As Shu Ran just walked through the door and had not yet taken off her shoes, she heard her mother and brother's voices coming from the living room. It seemed they were arguing about something, and their words were somewhat intense.
Shu Ran took off her shoes, changed into a pair of slippers, and quietly walked in to listen to their conversation.
"Mom, you clearly know how much that incident hurt Shu Ran. She has only just managed to come out of it because she wants to fulfill Dad's last wish. Can't you just let her do what she wants?" It was Shu Yi's voice.
Hearing her name, Shu Ran paused and stood quietly at the entrance of the living room.
Shu Mother let out a cold laugh, as if she had heard something amusing, her tone mocking. "What she wants to do? Do you really not know what she truly wants? She clearly has a bright future ahead of her. Why would she give up her own prospects just because of something Shu Jinghe said? Doing the same work as him day in and day out—won't that bring back memories? You say she has come out of it. But has she really? What I'm doing is to push her out completely; I am doing this for her own good."
Every word from Shu Mother's mouth was sharp, each rhetorical question leaving Shu Yi speechless.
Yet he still retorted, "At least you should ask for her opinion; you can't make decisions for her without consulting her."
Shu Mother sighed and after a moment said, "Don't you understand your sister's personality? If she isn't pushed, she'll always be going in circles."
"From childhood to now, the most reassuring thing about her is that she never disappoints others' expectations and moves forward step by step. But her fatal flaw is also that she never disappoints others' expectations; when she's in pain or tired, she silently endures without saying a word. Over time, what will become of her?"
"So there is only one solution: find someone who can let her express all her emotions without reservation—be it happiness, sadness, or anger. If she won't take that step herself, then I can only force her to move."
As night deepened, the dim light in the living room cast down upon Shu Mother's face. Although there were traces of time on her face, her eyes remained dark and bright.
Shu Ran stood at the door with slightly moist eyes.
"Shu Ran, why are you standing at the door and not coming in?" Yu Xinyou, who had just put the child to sleep, came downstairs and saw Shu Ran with her head down at the entrance and asked.
The two people in the living room heard this and turned to look at the door.
A few seconds later, Shu Mother broke the silence and said to Shu Ran, who was standing at the door, "Come in, I have something to discuss with you."
Shu Ran took a moment to compose herself and slowly walked in.
Yu Xinyou noticed the situation and tugged at her husband, signaling him to step aside so that the two of them could talk privately.
Shu Yi initially wanted to speak up for her sister but thought better of it and followed Yu Xinyou upstairs.
As soon as Shu Ran sat down, Shu Mother began, "Shu Ran, you heard what was said earlier. Now I want to ask you, what are your plans for yourself?"
Shu Ran was momentarily at a loss for words.
Shu Mother continued, "You've always been very obedient since you were little, but I hope that sometimes you can have your own thoughts and goals. For example, in your career, I want you to do what you truly want to do. Is that okay?"
Shu Ran looked at her mother but did not respond.
The incident from five years ago had impacted her deeply; for a time, she lived in profound guilt. She felt that only by fulfilling her father's wishes could she alleviate the burden of guilt she carried.
Seeing the expression on her face, Shu Mother shook her head.
Shu Mother understood that bringing up this matter suddenly would likely lead to disagreement. Even after all this time, the guilt in Shu Ran's heart remained unchanged.
There had to be another way.
With that thought in mind, Shu Mother spoke gently again, "Alright, I won't pressure you. But Shu Ran, you're not a child anymore; you're 25 this year. I hope you can have someone by your side. That would make me feel more at ease. What do you think? Is there anyone suitable around you?"
Shu Ran quickly shook her head and replied, "No, Mom. I don't want to think about those things right now. I just want to focus on working hard and living well."
Shu Mother was persistent, saying, "No, I can agree to anything else, but not this." Then she softened her tone, "Shu Ran, please listen to me and let me feel at ease. I'll help you find someone suitable first; let's be friends for now, okay?"
Shu Ran was unwilling in her heart, but she felt powerless to refute her mother's words and didn't want to worry her, so she could only nod reluctantly.
Seeing that her daughter finally agreed, Shu Mother sighed in relief.
"Then it's settled. Free up your time tomorrow evening at seven. I'll send you his phone number later."
...
Phew.
Shu Ran lay on her bed, lost in thought.
A message came through on her phone.
Jia Jia: "Shu Ran, are you free tomorrow night? I'm taking you out for a feast; a rich guy is treating us!"
Shu Ran picked up her phone and glanced at it, her delicate fingers tapping on the screen.
