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Chapter 330: Choice

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    The weather was still sunny in the morning, but suddenly it began to rain cats and dogs.

    Yan Xi walked in the rain, and the raindrops hit her, but she didn't care at all.  Holding the tape that was told it was impossible to repair tightly in his hand, he heard the replies from the owners of repair shops one after another: "Girl, this thing can't be repaired!"

    Tears flowed down mixed with the rain, and every time I stretched out my hand, I pretended to wipe the rain covering my eyes, and wiped away the tears together.  She told herself not to cry, what's the use of crying?  Tears won't solve anything.

    As soon as I arrived at the school gate, I saw Xiang Lan running over with an umbrella. Seeing that she was drenched like a drenched rat, I couldn't help complaining: "It's raining so hard, why don't you know where to hide? You're like this  Tossing myself, Yi Jingchen was not rescued, and half of my life was about to die."

    She glanced at the tape tightly held in Yan Xi's hand, and sighed: "This road won't work, let's find another way."

    Yan Xi said softly: "There is no time."

    "Let's talk about it when we go back to the dormitory. Xie Wei is here."

    The rain was so heavy that Xiang Lan's umbrella couldn't support the two of them. When they arrived at the dormitory, both of them were soaked.  She said to Xie Wei, "Sit down for a while, let's change clothes."

    Xie Wei boiled a pot of hot water very discerningly, and when Xiang Lan and Yan Xi came out, two cups of brown sugar ginger tea were already steaming on the table.

    "Drink the water quickly, or you will catch a cold." Xiang Lan brought the water to Yan Xi.

    Yan Xi held water, but didn't drink it.

    Xie Wei said: "Yan Xi, I heard what happened yesterday."

    Yan Xi looked up at him: "The tape can't be recovered."

    Xie Wei said: "Don't worry about this. I asked lawyer Lin, even if it can be recovered, it can't be used as evidence."

    "Why?"

    "Evidence that is not obtained through formal evidence collection channels will not be used by the court."

    Holding the cup, Yan Xi lowered her head slowly, and began to sob softly. At first, she still cried very restrainedly, but gradually her whole body kept trembling, and the sugar water was poured into her hand. She didn't feel the slightest bit of hot water.  .

    Xiang Lan hurried over, took away the water from her hand, and hugged her: "Yan Xi, you have tried your best."

    "It's not fair!" Yan Xi grabbed Xiang Liang's shoulders and burst into tears.

    "There are so many unfair things in this world, we have to learn to accept them." Xiang Lan persuaded.

    Accept it, it's the only thing she can do.  No matter how unwilling she is, she has no other way to go.  She has traveled all the roads she can think of, but every time she goes there with hope, she always comes back with a broken head and blood.  After walking for so long, we are still back to the starting point.

    She got up, went into the bedroom, and came out with her bag.

    Both Xie Wei and Xiang Lan looked at her in astonishment: "Where are you going?"

    She took an umbrella at the door: "Go to class, there is still class in the afternoon, and yesterday's test paper has not been corrected."

    "Do you want to rest for a while?" Xie Wei looked at her as if looking at a monster.

    "Class starts soon, if you don't leave, you will be late."

    She opened the door and went out.

    Xie Wei looked at Xiang Lan in disbelief: "Is she all right?"

    Xiang Lan said: "It's like this these days. I was hit again and again, forcing myself to rekindle hope again and again. Go to class like a normal person."

    "But how can she go to class in this state?"

    "Otherwise, what can we do? They are a group of third-year high school students, and we can't delay their studies because of our own personal affairs."

    Yan Xi walked to the door of the classroom, took a deep breath, the cloud on his face dissipated, replaced by a spring breeze, and he was that kind and elegant teacher again.  Standing on the podium, she talked eloquently. No one would have thought that a few minutes ago, she was crying with tears streaming down her face.  During the lecture, some small jokes were interspersed from time to time. The students sometimes laughed knowingly, and sometimes they laughed so hard that they covered their stomachs.

    Five minutes before the end of get out of class, as usual, she played an English song to the students.  The students sang along softly.

    When the bell rang, she turned off the tape recorder and said, "get out of class is over."

    She tidied up the books on the podium in an orderly manner, took her bag, and slowly walked out of the classroom. The moment she stepped out the door, her tense nerves finally relaxed, and suddenly her eyes went dark, and she fell to the ground.

    Yan Chuan rushed out first, hugged Yan Xi, and shook gently: "Sister, sister!" He yelled, his voice resounding throughout the corridor, but Yan Xi didn't respond.

    Yan Chuan became anxious, his voice changed, and he began to cry regardless of the many students around him

    At this time, someone said: "Try to pinch someone."

    Some people also ran to the infirmary.

    Among the people Yan Chuan pinched Yan Xi, she finally opened her eyes slowly.

    Yan Chuan finally breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me to death!" There were still tears on his face.

    Yan Xi glanced at the classmates around him, and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, must have scared you?"

    "Teacher Yan." The students shouted with choked voices.

    "It's okay, maybe a little hypoglycemia." She struggled to stand up, but felt her head was groggy, and her eyes were blurred again.  She grabbed Yan Chuan's hand and cast him a begging look.

    Yan Chuan immediately understood: "I will carry you back to the dormitory."

    Yan Chuan picked up his sister and walked towards her dormitory.

    Yan Xi slept for a day and a night, and when she woke up, the rain had already passed and the sky cleared up.

    She looked at the dazzling sunlight outside and asked Xiang Lan: "Xiang Lan, what do you think is the most important thing in life?"

    Xiang Lan was confused by her unreasonable question, thought for a while, and said: "There is no definite answer to this, right? Everyone pursues different things, and the most important things in their hearts are also different. For some  For most people, love is the most important thing, and some people regard career as the most important thing, and some people do everything for their friends, but most people think that life is the most important thing. I think it¡¯s all right. As long as it¡¯s for yourself  The choice of the heart is understandable.¡±

    Yan Xi asked again: "So, the most important thing is from the heart, right?"

    "Of course. Isn't life all about making choices one after another? Follow your own heart to make choices and be responsible for your own choices, so that you can avoid regrets as much as possible in life." She looked at Yan Xi, thought she was strange, and stretched out her hand to wipe the forehead for her.  I dialed back indiscriminately, "Why are you asking these all of a sudden? Stop thinking about it, and take a good rest. The doctor said that you are too tired and your body is overloaded, which is why you fainted."

    Yan Xi didn't listen to Xiang Lan's words, but got up, opened the closet, chose a light blue dress from it, and compared it in front of the mirror.

    Xiang Lan thought she was going to class again, so she immediately said to her: "I have asked for leave for you, you can take a day off today."

    Yan Xi said, "I want to go out for a while."

    "Going out again, where are you going?" Xiang Lansheng was afraid that she would do something stupid again, so she became nervous.

    Yan Xi smiled lightly and said, "It's nothing, I'll make a choice."

    Xiang Lan was at a loss: "What do you mean?" (Remember the URL of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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