Chapter 543: Chapter 543 Promise Me
This weekend, Sheng Tang spent time at the Gu Family’s house.
Gu Shiting was reading in the study room, with only three weeks left until the college entrance exams; Sheng Tang lay on the sofa in his study, browsing through Lu Yuanyuan’s notes.
Neither of them spoke, each lost in their own thoughts.
The morning passed with Gu Shiting getting up twice to pour water, offering some to Sheng Tang as well, which she did not drink.
She kept reading the notebook.
When lunch time arrived, Gu Shiting asked her, "Did you find any clues?"
Sheng Tang replied, "These are English class notes. Besides what the teacher said, there are some excerpts she took down as after-class thoughts—nothing personal from her."
She searched the notes for Lu Yuanyuan’s feelings, hoping to find some hints.
However, it was truly just a notebook.
Sheng Tang was in the same class; she had noted down the same content and knew it well.
"Stop looking, maybe she really had depression," Gu Shiting said. "I didn’t have depression before, but I thought about committing suicide..."
Sheng Tang sat up in shock: "When?"
Gu Shiting was a bit surprised too: "Wasn’t it you who saved me?"
Sheng Tang: "..."
That night, he wanted to commit suicide? No wonder, she thought, how could someone’s car lose control and end up in such a place.
"Why did you want to commit suicide?" Sheng Tang grabbed his hand, her eyes full of worry.
Gu Shiting couldn’t help but laugh.
He sat next to her, hugged her, and gently kissed her cheek: "Now, I don’t want to anymore, don’t worry! Back then..."
He seemed at a loss for how to describe his feelings at that time.
He recalled briefly, "During that period, my body felt especially heavy, I also suffered from insomnia at night. I couldn’t sleep, felt depressed, and even exercise couldn’t lift my spirits.
I felt sore all over just by moving, and my heart was filled with despair, coupled with that night being..."
Whatever it was, he didn’t say.
He coughed lightly, skipping over the details, "Anyway, it was just a moment of impulse. Being saved by you, I regretted it. Maybe your classmate was also impulsive then, but later she regretted it."
Unfortunately, there was no way back.
Lu Yuanyuan stayed in the classroom to study after school as she was on duty to lock the doors.
Everyone else had left.
She turned off the lights, looking at the empty, dark classroom, had a sudden impulse, and made a decision.
But there was no one else around.
She wanted to regret, but probably didn’t have the time.
In extreme anguish, some people tend to act impulsively. But after surviving such an ordeal, they may see things differently.
Gu Shiting had seen things differently, and he met Sheng Tang.
His life gradually started improving.
"Don’t act rashly again," Sheng Tang held his hand tightly. "No matter what happens in the future, you must live well, okay?"
Gu Shiting smiled.
Sheng Tang did not loosen her grip, seriously looking into his eyes: "Promise me!"
"Alright, I promise you. No matter what happens in the future, I will live well, even if you are not by my side," Gu Shiting said.
Then he remembered last time when he proposed to Sheng Tang to accompany him to study in Switzerland, Sheng Tang disagreed, and wrote a poem for him, "When water comes, I will wait for you in the water..."
When fire comes, I will wait for you in the ashes.
Sheng Tang was in a truly bad mood.
Gu Shiting pulled her: "Let’s go exercise, sweat it out, maybe your mood will improve."
Sheng Tang nodded.
She and Gu Shiting went to the gym downstairs.
More than an hour later, Sheng Tang was covered in sweat, feeling significantly better.
In the afternoon, she continued reading Lu Yuanyuan’s notes.
These were placed on the desk by Lu Yuanyuan before her death; it couldn’t have been done casually, right?
Meanwhile, she also kept an eye on the school forum.
Many people talked about Lu Yuanyuan, mostly speculating, but because no one knew her well, they couldn’t figure out the specific reason.
No one mentioned Sheng Tang.
Lu Yuanyuan had kneeled in a small shop, and even classmates who saw her didn’t remember her face or connect her with the student who committed suicide.
Sheng Tang wasn’t involved.
She didn’t need to prove anything; no one suspected her of causing Lu Yuanyuan’s death, she didn’t have any psychological pressure.
But saying it was easy, doing it was difficult.
That girl, on the day before her death, hugged Sheng Tang’s legs and said many irrelevant things.
