And at other times.
He could sense a faint gaze watching him.
That gaze came from Song Xiaojie.
He had always known, but he had never said anything or exposed it.
He opened the love letter.
The handwriting on it was neat and elegant.
Anyone who had paid attention to the bulletin board at the back of the classroom would only need to compare them to see that the handwriting was very similar.
Sure enough.
Song Xiaojie had written it.
Why had she written this love letter? That was right, a love letter.
And it was an extremely bold, straightforward one.
That did not fit the personality profile he had built for Song Xiaojie.
She was a patient, silent, insecure person.
Given her personality, if no outside force intervened, she probably would not speak up or take action for the rest of her life.
The pressure from her family and her surroundings had already left her unable to breathe.
People like her kept compressing their emotions inside, over and over, until one day they could no longer hold them down and all their emotions exploded completely.
But not yet.
Shen Yu turned the letter over in his hand.
What outside force had made her do this?
It seemed he needed to get in touch with this classmate.
Sometimes, Shen Yu was a very indifferent person. Apart from his family, there was little he cared about.
Perhaps it was because he had understood many things from birth and constantly absorbed all kinds of information without refusing any of it.
He could often notice sides of people that others failed to see.
The Mask of Hypocrisy, and ugly hearts.
The malice hidden away where no one could see it.
He had been able to sense it since childhood.
Having grown up receiving