A Young Woman's Heart

The end of the first class.

Jun Ruohuan walked in from outside the corridor.

He skipped the entire class.

The reason is that he received disciplinary action from the teaching affairs office.

Although it was still early when Jun Ruohuan was beaten in the morning, some students at the school had already heard the news, and soon many people knew that Jun Ruohuan had been punished.

The reasons have become increasingly varied, but most people agree that he did indeed sleep with someone else's girlfriend.

After all, there were already many rumors about him before this, such as frequently changing girlfriends or stealing other people's girlfriends.

It's not uncommon for a philandering man to fall for someone else's girlfriend.

The cicadas on the trees outside the window briefly stopped their chorus, but started singing again after he sat down.

"Zierwa—Zierwa—"

It constantly reminds people that it is now the height of summer.

He laid a blank sheet of paper flat on the table in front of him, with only the three large characters 'Letter of Apology' on top.

Li Wanyan stared intently at the workbook in front of her, diligently writing the English homework assigned after the first break of get out of class.

"Heh." Jun Ruohuan sneered at himself, while Li Wanyan ignored him.

"I was the one who got hit, but I only got a warning. Ha..."

"He clearly broke up with his girlfriend."

"He's useless himself."

Listening to his muttering to himself, Li Wanyan finally raised her small face and glanced at him sideways.

"You don't need to meddle in my business this morning..."

"Can you write a self-criticism?" She abruptly interrupted him, leaving him momentarily speechless and forgetting what he wanted to say next.

"What, you have experience with this?" Perhaps knowing that Li Wanyan wouldn't be interested in him, Jun Ruohuan's tone became sarcastic.

This reminded Li Wanyan of Chen Cheng from before.

The two have many similarities.

For example, he often dates different girls, speaks with a sharp tongue, and always seems to be at odds with others.

The difference is that Chen Cheng only talks the talk; he does date a lot of girls, but in reality, they're always the ones who dump him first.

This is quite different from Jun Ruohuan actively changing girlfriends.

At this moment, Chen Cheng, who was sitting behind Li Wanyan and had no deskmate next to him, sneered: "I have the utmost contempt for guys who steal other people's girlfriends."

"Ha, I look down on people like you who are always getting dumped even more," Jun Ruohuan retorted.

Chen Cheng smiled, but his tone was unfriendly: "So you deserved to be beaten."

"Each each other."

"At least I've never been hit for that reason."

"Didn't you get beaten up before?"

"That's because others are jealous of me."

"It's because others are jealous of me." The two seemed to have no end to their argument, repeating each other's words like elementary school students, almost as if they were about to say "reverse".

"Write a self-criticism, or the punishment will be escalated."

"What's there to be afraid of?"

“You won’t graduate.” Li Wanyan stared into his eyes.

"What's it to me?" He acted as if he wasn't the one being punished.

"Heh." Chen Cheng continued to mock him, "Someone like you is going to get beaten to death sooner or later."

"That person has already broken up with his girlfriend."

"How many days have you broken up?"

Jun Ruohuan's tone was strange, because it wasn't Chen Cheng who asked the question, but Li Wanyan.

Generally speaking, she wouldn't be interested in this kind of thing at all.

So he didn't hide it, seemingly finding it quite amusing: "Three days."

"Heh, serves you right." Chen Cheng said sarcastically without any mercy.

Three days means that the two may have just been arguing and hadn't really broken up yet, but Jun Ruohuan took advantage of the situation.

The guy was probably being mocked by the girl while he was apologizing, who said he had a new love interest.

Jun Ruohuan was just a scapegoat, used to be used to criticize that boy.

But we can't say this guy is pitiful, because he brought it all on himself.

He kept a straight face and stopped talking.

……

Time passed until noon.

After lunch, the students began to have free time under the bright sunshine.

Jun Ruohuan walked alone through the corridor to the teaching affairs office.

He had a folded self-criticism in his pocket, his hands in his pockets, and his legs were spread wide, like a crab walking straight.

Li Wanyan followed him silently, not really following him, but just going the same way because she was going to the infirmary next to the teaching office.

