Chi Yan lowered his head and looked at the little girl's fingers holding his sleeve. When he heard her tentative and gradually firm words, he raised his head slowly and met her eyes.
She was very close, her eyelashes were distinct, and her round eyes were filled with tears, like two gems.
Chi Yan's eyes dimmed subconsciously, and he suddenly felt that he was a bit of a bastard.
He was just thinking about some random things.
She is stronger and more resilient than she imagined. If it weren't for her parents' wrong education methods and so many years of oppression and persecution, she would have been a very good and confident girl.
His throat was rolling, and he wanted to say something, but he heard continued murmuring.
"At the beginning of my second year of high school, we were divided into liberal arts and science classes. The class teacher asked each of us to write down the university we wanted to go to, and post it on the corner of the table to motivate ourselves. I never wrote it down, and I didn't even seriously understand which universities there were in the country. Pass."
"I just feel that every day is very hard, with endless math problems and endless tests. When I open my eyes every day, my only wish is to get through the day smoothly, not to be scolded, not to cry, not to lose sleep. ," Gu Jianian said slowly, "There's no time to think about which university you want to go to in the future, but -"
When she said this, she suddenly stopped talking and looked at him carefully, as if hesitating whether her next words would be too ignorant and wishful thinking.
Chi Yan gently held her wrist, asked her to sit next to him, and followed her words: "Well, what?"
Gu Jianian still held his sleeve, holding the pillow tightly with his other hand.
She opened and closed her lips several times, not daring to look directly into his eyes, and lowered her head in embarrassment.
The voice seemed to be squeezed out bit by bit from the gap between the teeth: "—Maybe you think I'm being whimsical, but now I..."
She forced herself to say it in one breath.
"I want to get admitted to Hiruzen University."
"I want to transfer to the liberal arts class, and I want to go to the Chinese Department of Dayu University."
"Specially, especially want to."
After Gu Jianian said these few words with difficulty, he suddenly felt the shackles on his body being opened with a "click".
She raised her head again and looked at him anxiously.
But instead of finding any contempt or surprise in his eyes, he felt as relieved as he should have been.
Gu Jianian breathed a sigh of relief and felt warm all over her body. She continued ramblingly: "I secretly searched on my phone on the subway to the studio in the afternoon and saw the 140th anniversary of the university some time ago. video."
"Many alumni from the past came to the scene. Some of them are now famous hosts and artists, as well as scientists and researchers who work tirelessly to promote the advancement of human science and technology, as well as well-known entrepreneurs and politicians in various fields."
"When I look at them, I feel that there is a gap of several galaxies between people like me and them."
"But...", she said incoherently, "but I also feel that not everyone's success is innate. These people may have experienced a lot of setbacks when they were young, and it may not be smooth sailing. Maybe I am not that What a talent, but if I try my best from now on, am I... maybe it’s not too late?”