As the last student left.
Two security guards, like door gods, slowly closed the school's iron gate.
The old principal turned to Xiao Yue beside him and said, "No one's around now, shall we go in for a walk?"
Xiao Yue just looked through the iron gate at the empty school without speaking.
"I know, this school has left you with many unpleasant memories, but after all, having spent several years here, there must be some good memories too..."
"Do you remember the ginkgo tree next to the playground? The first time I saw you, you were under the ginkgo tree, so young, with furrowed brows, as if there were countless unsolvable knots in your heart..."
"Do you like the ginkgo tree? I often saw you standing under it..."
"Your class teacher, Teacher Sun, was too mercenary and not very good at teaching, but he was a master at currying favor, putting all his efforts there... what excellent teacher... alas, judging advanced positions and titles is not just divvying up rewards..."
