novelsite Chapter 93 It's too late
Chapter 93 It's too late
This is a very important question.
If only this teacher knew about it, it would at least prove that Zhao Henshan's story was considered a private matter within the school.
This teacher was one of the few people Zhao Henshan could trust and rely on.
Considering that when she saw Jiang Xingni, her first reaction was to urge her to study, saying that her most important task now is to study hard.
Although it's just some familiar platitudes, perhaps this teacher is just not very good at speaking? At least in terms of encouraging people to study hard, it's still effective.
In short, Jiang Xingni did not immediately rule out the first possibility.
However, if it's the second possibility...
This means that Zhao Henshan's private affairs were not a secret throughout the school.
What's worse is that it's not only not a secret, but it's also a source of amusement among these students.
From students to teachers, and perhaps even school leaders, everyone knows about Zhao Henshan's ordeal.
However, without exception, they all turned a blind eye to Zhao Henshan's plight.
Faced with Zhao Henshan's suffering, those with higher authority, who were clearly within their responsibilities, failed to stop it and instead ignored it.
Even teachers like this one, who keep saying things like "study hard," are actually subtly advising Zhao Henshan to swallow his anger.
Who doesn't know that studying is important? But for a high school girl of this age, it's understandable that she couldn't withstand the malice coming from all sides.
There were people who had the ability to stop all of this, but they stood by and did nothing.
Jiang Xingni had no grounds to condemn their inaction, but Zhao Henshan did.
Therefore, if it is indeed the second possibility, then Zhao Henshan's hatred for the entire school can be considered somewhat understandable.
Everyone was watching her suffer; everyone was a superior bystander.
Jiang Xingni could not possibly agree with Zhao Henshan's approach.
She could understand Zhao Henshan's hatred, but she would never support his approach of dragging everyone down with him out of sheer rage.
If these things had happened when Jiang Xingni was in school, without a doubt, Jiang Xingni would have been the one to stand up.
She will not allow such a tragedy to happen to her.
Unfortunately, the scene before him was from six years ago, and Jiang Xingni could do nothing but witness it at this moment.
The method to verify which of these two possibilities is true is also very simple.
Jiang Xingni's gaze fell on the teacher's face, and then she blinked.
A tear rolled down her cheek, and she looked at the teacher in front of her with red eyes.
"They're bullying me again, Tan Shu... and her little followers," Jiang Xingni said, sobbing and her voice trembling with tears.
Although Jiang Xingni didn't know whether the girls Su Yanzhi had just dealt with were Tan Shu's group.
But it's okay, the blame will fall on Tan Shu.
Anyway, Tan Shu has so many accusations against him, one more won't make a difference.
Why did she button up two buttons?
As Jiang Xingni spoke, he still looked up, subtly and intently staring at the teacher in front of him.
To be more precise, what she noticed was actually quite simple—whether the teacher's expression showed sympathy for Zhao Henshan or impatience because of Zhao Henshan's words.
Then she saw the teacher in front of her frown.
"Zhao Henshan," the teacher said, a hint of displeasure in her voice. "How many times have you said that?"
"What did I tell you? You just need to focus on your studies and that's all."
"Flies don't land on eggs without cracks, and it takes two to tango."
"Don't you think that if you just sit in your seat and study diligently every day, why would they keep causing you trouble?"
"Are they so idle all day long? What do they do but stare at you?"
Jiang Xingni only hinted at it with one sentence, which was immediately followed by the teacher's long rebuttal.
The teacher in front of me looked at me with a disappointed expression and said emphatically, "Listen to me, study hard, and don't worry about anything else."
"Once you get into university, do you think those people will still be able to bully you then?"
Jiang Xing glanced at him nervously and nodded cautiously, hoping to fool this good teacher as soon as possible.
Having successfully ruled out the first possibility, Jiang Xingni thought calmly to himself.
Unfortunately, the teacher in front of Jiang Xingni was not the kind of good teacher that Zhao Henshan had hoped for.
It's just one link in the chain of campus gossip, no matter how noble the words spoken may be.
It's true that the teacher didn't do anything.
They were simply applying their own set of theories to Zhao Henshan.
In practice, she remained an observer, ignoring Zhao Henshan's pain and thinking it was all just children's petty squabbles.
Or perhaps she knew what had happened, but still chose to remain a bystander.
Jiang Xingni could find a point to refute every single word she had just uttered.
But Jiang Xingni said nothing; there was no point in arguing with a phantom of the past.
Jiang Xingni thought calmly.
Even if she could refute the teacher's words, even if she could prove that these words had flaws and were not entirely correct... so what?
After finishing the lesson, the teacher, carrying a thermos and a small bee bag, reminded "Zhao Henshan" to go to class before leaving.
She glanced at Jiang Xing indifferently.
"If you linger in the hallway during class time, who else would they bully if not you?"
"Don't blame the teacher for not standing up for you. If your grades were better, they wouldn't dare bully you."
"In short, just study hard, catch up on your grades, and everything will be fine."
It was the same familiar argument, Jiang Xing thought to himself.
The teacher walked towards the end of the corridor, leaving only the sound of her gentle footsteps.
"Do you know?" Zhao Henshan's voice rang softly in Jiang Xingni's ear.
She said softly, "Actually, I really believed her. I really thought she was doing it for my own good."
"I really thought it was all because I was a bad student, because I was unlikable, and that it was all my fault."
Jiang Xing frowned slightly.
She retorted without hesitation, "This is not your fault."
Zhao Henshan glanced at Jiang Xingni, then turned around, cupped Jiang Xingni's face in her hands, and pressed her forehead against hers.
She asked softly, "It's too late."
"If there hadn't been this six-year gap between us, you..."
She remained silent for a moment, and before she could finish her sentence, she vanished from Jiang Xingni's sight.
The body that originally belonged to the young girl was transformed into a different scene, like a thin mist.
It's just another illusion.
It's related to the teacher who just left.