She Said She Won't Be Here Next Semester

On the day of the division of subjects in the second year of high school, Jiang Xining transferred from No. 1 Middle School to No. 3 Middle School and sat next to Shen Zhisui. She slept in class and ranked first in grade in the monthly exam. She borrowed Shen Zhisui's old ticket from the iron box for a day. When she returned it, the pencil writing on the back of the ticket had been re-traced. Shen Zhisui's family opened a breakfast shop on Jiefang Road, and her father's truck overturned on the highway. She didn't say a word about these things. Jiang Xining didn't ask, and only signed three times for her on the late registration form. The handwriting looked more like her own. On the day when the photo on the rooftop spread throughout the entire grade, Jiang Xining said in front of the whole class: "I have nothing to do with her." After the final exam, Jiang Xining said at the stairs: I won't be coming next semester.