The most intense heartbeat Jiang Li remembered came during a high school class. The teacher called on her to answer a question, and her head was spinning! She had no idea what the teacher had asked, nor why her classmates were looking at her, the transfer student, with such strange expressions. She only leaned against her desk, straining to support her body as it threatened to collapse.
"Teacher, she's sick." Li Yan stood up.
Jiang Li looked at the deskmate standing beside her. In that moment, it was as if she had seen a light. No one knew she was sick, and even if they did, would anyone understand her?
Back in high school, Li Yan saw that Jiang Li was always on her own. Since he was her deskmate, he took the initiative to greet her and get closer to her, only to be met with Jiang Li's indifference.
Later, Jiang Li suddenly announced without a word that she was transferring schools, and Li Yan lost contact with her. This had always been a regret weighing on his mind.
Later, when Li Yan entered the university of his dreams, studied the major he loved, and made friends with a group of young people looking forward to the future,
Jiang Li went to work at a local garment factory, competing with a group of middle-aged women over one or two dimes' worth of performance pay.
