With a gentle, soothing voice, Ji Xing slowly recounted the past, which flowed away like a long river of time:

"The first time. I had no connection with you. At that time, I was not a teacher. I just happened to be there to help my father inspect Saint Lia."

"After all, he is also one of the school board members."

“I was passing by the teaching building when I witnessed you jump to your death right in front of me.”

"To be honest, I shouldn't care, but who can accept the loss of a vibrant young life right before their eyes?"

"It took me a lot of time to come to terms with myself, and I felt reborn as soon as I did."

Yan Weixi: "..."

Yan Weixi hung her head, feeling full of guilt: "I'm sorry... If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been traumatized."

Ji Xingyi didn't comfort her: "Yes, I have a shadow because of you. So you have to make it up to me."

“Okay! Go ahead!” Yan Weixi said.

"Come help me with teaching tomorrow."

Do high schools also need teaching assistants?

"I want it, is there a problem?"

"no problem……"

Ji Xingyi continued, "The second time, I didn't intend to save you, but I ran into you."

"Back then, you..." Ji Xingyi propped her head up with her right arm, looked out the window, and said calmly.

“It helped me a lot.”

"You could say you saved me." Ji Xingyi didn't want to talk about what happened back then.

Treat it as his own memory.

"Later, I realized how wonderful you were, and I didn't want you to die. I wanted to save you."

"But I never succeeded. Okay, that's all."

Yan Weixi: "???"

"That's... simple?"

Of course it's not simple.

But Ji Xingyi didn't say anything.

That was a painful memory.

He didn't want to cause Yan Weixi any more sorrow. Since she already knew that she had died many times, he only needed to give a concise summary of the ending.

Yan Weixi could tell that Ji Xingyi didn't want to say any more information, so she sighed and stopped asking: "Okay, I understand."

The only thing she knew was that Ji Xingyi's sudden appearance in Class 9 was indeed for this reason.

But she still couldn't help but ask, "So, you came to class in Class 9 because of me?"

"Yes. I don't want to see you commit suicide. I was thinking that if I came here to be a teacher, maybe I could help you stay on the wrong path."

Upon hearing this, Yan Weixi couldn't help but be moved: "But I caused you sleepless nights and loss of appetite in your first life, don't you hate me?"

"I hate it." Ji Xingyi didn't embellish her words; instead, she stated her thoughts from back then exactly as they were.

"At that moment, I was thinking, why did you have to jump off the building? Why did you have to jump right in front of me?"

"But after I got to know you, I felt that you were so good, you shouldn't have died."

"Let's just consider it as the blow you dealt me ​​in the first life being offset by the help you gave me in the second life."

"But you still have to make up for my past life."

Yan Weixi: "?"

Ji Xingyi said in a cool tone, "In my past life, I used all my strength to save you, but you didn't listen to me and died without warning. You hurt my young heart."

"I've spent my whole life working for my brother, teaching, and studying on the side. It's been so tough. You have to suffer too!"

Yan Weixi: "??"

"So you have to make it up to me by being my teaching assistant, no, I'll also make you a teacher for two days so you can experience how tiring it is to be a teacher."

Yan Weixi: "???"

Yan Weixi didn't expect that Ji Xingyi, who had spoken frankly, would be so naive.

In her mind, Ji Xingyi used to be like a charming and elegant gentleman.

now--

He's a complete tattletale.

It wasn't until the next day that Yan Weixi realized how tough it really was to be a teacher.

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