, when the court's judgment came down, the sick leave application I submitted to the school also came back.

　　Before leaving the school, I specifically went back to the school to brief the new and old teachers on the situation of the children in my original class.

　　I thought that the children in the class would all dislike me, after all, I always had high expectations of them and didn't joke around.

　　But in the last class, during the handover, the children in the class burst into tears: "Teacher Jiang, we don't want you to leave!" "I will come back." "Teacher Jiang..." a usually outgoing child wailed, "don't lie to us, we all know you have cancer, we might not see you again in the future." "Teacher Jiang," a male student who had scolded me before looked at me with red eyes, "I...

　　I'm sorry.

　　Qin Miao was right, I'm just a stupid person who only knows how to blame you, but forgets your dedication to us." "Every time there's an exam, you would talk to us individually, analyze the test paper for us and tell us not to give up." Other teary-eyed children also chimed in: "Teacher Jiang may seem strict, but she actually cares about us more than anyone." "I went to school even when I was sick, but Teacher Jiang sent me back to recover and even used her spare time to help me catch up." "My grades were so bad, but Teacher Jiang didn't scold me, instead she gave me reference books that she personally chose." Qin Miao's crying voice was the loudest: "My dad doesn't let me study anymore, he wants to sell me for dowry, but Teacher Jiang gave him all her money! She said my dad was short-sighted and that I would definitely succeed!" "This is the first time in my life that someone has recognized me like this whew..." "I study and take exams without caring about my life, just so I don't disappoint you!" In the midst of tears, I tried to stabilize my emotions and tapped on the table: "Alright, why cry? It's not like it's a serious illness.

　　The doctor said I have a 60% chance of recovery, but you're wailing like I'm already dead." The classroom gradually quieted down, and the afternoon sunlight slowly crawled across every inch of the classroom, falling on the young faces.

　　I spoke slowly, deciding to say some things in the last class that I wouldn't normally say: "Children, there are two types of pain.

　　One makes you stronger, the other is worthless and only adds to the torment.

　　"」 "This is a phrase that Teacher Jiang really likes," "In the past, knowledge changed Teacher Jiang's fate.

　　After becoming a teacher, Teacher Jiang hopes that it can also change yours, change the fate of every individual." "At the very least, it can give you the ability to have more choices in the most painful moments in life." "After all, exams, especially large-scale ones, are your only chance to compete on the same level as others." "With that said, I imagine your ears must be calloused from hearing this so often." "When Teacher Jiang was young, his family was poor.

　　If he hadn't studied hard and gone to college, he wouldn't have had the money to afford medical treatment and would have been left waiting for death." "I am not saying all of this to praise your current pain.

　　Teacher Jiang also hates pain, but he understands that pain cannot be avoided or diminished." "If you now hate the painful life and painful rules, then Teacher Jiang hopes that in the future, because of this pain, you have the ability and resources to change them and create a more equitable future for the next generation and even the generation after that." "Because our present is the result of the generations before us working hard and fighting for it." "Class dismissed."