"If you have something to say, say it. If not, please go away! We don't welcome you!" Xiaoru said indifferently.
"Hehe, I haven't seen you for many years. You seem to be in a bad mood." Lan Ruo sat on the sofa with his legs crossed.
He took out a cigarette and started smoking as if he was not seeing anything.
In a smoke-filled gap, Xiaoru frowned: This person has changed.
There was hatred in her eyes.
The person on her shoulders was too heavy, and after just a moment, she could no longer bear it.
"I'm telling you, why don't you send him back to the room first? I won't eat you!" She laughed softly, blowing out a smoke ring from her mouth from time to time.
Gives people a sense of laziness.
Xiaoru stood there stubbornly for a while, and when she saw that the person was not going to leave, she dragged him to the room.
When I came out again, there was another person in the room.
Looks like a bodyguard!
She instantly became alert: "What on earth do you want to do?"
"What?" Lan Ruo repeated.
The cigarette butt in his hand made a crackling sound when placed in his palm.
Xiaoru was frightened and her eyes were panicked for a moment.
"What are you afraid of? What's this little injury?"
Lan Ruo smiled and threw the extinguished cigarette butt on the coffee table as if nothing had happened.
She lifted up her expensive skirt.
Scars covered her body, crisscrossing her fair body like countless centipedes crawling on it.
Xiaoru glanced at him and frowned, "I'm not interested in your affairs. If you get sick, please go to the hospital."
Ever since the incident many years ago was exposed, Xiaoru no longer considers Lanruo as a good friend.
Even if she died in front of her, she wouldn't even look at her.
The greatest shame in her life was being backstabbed by her best friend.
Lan Ruo continued with her movements until she was completely exposed.
She pointed to the scar on her lower abdomen and said, "I stabbed myself during my first year abroad. I missed you guys so much."
“They won’t give me back, and I guess after I die, they can’t stop me.
I almost died, but unfortunately, I was saved."
She pointed to the scratch on her wrist and said, "This is the second year I got it. My life is so dull, as quiet as a pool of clear water, without any waves.
I thought I should find something to do, so I stabbed myself, and bright red blood rushed out, a brilliant red, very beautiful.
She touched every centipede on her body and said with a smile, "Do you know where these came from?"
So calm!
This is totally not Lan Ruo's character.
Xiaoru felt creepy for the first time.
Xiaoru did not answer her question, but just stared at her warily.
Lan Ruo waited for a while, and seeing that the other person wasn't about to speak, she chuckled softly, as if she had known this would happen.
Thor, she frowned and looked at Xiaoru, her frightened pupils meeting hers.
He said happily: "Don't be afraid, I said I won't hurt you!"
"Since you don't ask, I'll tell you myself."
"After my wrist-cutting attempt failed, I was sent to a private training center."
Training center?
A hint of surprise flashed across Xiaoru's eyes.
She had never seen one, but she had heard that there were many such correctional institutions abroad, which claimed to help people correct their mistakes, but in fact carried out many violent acts in secret.
"Surprised?" Lan Ruo stared at her intently, then looked away and said, "I feel quite surprised. I was sent in by my own biological father, and he wanted me to become normal before I could come out.
There, I was asked questions every day. If I answered incorrectly, I would be beaten. Sometimes it was electric shock, sometimes it was whipping, and sometimes it was waterboarding.
After being beaten so many times, I learned some ways to survive, and I began to figure out the answers they wanted me to give.
After making mistakes again and again, I finally came to the correct answer.
Half a month ago, I passed the assessment of the correctional institution and walked out of there.
When my father saw me, he thought I had reformed and was very happy, praising me as a smart child.
Little did I know that it was just my mask, what an idiot I am."
She cursed in disgust, then looked at Xiaoru with a smile.
"Do you know what keeps me going?"
Xiaoru's sixth sense told her that this thought was definitely not a good thing, and she immediately said, "I don't want to know. After I finish my story, please leave. We need to rest!"
Lan Ruo pretended not to hear and walked towards Xiao Ru, muttering with regret: "Why don't you feel sorry for me? You used to be the best to me."
Xiaoru didn't want to get too close to her, so she took a few steps back silently.
As the distance grew farther and farther, Lan Ruo's smiling eyes suddenly darkened. She grabbed Xiao Ru's hair and said in a deep voice, "Why are you hiding?"
"Aren't you happy to see me back safely?"
"Do you think I should be happy for someone who stabbed me in the back?" Xiaoru endured the pain and looked at her.
"Backstab?" Lan Ruo thought for a moment, then said in a low, hoarse voice, with a smile: "That seems to be true. Then forget it, let's just be enemies!"
"Bang!"
After she finished speaking, Lan Ruo was pulled by her and thrown to the ground.
The girl who once disliked exercise became extremely strong.
Xiaoru had no ability to resist at all.
"hiss!"
The slender fingers were trampled under the devil's feet.
Xiaoru held back and didn't scream out.
His eyes were filled with pity, and he said sarcastically, "You are so pitiful!"
Lan Ruo was not angry this time, but smiled: "Yes, I am really pitiful, so can you please love me?"
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