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But the red tags didn’t scare her anymore. What scared her was the note tucked inside her math textbook, written on heavy cream-colored stationery.

“But you’re still here.”

“No,” she said.

He laughed. It was a rusty, unpracticed sound, like the cello’s first note. “That’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me.” meteor garden -2001-

She ran.

Shancai should have been terrified. She was. Her hands shook as she read the note for the fifth time. But beneath the terror, a hot, stupid coal of anger began to glow. She thought of Si, crying over a broken cello. She thought of his mother, who had never once asked him what he wanted. She thought of her own father, who worked eighteen hours a day and still smiled when he handed her a warm baozi. But the red tags didn’t scare her anymore

Si whipped around. His eyes were red, his face a mask of fury and humiliation. “Who’s there?” he snarled. He laughed