Jiang Yilin hated her, she was as annoying as chewing gum stuck to the soles of shoes.
"Everyone is eligible to be forgiven, but you are not." Jiang Yilin stood behind He Niannian and almost shouted these words.
He Nian didn't even look back. He clutched the strap of his backpack tightly with his hands, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.
"He Niannian is a tragedy. Everyone in the school says so."
To He Niannian, none of this mattered. As long as she was still alive, it would be okay.
Intention: growth