Finally, he and they stood at the intersection of the road that would eventually go away (1)

The placement test is obviously a very important test... Something that reorganizes the network of relationships in the class... By the time I came to my senses, it was over.

Well, maybe this kind of exam is not a ranking for me... After all, I was ready to study liberal arts from the beginning, and there were few classmates in the class who could talk, and friends and the like were... At the end of the day, the impact of the placement test on my surroundings was negligible, so I didn't pay much attention to it.

It's not that I'm starting to regret it now... The only thing that makes me feel regretful is probably time... After all, for me, my high school career is only in its last year, and when I think about the pressure of employment after graduating from high school and entering college, and the pressure of survival after leaving college, I start to want to stop.

However, no matter how much you think about it and how much you look forward to it, it will all pass, and tomorrow will still come—no matter what changes in this world, tomorrow will still be tomorrow. If you think about it this way, you can only continue to cherish this time in desperation.

Time is like that, there is no emotion to speak of, and there is no special treatment for a particular person or thing. At this point, I can really feel the equality that I have never felt before.

The next Monday after the placement test, there is a voluntary consultation.

Even if I was admitted to the hospital on the day I first entered high school, I only took two hours of leave to take a casual look to confirm that I was still alive, and then left after paying the medical bills... So, instead of waiting with my parents outside the conference room like everyone else, I sat alone in the classroom, idly flipping through the library books in my hand.

[Hah....]

Unconsciously sighed at a certain moment.,After putting down the library book.,Simply folded his hands and lay on the table.,Breathe again.,To say that I'm a little worried now.. Because the guardian wasn't there, he was beaten up by some violent teacher in an office where no one was around. That kind of fist really spared me... No, maybe it will turn into a situation where you take that person back with you after being beaten...

Thinking of this, I buried my head in the air, at least for now, this classroom can allow me to be quiet for a while, which is a little comfort.

.... After today, this classroom is about to become a thing of the past, and after many images flashed in my mind like a marquee, I sighed again

[Hah... Is... Spare me..]

[Oh, is it finally about to beg for mercy for social justice?

Unexpectedly, a very familiar voice passed my words without authorization, and then reached my ears without authorization, slowly following the sound to cast his gaze, and the expected figure appeared at the door of the classroom, gently leaning against the door frame, and looking at me faintly.

[This is the first time I've heard the word "begging for mercy" in real life.] My delusion.]

For my weak rebuttal, the girl at the door, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, walked towards me, even if she was wearing an ordinary winter school uniform, she couldn't help but feel that this school uniform was specially customized for her, and then for a moment, my eyes briefly stayed on the figure, and then deliberately concealed her wavering, and refocused her attention on the library book on the side, and opened it easily.

[So.] Are you here to quarrel with me?

[Is that so...] I'm not sure. ]

With a half-joking attitude, he walked up to me under the snow, looked down slightly, and then pulled over the chairs of the row of tables next to me with some hesitation, and sat down beside me.

No, no, no.. Aren't you usually sitting across from each other? As I thought so, the other side under the snow continued to speak

[The only thing I know for sure is that I feel an ominous aura here, so I'll take a look at it...] Well, the reason is known. ]

[Where did you come from?.]

I straightened my posture and glanced under the snow, since this guy was here, that is.

[Volunteer Consultation.] Is it over?]

[Eh, five minutes ago.] ]

Snow nodded and asked

[What about you?]

[Not yet.]

I shook my head decisively, and then sighed lightly, since the class under the snow has ended, probably our class is also happy... After all, the number of people is about the same, that is.. I'm going to be beaten up in a short time... What to do..

Then, to my surprise, I saw a slightly puzzled expression under the snow, and I probably knew what she was wondering about. So before she could speak, I explained

[After all, in their opinion, work is much more important than this voluntary negotiation.] But because of this, you don't have to worry about being broken when you go back. ]

Then, there was a brief moment of astonishment on the face under the snow, then he glanced to the other side, and after a brief silence, the conversation was opened again

[Today.] It was my mother who came, although I told the family at first, at first my father and mother did not get any answer, after all, they were very busy, and I did not expect anything..]

At this, the voice gradually faded, and the head under the snow turned slightly towards me, glanced at me, and then sank his gaze.

I was a little surprised by the response to my words, after all, it was the first time that she took the initiative to tell me about the affairs of the house.

[That.] How? Finally..]

[Finally?]

Beneath the snow tilted his head slightly and looked at me

[Something to say...] Encouragement or something? your mom she..]

After all, it felt like it was that kind of impeccable appearance before... A little bit of a concern.. If it were a mother under the snow, what would she say?

Although it was a bit inappropriate to ask such a question, I couldn't help but say it.

However, I still feel uneasy at the moment I say it.. All along, under the snow, I deliberately avoided talking about things at home, and I tried not to think about it as much as possible, let alone ask. It is irresponsible to step into the confines of someone else's life without permission... To understand and step into other people's worlds without authorization, once there is a disagreement, the traces of rupture will never disappear. It's like smashed glass, and no matter how much you repair it, you can still see the cobwebs on it.

[Sorry.] I]

I was halfway through the sentence when I closed my mouth at the sight of my head shaking under the snow, and the latter looked at me and chuckled

[It's not something to apologize for.]

After a few seconds of pause, he gently rested his chin on his hand before continuing

["The path you choose, you walk by yourself" concludes with this statement.]

[Yes, yes..]

I don't know why, but after getting such an answer, I felt relieved.

[M.] It's best to be able to choose by yourself.]

[Eh, at first I thought it would take some effort.] But in terms of results, it's the best. ]

Although I care a lot about the specific content of what Xuexia said about spending some effort... But I'll leave it in the first place.

[Ended up or liberal arts...] Do you want to study abroad?]

[There are no specific plans for the future.] Even if you make a plan, there is no guarantee that you will go in that direction.]

[too.]

Hm.. This is true, after all, it is indeed too early for high school students to discuss their future paths. Even I'm under the snow.

It's like the two people sitting in the classroom at this time, after today... I'm not sure if there's still a chance to sit in the same classroom.

With that in mind, I turned my gaze to the window, and for a moment, the classroom was quiet.