I didn't lose sight of my first task when I got home—to wash and dry the dress that Ho had borrowed from me so that I could return it to its original owner in a cloudy morning. Although we could only help each other at best, for some reason, her condescending attitude once gave me the illusion that I owed her a great favor. I crept into my room so as not to disturb my sleeping parents, and it took me more than an hour to finally dry my dress before I remembered to deal with my sore heels. I thought that the most painful thing was the moment when I lifted the blood-stained socks off my feet, but I didn't want to take a bath, and the continuous pain of warm water flowing through the wound made people want to cry without tears. I took the medicine on the wound and came back to my senses to find that it was more than one o'clock in the morning. Although I was so sleepy that I couldn't open my eyes, I didn't plan to sleep at all, after all, today is the happiest day I've had since Xingyuan passed away, how can I be willing to let it end hastily? After turning off the light, I lay flat on my bed and began to look through my favorite works one by one. Jing Yehang always has a smile on the corner of his mouth in the photo, and he is particularly shy and gentle compared to his usual taciturnity. I wonder what I'm like in the photo? I was looking forward to seeing the pictures he had taken of me, but I was worried that they would be too clear and too realistic, so that all the shortcomings in my appearance would be visible. In order to soothe my troubled feelings, I stared at our group photo for ten minutes, until I was sure that I was as lackluster as myself in the mirror, and there was nothing else to criticize, and then I put my mind down and fell asleep peacefully. As for the photos of the Ferris wheel that I had been waiting for a long time, and the mascot keychain, which had been rare for many years, I was forgotten at that time. Perhaps, deep down, what I really longed for was the experience and memory of playing in the amusement park, and that mascot keychain was just a testimony of this experience and a memorial of memories...... Also, at the time, I took it for granted that as long as I still had those photos on my phone, I could redeem the keychain at any time, in other words, it would be the same as getting it. We are accustomed to not taking things to heart, but what we almost get is not the same as what we have already received. Because of my carelessness and the various changes that happened next, I still missed the opportunity to redeem the keychain after all.

When I woke up the next day, my heart was still filled with happiness and contentment. What I saw and heard in a fluttering state seemed to be better than yesterday. Even if I didn't get He Xinyi's good face when I returned the dress, it didn't affect my good mood at all. Jing Yehang's request for leave certainly made me lose for a while, but when I received the photos from him, I couldn't help but jump with joy. Jing Yehang took me a lot more pictures than I expected, and the background covered pretty much the rides I've played. Although the photos are not the best work, they are better than the naturalness, especially the photos that I took inadvertently, which made me see myself in the eyes of others for the first time, or in the eyes of others...... Out of cowardice, I didn't dare to let him know that I had also taken a lot of pictures of him, so I only replied with a smiley face. A few minutes later, I received a voice message from him, which I had never heard before. I clicked on the voice with both surprise and joy, not wanting to hear the voice of Uncle Jing Yehang in the headphones. It turned out that Jing Yehang asked his uncle to testify, and in addition to keeping the photo of me and him, he completely deleted the rest of the photos related to me.

"Don't worry, I've checked it carefully, he really doesn't have a private collection, haha......"

Listening to Uncle Jing Yehang's laughter, my heart couldn't help but feel inexplicably sad. He's so serious...... It's also good...... We're just friends...... There was no reason for him to keep my picture at all......

Just as I was excitedly opening the photo album, intending to emulate his sense of proportion, to delete his photos, my name suddenly rang in the classroom. I looked up in amazement and found that the head teacher standing on the podium was reading out a list, including me and Jing Yehang.

"The above students, please take the time to come to the office today to talk to me, thank you for your cooperation!" The head teacher put down this sentence and left in a dashing manner, leaving us at a loss.

In the next few lessons, I reflected on my recent words and deeds with anxiety, and I couldn't think of what I had done wrong that I ended up being called by my homeroom teacher to talk alone. It wasn't until the first classmate to talk came back that the mystery was revealed. It turned out that all the students on the list had applied for a volunteer that was very inconsistent with their own strength. In order for us all to be admitted to university, the class teacher felt that it was necessary to persuade us to adjust our aspirations. After listening to the conversation shared by that classmate, the boulder that weighed on my heart finally fell. I tried my best to act like nothing in front of the teacher, but I didn't want to break down when he asked the first question.

"Tell the teacher, how did you come up with the idea of going to that school?" The head teacher's tone was kind, and he didn't mean to blame me at all.

I was silent for a while, shook my head, somehow, but I felt very pitiful and wronged, and suddenly tears welled up......