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When the August rainstorm hit the thatched roof, Jiang Yihan heard the sound of broken dreams. Her father was paralyzed in bed, and her hands holding the physics competition questions were shaking slightly. Suddenly there was a knocking sound outside the window. Lin Xu, a transfer student in the city, held an umbrella and a brand-new teaching aid book in his arms. "Don't know how to solve the competition questions? I'll teach you." Under the kerosene lamp, the two heads came closer and closer until the roar of the engine could be heard amidst the rain. Lin Xu's rich mother tore up the teaching aids and threw the banknotes in Jiang Yihan's face: "You poor man, stay away from my son!" When Jiang Yihan bent down to pick up the banknotes, he saw the falling piece of paper saying: "I like you."