Chapter 115

"Huh? Where is Samson Nan?"

"He... He seems to have gone to the bathroom."

Li Xing looked up, and Dean Yin was already standing in front of him.

"Is that so?"

"Yes, yes."

"......"

Dean Yin paused for a moment.

Without asking further, he walked back to his office.

"Phew..."

Li Xing let out a sigh of relief.

After receiving a phone call in the afternoon, Samson Nan hurriedly left without saying anything and even asked him to cover for him.

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"This guy must have gone to see a woman..."

Apart from this reason, he couldn't think of anything else that could make him so concerned.

I should interrogate him thoroughly tomorrow...

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"Goodbye, Teacher Wei."

"Go home quickly and don't wander around outside."

"I know."

Several girls giggled as they walked past him.

"..."

He leaned against the balcony railing in the corridor and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

Ding ding ding~

Just as he was about to light a cigarette, the phone rang.

After looking at the screen, he pressed the answer button.

"Hello?"

In the phone, he heard her voice.

"Jocelyn?"

"Are you done with school?"

"Yeah, just finished. What's up?"

"Hehe~"

She chuckled.

"Nothing much, just wondering if you have time to come to my house for dinner?"

"Oh~~"

A faint smile finally appeared on his calm face.

"What's happening today? Do you need something from me?"

"Hey, you're so boring. Can't I invite you for a meal without any ulterior motives?"

"Um, well..."

"It's a rare occasion to make braised prawns. If you don't want to come, forget it."

"No, no... I didn't say I won't come. I'll be right over!"

"Then hurry up, bye bye~"

After Jocelyn York finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

"..."

He held his phone and stood there.

Frowning slightly, he finished smoking the last cigarette in his hand.

He flicked the ash off and walked downstairs.

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Due to heavy snow, some roads were impassable, and the cars on the road were lined up like a long dragon.

When he arrived at Jocelyn York's house, it was already an hour later.

"William Wei is here~ Come in!"

Jocelyn York's father opened the door.

"Brother Kun, sorry, I got stuck in traffic..."

"No problem. This terrible weather is the same everywhere!"

Yun Kun said as he led him into the living room.

"Hey, you're here."

When he walked in, he found Samson Nan sitting on the sofa.

This is quite unusual...

Jocelyn York came out of the kitchen with dishes in her hands.

"Heh, what a grand occasion today..."

He said as he took off his coat and hung it on a nearby rack.

Looking around.

...

The spacious living room seemed no different from usual.

The black piano in the corner of the living room was quiet, as if it had been lying in this house for a long time.

Was it there since his first visit to her house? He couldn't remember...

"What are you looking at?"

Jocelyn York walked up to him and waved her hand in front of his eyes.

"Nothing..."

He snapped back to reality and glanced at the table full of dishes.

"Did you make all of these?"

"My dad made them, but I helped too~ Hehe"

Jocelyn York narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"By the way, I cut the carrots and onions too."

Samson Nan, who was beside her, raised his hand.

"No, it's not..."

He was a little confused and looked at them suspiciously.

Hesitating, he sat down at the dining table.

He felt like he was being kept in the dark...

……

"You guys...?"

"3...2...1..."

"Wei-ge! Happy birthday!!"

"Huh?"

Jocelyn York suddenly uncovered the foil in the middle of the dining table.

Inside was a two-layer cream cake.

In the center of the cake was a chocolate basketball, with the word "Wei" written crookedly in jam.

"..."

He was stunned and lifted his head.

"Wei-ge, happy birthday!"

Samson Nan grinned and looked at him.

"I personally wrote this word, but it looks pretty bad, haha."

Jocelyn York scratched his cheek and smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

"I told you to let me write it, but you didn't give me the chance..."

"That's because your handwriting is even worse, Dad, isn't it?"

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...

Everything happened too suddenly,

Leaving him no time to catch his breath.

A moment of silence.

"Oh my... God..."

He took a deep breath, trembling his left hand and slumped, clutching his nose bridge.

His voice was soft, as if it came from his throat.

"Don't scare me, you bastard..."

