In the blink of an eye, more than five months had passed.
I couldn't bear the longing any longer, so I came to chat. After all, readers understood me best. Only you truly understood me.
Maybe everyone had started laughing at me again, but it didn't matter. In this cold world, only you were willing to listen to me properly.
As everyone knew, Ting Yuan had been a child who loved to smile since he was little.
After Ting Yuan finished sixth grade, he followed the usual path and went to middle school in town, living an ordinary life.
But sometimes, he still missed her. She had disappeared after graduating from elementary school.
Days passed one by one, until the family gathering in his second year of middle school. My family had always been fiercely competitive, and every one of them was good at business—the uncle who sold tea leaves, the aunt who sold pork...
My parents refused to be outdone. Determined to become free people in business, they decided to sell flatbread in the county town.
Children had no right to choose. I realized I was about to attend middle school in the county town...
God, once I went to the county town, I would gradually forget everything about the countryside, forget the fields, forget the little river, forget her...
Until I was finally imprisoned in the cage of traffic lights!
Faced with parting, countless scenes flashed through my mind. Even my fellow students at the town middle school suddenly seemed kind and lovable.
No! I wanted freedom! I wanted to fight!
To persuade my parents, I gathered countless examples and told them that once students left their original environment, their grades would plummet!
People often said that parents cared most about their children's grades. I was sure to