After a breakup, a song heals the world

Even many classmates who I was not familiar with started chatting with me privately, asking me if I was the boy in the photo.

It is worth mentioning that.

After classmates discovered that the boy in the photo was wearing the same clothes as Su Yan, Xie Ming, who had been very active in discussing the matter, stopped talking.

When Su Yan was reading the message, Xiaopang came to Su Yan with a cup of water.

Seeing Su Yan frowning, Xiao Pang asked, "What's wrong?"

Su Yan smiled bitterly and said, "Look at the group yourself."

Xiaopang immediately opened the group chat.

After a few seconds, Xiaopang stared at Su Yan, "Su Yan, I didn't say that, you... are exposed!"

Then, Su Yan thought for a moment and shook his head, "You have to keep this a secret from me."

After saying that, Su Yan took out his mobile phone, typed a line of words in the group, and sent it out.

[Haha, it's not me, the clothes are just the same. ]

After Su Yan sent this message, the group was in an uproar again.

[I told you, how could Su Yan possibly know Cheng Xiaoer! ]

[That's true. Cheng Xiao'er is a little diva that you can only see on TV.]

[Hey, I thought the melon was eaten near me, but I didn’t expect that this is not the case at all. ]

[Cheng Xiaoer also refuted the rumor just now, saying that Cheng Xiaoer just accidentally knocked down a classmate and helped him up. ]

[I also saw that the reporter from the entertainment company apologized, saying that his title was misleading and deliberately exaggerated. He has already apologized.]

[Alright, alright, it's boring, let's all go. ]

【………………】

Xiaopang naturally saw the same news.

People have different hearts, so their attitudes towards this matter are naturally different.

Some people felt sorry, while others were relieved.

Xiaopang started to defend Su Yan, and asked in confusion, "Su Yan, this person is obviously you, what do you mean you can't know Cheng Xiaoer?

Why don't you admit it?

Apart from anything else, isn't this just a slap in Xie Ming's face? "

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Xiaopang quickly shut his mouth.

He glanced at Su Yan carefully, and was relieved to see that there was nothing unnatural in his expression.

Su Yan stretched and said with a smile, "Are you stupid? If I admit it, the news will be spread among the group immediately.

With the heat of this matter, do you think I can still be at peace?"

Xiao Pang blinked his eyes and said, "People say that you should become famous as early as possible. This is such a great opportunity!"

Su Yan did not comment, "This kind of fame is meaningless. Don't you know about the media? They might make up some new news for you.

Besides, when people say becoming famous, it depends on your own ability.

I told you I could become famous through singing, do you believe me? "

Although Xiaopang understood Su Yan's words, he was still a little dissatisfied with the last sentence. "I said my drum set is made of cowhide. Do you believe it?"

Su Yan laughed, "Okay, you must keep it a secret for me."

Xiaopang nodded helplessly, "I see! You really don't know how to cherish such a good opportunity!"

After finishing speaking, Xiaopang stood up and said, "I'll go back first. Send me a message if you have anything."

Su Yan nodded, "Okay."

Xiaopang stood up and left. Seeing that Su Yan wanted to see him off, he waved his hand and said, "No need to see me off. I'm leaving now!"

Then, Xiaopang walked out of Su Yan's room.

After closing the door, Fan Shuyun came over.

She lowered her voice, "Zuzhi, Xiaoyan...how are you feeling?"

Xiaopang smiled and said, “Auntie, I think Su Yan seems to be in a good mood after returning from the school exam.

You don’t have to worry too much.”

Fan Shuyun sighed.

She couldn't help but be careful about this kind of thing.

Fearing that her son would attempt suicide again, she hid all the kitchen knives and other dangerous items in the house.

After all... the experience of almost losing her son was enough to terrify her.

But she still seemed a little worried and continued, "Xiaoyan brought back some money yesterday and said it was the money you won from the scratch-off lottery with me?"

Xiaopang nodded, "Yes, I asked him to buy it together, saying that he wanted to check his luck for the school entrance examination.

In the end, I didn't win, but he did.

Auntie, don't worry, it's just this once, I will never take him to buy this kind of thing again."

Fan Shuyun breathed a sigh of relief, "That's nothing, but you are better at music than Xiaoyan, if Xiaoyan can pass the exam, you will definitely have no problem.

Thank you so much for these two days."

Xiaopang looked back at Su Yan's room and said with a smile, "Auntie, what are you talking about? Su Yan is my best friend, and this is what I should do."

Fan Shuyun's eyes were red, "I'll go to school tomorrow, I'll have to trouble you again..."

Xiaopang shook his head, "It's not a problem, don't worry, Auntie."

Fan Shuyun wanted to keep Xiaopang for dinner, but Xiaopang teased Xiaoxue who was reading on the balcony for a while and then left.

During the following day, Su Yan spent most of his time reading in his room.

Xiaoxue was reading a comic book.

It is said that children from poor families grow up early. Anyway, compared to Su Yan, Xiaoxue seems to be more sensible.

Fan Shuyun would find excuses from time to time to open the door and look at him.

Either give him some fruit or ask him what he wants to eat.

As for why this happened, Su Yan certainly understood. She was still worried that she would have thoughts of committing suicide.

Poor parents in the world...

Su Yan's father had to work overtime in the evening, so only Su Yan, Fan Shuyun and Xiaoxue had dinner tonight.

After dinner, Xiaoxue begged her brother to take her out for a walk.

So, Su Yan took Su Xue's little hand and walked around this old neighborhood for a while.

The little girl followed Su Yan home with satisfaction and started watching TV.

Su Yan turned on his computer and found the song "Chasing Dreams with a Childlike Heart" that he had made last night.

After thinking about it, he first sent a message to the team leader teacher Xu Feifei.

【Good evening, Mr. Xu.】

Not long after, the other party replied, "Good evening, Su Yan, I wanted to ask you before, how did you feel about the school exam that day? You should be familiar with the song "Time". 】

Seeing this reply, Su Yan did not feel that the other party was being polite, but rather felt that the other party truly cared about his grades.

On weekdays, this teacher is very nice to me.

While on the bus, she was asking herself this question intentionally or unintentionally with a concerned look in her eyes.

As for why he didn't ask himself directly about the results, Su Yan understood that it was probably related to his depression and suicide attempt.

After all, there are very few people in the whole school who are unaware that they have depression and commit suicide because of "breakup", let alone the music teacher who is tutoring you for the arts exam.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, I am extremely fragile now, and some questions or concerns can make my condition worse.

Now, seeing Xu Feifei's question, Su Yan felt a little embarrassed.

Before any accidents happen, the teacher will help students prepare works for the interview based on each person's own conditions and their mastery of the songs.

Su Yan, who was often given special treatment, was naturally not surprised.

So, if there had been no accidents and no system, Su Yan would have also sung the song "Time" that Xu Feifei prepared for him during his vocal performance.

But after thinking about it, Su Yan decided not to hide the matter of the school entrance examination.

So I replied seriously, [Sorry, Mr. Xu, I sang another song, and it felt... just average.]

The other party replied very quickly [Another song? Is it "Sadness of the Wind"? ]

Su Yan sighed. "Sadness of the Wind" was another song she prepared for herself.

The other party would probably be surprised or confused if he told the truth, but Su Yan continued to reply, "No, I sang a song I wrote myself."

Then the chat box became silent.