Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 427 Belongs to Me
To this day, Guzheng can no longer remember what her grandmother said that night.

Time is like a file. While it beautifies memories, it also makes them slowly disappear. Even those things that we once thought were deeply engraved in our memories will slowly fade away with time.

But she could never forget the word "unique" that her grandmother always mentioned.

She often wondered if she had become a unique person earlier, then her grandmother would not have died that day.

The hot weather and the noisy cicadas are definitely not suitable for sleeping outside.

At the funeral, her tearful parents hugged her tightly and told her not to think too much, saying that it was all their fault that things turned out this way and it had nothing to do with whether she was unique or not.

Doesn't it really matter?
As the firelight flickered, she couldn't help but ask herself.

In the crematorium, grandma closed her eyes, looking peaceful as if she was asleep. The smile on her face seemed as if she was saying her final goodbye to her family. Then she was pushed into the incinerator little by little.

After that day, she realized for the first time that not only torches but also people could burn for a very long time.

Is it because grandma herself is also a unique "material"?

It must be.

My grandmother is a unique person.

She was very sure of this, but she could never find what was unique about herself. Every time she asked people around her, she got some ordinary answers that were not special at all.

She realized that she was actually an ordinary person.

So she began to study hard, because her grandmother said that as long as she studied hard, she would be able to know herself clearly, and as long as she could know herself clearly, she would definitely find the uniqueness of herself in the future.

...but she never found it.

The year she graduated from sixth grade, someone said that the village was going to be demolished. She knew what demolition meant. It meant that in the near future, everything in the village, including her hometown and the bamboo forest behind the house, would no longer exist.

When she learned that she had to follow her parents into the city, she was surprisingly not very sad. She just went to all the places she used to go and found all the treasures stored in the secret base - these were the most precious things she had ever collected.

At dusk, she left all these things in front of her grandmother's grave.

There are smooth pebbles with unique shapes, rare golden cicada shells, colorful feathers, and even "dinosaur fossils" bigger than a fist...

Looking at these former treasures, she suddenly realized that the reason she collected these things was because they were special and unique enough.

Objects become unique because of their unique colors and shapes, but what about people?

What makes people unique?
She was still thinking about this question until the moment she boarded the train, but even today, she still can't come up with a definite answer.

It seems that I can't be a unique person.

So she began to change her mindset.

Since you don’t know how to make yourself “unique”, why not try to pursue the visible “uniqueness” directly?

Be first and you will never be second.

So……

As long as you can always get the first place, can it be considered "unique"?

……

"come on!"

"come on!"

"Go ahead, senior, I love you!"

The cold winter wind brushed across the girl's cheeks, pulling her thoughts back from that hot summer to the winter playground.

The deafening shouts filled my ears again, giving me an unreal feeling.

Gu Zheng was stunned. She didn't expect that she had been absent-minded for so long without realizing it, so long that the senior student in front of her had already taken over the baton and set off.

The situation on the field was still evenly matched, and all the runners in charge of the last baton were waiting nervously. It would be their turn soon.

The cold wind was blowing continuously, and the clothes on my body were rustling.

It was a time when most people should be nervous, but Guzheng was suddenly no longer nervous and instead felt relieved.

I turned my head subconsciously and saw Han Zhou waving his fists and shouting something. If he hadn't been pressed hard on the wheelchair by Sister Yin and Teacher Ouyang, he might have stood up and shouted.

She suddenly felt like laughing.

Everyone is obviously cheering for him to come on, but why does this guy look so childish?
It was so noisy around that she couldn't hear clearly what Han Zhou was shouting, but judging from his lip shape, it should be "Gu Zheng Chong".

If only I could add "I love you" at the end like that person just now...

She thought a little greedily, a blush flashed across her face, followed by a surging fighting spirit in her eyes.

I don't know when the sun moved to the front and it looked a little dazzling.

But she didn't look away.

She will win the game and confess her love to Han Zhou.

If the guy won't tell you, then let me do it.

Shouting that sentence louder than anyone else - that was the next "first" she was going to win.

Although I am really curious, there is no need to worry so much about why Han Zhou fell in love with me.

Just like she didn't know why she fell in love with Han Zhou.

Obviously, that guy is not unique.

Gu Zheng couldn't help but look in the direction of Han Zhou again.

This time she saw more.

Not only Han Zhou, everyone is cheering for themselves at this moment.

Mom and Dad raised their arms and shouted loudly with exaggerated movements. Teacher Ouyang smiled, Sister Yin kept waving, Xiaoxiao and Yaya jumped in the crowd and their heads could only be seen from time to time. Senior Sister Zhong Ling, who was usually quiet, mustered up her courage and used her hand as a "loudspeaker" to make her voice louder. Even Wang Lengqiu raised his hand and repeated "thank you".

——It should mean "come on", right?

She curled her eyes, raised her right hand and raised an index finger in response.

Han Zhou was right, not everyone wanted to win first place.

She just needs to run forward, and someone will always be chasing her.

"If you don't hurry up, you may not be able to see them again next year."

“You have to keep winning.”

In a trance, the noisy sounds around seemed to stop suddenly, and the girl heard two laughs from different time periods.

Gu Zheng touched the dolphin pendant on her chest and felt that the sunlight in the distance became softer.

She still doesn't know what the unique thing that grandma is talking about is.
it's fine.

Just like in the past, just keep winning.

Even though perhaps this is not truly unique, it may even be a form of self-deception.

But maybe...

This is exactly what Han Zhou likes, and it is also the "one-of-a-kind" thing that belongs to me?

(End of this chapter)