Chapter 6 — Don't Press the Submit Button

Since the night Zhou Can Nien was arrested, this mouse has not vibrated again. I held it in my hand, looking at the faint red light at the bottom. "Are you still there?" I asked softly. The mouse did not react. I opened the notes section on my phone, typed: "Thank you for saving me. Who are you?" A long time later. So long that I thought it was broken. The mouse suddenly vibrated slightly in my palm. On the phone's notes screen, the cursor automatically blinked and then typed out a line of text. "I'm you." I was stunned. The words on the screen continued to appear. "I am Lam Niem who softened my heart and helped To Tinh press the button to submit the assignment before the deadline." "I was falsely accused of copying, was subjected to violence on social networks, and was expelled from school." "I had to bear a huge debt. My parents helped me pay off the debt and encountered a traffic accident on the road." "On the day of the graduation ceremony, I jumped from the rooftop of the school's laboratory building. down.” “My soul clings to the mouse that has stayed up with me countless nights. I return to that night.” “I stopped you. You changed our outcome.” My eyes suddenly stung. A tear fell on the phone screen, blurring the words. "Sorry, for making you suffer so much." I typed back. "Please live well for me." The mouse typed out the last line. "Go to Beijing, go see the wider world. Never sacrifice yourself for unworthy people." As soon as the line was finished typing, the red light at the bottom of the mouse blinked twice and then completely went out. It turns into an old, broken, and completely normal mouse. In the loudspeaker, an announcement about checking high-speed train tickets rang out. I stood up, went to the trash can in the waiting room, and gently placed the mouse inside. "Goodbye." I said softly. I pulled my suitcase, turned around and walked towards the ticket check gate. The sunlight outside is very beautiful, shining on me, extremely warm. I don't turn around. I stride forward into the future that belongs to me.