Qiao Nian saw how upset she was. She was squatting on the ground, tugging at her own sleeves aggressively as she cried uncontrollably. And yet, Qiao Nian was not moved. She eyed her coldly and simply said, "You're from Class A, and you've been in this class since the first year. Let's ignore what you posted about me on the forum. For the sake of blowing this matter up, you deliberately mentioned that our classmates ostracized you. Did you even consider how others would feel?"
Wu Jie stopped crying. She looked up at Qiao Nian, almost stunned. Tears still filled her face and she was now biting her lip, unable to say anything.
She thought about how Jiang Tingting had changed seats for her in class.
And how they would always invite her along when they were having gatherings or meals.
She remembered how she was having very bad cramps when her period came during physical education classes, and how the girls in class would hurry to the store to get her pads, while the guys would help her to apply for leave with the male teacher. Qiao Nian had even taken her to the school clinic to get some medicine...
This time, her tears were genuine.
She covered her face, too ashamed to face anyone. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Qiao Nian looked at her with annoyance, her eyes deeper than one could tell. She said calmly, "You shouldn't be apologizing to me, but to the classmates and teachers who've always cared for you!"
However, when it came to apologies, they often came too late. It was meaningless now.
Nobody would forgive another unconditionally. Even the deepest relationships would not tolerate insincere acts. Some things, once lost, were gone for good.
Wu Jie cried miserably.
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