• When preparing for the bell to ring, Qi Ming stretched out his hand and tore off the posted medical record with Yi Yao's name on it. The people around made a buzzing sound, and spread out while discussing.
• Qi Ming slowly tore off the slightly yellowed paper. He squeezed it into a ball in the palm of his hand, threw it into the trash can next to him, turned around and walked towards the classroom.
• 

  qiming

  Well, I threw it all away.
• Yi Yao is now at the end of the corridor, the light can't come in, only the rich black continues to diffuse and spread.
• When she walked to the staircase with Qi Ming, she stopped. Standing for a while, then turned around and walked back to the place just now.
• She bent down and reached into the trash can, desperately looking for the piece of paper just now.
• The medical record sheet was re-opened, and on it was Long Feifeng's illegible handwriting shared by the doctors. But the printed inscription still clearly revealed all the information.
• 'Department of Gynaecology, Second People's Hospital'
• 
• Yi Yao raised her hand to tear the medical record sheet open, and then tore it open again, like a malfunctioning robot, she couldn't stop. It wasn't until she had torn it into pieces the size of a fingernail that she couldn't tear it anymore, that she stopped, and then threw a large ball of shredded paper in her palm towards the sink on the side. Scram, turn on the faucet and turn it to the max.
• The water column initialized down on the bottom of the pool with force, and the huge current of water sprayed out like a water pipe was smashed and exploded, rolling the shredded paper, and being sucked and pulled in like a vortex from the sewer. The huge sound of the water column smashing was repeatedly amplified throughout the corridor, sounding like the sound of a waterfall.
• After putting it straight for about a minute, Yi Yao clapped his hands and turned the faucet.
• The sound that disappeared in that moment, in addition to the sound of water, there was also the sound of Yi Yao swallowing back in his throat.
• The violently undulating chest cavity slowly returned to calm.
• Yi Yao sucked his nose, wiped his wet hand on his clothes, and got a large splash in front of his chest, but it didn't matter.
• What does it matter.
• 

  yiyao

  I said.
• 

  yiyao

  You are pitiful to me.
• 

  yiyao

  Qi Ming.
• 

  qiming

  No.
• 

  qiming

  You need my help just what I can do.
• 

  qiming

  Listen to me, let's go and tell the teacher that the college entrance examination is about to take place, and I will review it for you.
• 

  yiyao

  Tell the teacher, what will the teacher do?
• 

  yiyao

  Ask you, how do you have such a medical record book?
• 

  yiyao

  Are you such a person who fell into the gutter?
• 

  yiyao

  Bring bad school atmosphere, bring bad classmates atmosphere.
• 

  yiyao

  Such a person, why should the teacher help you?
• If in many cases, the identity of a teacher standing on the commanding heights of morality can sincerely help some people, then how can there be people like Yi Yao still exist.
• Teachers are not omnipotent.
• Yi Yao always knew.
• When you are like a dust, floating in the world, no one can be more worthy of reliance than yourself.
• Of course, Lin Fenghua and Gu Senxi were the few people they could rely on besides themselves.
• Qi Ming obviously didn't understand.
• But so what.
• One day, you will be indifferent to the rest, and you will be as calm as death in the face of impending damage. The lucky ones who were born with smooth sailing cannot understand this tenacity and sadness, nor can they understand how childish and ridiculous it is to say love out loud to the world.
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