"I'm only fourteen, and... Will anyone believe you?"
"... Ha."
"What's your expression? I like you."
"... You make me sick."
"That's not what your body is saying."
"I..."
"Huh? What?"
"I hate you."
Yang Shi suffered unimaginable torture in her previous school. No one understood or believed her.
Even relatives will stand against her in the name of "being good for her"; denying her pain for the sake of so-called "face".
Transfer schools.
It was the best result she could get from her experience.
"I'm so tired."
She said, silently covering her scars.
At the end of summer, on the auxiliary road outside the school, under the plane trees, the cicadas are chirping noisily.
Yang Shi met the bright figure covered with tiny bits of sunlight.
To her.
She was so warm and even dazzling to the point of dazzling. She walked through all the unbearableness and illness and walked to Yang Shi and held her hand.
"Found you."
She smiled brightly.
Yang Shi looked at her blankly, tears finally coming out of his dry eyes.
"I'm Su Jingyue, what's your name?"
Me?
I... Found you too...
Yang Shi raised his own awkward smile.
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The ending is Schrödinger's HE
Purpose: On the importance of mental health