"Haha, your eyes are red!"

"Are you really crying already?"

"Take a picture, take a picture!"

They mocked him while taking out their phones and clicking away at his face.

Yun Kun clapped his hands as if it was no big deal.

"..."

He pinched his nose bridge, tightly closed his eyes.

As if opening his eyes, tears would uncontrollably flow down.

He would never allow this kind of "embarrassment" to happen...

To the point where he couldn't even say a simple "thank you" right now...

He tried his best to control his emotions, keeping his eyes closed.

His mouth twitched, a smile that was not quite a smile, pointing at the people in front of him.

"Well done..."

"Haha."

They had triumphant smiles on their faces.

Lying on the dining table, watching his rare reaction.

"Wei-ge, this is for you."

Samson Nan said, taking out a box from behind him.

Placing it in front of him.

"...For me?"

"Mhmm."

"Can I open it?"

"Of course."

"..."

He patted his chest, took a deep breath, and then unwrapped the outer packaging.

"Oh fuck! Jordan 11?!!"

Inside were a pair of basketball shoes.

He was so scared that his tears went back in.

"These shoes are limited edition! Where did you get them?"

"I bought them from a shop owner who collects sneakers."

"Damn, you have connections like this? They must be expensive."

"Well, what can I do?"

Samson Nan sighed.

"You can't buy happiness, you know~"

"It's because of you..."

William Wei held the shoes, carefully examining them.

Samson Nan knew what he liked deep down.

It seems like he got the right gift this time.

"When I go back, I'll seal them and put them in the cabinet."

"Why don't you wear them?"

"I can't bear to wear these shoes! Oh? There's also a pair of socks..."

"Ah."

Samson Nan seemed to remember something.

"The socks were bought by Yu Yu, it's also her thoughtfulness."

"Really? By the way, why didn't you invite her?"

"She wanted to stay home and study, so I didn't invite her..."

"Oh... then thank her for me."

"Mhmm."

...

"Ahem."

At this moment, Jocelyn York coughed lightly.

"..."

William Wei paused for a moment and turned to look at her.

...

"Actually, I prepared a small gift too."

"Oh, really..."

He swallowed his saliva and for some reason, he felt nervous for no reason.

As her gaze swept over, there seemed to be no gift boxes or anything similar around her.

...

...

"..."

She stood up.

Taking slow steps, she walked towards the other side of the living room.

Stopping by the piano.

Turning around, she smiled lightly, just looking at him like that.

"This is my gift~"

"..."

William Wei was stunned.

Watching her sit down at the piano while gently trailing her dress with her fingers.

As her delicate fingers touched the black and white keys,

Musical notes flowed like running water, with a rich sound, permeating the air...

...

"Always with me"

This is a piano adaptation of a light melody.

His gaze became absent-minded.

...

The familiar melody...

Made the vague memories start to become clear.

Time seemed to slow down, every note was distinctly audible.

He wasn't particularly knowledgeable about music, but what did this song mean to him?

Perhaps only he knew...

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"Quiet down, everyone~"

The teacher walked into the classroom.

The noisy laughter in the classroom immediately quieted down a lot.

"We have a new student joining our class, Year 2-1!"

"A new student? At this time?"

"Who is it?"

"..."

A burst of discussion erupted below.

"Come and say hello to everyone~"

The teacher turned back and whispered to the boy standing behind him.

"..."

The boy hesitated for a moment.

Taking a few steps forward, he walked out from behind him.

"Hey~"

Another round of soft whispers arose below.

The boy had an unremarkable crew cut, with medical gauze wrapped around the left side of his face.

Expressionless, he stared at the ground.

"New student, introduce yourself to everyone~"

The teacher smiled and said to him.

"..."

He still hung his head, not speaking.

"Um, well... why don't you start by telling us your name~"

The teacher, seeing his lack of movement, said again.

"..."

The whispering below also decreased significantly, all eyes focused on him.

After a long silence, the boy spoke softly:

"William Wei"

"Just like that~ William Wei is a transfer student who has come here. Starting today, we are all classmates in the same class. Let's help each other out~"

"Ok~~~"

"William Wei, sit next to the class monitor, please~"

Perhaps out of consideration for helping him, the teacher placed him next to the best-performing class monitor.

