Chapter 7: The Inevitable Sorrow

  After Guo Ming left, Old Wang asked in a low voice: "He didn't make any small moves, did he?"

  "Absolutely not, I was just watching him answer, but I had some doubts, and that teacher didn't understand."

  "Speak!" The old king waved his hand.

  "Guo Ming's grades are great! How did he end up in the 76th exam room?" The young teacher wondered, and he wrote quickly, I estimate his language score will be at least 120 points straight up."

  "What? Old Wang exclaimed. He immediately lost his voice and said, "It's impossible, his highest language score before was 90, 120 is absolutely impossible."

  "Hehe, why would I cheat you? Next we'll be having a math test. Or would you like to supervise the whole process?" the young teacher said with a smile.

  Wang Lao Tou nodded and said: "What you said is right, I don't believe that in just over twenty days his results could improve so quickly."

  Guo Ming walked onto the playground, taking a light breath. For him, today was a day worth commemorating, as from now on, he could wash away all his past shame. His hard work had already paid off in his language test results. He knew he hadn't done too well, but Guo Ming was confident that he would definitely get into First Middle School. With two months still to go, this was enough. In just over 20 days, he had reached a height that was worthy of pride.

  A boy and a girl were standing on the playground.

  Guo Ming was stunned at a glance. He couldn't see the girl's appearance clearly, but the unique temperament on her body made him recognize her at once. Who else could it be besides Chen Ziyu from the elite class? Guo Ming had been intentionally avoiding this girl all along. The reason was simple: he could sense a dangerous aura emanating from her, which was honed from his long experience of fighting with others.

  Before, he wasn't clear, but after experiencing the baptism of blood and fire, Guo Ming immediately sensed the reason for that aura. Chen Ziyu was actually a martial artist, and although Guo Ming's strength couldn't compare to his opponent's, he was an uncarved jade. Once he started practicing martial arts, he would erupt with terrifying potential.

  That girl's body had an extremely strong aura of a warrior, Guo Ming furrowed his brow and thought to himself: "Perhaps this is what people commonly refer to as 'true energy'!" Looking at her standing on the playground with a cold expression, gazing into the distance, Guo Ming subconsciously wanted to leave. This girl was too aggressive, like an ancient war god.

  As for the boy next to her, Guo Ming had a guess who it was, Zhang Zihan from the review class. His review has always been a mystery, but Guo Ming vaguely knew the general idea. It's clear that Chen Ziyu is the reason for his review. In order to wait for the goddess in his heart, he is willing to give up a year of time, from this point of view, Zhang Zihan must like Chen Ziyu.

  A long-haired girl walked from afar, wearing jeans and a large red heart short-sleeved shirt that revealed her identity. Her eyes had an irrepressible sorrow, as if it would never dissipate. Just like the withered autumn leaves, it made people feel extremely heartbroken and pitiful.

  Her appearance naturally attracted the attention of several people.

  A gentle breeze blew, and a strand of hair was blown into Shui Mengyao's slightly parted cherry lips. Shui Mengyao felt as if something in her heart had shattered, for she had always thought herself to be the most outstanding, and Zhang Zihuan was the prince in her mind. If Chen Ziyu hadn't appeared, perhaps everything could have been possible, but God is fair, and there wouldn't be only one outstanding woman in this vast world. Shui Mengyao had already hinted at Zhang Zihuan several times, but the answer she got was always vague, and today, as they stood together on the playground, it seemed to have explained everything.

  Zhang Zihan's infatuation is not with himself, but with Chen Ziyu who is equally outstanding.

  Just like a beautiful dream shattering, Shui Mengyao felt her world crumbling in an instant. She didn't want to lose face in front of her love rival, but the heart-wrenching tears still couldn't help but well up and spill out.

  "Why?" Shui Mengyao asked in a low voice. She seemed to be asking why the other person didn't choose her, and at the same time, she was also questioning herself, wondering if she really wasn't as good as Chen Ziyu. But did any of this matter anymore? No, the result had already shown that Zhang Ziheng's affections weren't for her, and that was enough.

  People of Xiang Yu's age have an extremely high view of love, and it can be said that this is the most pure form of love. They do not allow any impurities to mix in. It's like broken porcelain, once broken, it's broken, even if repaired with glue, but the cracks will always be there, as if forever reminding both parties of the gap between them.

  A gentle spring breeze blew, landing on Shuǐ Mèng Yáo's face. It blew away her loose hair, and what entered the eyes of the crowd was a girl who had already regained her smile. However, the tear stains at the corners of her eyes betrayed the true thoughts in this girl's heart.

  Zhang Zihan said in a low voice: "Sorry."

  "Hehe, Shuimeng Yao smiled softly and said, pointing at Chen Ziyu: 'Is it because of her? Don't worry, I will surpass her.'"