Shu Ran: "I'm not going; I have a blind date tomorrow."
Zhou Jiajia, who was having a late-night snack with Cao Yun and others, read the message aloud when she saw it. "A blind date?"
Next to her, Cao Yun teased, "Zhou Jiajia, are you going on a blind date?"
Zhou Jiajia shot him a glare and called him an idiot before saying, "It's Shu Ran who's going on a blind date!"
Cao Yun heard this and his first reaction was: ... Uh, does he need to inform someone about this?
Zhou Jiajia continued to reply.
Zhou Jiajia: Damn, are you kidding me?
Shu Ran sent a "What can I do? I'm also very desperate" emoji. Then she told Zhou Jiajia that she was tired and wanted to stop chatting for now.
She tossed her phone aside and continued to drift off.
A few minutes later.
A steady sound of breathing.
...
Shu Ran had a dream in which she desperately made phone calls, one after another.
But the owner of the phone never answered.
Just as the last beep sounded, the call was finally picked up.
However, all she heard on the other end was a loud bang.
Shu Ran woke up with a start, sitting up suddenly.
She gasped for breath.
Then she broke down and cried.
...
Do you want to hear a story?
One day, a teacher was accused of being abusive towards children, covered in scars.
On that day, the teacher had just punished one of the students.
The child's parents were furious and posted pictures of their son's bruises online, attracting widespread media attention.
The immense pressure from public opinion and the collective attack from online crowds turned an uncertain situation into what was deemed the truth.
Shu Ran's father is the principal of the kindergarten, and he stepped forward to say that it was impossible for the teacher to have done this.
However, the teacher could not withstand the overwhelming public condemnation and committed suicide by jumping off a building.
Afterward, she was portrayed online as having committed suicide out of guilt.
With the teacher gone, everyone shifted their attack towards the kindergarten principal.
They accused him of neglecting his duties and trying to distance himself from the incident after it occurred.
Various charges were piled upon him one after another.
He was solely focused on uncovering the truth behind the matter to clear the name of the deceased teacher.
Based on his understanding of his subordinates, this gentle and friendly teacher could not have committed such an act.
Later, the truth emerged when the child's mother, unable to bear the psychological burden, confessed to the police.
It turned out that the child's father was an alcoholic who had accumulated a significant amount of debt. One night, in a drunken rage, he violently assaulted his wife and son. After sobering up, he recalled hearing his son tell his mother at dinner that he had been punished by the teacher for misbehaving at school.
In a fit of anger, he posted pictures of his son's injuries online, claiming they were caused by the teacher's abuse.
His intention was that regardless of whether the public believed him or not, the kindergarten would settle with him due to the negative impact of the incident, possibly even reaching a private agreement.
He coerced his wife and son to cooperate with him, threatening them with dire consequences if they did not comply.
However, he never anticipated that things would escalate so severely. Initially, he felt excitement over the attention but gradually sensed something was amiss as events spiraled far beyond his expectations.
Since the teacher's death, his wife had been plagued by anxiety, and after several nights of nightmares, she finally broke down and went to the police station to reveal the truth.
The police immediately contacted the principal of the kindergarten, and he rushed over.
That day happened to be his daughter's birthday. By the time he completed all necessary procedures, it was already half past eleven at night.
His daughter called him, her voice sweet yet pleading on the other end: "Daddy, if you don't come to my birthday soon, I'm really going to be mad."
That night, Shu Father hurried along the road, knowing he had just ten minutes left to reach home in time for his daughter's birthday.
At the intersection, a sudden burst of bright light blinded him, causing the car to crash into the roadside barrier.
The exhaustion from the past few days left him too weak to even resist inside the car.
By the time he was rushed to the hospital, it was already too late.
With just a faint glimmer of life remaining, he looked at his family standing by the hospital bed, holding back their tears. He gently spoke, "Shu Ran, I'm sorry I couldn't make it for your birthday."
Shu Ran had already cried her eyes red and couldn't utter a word.
"I'm also very sorry for another person. She was such a wonderful teacher. So young, and just like that, she vanished. I never got the chance to clear her name; I owe it to her family."
"Being a teacher is a very sacred and lovely profession. I hope you all won't develop any prejudice or fear towards this profession because of what happened. Those children are pure, lovely, innocent, and carefree. I truly wish I could have spent a few more years with them, but unfortunately, there's no chance left."
The time was 00:56.
Every minute and every second, someone leaves this world.
Regrettably, in this very second, it was her most beloved person who departed.
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