“There’s no end to the books.”
Qin Nuo leaned against a bookshelf and looked at Liao Youwei, who was sitting cross-legged on the floor, holding up his thick-lensed glasses while flipping through the pages of a book.
His eyes moved rapidly, his expression full of greed and desire. The knowledge in the book seemed like an addictive drug that made him intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.
He basically didn't hear a word Qin Nuo said.
He muttered, "The country is in need of talented people right now. My greatest hope in life is to contribute to this country. Even if it's just a little bit, it will be enough for me."
Qin Nuo listened, crossed his arms, thought of what the students in the class had said before, blinked, and suddenly asked, "Why do you have to read in the library?"
"Is it because you don't dare to be in class? What are you afraid of?"
As soon as these words came out, Liao Youwei's expression paused. He raised his head to look at Qin Nuo, then lowered his head and flipped through the book.
"Why are they maliciously plotting against you and joining forces to exclude you?"
Qin Nuo pinched his chin, as if talking to himself.
"I don't understand the situation, but from their tone, it seems like you've done something extremely evil. Did you criticize something? Or..."
Before he could finish his words, Liao Youwei suddenly clenched his hands around the book. Veins popped up on his neck. He raised his head and stared at Qin Nuo intently, "I didn't do anything!"
"I've never liked arguing with others since I was a child. I just wanted to do my own thing. Why are they so malicious towards me?"
"Why would you fabricate such rumors out of thin air? No matter how many times I explain, it's useless. Even though there's no evidence, just words spread by someone, everyone still believes them!"
Qin Nuo smiled inwardly at Liao Youwei's sudden excited words, squatted down, and patted his shoulder seriously: "I believe you."
"But you can't keep these things in your stomach forever, you have to spit them out eventually."
Qin Nuo said.
Liao Youwei shook his head: "I don't want to say."
"I don't care how they spread rumors. My dad always says that what happens to others is their business. Just do your own thing. Why bother worrying so much?"
He put the books back on the shelf, took another one down, and blew the dust off the cover.
"These reasons of your father... don't have any bullshit logic at all." Qin Nuo blinked and said directly.
"you!"
Liao Youwei raised his head and glared at Qin Nuo, but in the end he only uttered four words: "A rude man!"
"If I punch you now, will you not even say a word?"
"What do you think?" Qin Nuo asked calmly.
Liao Youwei shook his head: "I would think that no one would hit someone for no reason, because..."
Before he could finish his words, he was punched in the face and fell to the ground with his book falling to the side.
"What a coincidence. I don't need a reason to hit people. My hands are itching, so I hit anyone I see!" Qin Nuo pinched his fist joints and said lightly.
Liao Youwei sat up, wiped the corner of his mouth, and said, "You are just trying to make sense."
"Those students treated you like this, and you dare say you don't have any resentment at all? You may have imagined hundreds of ways to take revenge on them, so why bother pretending to be a saint?" Qin Nuo's eyes were sharp, and every word he said was like a needle tip, piercing into the flesh.
"I found a book in your seat. It had a lot of words like '** criminal' written on it. Which female classmate did you molest?"
Qin Nuo pulled a chair over from somewhere, sat down, crossed his legs and said.
Liao Youwei remained silent.
"Can you tell me the details? How did you molest me? How did you release the ugliness in your heart?" Qin Nuo continued to speak, and every word was like a sharp knife, stabbing the beating heart.
"If you don't tell me, I'll guess. I guess that girl was very beautiful. You met her, asked her to go to the woods, and drugged her to make her faint?"
Qin Nuo said with a smile, as if he completely regarded Liao Youwei as a tool for entertainment.
The insults continued, becoming increasingly more outrageous and detailed.
Even the Blood Eye Ghost couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "You're awesome, you're the best driver!"
Finally, Liao Youwei couldn't hold on any longer. Instead of standing up, punching Qin Nuo hard, and yelling at him to shut up, he held his head with his hands and begged him to stop talking.
Qin Nuo stopped talking and watched calmly.
His voice became hoarse, and a deep mark appeared on his throat. Liao Youwei's eyeballs suddenly bulged out, and a large amount of saliva came out of his mouth.
The face first became congested, then swollen and purple.
He fell to the ground and didn't move anymore.
A rope was put around Liao Youwei's neck at some point.
The other end of the rope is connected to the beam above.
In an instant, the living Liao Youwei turned into a hanged ghost?!
"Okay, I'll kill another one with my mouth. This skill is the most lethal." said the Blood Eye Ghost.
Qin Nuo looked up at the rope above his head, his face showing no sign of surprise.
He seemed to have guessed something and said, "This is the way to take Liao Youwei away."
"Do you know what happened to him?" asked the Blood-Eyed Ghost.
“All I can say is that when people are too kind, they will eventually do evil to others,” Qin Nuo said.
He deliberately provoked Liao Youwei with a few words, hoping to trigger the Eye of Analysis passively, and it actually worked.
"Liao Youwei's personality is completely opposite to his brother's. He has always loved to immerse himself in his own world and doesn't like to argue with anyone."
"His unique charm attracted several girls in the class. One girl expressed her love to him when they were alone, but was rejected. She tried various ways to get Liao Youwei's attention, but was still met with indifference."
"The girl became angry and started to insult Liao Youwei, but she found that no matter what she did, she couldn't anger him."
"She felt insulted and took off her clothes, but was violently pushed away. She then called the rest of her classmates and turned against Liao Youwei, pretending to be the victim of molestation."
"During the Republic of China period, one of the most hated things was naturally gangsters."
"When he was condemned and insulted by everyone, he did not explain. In his opinion, the innocent will be cleared, so why bother to explain so much."
"He wants to portray himself as someone without negative emotions, someone who faces everything with optimism and believes a smile can resolve all difficulties?"
"As a result, he underestimated public opinion and slander. The fierce words and malicious pranks constantly challenged his overly kind heart."
"He didn't want to be dominated by resentment, so he chose what he believed to be the most explanatory method: death."
“Is death redeemed?”
"It was useless. He died. All those unwarranted, ugly labels were completely attached to him."
"Whenever it's mentioned, people always say that a man named Liao Youwei chose to hang himself in order to repent and atone for his evil deeds!"
"Ugliness is always ugly. Goodness is the opposite, but it is also a strong medicine!"
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