  "No, don't be silly, I've liked Zi Yu since childhood, I don't like you, really don't be silly, Zhang Zihan said with difficulty." Although he knew that saying this would hurt Shui Mengyao's heart, emotions couldn't be promised casually. Just like the broken promises scattered all over the ground, how many could we pick up in the end? When it came to such things, one had to cut through the tangled mess quickly. As for Shui Mengyao, Zhang Zihan wasn't really without feelings, but he had his own persistence, and he wanted to fulfill his childhood dreams.

  Shui Mengyao was stunned, she hadn't expected him to say such a decisive statement. This was no different from cutting off all possibilities between the two of them.

  Guo Ming didn't go forward, his heart felt a bit uncomfortable. To put it bluntly, he was feeling a little unwell. He had fantasized about Water Dream Jade, such a beautiful girl, but in the past, he thought it was impossible. However, since he experienced that dramatic change, Guo Ming no longer feared going forward, he wanted to step by step show his strength in front of Water Dream Jade. But today's events heavily struck him. It turned out that Water Dream Jade already had someone she liked, and Guo Ming always felt like even if the two were together in the future, he would be like a third person inserting himself. This feeling made his heart feel a bit awkward.

  Thinking of this, Guo Ming turned around and left. The three people here had no intersection with themselves, so what was the point of staying here?

  "Halt!" came Chen Ziyu's icy voice.

  Chen Ziyu's sudden outburst left Zhang Zihan and Shui Mengyao stunned, they immediately turned to look at Guo Ming. This extremely ordinary-looking young man in their eyes. It must be known that Chen Ziyu is an extremely arrogant person, unless it's someone with a similar family background or achievements, she would bother to acknowledge them.

  Guo Ming turned around and calmly asked: "What's going on?"

  "Why did you eavesdrop on our conversation?" Chen Ziyu asked coldly.

  Guo Ming looked at Chen Ziyu with a frosty face, and his eyes flashed with anger. He turned around and walked away, leaving straight away.

  "Hmph, Chen Ziyu was furious. No boy had ever dared to treat her like this before. What was this? This was clearly the greatest contempt for this proud daughter of heaven. She took out a coin from her pocket and flicked it at Guo Ming."

  Guo Ming suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. The human body actually has an innate ability to predict danger, although it's mysterious, but it really exists.

  Who is Chen Ziyu, and with Guo Ming's mediocre skills, how could he be her opponent. Guo Ming stumbled and fell to the ground, as Chen Ziyu had struck so quickly that no one saw it.

  Guo Ming felt his heart break into pieces, he struggled to get up. He turned around and angrily stared at Chen Ziyu.

  Chen Ziyu looked at him without giving an inch, the disdain in her eyes clearly visible. In her eyes, only the strong were worthy of respect, and she didn't care about anything else.

  Shui Mengyao hastily ran to Guo Ming's side, supported him and comforted: "What happened just now? Are you okay now?"

  Guo Ming saw the anxious expression on Shui Mengyao's face and felt a warmth in his heart. No matter what, she still treated him as an ordinary friend. He shook his head, and suddenly Guo Ming felt uninterested, thinking that it was not worth arguing with Chen Ziyu.

  People like her, who seem to be in a good position, actually have troubles that outsiders can't know. They have very few true friends, and most of them are proud people, which creates psychological bias for them. In addition, the ideas instilled by their elders since childhood make them almost without any freedom or choice, they can only follow the decisions of their elders to go on the road to the future. Just like a puppet on strings, earning applause from outsiders, in fact, they are very pitiful and sad.

  Losing freedom is like a bird losing its wings, what's the point of that?

  Guo Ming looked at Chen Ziyu's eyes and suddenly became strange, smiled faintly, and everything that had just happened seemed to have never occurred. He whispered to Shui Mengyao beside him: "Mengyao, maybe you've never liked Zhang Zihan, you're just blindly worshiping, fantasizing about a fairy-tale-like love. But please remember one thing, fairy tales are just fairy tales, existing only in Andersen's fantasies, but we live in real society. Alright, the exam is almost here, I'll leave first."

  After finishing speaking, Guo Ming pushed away Shui Mengyao's hand and walked away into the distance.

  Shui Mengyao was stunned, staring blankly in the direction Guo Ming had left. She hadn't expected Guo Ming to see through her so thoroughly. Guo Ming had only said one thing right, but there was another point - she was comparing herself with Chen Ziyu.

  Guo Ming seems to have undergone some strange changes, that's the feeling Water Dream Jade has. He appears to have become someone even he himself can't see through clearly. The former little rascal who only knew how to fight after class and skip classes has transformed into a person even he himself can't understand.

  Chen Ziyu was taken aback, she hadn't expected Guo Ming to swallow his anger and leave calmly.

  Guo Ming quickly squatted down at the corner, muttering in a low voice: "Damn it's cruel!" It wasn't until five or six minutes later that Guo Ming stood up, and the pain on his back was no longer so obvious. Only now did he truly understand the gap between himself and Chen Ziyu. The children of martial arts families were indeed not something that an 'ordinary person' like him could provoke.

  It seems that I still have to go to the park again, Guo Ming thought to himself, stroking his chin. He hoped to see the mysterious old man from last time again, even if he was thrown into the river once more.