School Beauty's Invincible Martial Expert

Chapter 187 About Happiness

"That's right," Li Dapang nodded hastily, saying, "Do well on the exam, get the top rank in LJ city, and let her mom know you're not a coward."

Xiao Han fell silent, a wave of bitterness overflowing from within him. It was as though this bitterness had been brewing for a hundred years.

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On the road, traffic was under control. Traffic police were directing traffic at the entrance of LJ City No. 1 High School. Every year during the college entrance exam, No. 1 High School and No. 4 High School became the designated exam centers in Wangjiang District.

Thus, Xiao Han and his friends didn't need to visit No. 1 High School in advance to check out the exam hall like students from other schools; they already knew their seats well.

"Damn it, can't get through," Li Dapang said annoyed as he parked the car on the roadside, then said, "We'll have to walk a few minutes."

The usually smooth road was now blocked by parents accompanying their children for the exams, who thronged on the roads, either riding motorcycles or electric bikes. They left their vehicles at the school gate and waited outside the security line for their children to exit.

It took Xiao Han and Li Dapang a lot of effort to squeeze their way in.

"So many people!" Li Dapang exclaimed, saying, "All these are parents accompanying their kids for the exams. Tsk tsk..."

"Poor all the parents in the world," Yang Xiaoyan smiled and said, "Everyone hopes their child performs well and gets into a good university."

"Absolutely!" Li Dapang nodded and then said, "Everyone has the heart of hoping their child will become successful."

The group quickly made their way toward the exam hall.

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To take care of Xiao Han, to let him familiarize himself with the exam hall, and to have him take the exam in the most familiar place possible, Li Hengzhong really went to great lengths. He specifically arranged for Xiao Han to take the exam in the place he knew best, Class 3 of Senior Year Three.

At the entrance of Class 3, a check was required before entering the exam hall. Metal detectors checked for mobile phones, watches, any electronic devices, all of which were not allowed inside. Moreover, the exam hall was signal-blocked, intercepting all radio signals to prevent cheating with electronic devices. Xiao Han handed over his mobile phone.

Upon entering Class 3, Xiao Han felt as if it was a regular class session. Except that the classroom had far fewer tables and chairs than usual, nothing else had changed. Other than Xiao Han, there were no classmates from his class. Xiao Han didn't mind; his seat was in the very middle.

To his right was a bespectacled boy who continuously murmured something under his breath before the exam, likely due to nervousness as he constantly released his emotions. To his left was a girl with long hair and a great figure, though her face was too ordinary. Otherwise, she would be quite an attractive girl.

The girl kept tidying her long hair, combing it with a brush. This shiny, black hair must have taken much of her time to maintain.

In the classroom, there were various scenes. Some people were resting their heads down, some were still earnestly reviewing the material from "100 Days Sprint to College Exam," and others were spinning pens. Only Xiao Han sat there alone, his head hanging low, nobody knowing what he was thinking, nor how sad he felt at that moment.

However, Xiao Han was never one to surrender easily; the more he faced such situations, the more intensely he unleashed his energy.

This time, nobody knew the intense energy that was brewing inside Xiao Han's heart.

Soon, the proctors started entering the exam hall one after another.

"Everyone hand over all items unrelated to the exam," the lead proctor, a big man wearing glasses with a stern expression, commanded.

Whoosh...

Everyone got up and handed over their materials and handwritten notes.

On the desks, no items other than pens were allowed. The exam would provide answer sheets and scratch paper.

Three proctors, one at the front, one at the back, and another patrolling around. As soon as the exam bell rang, the big man immediately unsealed the exam papers, which had been delivered directly from the province that morning and were also sealed with the official stamp from the exam office. They were void if damaged.

Soon after, three teachers began distributing the exam papers.

After receiving the exam paper, Xiao Han carefully glanced at the essay topic, "About Happiness." The task was to write an essay of no less than eight hundred words on the topic of happiness, excluding poetry.

Xiao Han immediately froze, his inner pain and sourness had not yet dissipated, yet he was asked to write an essay related to happiness. Wasn't this making things difficult for him, troubling him? Xiao Han revealed a bitter smile and said to himself, "It really is a case of misfortunes never come singly."

Happiness is a very broad topic. The happy memories of childhood were too faint, however, most of the high school memories were about being bullied. It was only a little more than half a year ago that Xiao Han had some memories about his own happiness. All those happy memories were with Chen Zihan. But now, even Chen Zihan was leaving him.

Although it was a forced departure, it was still a heartbreaking matter. Who could write a happy essay at this time?

Xiao Han felt somewhat helpless and decided to complete the earlier questions first.

With his abilities and memory, and the fact that the examination questions were much easier than usual exercises, Xiao Han quickly completed all the fill-in-the-blank and multiple-choice questions. The reading comprehension was also quite simple. He progressed smoothly until he reached the essay.

