There is One New Rule Every Month Globally - Chapter 389 - Chapter 389: Chapter 318: "Only Yi should be able to handle this kind of fate." (10,000-word mega chapter)_6

Chapter 389: Chapter 318: “Only Yi should be able to handle this kind of fate.” (10,000-word mega chapter)_6

“I would often go hungry at school, and that girl would occasionally share some of her food with me.”

“As time passed, we became familiar with each other.”

“Early love.”

“The greatest enemy in education.”

“The concern is always about academics. I’ve always felt that parents who hope their children can change the family’s future through education are quite pitiful. What do you think?”

“Having no success in society themselves, they place all their pressure on their children, expecting them to become superior through education and improve the entire family’s lot. Is that possible?”

“…”

Tuberculosis Rabbit expressionlessly said in a low voice, “It’s hard to say, I don’t have a father, nor have I been one.”

“In the end, our early love affair was discovered.”

“It wasn’t our interactions that were discovered, but rather a love letter I wrote to her. I secretly hid it in her textbook during the break between classes. I still remember the look on her face when she saw the letter during the third period.”

“Her profile lifted slightly in the sunlight, her eyes shaped like crescent moons, so incredibly beautiful.”

“We exchanged a glance across the noisy classroom.”

“There was an unspoken understanding between us.”

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“Love during school days is always clandestine; who would dare to date openly in the light of day? In the noisy classroom we were far apart, yet it felt so close.”

“But she was too engrossed in reading the letter and didn’t notice the teacher walking down from the podium.”

“Call the parents.”

“Her mother, dressed simply, worked on a factory assembly line. Since I hadn’t signed the envelope, her mother rushed up to her as soon as she arrived at the school and slapped her face several times without warning.”

“I still remember that scene–her mother’s face twisted with rage, demanding to know who that ‘wild man’ was.”

“There were a lot of swear words, too.”

“‘Whore, you’re so young and already getting fucked, does it feel good?’”

“Things like that, which are hard to imagine being said by a mother looking back now.”

“But she just stayed silent. No matter how much she was pressured later on in the office by the teachers and her mother, she wouldn’t admit to being in a relationship, let alone know who sent the letter.”

“At that time, I really wanted to stand up and explain things, like at least make it clear that we’d only held hands, but before her mother arrived, she had signaled to me that she would take the fall for this alone. It was just a letter, after all, and as long as she denied the relationship and claimed it was from someone unknown confessing their love, there wouldn’t be any trouble. Otherwise, we both would have been expelled.”

“Many classmates were watching at the time.”

“She was quite pretty on ordinary days and had a good reputation, always talking with a smile. But that day, she just stood at her desk with her head down, silently clutching the edges of her clothes.”

“Taken home by her own mother.”

“That night, she drank Paraquat at home.”

“Two bottles.”

“She forced it down with her nose pinched, sweetened with sugar, for she was afraid of the bitterness.”

“Before she died, she left a suicide note blaming the torment of her life for her death, acknowledging that although her mother loved her and seemed tough on the outside but soft on the inside, if it’s a knife, it cuts deep every time; there’s no soft center.”

“The note said a lot. The next day, her mother, waving the suicide note and with tears streaming down her face, carried her daughter’s corpse to the school, demanding compensation.”

“She had searched online about the toxicity of Paraquat and found that while it could potentially be treated, the chances of rescue were zero. She wanted to let her mother witness her being taken to the hospital, to start regretting her actions during the time she was being rescued but not yet dead.”

“Unfortunately, her research wasn’t thorough.”

“After drinking two bottles, the dose was far too high, and there was no chance for rescue. The ambulance arrived but didn’t take her, leaving a note that ambulances don’t transport the deceased and then left.”

“Indeed, ambulances don’t carry the dead, and at times like this, most people would call me to transport the body. I’m familiar with the procedure.”

“Her mother didn’t even get the chance to sign a critical condition notice.”

“The suicide note didn’t mention me at all. Even in her final moments, she was still thinking of protecting me, hoping that I wouldn’t get expelled from school.”

“…”

Tuberculosis Rabbit stared at the beer bottles on the table, feeling that he really couldn’t drink anymore. Listening to it all made him feel some oppression. Sword Without End seemed to have lived a life that was somehow tainted with sin.

After taking a long breath, he reached out and patted Sword Without End on the shoulder to comfort him.

“It’s all in the past, at least… at least you’re still alive.”

Well.

He admitted that he was not very good at comforting people.

Sword Without End shook his head without speaking, just silently filled his cup with more alcohol, “I have never told anyone about this matter, in this story, my role is not something to be proud of.”

“People are always reluctant to share stories where their roles are not so honorable.”

“But tonight, for some reason, I suddenly feel a bit distressed.”

“She didn’t deserve to die.”

“At least, before she died, if she had left a word or two about me in her will, it would have been better.”

“It was probably to protect you as well.”

Tuberculosis Rabbit gave Sword Without End’s shoulder a comforting pat, “After all, you rarely had meals at school, she knew about your family’s poor situation, and she was more aware of her mother’s shrewish nature. If she mentioned you in the letter…”

“Her mother would definitely think you were to blame for her daughter’s death, and she would certainly harass you for compensation.”

Upon hearing this, Sword Without End was suddenly stunned, his eyes instantly reddened with emotion. The feelings he had been holding back finally burst forth, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably as he looked at the cup in his hand, having never considered this point before.

But perhaps this was the truth.

He just wondered if things would have turned out differently had he stood up and taken responsibility for everything.

If he had acted like a man, maybe everything could have changed.

He later got into university.

During that summer break, he also received the tragic news of his father’s death at the construction site.

Unable to control himself any longer, he leaned onto the table burying his head in the crook of his arm, his shoulders lightly shaking.

“Alright, alright, it’s all in the past now.”

Tuberculosis Rabbit, somewhat helplessly, patted Sword Without End’s back, clicking his tongue with pity.

Sword Without End’s life had indeed been pitiable.

To maintain such an optimistic character against that kind of background was quite rare.

He had seen plenty of movies where characters with a background like Sword Without End’s usually ended up as the main villain.

But it always felt chillingly eerie.

He couldn’t be cursed by Sword Without End, could he? He shouldn’t be. Yi should be able to watch over him.

…

Time gradually passed, and it was now late at night.

Tuberculosis Rabbit and Sword Without End had already started to drunkenly babble in each other’s arms, both of them emotionally charged and red-eyed shouting about something, clearly having had quite a few drinks, high on alcohol.

Meanwhile, Chen Yi continued to chat with Jiaye by the beach, planning to do something more intimate in their room after Tuberculosis Rabbit and the others had left.

Tie Chui squat seriously on a bare patch of land in the residential compound’s flowerbed.

He stared at two unremarkable-looking stones in front of him without blinking.

During dinner, he had seen these two stones hopping several times.

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Each time he looked away, they would continue hopping, but when his gaze returned, they would stop. So he didn’t finish his dinner halfway, took the stones and pocketed them, then brought them downstairs, determined to figure out what was going on with these stones.

He decided that if there was no reaction, he would smash the stone and see what was up.

Why it would hop.

Although he wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, he knew that stones don’t just hop on their own.

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