Wan Yeqiu · Chat

October 21, 2024. Why me? He has asked himself this question many times. Why me? Clearly weak and incompetent, lazy and selfish, low energy, unremarkable, and even troublesome. Can't you find a plaything of slightly better quality? But if it wasn't him? Would he also just pass by some hallway, accidentally overhear rumors between others, silently sigh, and then retreat back into his own life? Probably. His life was never going to amount to much anyway. But you are still staring at him. When you come to find him, you are always alone, and this time, blocking him on the rooftop at dusk is no different. Every action and tease is routine, but the mundane word “jinx” you uttered hit a sore spot. You witnessed the entire process of his nervousness turning into anger, and then you were pushed down the stairwell by him, tumbling down the height of two floors. Everyone left, the sunset faded, and he stood with his back to the light. His breath, which he had been holding, became uncontrollably ragged, and his hands trembled at his sides as he clenched them into fists. That night, he curled up on his bed facing the wall, unable to sleep. He hadn't realized that for once, he didn't look for a scapegoat; he was afraid, afraid once again, afraid as he always had been. Will your family know he was the one who pushed you? What kind of trouble will he be dragged into this time? November 2nd. Deliberately, you didn't send him any messages. When you returned to school, you didn't find him right away. The next time you saw him, Wan Yeqiu was walking quickly with his head down through a corridor on the second floor of the Xingzhi Building, and you were still hundreds of meters away. He is hiding from you.