After arriving at the police station, I registered my identity information and briefly explained the case, providing the QQ account of the rumor spreader.

Officer He carefully filled out the form after listening to my story, assuring me that they would quickly find the rumor spreader and give me justice.

It was already almost three o'clock in the afternoon when I left the police station. I pondered whether I could make it to the 4 o'clock class while sending a message to the editor of the confession wall:

"Hello everyone, I'm Li Xinling. Regarding the post on the confession wall in the early morning of the 11th, about whether the school hospital can perform an abortion, the classmate with my high school photo as their avatar is not me. I have already reported it to the police and I hope everyone will not spread rumors before the police investigation is completed. Please patiently wait for the police results. Thank you."

The confession wall promptly replied:

"Received. Sorry classmate, I don't know you and thought her avatar was from the internet so I posted it directly. I will immediately delete this post. I apologize for the trouble it has caused you."

Quite polite.

However, I have already taken screenshots of this post and recorded a video of the comments being forwarded, deleting it won't affect my retention of evidence.

After replying with the word "good", I closed my eyes and rested on the way back to school.

I thought I could have a moment of peace, but my phone started ringing at that moment.

Looking at the words "Mom" on the screen, I instantly had a bad feeling.

"Xin Xin, what happened at school? Something about an abortion?"

"Mom, how do you know?"

"Your cousin said Xiao Xue saw something about you asking the school hospital about abortion on some wall in your school. Xin Xin, did something happen to you outside?"

My mom's voice was anxious and fast, with a hint of crying towards the end.

"Xin Xin, as a girl, you need to learn to protect yourself when you're outside. How could you, at such a young age, do such a thing and spread it all over school? You've brought disgrace to our Li family with your unwed pregnancy."

My cousin's proud voice came from the other end of the phone, apparently, she was now at my house.

Upon hearing her words, my mom's sobbing became louder, accompanied by my dad's reprimanding voice:

"Stop crying, Xin Xin, come home and explain things clearly."

"Hello, Xin Xin, are you listening?"

"Xin Xin, what's wrong?"

I remained silent until no one on the other end of the phone spoke. Then I spoke:

"Mom, Dad, rest assured, I'm not pregnant, and I didn't post that message."

"Cousin, can't you stand to see me doing well? It's just someone with my picture spreading rumors, and you happily rushed to my house to gossip? Are there really people who would spread rumors about their own niece?"

As soon as my cousin heard my words, she exploded in anger:

"Who are you trying to frame? You did such an ugly thing yourself, and you still have the audacity to blame it on me? If it's not you, then who is it? Who has nothing better to do than to frame you?"

I laughed and said into the phone:

"I also want to know who can't stand to see me doing well and would spread rumors about me at such a critical time when I'm applying for graduate school. That's why I have already gone to the police station to report it, and I believe the results will come out soon. Mom, Dad, I won't be coming home, I still have to study at school. Don't worry, I'm fine. Don't listen to the provocations of people who jump to conclusions at the slightest rumor. I believe the police will give me justice."

After I finished speaking, without waiting for my cousin to yell in anger, I hung up the phone.

Opening my phone, the operator of the confession wall acted quite quickly, having already deleted the post and posted the statement I had just written.

Under the new post, there was a lively discussion.

"People nowadays are crazy about fame, are they putting on a show themselves?"

"Luckily, I took screenshots of the previous post, and the photo does look like Li Xinling."

"The person involved seems quite calm. At noon, I saw her going to the cafeteria to buy food."

"Agreed, I saw it too. She really has thick skin."

"She didn't come to class in the afternoon, hilarious, could she really have gone to the school hospital for an abortion?"

"Someone revealed the protagonist's private video, completely real."

"..."

I endured my anger and took screenshots one by one. These would all be evidence for the future.

By the time I arrived at school, it was already past five o'clock. No matter how the rumors escalated, my life had to continue.

After all, the police and the law would ensure justice for me. I went directly to the laboratory building to continue my research project.

It was related to my graduate school admission quota.

Compared to me, the students and teachers in the research group were very concerned about my situation.

After class, my project advisor, Professor Chen, called me into her office:

"Li Xinling, I've heard about some bad rumors circulating in the school recently."

Just as I was about to explain, she stopped me with a gesture:

"I want to say that no matter how the rumors go, the teachers believe in you. I heard that you have already reported it to the police, and I have also reported your situation to my... to the principal. The school will restrain the students from spreading rumors. If you find the person responsible for spreading the rumors, the school will actively cooperate in handling this matter. Rumors can have a huge impact on a person. When you are misunderstood, you may feel helpless and desperate, but never do something foolish. If you have any problems, come to me anytime, and I will help you."

Some of the pressure that I had been building up was finally released, and tears streamed down my face:

"Thank you, Professor Chen, there are malicious rumor spreaders in the world, but there are also people like you who are just. I'm not afraid, I believe the police will give me justice. I'm just worried that these public opinions will affect my grad school admission quota."

"It won't, as long as you didn't do this yourself, the school will definitely decide on the grad school admission quota fairly and impartially based on your performance."

Looking at her determined smile, my previously suspended heart finally settled a little.