"..."

Carrying his backpack, he walked towards his seat under the gaze of the whole class.

"Hello, I'm Zhang Wei, the class monitor. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me~"

The class monitor leaned closer and whispered to him.

"..."

He sat down, placing his backpack in the drawer.

Turning his face slightly, he glanced at her.

"?!"

The class monitor was stunned for a moment.

A fleeting chill passed over his pupils.

"..."

For some reason, there was suddenly a feeling of hesitation in approaching him...

She slightly moved away and didn't say anything else.

...

It didn't take long for the students in the class to notice

That this new transfer student seemed a bit off.

Even though he came to school every day, he was never on time.

He spoke very little, and even after several days, many people hadn't heard him speak.

It's as if...

He was sending out a signal to others, saying "Don't come near me," making it difficult for people to approach.

But what's even stranger... every two days or so, he would always have some bruises or injuries of varying sizes on his face...

...

"The new transfer student is a delinquent."

Such rumors began to spread unconsciously within the class.

Perhaps out of caution,

everyone intentionally or unintentionally kept their distance from him.

...

"Don't you find that new transfer student, William Wei, a bit scary?"

After class, a couple of girls whispered at their desks.

"Yeah, I heard..."

One of the girls spoke, lowering her voice.

"Somebody saw the bandage on his face being removed once, and underneath it there were lots of sewn-up wounds, all bloody..."

"Stop it! It's really painful!"

"Just stay away from him, that's all."

"He's really creepy."

"Is he...?"

One of the girls, propping her chin on her hand, stared without blinking at William Wei sitting in his seat.

"Don't you think his eyes are terrifying?"

"Terrifying?"

The girl seemed to not quite understand what she meant and tilted her head.

"Haha, you always have strange thoughts, Luo Jia~"

"..."

Strange? She just didn't think he seemed as scary as they described...

"Last time, when the bee flew into the classroom, I remember it was Luo Jia who chased it out."

"Haha, I remember too. Even many boys hid under their desks."

"Let's not talk about that incident..."

She smiled wryly and waved her hand.

Looking up, she glanced at the back of the boy.

Everyone was pretty afraid of him...

But she hadn't heard any stories of him causing trouble...

Perhaps everyone was just overthinking...

Thinking that, she just thought about it briefly

and then turned her attention back to her book.

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However...

Neither the classmates nor the homeroom teacher would have imagined.

Such tranquility would be shattered in a few short days...

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There were still two more morning classes.

Outside the window, cicadas incessantly chirped.

The stuffy air made people feel drowsy.

Suddenly, urgent footsteps were heard from outside the classroom.

"Where is William Wei?!!"

A man suddenly burst into the classroom.

"Wait...who are you?"

The teacher put down the chalk and walked towards him.

The students below seemed scared by his aggressive demeanor, one by one looking this way.

"I'm asking you, is there a student named William Wei in this class?!"

He pointed his finger at the teacher's nose.

"Well..."

The teacher was momentarily stunned, turned his head, and looked down.

The surrounding students also shifted their gaze.

"It's him, right?"

The man nodded.

Taking big strides, he walked towards him.

"You, come out!!"

He roared, grabbing him by the hair.

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

The teacher hurried over.

But the man was tall and strong, pushing him aside.

"This little bastard hit my son!!"

"Hit...? What?"

"My son!!"

The man raised his voice.

"All his teeth in the lower row were knocked out by this little beast!! Now we're going to the principal's office! You coming with me!!"

"..."

William Wei seemed to show no intention of resisting, half-closing his cold pupils, looking at the ground.

No matter how the man yanked his hair, he remained silent.

"Oh wow, something really happened..."

"I knew it."

...

The students below whispered quietly, glancing over here.

Until he was dragged out of the classroom by the man,

the teacher followed behind...

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Outside the window, the cicadas continued to chirp, indifferent to what was happening.

Inside the classroom, only scattered murmurs remained...