For several days, Liam Tang did not see Ethan Yang again. He was sent to school by Grace Tang, put on the spring school uniform, and started the life of a senior high school student. Handing out test papers, doing test papers, explaining test papers... Everything was carried out mechanically and orderly. The white test papers were passed from the front row to the back row of the classroom. The rustling sound was like the tide constantly hitting the coast, and the tide would not stop for anyone. The seats in the class were rearranged. He still sat at the same table with Yin Cong, but the position was moved forward two rows, and the person sitting behind him was no longer Ethan Yang.
The classmates around him all knew that he had skipped classes for a week, and they also learned about Alexander Yang's death from the news. They looked at him cautiously, with a mixture of inquiry, curiosity and pity in their eyes, but no one dared to come up and talk to him. Even Yin Cong, who was always talkative, fell silent, fearing that something wrong would irritate him.
Liam Tang became his previous indifferent self again. He spoke very little, except for occasionally chatting with Yin Cong. He hardly talked to anyone else and just did his homework.
The day when Alexander Yang's ashes were buried was a weekend. When Chen Xing took Grace Tang and Liam Tang to the cemetery, Ethan Yang had already arrived. They were both wearing black hooded sweatshirts, and although there was a slight height difference, they looked surprisingly similar at first glance.
Grace Tang was not happy about this coincidence. She pulled Liam Tang to her side and deliberately kept a distance between them.
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