Wandering aimlessly on the playground, Mo Ran kept telling herself that it had nothing to do with her, absolutely nothing. She didn’t need to feel guilty, didn’t need to sacrifice herself, didn’t need to...
"Respected teachers and dear students, hello, I am your principal. I am pleased to tell you some good news: our school is saved. It turns out that our teacher, Mo Ran, is a friend of Mr. Gu, and Mr. Gu has said he could consider not closing down the school for her sake. Today, I had a talk with Teacher Mo, and she said she was powerless to do anything about this matter. I think, that’s just an excuse Teacher Mo is using to refuse. I hope everyone can help persuade Teacher Mo. As long as Teacher Mo agrees, our school will be saved. Teachers, students, none of us wants to see Qinghua Middle School close down..."
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Mo Ran stood on the playground, her eyes wide with shock. How could the principal do this?! How could he?!
"Isn’t that Teacher Mo?!" a student recognized her.
"Can she really save the school?"
"What’s her relationship with that Mr. Gu, and why would he not close down the school just because she says something?"
"Teacher Mo, is what the principal said true? Can you really save the school?"
"Teacher Mo, since you’re acquainted with Mr. Gu, please plead with him not to close the school."
Mo Ran looked around and found that everyone was staring at her, walking towards her. Their eyes filled with curiosity, doubt, and hope, she had nowhere to hide.
What she feared most was that people would suspect her relationship with Gu Yixuan. Was this paper-thin façade finally going to be punctured?
All she wanted was a quiet life; why couldn’t it be granted? Why?
"Teacher Mo, you must not let the school close!" someone shouted, snapping her back to reality.
"No, you’ve got it all wrong. I don’t know anything, I can’t do anything..." Mo Ran shook her head and started to run.
She wanted to get away from this place, away from the school, and never come back.
Running out of the school gates, shedding those strange gazes, her heart finally began to settle. Ahead was the bus stop; she wanted to take the bus home.
She quickened her pace toward the bus, and her phone suddenly began to ring. To be exact, it had been ringing for a while, but she only realized it now.