But even if it was just a dream, she had to figure out what was going on.
Nan Mu ignored those people, frowned, and left!
Gone?
Go? Go!
Looking at Nan Mu's receding figure, everyone's pupils widened in disbelief. What happened? She just left like that?
Without saying a word, he reached out and hurt someone?
Yes, injured?
Thinking of this group of people, they quickly turned their attention to the boy lying on the ground who had fainted from the pain. Even though he had fainted, his brows were still furrowed and his whole face was distorted.
After this time, the principal finally spoke up, "What are you standing there for? Help him up and take him to the hospital."
Everyone seemed to react at this point and quickly started sending the person to the hospital.
The rest of the group, like Chu An and Xia Yao, stood there in a daze.
Lan Euan's actions really surprised them.
Everything that happened when he woke up seemed unreal. How could that weak, always self-deprecating woman suddenly possess such a strong aura and even injure a man who was stronger than him with her bare hands?
This is too weird.
It's like... being possessed.
Xia Yao looked up at the man with delicate features and said softly, "Brother An, what's going on?"
After the initial shock, Chu Ao felt that all this was done by Nan Mu, who was not presentable enough, and she wanted to use this to show off. Who knew how many times she had imagined this kind of scene in her mind.
It's simply laughable.
Feng Chuanmo touched Song Siyao's hair and said soothingly, "Don't worry, it's nothing. It's just a little trick that can't be put on the table."
Song Siyao nodded, but she felt uneasy. The Nan Mu just now was completely different from the Nan Mu before. The look in his eyes when he looked at her was always terrifying.
…
Nan Mu stumbled out of the school gate and could no longer hold on. Her head was in so much pain that it felt like it was about to explode.
If she took one more step, she might not be able to hold on and would fall down.
She hadn't figured out what was going on yet, so she couldn't faint, absolutely not.
Besides, if this was a dream, then if she closed her eyes, she might never wake up again. This was absolutely not allowed.
With this thought in mind, Lu Beixiu held on to the last bit of her willpower and leaned against the wall. She originally wanted to give herself some support, to catch her breath, to regain some energy, and then do other things.
But she didn't expect that as soon as she leaned against the wall, huge pain rushed through her nerve endings.
She was born a killer and has been wandering in the dark world for many years, suffering countless injuries.
When it comes to pain tolerance, she says she’s second, and no one dares to say she’s first.
Even if he had been stabbed or shot, he had never felt such unbearable pain.
It hurt so much that he couldn't support his body. He could only let the huge pain consume him.
Some fragments began to flash through my originally confused mind.
A frail woman, standing alone, held a carefully written love letter, stood on a high podium and began to read it.
Her voice was soft and gentle, and her steady voice could not hide her excitement.
"I know you are the moon hanging in the sky, and I am just a blade of grass that only dares to bloom late at night. I am humble, I am not outstanding, but this blade of grass of mine blooms only for you, forever in the dark night, hidden under your afterglow, silently guarding you."
"Chu An, Chu An, your name is my thought. I miss you all the time, Chu An, my brother An."
The shy girl was kicked to the ground before she had read half of the love letter.
The students in the class gathered around her, pointed at her nose, laughed at her, mocked her and cursed her.
Behind the group of people was Xia Yao, with a smug smile on his face.
The scene changed.
The girl appeared on the playground again, silently following the dazzling school hunk like a guardian angel. But even so, he would be viciously kicked to the ground. The girl continued to point at his nose, laugh at her, and curse her.
The scene changed again.
The girl, holding another love letter in her hand, walked up to the second floor of the auditorium in front of all the teachers and students in the school. She opened the love letter and was about to read it when she didn't pay attention and fell down.
Then those people started laughing, swearing and cursing again.
These fragments, like a movie, flashed through Nan Mu's mind one by one.
Nan Mu suddenly opened his eyes.
There was coldness in his eyes, so cold that it penetrated into one's bones and blood.
Reborn.
She was reborn!
He was reborn into the body of a girl with the same name and surname as him, a girl who was only eighteen years old.
When she fell from the second floor, she was probably killed by those people, so her soul drifted here and was reborn in this girl.
Since God doesn't want him to die and gives him a chance to be reborn, he can't waste it.
Nan Mu, this poor girl, is also called Nan Mu. They have the same name and surname as her, so they are really destined to be together.
Chapter 3
Xia, right? Chu An, right? Those students who were shouting about the perfect match, right? From now on, she won’t let them bully her anymore. She will help the real Nan Mu, seek justice, and return everything she owes to her little by little.
Nan Mu stood up with the help of the wall, stretched out her hands and looked at them. The girl's skin was very white, and her fingers were slender, very much like a model's fingers.
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