Xie Ruan stumbled and almost tripped over his left foot and fell on the spot. His desire to save people instantly turned into anger and shame: "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't!"
After a pause, he emphasized: "Also, Shen Xingyun is not my boyfriend."
He didn't expect that even Bo Jin knew about the little things that happened between him and Shen Xingyun. This damn author really did a lot of harm to others!
This time, the person who was surprised turned out to be Bo Jin.
The sunlight on the rooftop was too strong. He squinted uncomfortably, then looked at Xie Ruan for a moment before asking, "You're not Xie Ruan?"
Xie Ruan walked over and stood outside Bo Jin, blocking his way to the edge of the rooftop: "I am."
Bo Jin put his phone in his pocket, flicked the ash off his cigarette, and said in a flat voice: "Oh, so you got dumped, so you came here to shut yourself in."
Who is autistic
He has serious business!
Xie Ruan exploded: "I dumped him! I don't like him at all!"
The one who likes Shen Xingyun is Xie Ruan as created by the author. What does this have to do with Xie Ruan who has awakened his self-awareness
"I understand," Bo Jin nodded and sneered, "You wash his clothes, help him with meals, and chase him. Everyone in the school knows it, but you don't like him."
He raised an eyebrow. "What's that word called? Oh, socialist brotherhood. You guys are just pure socialist brotherhood."
Xie Ruan: “…”
What did this guy eat to grow up? Why is he so sarcastic
Xie Ruan was embarrassed by what he said, and he tried to explain himself: "A good student like you doesn't understand. I just wanted to fit in."
Bo Jin didn't want to get involved with anyone related to Shen Xingyun, and he just spoke on impulse. He was planning to finish his cigarette and leave, but he became slightly interested after hearing this: "What do you mean?"
Taking advantage of the fact that Bo Jin was not in the same class as him, Xie Ruan began to make up stories: "There are not many single people in our class. If you don't have a relationship, you'd be embarrassed to talk to others."
Bo Jin looked at him with a half-smile: "Then why do you have to chase Shen Xingyun?"
Xie Ruan's lips curled up: "A real man should challenge difficult tasks."
The way he told lies in a serious manner was somehow cute.
"Okay, what a man," Bo Jin nodded and chuckled. The bad feeling he had towards Shen Xingyun because of him dissipated a lot. He leaned back against the wall again, took a puff of cigarette, and chatted with Xie Ruan casually, "What's your class doing in this physical education class?"
Xie Ruan was surprised: "How did you know?"
"I saw your class schedule in the office before."
So that's how it is. But to remember it so clearly, it must be more than just seeing it, right? Xie Ruan wanted to ask more questions, but thinking that they were not familiar with each other, he didn't say anything and asked instead, "Do you come here often?"
Bo Jin held a cigarette in one hand, standing there like a model, so handsome that people couldn't take their eyes off him: "No, only occasionally."
Occasionally, the implication is that it happened more than once.
This won't work, the rooftop is too dangerous. What if he decides this is a good place to jump off
Xie Ruan pondered for a moment and said calmly: "Don't you think this is a good place?"
Bo Jin didn't expect him to say this, and was a little surprised: "Huh?"
Xie Ruan racked his brains to think about the disadvantages of the rooftop: "The wind is strong and there is a lot of dust. The air you breathe is full of dust. If you stay here for a long time, you might get lung disease."
The original story was written around Shen Xingyun and Ye Haiqiong, and the others were just supporting characters. It didn't mention the reason why Bo Jin committed suicide, nor the place where he committed suicide, it only said that he jumped from a tall building.
So Xie Ruan is now on high alert and vows to nip in the bud any signs of danger.
"There's no guardrail yet," he pointed at the edge of the rooftop, "if you slip, there's nothing to stop you." He paused, looked at Bo Jin's expression, and hinted very clearly, "Besides, it looks stupid to be here in the cold wind alone, don't you think?"
Bo Jin saw him listing the shortcomings of the rooftop one by one, even using provocation, and was just short of writing on his face that he was not allowed to come here again, so he joked, "Why, are you afraid that I will jump down?"
He had just said it casually, but when he saw Xie Ruan's expression out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly understood.
He was really afraid that he would jump off the building.
A trace of absurdity flashed across Bo Jin's eyes, and he felt both amused and sad. He reflected on what he had done wrong to give him such an illusion.
