Today was destined to be a restless day.
After the second period in the morning, Qing Luochen appeared at the doorway of Class 1, Grade 11.
"Chang Xuan, come out, I have something to ask you."
The entire classroom fell silent instantly.
All eyes were on Qing Luochen, standing outside the door, and Gu Shengyin, who was doing her homework.
Gu Shengyin looked up at the window for a moment.
It was hard to imagine that the person standing outside was the once radiant Qing Luochen.
Her once plump and lustrous cheeks had thinned considerably, and her complexion was extremely pale. The oversized coat hung loosely on her body, making it obvious how frail her frame was underneath.
Of course, even in decline, a beauty possesses a certain charm.
By the looks of it, she had been having a tough time.
Which was only to be expected, for who wouldn’t struggle after experiencing what she had?
Qing Luochen now resembled a lone wolf trapped in a hopeless situation—nobody knew what she might do.
Gu Shengyin had no intention of being the cannon fodder in this scenario.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Gu Shengyin shook her head at Qing Luochen outside the window.
The students of Class 1 could understand her reaction; if it were them, they probably wouldn’t want to see that person again for the rest of their lives either.
Seeing that Gu Shengyin was completely ignoring her, Qing Luochen seemed surprised and said sharply, "I know some secrets about Huang Anyuan, don’t you want to know?"
Gu Shengyin secretly scoffed. So Qing Luochen had run out of options—to make her come out, she had even resorted to saying such things.
She scoffed to herself. What did Huang Anyuan’s secrets have to do with her?
She simply pulled a pair of earphones out of her desk and put them into her ears, signaling her refusal to engage with Qing Luochen.
Seeing her childlike gesture, many in the class couldn’t help but laugh.
A few who disliked Qing Luochen even spoke up directly, "Xuanxuan doesn’t want to deal with you, we have a class to attend, you should leave."
Qing Luochen looked resentfully at Gu Shengyin, and left with great unwillingness.
Nobody could have anticipated that this would be their last time seeing Qing Luochen.
After waking up from the afternoon nap, Gu Shengyin heard the news that Qing Luochen had fallen from a building.
It was said that she had jumped from the sixth floor of the school library. By the time the ambulance arrived, she was already gone.
In the pocket of the white coat Qing Luochen was wearing, there was a suicide note stained red with blood.
The tearful words in the letter culminated in a tone of hatred, claiming that the biggest reason for her choice of death was Huang Anyuan.
Students from Huang Anyuan’s class said that Luochen had sought him out at lunchtime, and the two erupted into an argument at the end of the corridor. Faintly, they heard words like "dirty" and "vile" from Huang Anyuan.
Afterward, the whereabouts of the two were unknown.
Huang Anyuan returned to the classroom during the break, and not even an hour later, the news of Qing Luochen’s suicide broke.
To use one’s own death as revenge against another.
Gu Shengyin shook her head; it was indeed too young a life.
She would never know that her act of vengeance against Huang Anyuan would amount to nothing more than a nightmare lasting a month or two, a painful memory of youth to look back on in years to come.
The ones truly scarred by her actions were the parents who had raised her for seventeen years.
This way of hurting oneself, you only ever retaliate against those who care about you the most.