"Yu Jie... you skipped class again without permission," as soon as I walked into the classroom, Su Yuqian stood up and walked over, hands on her hips, scolding me.

"It was unavoidable," I could only reply with these four words.

"Fool... what do you mean unavoidable? Do you want to repeat a grade?" Su Yuqian said angrily.

"I hope not. The school policy is much better now compared to before. They focus on attendance, even though it feels like they are increasing the number of underachievers. But it also promotes independent learning. It's just that the attendance requirement of only missing four or five classes is too lenient," I complained.

"Ouch..." Su Yuqian delivered a chop to my forehead.

"Fool... are you trying to have zero attendance?"

"Why are you so angry?"

"I'm not angry..."

"Your expression betrays you. You are visibly trembling with anger."

"You... you idiot... I don't care about you anymore."

While Su Yuqian was talking, she kicked me and knocked me down in front of everyone, not giving me any face, and then angrily returned to her seat.

I sat on the ground, filled with bitterness.

Is missing two classes such a big mistake?

"Ah..." I let out a sigh, stood up, and returned to my seat, waiting for the teacher with a gloomy mood.

As I looked out the window, I couldn't help but think of the busty girl earlier. She reminded me of Zhiye in a smaller version. No... Zhiye wouldn't do drugs or act so rude.

Looking at the empty seat beside me, Zhiye had already gone to Japan with her parents. I wondered how she was doing there.

I couldn't help but recall the scene when we said goodbye.

My parents and I saw Zhiye and her parents off at the airport.

My mother and Gawautsuku said their tearful goodbyes, but I felt tongue-tied, not knowing what to say.

And despite the separation, I didn't feel the sadness of parting.

"Jie..." Zhiye spoke first.

"Hmm?"

"I suddenly changed my mind and went back to Japan. I'm really sorry."

"Yeah... it wasn't easy for the three of us to improve our relationship, and then you secretly ran away."

I spoke casually.

"I'm sorry... Jie, I wanted to stay with you all the time..."

Zhiye said guiltily.

"It's alright. We can still stay in touch through emails."

"Can we?"

"What's there that we can't do? Zhiye is an important person to me, after all."

"Jie..."

Zhiye suddenly hugged me.

"Zhi... Zhiye..." I didn't know where to place my hands. By the way, Zhiye's chest was pressing against mine. It's... so soft.

"In Jie's heart, there's still a place for me... I know..." Zhiye's eyes became moist.

"Although I know it hurts you, Zhiye will always be... your big sister."

Zhiye covered my mouth, cutting my words short.

"I... I don't want to hear you say something so despairing. At least before I leave, give me the feeling that you are my boyfriend."

"Well..."

I thought it would be difficult, but Zhiye looked at me pitifully.

"Alright..." I wasn't heartless. After all, I had hurt Zhiye and should compensate her in some way.

"Then..."

"Hmm?"

Her soft lips pressed against mine, and for a moment, I couldn't react. But then I realized and widened my eyes.

Zhiye was passionately sucking on them. This is... not good. I felt something about to burst.

After about a minute, I finally broke free from that sensation, my face burning.

"Jie... I love you..."

"What... what... we are..."

"We promised to give each other the feeling of being boyfriend and girlfriend..."

"But... this is too difficult for me..."

I couldn't help but complain, but Zhiye looked down, with a very disappointed expression. I regretted why I took on such a headache-inducing task.

It's better to break the jar,

"..." I didn't know how to continue.

"Jie... will you continue to love me forever?"

"Mmm... yeah~"

I told myself that this is just acting, definitely not real.

"Jie... I'm really happy... so happy that it brings tears to my eyes."

I wanted to say that this isn't true, but I couldn't bear to discourage Zhiye.

"You... can... be... happy..."

I could only stutteringly reply.

"Jie... wait for me..." Zhiye hugged me again and whispered in my ear.

"Zhiye... we need to go, it's almost time for the plane to depart."

Zhiye's father shouted at Zhiye.

"Jie... I can't bear to leave you..."

"Mmm..."

"If only this were true..."

"Mmm..."

"If Jie... really loved me, that would be great. But... I know it's not true... but I..."

Tears the size of beans fell down, and Zhiye struggled to control her emotions.

"I'm... I'm sorry."

That's all I could say as I wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"No... it's because I'm not excellent enough..."

Zhiye choked on her words.

"Zhiye is already excellent enough. Whoever marries Zhiye will be happy for a lifetime."

"Jie, don't comfort me anymore... I can't even capture your heart... I..."

"Silly... don't cry. Aren't we still good friends? As long as Zhiye has any difficulties, I'll be the first to help you..."

"Hehehe..." Zhiye laughed and cried.

"Jie is still so gentle..."

"I have to say, I'm really not gentle,"

"Zhiye" called from the other side.

"I have to go..."

"Mmm... be careful on the way..."

Zhiye walked towards her parents, took a few steps, turned around, and said, "Jie... I won't give up... I will never give up..." with a smile, even though her face had tear marks.

Zhiye ran towards her parents, then entered the airport with them.

I and my mother watched them leave together.

Zhiye's last words of not giving up still troubled me, but no matter how determined she is, I will not change my mind.