That's right! Xie Ruan looked at his expression and saw that he didn't show any abnormality when he mentioned jumping off the building. He really didn't take it seriously. His tense nerves finally relaxed.
It’s better not to have this thought.
No longer worried about Bo Jin, Xie Ruan's suppressed emotions began to surge. No matter how he pretended to be calm, he was just an eighteen-year-old boy.
It was hard to accept the fact that the whole world was turned upside down. The reason why I acted normal just now was because there were more urgent things to do.
Xie Ruan raised his eyes and saw that Bo Jin was smoking and not paying attention to him. He hesitated for a moment and slowly walked to the edge of the rooftop.
Sega High School is a private high school with very expensive tuition. Correspondingly, the teaching facilities are also top-notch in the city. The teaching building is beautifully built, as if they are afraid that parents will not be able to see the school's wealth.
The cement floor on the rooftop is very smooth and shiny. For the sake of aesthetics, the edge is not surrounded by iron fences like other old-style teaching buildings, but a separation belt full of flowers is built.
It looks good, but it is full of safety hazards and cannot stop people who want to jump off the building.
In the book, this is where he is buried.
Xie Ruan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and prepared himself mentally. He placed his hands on the edge of the isolation belt and looked down.
The teaching building only had five floors, and Xie Ruan was not afraid of heights, so it should be okay to take a look. However, the moment he opened his eyes, Xie Ruan felt dizzy and his legs went weak. The scene in the book describing his death kept appearing in his mind, magnifying the fear in his heart infinitely.
Xie Ruan's face turned pale, and he forced himself to turn around, leaning against the isolation belt to relax for a while. Then he dragged his feet back and stood next to Bo Jin.
This is a person's instinctive reaction when they feel scared - they move closer to their own kind to gain a sense of security.
Bo Jin was not used to being so close to strangers. He frowned and turned his head. When his eyes met Xie Ruan's pale face, he suddenly paused.
Is this... fear of heights
Thinking about the distance between him and Xie Ruan when he first went up to the rooftop, and looking at him now, Bo Jin confirmed his guess. He turned back and said nothing more.
The rooftop became quiet for a moment.
The autumn wind blew, blowing up the gravel on the ground and hitting the walls, making a small, rustling sound.
After an unknown amount of time, Xie Ruan finally adjusted his mood and began to steal glances at Bo Jin out of the corner of his eye.
In the book, Bo Jin's ending was the same as his, both committed suicide.
I did it for Shen Xingyun, but what about Bo Jin? And for what
He couldn't understand what worries such a winner in life with both reputation and talent would have.
Is it depression
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Xie Ruan suddenly understood.
Yes, it must be depression. Xie Ruan didn't know much about this disease, and no one around him had it. But with the development of the Internet these days, he could hear all kinds of information.
There are often news about celebrities committing suicide due to depression on the hot searches. Xie Ruan has also visited their Weibo and found that they are just like ordinary people, eating, drinking, working and having fun, and there is nothing unusual at all.
Xie Ruan didn't know who had told him that people with depression often looked more optimistic than ordinary people, and only revealed their true emotions when they were alone. This was why only those around them knew they were ill until they passed away.
Is it the same with Bo Jin
Xie Ruan felt a little complicated. Although this person was sharp-tongued, he was smart and had good grades. It was obvious that he would have a bright future. If he worked hard, he might become a great man who could contribute to the country.
It would be such a pity if it just disappeared like this.
Now that I have taken the first step to change my fate, what about Bo Jin? What should I do to change his ending
His gaze stayed on Bo Jin for too long, making it difficult to ignore him.
Bo Jin raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Does it look good?"
"Who looked at you?" Xie Ruan was caught red-handed, his face a little unnatural, "I was just wondering why you were here."
Bo Jin gently crushed the cigarette butt and said nonchalantly, "Guess."
Xie Ruan asked tentatively: "Did you skip class?"
"clever."
Even though he had seen his other side, Xie Ruan was still a little shocked.
Bo Jin, the beloved son of all the teachers in the school and the one who always gets first place in every exam, actually skips classes like these poor students.
"Why?" Bo Jin took in his expression and glanced at him with the corner of his eye. "Are you going to tell the teacher?"