Ye Banxia had menstrual cramps and forgot to bring her painkillers. No one in her class could lend her any, and she was too embarrassed to ask the teacher at the infirmary. So Li Wanyan offered to help her get a few pills.

When I came out just now, there were a few boys joking around and saying ridiculous things like "pain is good for your health" and "taking medicine is harmful to your body, pain means you are detoxing".

If Li Wanyan hadn't stopped them, they might have continued to laugh at them for who knows how long.

Sometimes, these taunts may not be malicious; they may just be an attempt to get a girl's attention. But most of the time, they only have the opposite effect.

Jun Ruohuan didn't knock; he simply pushed open the door to the teaching affairs office.

The headmaster, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, frowned: "Why didn't you knock?"

"I've come to submit my self-criticism," Jun Ruohuan replied, seemingly unrelated to the question.

"Your attitude is terrible. Rewrite it." Yinling gave him a cold look and gently pushed up her glasses.

Jun Ruohuan clenched his fist suddenly and exhaled a cold breath: "Heh..."

"Ling'er, I..." Ye Yu had just walked in when he saw Jun Ruohuan standing by the door. He paused, then swallowed back what he was about to say. "What happened to him?"

"His attitude in submitting the self-criticism was too poor; make him rewrite it."

"Haha, well, he's just a kid, he's bound to have a temper. It's good that he wrote it."

"This has no educational effect."

"That will only backfire," Ye Yu patted Jun Ruohuan on the shoulder. "What's wrong? I remember you were in Class 2 in your first year of high school, right?"

"Uh." Jun Ruohuan glanced at Ye Yu. "Hello, Teacher Ye."

Ye Yu is a physics teacher. Apart from occasionally seeing him at school, Jun Ruohuan has never seen him again.

After all, Class 2 of Grade 11 no longer has physics and chemistry classes.

"Haha, isn't that quite polite?"

Upon hearing this, Jun Ruohuan instinctively wanted to refute, but was interrupted by Yinling: "Never mind, bring me the letter of self-criticism."

"What exactly did you do wrong?"

"He was beaten up."

"You have to write a self-criticism after being beaten up?" At this moment, Ye Yu seemed to be on Jun Ruohuan's side.

"He provoked us first."

"Oh...that's not good."

Yinling took his letter of apology, read it carefully from beginning to end, then slammed it on the table and asked in an unfriendly tone, "Do you really think you were wrong?"

"..."

"This is all just self-justification; go back and rewrite it."

Li Wanyan walked past the teaching office, glanced inside slightly, then turned a corner and entered the infirmary.

"Hello, Teacher Su."

"Hmm, what's wrong?"

"I need some menstrual pain medication. A classmate is having menstrual cramps."

"Menstrual pain medication? Hmm, okay." Su Yuqing, who was leaning back in her chair reading, didn't stand up. She simply tilted the chair slightly, opened the drawer, took out a box of medications with all English labels, and cut off a row of pills with scissors. There were three pills in total.

"One at a time. Eat one now, then one after school. If it still hurts, eat another one."

"Okay, thank you, teacher."

"Then take some of this safflower. There's usually hot water in the teacher's office. Make some tea and drink it; it'll make you feel better."

"Thank you, teacher." Li Wanyan thanked her again, then turned and left with the items.

Jun Ruohuan also just left the teaching office. His face was ashen, like a powder keg ready to explode at any moment.

There were a few more students inside than before, and a silvery voice could be faintly heard: "Hmm, you got to know each other very sincerely and didn't copy each other. However, this is a demerit, and your parents still need to come in. If you don't receive any more punishments next year, we will remove them."

"Thank you, teacher," someone said earnestly.

"Also, although the school doesn't prohibit dating, it's almost time to be a senior in high school, so it's better to mind your own business and not think about messy things. Many people will break up after graduating from high school, and you'll lose love and you won't get good grades."

"Mmm-hmm." The group nodded repeatedly, their attitude of admitting their mistakes was very good.

He didn't try to explain that he hit someone because he was provoked or anything like that.

This pleased Silver Bell.