Chapter Thirteen: Slump

  Whoa, several people gathered around Huang Xiaoyu's computer. On the A large post bar, a video uploaded by someone was attached with a big, colorful title - Beiyuan surprises ugly girl vs handsome guy! What is this? Ji Suyan was stabbed in the eyes by that huge ugly girl and handsome guy, and a surge of anger rose up in her heart. Huang Xiaoyu opened the screen, the picture was very noisy and shaking, it seemed to be taken with a mobile phone.

  Beyond the crowd, in the middle stood Ji SuYin, Yan FenEr, Nie Yuan and Qi Xiu. Ji SuYin's body was a mess, probably taken after being splashed with water, there was still a green leaf stuck to her head, looking very comical and pitiful. Yan FenEr and Nie Yuan walked towards Ji SuYin, seemingly inquiring about the situation.

  At this time, Qi Xiu, who had been standing aside all along, suddenly walked towards them. After taking a few steps, Ji Su's reaction was slightly over-the-top as he retreated several steps back, and in the quiet cafeteria, he loudly shouted: "Don't come any closer! Keep your distance!" The surrounding area erupted into chaos, with the scene continuing to be recorded until Qi Xiu walked away with a gloomy expression, and the two returned to their dormitory.

  The video ended with an automatic pause, and below it was a long article. Ji Su-yin read through it in one glance, and she couldn't help but feel some admiration for these boring people. Such a simple event could be exaggerated and narrated so lengthily by him, and between the lines, it was all about mocking and criticizing her, this ugly girl, please!

  She Ji Su is the victim, okay?! Ji Su was so angry that this person must be a woman. Not going to be a paparazzo anymore is really wasting talent. At this time, Huang Xiaoyu and others also finished watching, Yan Fen'er rarely made an angry face, her fists clenched tightly: "How can this person be like this! So boring!"

  "Exactly! What's wrong with you?! We're the victims here, can't everyone see that?! Only blind people would believe this nonsense! Whoever wrote this deserves a good slap! How dare they write such lies?! Is being handsome worth all this fuss?! It's infuriating! Ugh...!" Seeing their reactions, Ji Suoyun's anger dissipated, and she patted Huang Xiaoyu on the back, telling her to calm down and not let this trivial matter affect her health.

  Ji Huali didn't have any particular expression, after watching she lay back on the bed and continued browsing Taobao. After something like this happened, a few people took a look and that was it, believing that after some time it would be forgotten.

  Continue to lie back and read a book, but Ji SuYin couldn't read another word. She stared blankly at the ceiling, her mood somewhat disheartened and lost. To be honest, Ji SuYin had long been accustomed to this kind of boring thing, but every time it still affected her mood. She wasn't a saint, and she was still very young.

  She still can't achieve that state of mind where she remains calm and unruffled like an ancient well with no ripples. How much heartache does one need to experience before they can truly remain unmoved by anything?

  She has been trying so hard, hard to get through the pain, hard to numb herself, hard to learn how to pretend and be fake, putting on a strong and optimistic mask, smiling brightly on the outside, but crying deeply in her heart! She's obviously tried so hard to forget!

  Eyes are a little hot, blurry, lift arm to cover, mouth corners but how to droop! Emotions suppressed for a long time, suddenly like flood, invaded. Is it, is it necessary to learn not to care, in order to retain that little bit of purity and softness?...

  Ji Su had fallen asleep and slept until the evening. She opened her eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling, the streetlights outside the dormitory casting a warm yellow glow. She pulled out her phone from under the pillow, the screen lit up, reflecting off her glasses. It was 11:23 PM, the dormitory was quiet, everyone else was asleep, but she was wide awake, not feeling sleepy at all.

  Holding the phone, she lay down for a while. Just now, she had a very long dream, dreaming of the past, many, many things, like a projector, replaying old events, walking through life like a lantern show. So, is she also going to die soon like others? She curled up the corners of her mouth and smiled silently.

  She slowly got up, and quietly got out of bed, put on her shoes, wore her coat, and tried not to make any noise as she opened the door and walked out. The girls' dormitory building was very quiet at night, and it was a bit scary in the dark, but Qiu Su felt no fear at all, instead feeling calm and steady. Holding her phone tightly, Qiu Su strolled down the stairs, passed through the garden, and went by the Wuhuan Stadium...

  The night wind blew open her collar and hair, the hem of her pajamas fluttering, brushing against her calves, ticklish and comfortable. Ji Su Yun felt complex and strange, as if something had filled her heart to the brim, heavy yet empty, her whole body languid and light, like she was about to float away. So heavy, yet so light!

  Ji Su's voice drifted away with the wind, her neck twisted to one side, a sly smile spreading across her face. She laughed silently at first, then softly, and finally out loud, tears streaming down her cheeks! Dragging her numb legs, Ji Su continued to stumble along.

  Just had a big laugh, and my mood has improved a lot, but not long after, it will become even heavier. Every time is like this, it will get more and more tired, can't be eradicated! If I die, then there's nothing left, right? Even these boring emotions will disappear with the wind, leaving no trace!

  Suddenly a strong gust of wind blew, and a leaf floated down to Ji Su's feet. She slowly looked up at the moonlit sky, where the dark and majestic canopy was covered with countless leaves, making a rustling sound, "Whoosh", it sounded so nice!

  Slowly lifting her foot, she walked towards the tree, step by step, without fear or hesitation. If she were to die like this, what would happen? She stopped in her tracks, stretched out her right hand, and slowly stroked the sturdy trunk of the tree, feeling its coarse texture. The dark clouds were blown away by the wind, and the moon gradually shed its gentle light, soft as water, from her feet up to her shoulders, elbows, and finally her fingertips, pale and wan.

  The hem of her skirt on the left side tightened, and Ji Su slowly turned her head to look. She looked down at the boy, the boy looked up at her, his pale face, eyes without whites, but she no longer had the fear and rejection she once had.

  She slowly squatted down, looking at the boy at eye level. Ji Su's eyes stared into the boy's eyes, and gradually, gently, she smiled. In her heart, for some reason, her emotions were swelling and fermenting.

  The boy tilted his head to look at her, with a puzzled expression, slowly stretching out his small hand, wanting to touch her cheek. She didn't dodge or move. Just as he was about to make contact, a loud shout came: "What are you doing?"

  The boy in front of her suddenly disappeared, Ji Su's sound was stunned for a moment, and she squatted there, turning her head to look. Qi Xiu is running over here, the distance is getting closer and closer, his head and eyes start to hurt, but she still doesn't want to move.

  When Zixiu was three steps away from Jisu, she stopped her pace and looked at Jisu who didn't respond. She asked again in a strange tone: "What are you doing here?" Jisu stared blankly, not wanting to speak, shaking her head slightly, saying nothing. Zixiu looked at her as she lowered her head to gaze at the leaves on the ground, and the scene fell into an eerie silence.