He had a pair of golden eyes with thin, narrow eyelids, cut into smooth curves by thick, long eyelashes. His pupils were dark, and when he looked at people, his eyebrows were furrowed, as if hiding a smile, or as if filled with infinite distance.
Their eyes met in the air, and Xie Ruan looked away first: "You think too much, I'm not that boring."
Bo Jin didn't say anything, and it was unclear whether he believed it or not. Seeing this, Xie Ruan was about to say something to reassure him, when a familiar roar suddenly came from behind him: "Bo Jin!"
Xie Ruan's body stiffened, and he turned his head slowly and mechanically, only to meet the long old face of the Dean of Studies, Zhao Caiming.
Zhao Caiming is just over 40 this year. He has a cold face and a personality like a stone in a toilet, smelly and hard. He loves to make trouble for students and is the nightmare of every student in Sega High School.
Legend has it that he once caught several students who skipped their dorms to play games in an Internet cafe. No one knows what method he used, but those students not only handed in their phones after returning home, but also changed their minds about games. One of them was even a boy who had graduated for five or six years and still shuddered when he saw the sign of an Internet cafe on the street.
This shows how cruel Director Zhao is.
Xie Ruan straightened his back reflexively, and in a flash, only one thought came to his mind: he had to cover for Bo Jin.
People suffering from depression are mostly sensitive and fragile, and every little unpleasant thing in life may become the last straw that breaks the camel's back.
If Bo Jin was caught skipping classes, given Zhao Caiming's personality, he would definitely make an example of him.
Writing a letter of repentance and having the punishment notice hung on a display board for a month is barely bearable. The only thing to worry about is that he will not behave like a human being and make Bo Jin make a self-criticism under the national flag in front of all the teachers and students in the school.
If it were an ordinary person, he would just have to bear it with a thick face. Maybe he could even use it as a capital to show off and brag about it with friends in private. But Bo Jin is different. He may have a mental illness.
Being publicly criticized and talked about can be almost fatal to people with depression.
Xie Ruan didn't have much friendship with Bo Jin, and he even hated his mouth. But he was the only person in the world who knew Bo Jin's future fate, and he couldn't just watch Bo Jin go to that predetermined end.
What's more, Bo Jin's image in the book is perfect from beginning to end, and there is no incident of him being caught for skipping classes.
What if what happened today was the butterfly effect brought about by my own changes
So, no matter from which perspective, he cannot stand idly by.
Seeing Zhao Caiming coming over, frowning as if he wanted to scold him, Xie Ruan quickly snatched the cigarette butt from Bo Jin's fingertips and held it in his palm. He took a step forward, and shouted loudly, "Teacher!"
Without waiting for Zhao Caiming to respond, he blurted out the hastily prepared speech in one breath: "It has nothing to do with Bo Jin. I was the one who called him out. I'm sorry for taking up class time. Teacher, I know I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again next time!"
It was quiet all around.
After a while, Zhao Caiming rubbed his ears that were buzzing from the vibration, turned to Bo Jin, and said expressionlessly what Xie Ruan had just said to him: "Come out to relax again? I knew you were here."
Xie Ruan: “???”
Xie Ruan: “!!!”
What does that mean?! The teacher knew he was out? He wasn't skipping class? He was taking a break as ordered?!
Damn!
Bo Jin looked at his face, which suddenly turned purple, and said "hmm", with a smile gradually spreading in the corners of his eyes.
Zhao Caiming: "Very good. Combining work and rest is the correct way to study... What class is this?"
Bo Jinren smiled and said, "Physics."
"Mr. Feng's class, the midterm exam is coming up, but he doesn't know how to hurry up." Zhao Caiming kept nagging, and he never stopped talking. "This is a joint exam, and all high schools in the city use the same set of papers. I wonder what he will do if he fails."
After that, he told Bo Jin: "You should pay more attention and keep your first place in the city. Don't let other schools take advantage of you, okay."
Bo Jin's attention was all on Xie Ruan. Hearing this, he nodded indifferently.
"Just keep it in mind, I won't say much, to save you from complaining about my nagging."
Zhao Caiming waved his hand, ended the topic and turned to Xie Ruan. His face sank and instantly returned to his usual deadpan expression: "Now let's talk about this classmate. Which class are you from? What's your name? You seem to be quite helpful!"
Xie Ruan: “…”
Shark him, right now!