Left Ear (37)

  Left ear (37)

  "Go ahead." I patted her, "You go and have fun by yourself, with so much money, be careful."

  "I've run so far," her eyes reddened, "just to see you and have a happy Christmas, why do you treat me like this?"

  "I've always been like this, you're not unaware of it."

  "If that's really how it is." Jiang Jiao lifted his head, his eyes staring straight into mine, enunciating each word: "Zhang Yang, let's break up."

  "Alright!" I said.

  Jiang Jiao fell silent for a while, not freaking out as I had expected. She held her flower bag and stood on the green grass for quite some time. Then, without looking at me, she turned around and left.

  At that moment, I had a slight urge to go up and pull her back, but I controlled myself.

  I know I owe her, I will pay her back, but now is not the time.

  I'm going to a high-end Western restaurant, where one night's work is equivalent to doing someone else's tutoring for a week. The people who go there are all from the upper class of society, I like facing them face-to-face, although I'm just a waiter, but I can feel connected with their souls. In order not to be too hungry when working and watching others eat, I plan to go to the cafeteria first to eat something before going to work.

  When I came out of the cafeteria after eating a bowl of noodles, I found that a large crowd had gathered on the playground. Everyone was rushing to tell each other that someone wanted to commit suicide in the graduate student building!

  The graduate building is the first one to turn left from the big playground, it's a four-story building, and you can go up to the top. There was once a suicidal incident there, the protagonist was a male student with depression, but I heard that he didn't succeed in jumping off, and was caught by the police. I still remember that day, Jiang Jiao happened to be at our school too, we passed by there and she wanted to see the excitement, I pulled her away.

  Later on, she scolded me for being inhumane. She said: "Others are already desperate, and you still won't show any concern?"

  "One's own life must be lived by oneself." I said.

  "What if one day the person standing above is me?" she asked me.

  "I'll continue below," I said.

  "What if you can't catch it?"

  "Then I'll observe three minutes of silence for you."

  Then she scolded me for being inhumane.

  Unexpectedly, the farce was staged again in just two months. I walked through the playground towards the school gate, but saw more and more people running towards the graduate building, with someone shouting: "The beauty is throwing money, hurry up to pick it up, don't pick it up for nothing!"

  My heart skipped a beat.

  He fell down, and I also turned around and ran in that direction.

  The person standing on the rooftop was indeed Jiang Jiao. The first thing I saw was her scarf, red in color, flying high like a flag on the rooftop. She had one hand holding onto her large flower-patterned bag and the other hand grasping a handful of money from inside the bag, scattering it downwards. Some people were scrambling for the money, some were screaming, and others were trying to maintain order; the scene was truly spectacular.

  I rushed through the crowd and up the stairs.

  There were already people on the rooftop, but they were all afraid of provoking Jiang Jiao and didn't dare get close.

  "Jiang Jiao!" I pushed them away and shouted, "Come over here!"

  Jiang Jiao turned around and glanced at me, but she didn't respond to me. Instead, she faced downstairs and shouted excitedly: Happy New Year! She also casually threw another handful of money downstairs!

  Screams drowned out the entire campus!

  I walked towards her.

  She turned around vigilantly and said sternly: "You come any closer, I'll jump!"

  "I'll dance with you." I didn't stop in my tracks but said, "Good thing I wanted to dance too."

  "Get back!" she shouted loudly, one foot already retreating far out, her body unsteady, surrounded by danger.

  Someone downstairs started shouting in unison: "Don't jump, don't jump, don't jump!"

  "Darling." I stretched out both hands to her and said softly: "Come here, let's spend Christmas together."

  Tears suddenly welled up in her eyes: "You deceived me, you haven't loved me for a long time."

  "I'm not fooling you," I said. "I was just teasing you earlier, who knew you'd take it seriously? Look, didn't I stay here all along?"

  "You deceived me, you deceived me..." She shook her head constantly, very emotional and still disbelieving.

  "I'm not cheating on you. I love you, dear, don't be rash, okay?" I knew that at this time the only way was to coax her and let her calm down.

  "Is it true?"

  "Do you believe it or not, if you jump down with your front foot, I'll jump down with my back foot."

  "Is it true?" Her tone had already softened. Jump to! ~!

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