When Xu Jiayuan was 14 years old, her mother died. It was because of that that Xu Jiayuan injured her deskmate... But, is this really the case...
"Hey, isn't this the murderer?"
"Yes, yes, you killed your own mother and you still have to face shame?"
"No matter how good you study, what's the point? You might not even be able to pass the college entrance examination, right?"
"Hahaha..."
This was not the first time that the harsh ridicule sounded in Xu Jiayuan's ears. She was even used to it. No matter how she explained it, it was useless. No matter how loud it was, she never mentioned her mother's death to anyone again until...
"Classmate, school badge?"
Xu Jiayuan looked at his school badge, okay, it's gone.
"Didn't bring it"
"What class are you in and what's your name?"
"Class 9, Grade 2, Xu Jiayuan"
Zou Kaiqi paused.
"Xu Jiayuan?"
There was a big height difference between the boy and the girl. Zou Kaiqi lowered his eyes and stared at Xu Jiayuan.
"Say what you want, I'm used to it, not to mention I don't know you"
Xu Jiayuan really thought that Zou Kaiqi would talk about her mother's death, but she didn't...
Intention: Do you believe it is boring?
