No More Than Three Times

Chen Shu righted his bicycle, then picked up everything scattered across the ground.

The six-pack of cola had hit the ground hard. Two cans were dented so badly that they probably wouldn't bring much happiness anymore.

Meng Chunqiu and Jiang Lai hurried over to help him pick things up.

"Two apples got bruised."

"It's fine. They're still edible."

"Brother Chen, do you know that girl?" Meng Chunqiu asked.

"Not well."

"Ah, in the prime of her youth, what could make her want to end her life?" Meng Chunqiu sighed. "Even if the first half of her life was nothing but hardship, she hadn't tasted true sweetness yet. How could she bear to leave this world?"

"Everyone has their own suffering."

"Perhaps."

Chen Shu glanced in the direction the university hospital's ambulance had gone, then silently mounted his bike and returned to the dorm with the other two.

News of the incident spread quickly. Within two hours, the whole university had heard.

Nothing like this had happened at Yujing University in years.

Or perhaps it had, but word hadn't spread. Online media hadn't been as developed back then.

The reason she had jumped was soon confirmed, and the police opened an investigation.

The next day.

Chen Shu sat on the sofa browsing the university forum. From the various accounts, some true, some false, and some half-true, combined with what he already knew, he more or less pieced together the truth—

Wang Yi truly had exceptional talent for dance. Thanks to years of hard work and strong recommendations from her teachers—even the dean had written to the song-and-dance troupe—she had passed last week's interview without trouble. Her fate was about to change.

By then, she and her family had already moved. Her parents had both changed their phone numbers. The Jade Capital