she slept on, and the... rabbit she hugged.

She touched the rabbit's cheek, like touching the girl's half red and swollen cheek.

Careful, full of tenderness.

No longer able to deceive himself and others, no longer able to turn a blind eye, Shi Yi obeyed his will and hugged the little rabbit as gently as possible.

The intense self-loathing was accompanied by a sense of relief.

She had been hiding for too long, unable to face it for too long.

It is really difficult to admit that I like Fu Sitian.

Don't admit it, it turned out to be a more difficult thing.

She surrendered.