"Why didn't you come down after you finished the call?"
Ye Qingyan and Yang Tao, wrapped in bath towels, walked to Zhen Tian's side, each holding a cup.
They stared at Zhen Tian for a long time, and even after the phone call ended, they were still fiddling with something.
"You should try some too. This fruit wine I bought this time has a super rich flavor." The peach-pink liquid was poured into the glass in front of Zhen Tian.
"Let me see some self-defense tools." Zhen Tian showed the two of them the page of the red software: "How about this one, which is half pen and half knife? I heard it can even pass through security."
"There's also this one, the other end is an impact head, made of titanium steel or something, they say it's very useful."
"And this, the alarm."
"Why buy this thing?" Ye Qingyan and Yang Tao were dazzled by the sight.
“I told Zhizhi about school, and he told us to be careful. I think this might come in handy.” Zhen Tian pointed to the items on her phone: “I’ve placed an order. I’ll buy one for you too; it won’t take up much space in your bags.”
"It's no use, I have bodyguards with me, what am I afraid of?" Ye Qingyan swirled her wine glass.
"What if there are places the bodyguards can't see? It's better to be careful."
Zhen Tian bought everything she saw.
"Let's just treat this as suicide. If it were anything else, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to sleep." Yang Tao downed the wine in her glass in one gulp: "I feel terrified just imagining it."
"Don't worry, I've got your back." Ye Qingyan patted her chest. "The family's security company is no pushover. You can stay here for a while; as long as we're together, everything will be fine."
“Yeah, I also feel that things aren’t very safe at school right now.” Yang Tao shivered. “I can’t take it anymore, I need to go in and take a shower. It’s too cold, and the temperature difference between day and night is quite large.”
"I'll go too." Zhen Tian followed after she finished shopping.
Ye Qingyan finished the rest of the wine in the bottle and looked at the lights of thousands of homes in the distance: "Ah, it's so good to be alive."
...
Time flies, and before they knew it, they had completed half of their semester's classes.
The passing of those three girls' lives seemed to gradually fade into the past, until even the dust settled. They vanished completely.
In the end, the police still closed the case as a suicide.
Because all three little girls seemed to have committed suicide because they were heartbroken.
When Zhen Tian received the news from Jin Ze, she kept sighing.
The campus has returned to its usual tranquility.
but.
A month later, four more girls died in the school within a week.
The principal nearly choked on his breath when he heard the news. What kind of school could have students die one after another in just a few months? This was not only a provocation to his job, but also a provocation to a century-old institution of higher education.
Not only did the principal take it seriously, but the police also had to pay attention to this matter.
The suicide rate in China is not low each year, but it is not as outrageous as this.
Both were girls from the same arts university, and importantly, both had experienced heartbreak. This forced the police to turn their attention to another area.
pua.
Pick-up Artist, literally speaking, is a person who can pick up girls. It has expanded from simply striking up a conversation to the entire process of getting to know someone, and has evolved to mainly involve: striking up a conversation (initial acquaintance), attraction (interaction), establishing contact, escalating the relationship, until intimate contact occurs and the relationship is established.
Initially, this novel learning program was designed to help men and women who struggle with romantic relationships or interacting with the opposite sex to communicate and connect with others more freely. The intention was good.
Until some people saw a business opportunity in it. They transformed it into packaging themselves through systematic learning, practice, and continuous self-improvement of emotional intelligence. Some foreign criminal gangs took advantage of the mentality of learning English or having a foreign partner to lure others into their relationships. Through deception and brainwashing, they deceived others' feelings and achieved their goal of having sexual relations with them.
This incident gradually evolved into a terrorist activity. That's no exaggeration.
The police began to investigate from this angle.
When Zhen Tian and Ye Qingyan heard the news, they were devastated.
"So, it's quite possible that these girls were all manipulated by others and then committed suicide because they couldn't cope?" Yang Tao's chopsticks fell onto the table.
"That should be the case. But I still have my doubts." Zhen Tian nodded and stuffed the meatball into her mouth.
"Holy crap, this is something else entirely." Ye Qingyan shook her head, incredulous.
"I don't know what's going on, let's not investigate it. Anyway, it has nothing to do with us." Zhen Tian finished the food on her plate. "If we think about it with bad intentions, it's actually quite good. That way, we won't have to worry about our safety. After all, none of us have been in contact with the opposite sex."
"That's true, that's true." Ye Qingyan patted her chest. "Looks like I need to keep my eyes open when dating men." This is fucking terrifying.
"Hey, Ye, we meet again. What a coincidence."
Wang Zhixiang walked out from a corner of the cafeteria.
"I don't think it's a coincidence." Ye Qingyan rolled her eyes. "Didn't I tell you already? I'm not interested in you. I've made myself perfectly clear."
“But I think I can still try.” The boy didn’t get angry or embarrassed by the rejection; his attitude remained gentle, polite, and even a little humorous: “I really have nothing to do with that girl. I don’t like her either; it’s just that she’s the one who’s bothering me.”
"I like girls like you, bright and generous. You should know that she is not my type after comparing her to me."
"But I don't have a good impression of men who can't even say no." Ye Qingyan didn't want to get entangled with him.
"I didn't want to refuse her because I was afraid of hurting a little girl's feelings. I think you can understand me, right?" Wang Zhixiang stopped her.
"I don't understand. I have nothing to do with you, so why should I understand anything?"
Ye Qingyan looked Wang Zhixiang up and down: "To be honest, you really don't fit my aesthetic standards."
"Then why did you give me your WeChat ID before?" the man asked, disbelieving.
"You looked much more normal two months ago than you do now." Ye Qingyan clicked her tongue twice. "You'd better not waste your time on me. That girl is quite cute; you might like her if you get to know her better."
Ye Qingyan waved, and Zhen Tian and Yang Tao followed her away.
"I think we're acting like lackeys right now," Zhen Tian whispered to Yang Tao.
"Add one. But I still feel a bit proud. Am I a psychopath?"
"No, I can vouch for it."
Zhen Tian and Yang Tao smiled happily.
"Beautiful lady, just give in to me." Once they were in a secluded spot, Yang Tao reached out and teased Ye Qingyan.
"Get away, I refuse." Ye Qingyan shook off the hand that was pinching her chin.
"You seem to be having a lot of romantic luck lately, like you're on fire."
"That's just bad luck in love."
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