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Chapter 101 Don't Jump!
At this moment, Song Juexiao was with He Jingtong.
The two looked at each other for a while.
Although they were teammates for the first time, neither He Jingtong nor Song Juexiao actually spent much time alone with each other.
Looking at He Jingtong, Song Juexiao didn't even have the desire to take out his phone and type a message to communicate.
The two exchanged a glance, and then began to look around at the scenery.
Language communication is too inefficient in such situations.
If Jiang Xingni were here, Song Juexiao would have wanted to ask her a few words of concern, complain to her about Zhao Henshan, and ask about Ji Shanqing.
Who remembers that they were initially brought in by Xu Niannian's story about Ji Shanqing's death?
As soon as he entered, he was confronted by Zhao Henshan and almost forgot about Ji Shanqing.
This isn't the school Song Juexiao came from—the school where Jiang Xingni and Xiao Jiming spent almost three years.
Although Song Juexiao didn't spend too much time in school, she was at least literate.
The words "Experimental Middle School" are written on the teaching building, but the exact characters are not clearly visible.
Perhaps it's because the owner of this illusion doesn't want them to actually spy on it?
Then Song Juexiao looked up and saw the figure of a girl on the roof of the tallest teaching building.
Jump off a building?
Could this be Ji Shanqing?
Song Juexiao thought to himself with some doubt.
Although the schools are located in different places, they all jumped off buildings. Does that mean that jumping off buildings is not a rare thing in the world of drama?
Song Juexiao, lacking common sense, was very suspicious.
"Is that Ji Shanqing?" she typed out and showed it to He Jingtong next to her.
Neither He Jingtong nor Song Juexiao had ever seen Ji Shanqing's face, but He Jingtong's understanding of what was behind the curtain was at least a little better than Song Juexiao's.
"No," He Jingtong said.
If Ji Shanqing had jumped off the building at this point, she definitely wouldn't have survived until high school—at least He Jingtong could tell that this school was actually a junior high school.
Jiang Xingni said that Ji Shanqing died when she was in high school.
If the girl standing on the fifth-floor rooftop was Ji Shanqing, then she most likely didn't jump.
Or perhaps you were lucky enough not to die.
A large crowd had gathered downstairs, their voices a jumble of men's and women's, creating a noisy scene reminiscent of a bustling market.
The teacher looked up and shouted towards the building, "Child, what's troubling you that you have to jump off a building?"
"Mao Tianxin! Are you still going to dance?"
"Exactly, exactly, so many people are waiting for you alone!"
The students below giggled, their voices still childish, but the malice in their tone was obvious.
"Trying to attract attention!"
"If you're not planning to jump off a building, then don't waste our time, okay?"
"Jump, jump!"
"Hahaha, someone like you is a burden to your parents anyway, why don't you just jump?"
"Hey, I've never seen anyone jump off a building before. Do you think it'll be like in the TV dramas, with blood all over the ground beneath them?"
Song Juexiao: ...
Song Juexiao: Damn.
She and He Jingtong took a few steps toward the teaching building, and then they clearly heard a group of children chattering away, their words full of innocent malice.
It's just an illusion, after all.
She tentatively slapped the child who was yelling the loudest.
—The palm passed right through the child's face.
Song Juexiao regretted that it was such a pity he couldn't slap them.
She looked up at the girl on the rooftop.
It wasn't Ji Shanqing. Although the voices of the group were noisy, Song Juexiao was still able to distinguish the name of the girl who was about to jump off the building.
— Mao Tianxin.
She had her hair tied in a ponytail and was holding onto the railing. With Song Juexiao's eyesight, he could clearly see that she was trembling.
She didn't dare to jump.
Each time, she would step onto the wall halfway up, but after glancing down, she would silently retreat, her whole body trembling.
She is afraid.
But the crowd was noisy—although there were people trying to stop him, their voices were too faint, so all Mao Tianxin could hear were shouts of "Jump!" and "Why aren't you jumping?"
He Jingtong and Song Juexiao had different focuses.
The teacher and these children are on the same side.
Although they couldn't just slap someone out of anger like Song Juexiao, they didn't just sit idly by either.
"What are you all doing here watching the show?"
"Aren't you going back to class yet?"
The male teacher's voice even choked up a little as he spoke.
He Jingtong could imagine what he was thinking at that moment.
Disappointment with these young "murderers," and apprehension that if Mao Tianxin jumped down, they would not even receive the slightest punishment.
He yelled at the group of students a few times.
A group of junior high school students looked at each other, then chuckled a few times towards the rooftop. In the end, they didn't dare to openly defy their teacher, so they moved a little further away and continued their discussion.
"Is Mao Tianxin stupid? Just because of a few words, she wants to jump off a building. How heartbroken her parents must be! I can't understand it."
The two girls walked out while talking quietly, mainly one girl talking to the other.
The other girl, who hadn't spoken, suddenly broke free from the hand that was being held.
"She can't hear us," the girl said.
"Huh...? Yeah. There are just too many people... and our voices are too soft. Maybe Mao Tianxin can only hear their shouts?" My friend replied, somewhat confused.
Then she saw the girl turn around and run upstairs.
She said, "If she can't hear me, I'll whisper it in her ear."
"If it gets too noisy downstairs, I'll move to a distance where she can hear me."
"Anyway, I have to let her know!"
What do you want Mao Tianxin to know?
She didn't say it.
My friend was caught off guard and had her hand shaken off. She stared wide-eyed at the girl's words, hesitated for a few seconds, and then chased after her.
"Hey! Ji Shanqing!"
Upon hearing the name, Song Juexiao and He Jingtong exchanged a glance, seeing the understanding in each other's eyes.
Using the support of the wall, the two of them climbed directly to the roof of the fifth floor.
The two of them ran much faster than Ji Shanqing.
"Mao Tianxin!" The girl, who should have been only thirteen or fourteen years old at this time, ran up to the fifth floor and called out to Mao Tianxin.
Mao Tianxin, whose feet were already halfway up the wall, turned around in confusion.
In that short time, Mao Tianxin was grabbed by Ji Shanqing who rushed over and pulled down.
Ji Shanqing held Mao Tianxin's shoulders and looked directly into her eyes.
Two pairs of dark eyes met.
"Don't listen to those idiots who have mothers but no mothers to raise them! Did you hear me?!"