"Mister Bai's description still bore the habits of a medical professional—rigorous and conservative in expression, basically never overstating things. But when it comes to dreams, emotions, desires, and instincts, the root of it all is a guided transformation from falsehood into reality. 'Dreams come true'—that is the essence of the Spirit Communication Technique!"
Ronan made that mature-sounding assessment, though unfortunately, he could only say it to himself. At the moment, he was sitting properly in the classroom, with the ceremonial feeling of a "last lesson."
The school's polite yet helpless and firm "suggestion," along with the outcome of the family meeting, had basically decided on the early end of Ronan's 96–97 school year. Now it was merely a matter of going through the procedures. As for when he would return to school and resume studying, there was still no definite answer.
Ronan's appearance in the classroom was meaningless as far as his studies were concerned. He had only come here to find some peace and quiet. The overwhelming gossip was already annoying enough, and there was also the teasing and ridicule from relatives and friends. They meant no harm, but they did nothing to help him concentrate.
Now, seated in the classroom, he automatically blocked out the teacher's lecture and the surrounding noise, receiving the materials Cat's Eye had sent and reviewing them carefully. As for Cat's Eye chatting with Mister Bai and discussing him behind his back, Ronan did not mind... at most, he would just make a snarky comment.
He knew Cat's Eye had been quite troubled lately. It was only a minor question; if she had asked him directly, he would not have been stingy with an explanation. But if she did not come to him, he could hardly force his way over and say something like,