However, after nearly an hour of brewing ideas, Xiao Han had more or less settled on a theme. He decided to write a sorrowful essay based on his currently sorrowful mood. To write an essay, how could one score high marks? Only by infusing it with one's own emotions, letting the examiner feel them, and integrating them into the essay, could one achieve high marks.

Xiao Han thought deeply for a moment, then immediately picked up his pen and wrote down the title of the essay: "The Happiness You Owe Me!"

In that neat square grid, Xiao Han wrote fervently:

Zhang Wuji gave up Jianghu and the empire for Zhao Min, left concerns for Xiao Zhao, bequeathed wandering to Zhu Er, and bestowed regret to Zhou Zhiruo...

Yang Guo and Little Dragon Girl ultimately became divine immortal couple; perhaps he was aware, perhaps he was not; perhaps he pretended not to know; Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang spent their youth in vain for him; Guo Xiang harbored thoughts of him from afar; perhaps he remembered, perhaps he forgot that once there was a girl named Gongsun Lu'e who paused her entire life in just a moment of his gaze.

Yet, what he could offer was only a melody on the Bamboo Flute, three Golden Needles, or merely momentary affection.

In this world, too few stay through thick and thin, too many forget each other in Jianghu...

We once deeply loved some people. When loving, we regarded every moment as everlasting, every fleeting intimacy as lifelong affection. Thus, promises were made; thus, we hoped to hold hands till old age, blissfully.

Then everything vanished, then we finally understood, everlasting is a rare encounter, happiness is such a mystical and fragile thing. Perhaps love has nothing to do with happiness; perhaps the ultimate happiness of life has nothing to do with the person deep in our hearts; perhaps one day in the future, we will hold someone's hand, and peacefully watch the scenery for a lifetime.

Actually, promises are nothing much, their disappearance doesn't matter either, everything has its own destiny. We learn to look lightly, not to force; we learn to conceal, to bury you deep, hidden where the smoke and dust of the years cannot reach...

It's just that, why in some rainy twilight, in some silent night, you still faintly phase in and out of my heart; unable to take away, unable to erase.

A'Zhu's flowery smile gradually withers beside the Qingshi Bridge at Xiaojing Lake, Qiao Feng's tears flow like the pouring rain in the night. You give me protection, I return you blessings, you, the hero, need ambition. But you owe me happiness, what can you use to compensate?

Chen Jialuo is unwilling to bear the world's displeasure, thus he disappoints his beloved ladies. One died fragrantly for him; another led a lonely life because of him. Perhaps his fate was already sealed long ago.

In the end, mere empty promises are made in a desolate frontier, empty promises, empty promises, happiness forever unfulfilled...

I really wish for a deep hug with you, then to turn around and leave. The love remains unchanged, yet so close to an oath of coldness, happiness disappears in the blink of an eye. From then on, alone, each day I close my door by myself, turn off the lights by myself. Actually, it's not so bad, it's just that the cold nights lack one's warmth, just that happiness is no longer complete...

At the end of Heaven Sword, Zhou Zhiruo once asked Zhang Wuji this question among Xiao Zhao, Zhu Er, Zhao Min, and her, whom he truly loved. Zhang Wuji was overwhelmed by emotions, remembering that he had once asked himself this question; he just felt that, if he could live together and forever with the four ladies, wouldn't he be carefree and happy?

However, as things changed over time, Xiao Zhao went far to Persia to become a leader; cousin Zhu Er passed away; Zhou Zhiruo deviated from the right path, only Miss Zhao stayed by his side. Although misunderstandings arose in between, he both loved and despised Zhao Min, but he had never stopped pining for her.

Yet, Zhou Zhiruo's involvement always made him indecisive, never truly confronting his feelings. Until this moment, facing Zhao Min's unspoken departure, he finally discovered that he couldn't part with that mischievous Little Demoness. If he could not meet her again in this lifetime, he was also determined not to go on living.

He finally found the answer deep in his heart; he always respected Zhou Zhiruo; he was grateful to Zhu Er; he had pity for Xiao Zhao, but it was only Zhao Min whom he deeply and truly loved.

People often only realize what they had lost too late, some people, some matters, thought to be just fleeting moments in life, assumed to be forgotten in Jianghu, only to discover at the moment of parting, that those past events had long been rooted in the bottom of their hearts, unremovable, unforgettable.

Yang Guo and Little Dragon Girl finally became a couple, carefree outside of Jianghu, does he remember, there's still a devoted woman who never forgot him, used up her youth, waiting a lifetime. Would he think back to that innocent face from years ago, would he remember, when they first met, she smiled and said, "My surname is Guo, a single character Xiang."