Chapter 206 Evil Spirit 2
During the break, all the classmates crowded to the window. White ice flowers fell from the sky and landed all over the ground. The path in front of the Qinxue Building was instantly covered with snowflakes. The cold wind seeped in through the window. Jiang Chunmian rubbed his arms, which were covered with goose bumps, took out the school uniform from the hole in the desk, and put it on.
It's still very cold.
Jiang Chunmian frowned and hunched her shoulders. A doubt emerged in her mind, but disappeared in an instant. She pinched her thin school uniform with her fingers. She gritted her teeth and endured it, but finally couldn't stand the cold temperature, so she pushed open the back door and went straight to the office.
The homeroom teacher said, "No winter uniforms? Okay, I'll ask if there are any extra ones. Just wait a minute... Yes, you're lucky! There's only one left. The life teacher is coming over soon. Wait in the office!"
Instead, he chatted gossip with the female teacher opposite him.
"...You know that girl who just came in? She teaches Chinese to the first grade. When she came to the school for the interview, there were people who were even better than her, but she was chosen..." The head teacher raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled disdainfully, "...I heard she has a relationship with the Dean of Academic Affairs! Don't tell anyone else about this. I'm only telling you!"
The teacher opposite showed an understanding expression and shared the same gossip with the head teacher.
Then, their conversation shifted from the unknown secrets of the school to the winter vacation.
The head teacher complained, "You're the best! Winter vacation is only seven days long, and I have to come to school every day to supervise their studies."
"...Zhang Yanhui is the only one in your class who studies well. Our school is counting on him to improve our admission rate next year. His grades are good, so he should be able to get into a good university..."
The head teacher muttered, "He did well on the test, but I didn't give him any reward!" Then he whispered, "Principal Wang will be transferred next spring. I heard the new principal is known for her strictness and focuses on student performance. If she comes, can we get a raise on our salaries..."
Jiang Chunmian was forced to listen to a bunch of gossip and thought to herself, these two people are really careless. If they talk in private, should they at least avoid her? She had no intention of exploring other people's thoughts, especially the teachers'. She slowly emptied her mind, staring at the glass window filled with snow fog, her brows slightly furrowed.
We know that it is winter now and winter vacation is coming soon.
But why doesn’t the time match the time in Jiang Chunmian’s memory?
She remembered that after the college entrance examination results came out, her parents had a fierce quarrel, their relationship broke down, and they got two divorce certificates. Jiang Chunmian spent the summer vacation at home and couldn't stand the empty house anymore, so she packed up and returned to her hometown. At that time, her grandmother was still alive, so Jiang Chunmian accompanied her grandmother through her last days of life and settled her grandmother's funeral affairs. When spring came, she completed the transfer procedures and then reported to the school.
She clenched her fist and hit her head.
Could it be that she was so sad about her grandmother's death that she lost track of time?
Jiang Chunmian is not the type to dwell on trivial matters. After figuring out the most likely outcome, she stopped exploring the oddities in the details. The life teacher arrived soon. Jiang Chunmian put on her winter school uniform, and her limbs, soaked in the cold, were instantly wrapped in warm clothes. She rubbed her hands, thanked the teacher, and returned to the classroom to continue studying.
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After finishing the last set of exercises, Jiang Chunmian looked up. All the classmates had left and the classroom was empty. Her learning task was completed, but she was not in a hurry and slowly packed her schoolbag.
Leave the classroom.
There were two people blocking the way right in front.
"Zhang Yanhui, I like you!"
The girl holding the love letter was beautiful, not wearing a school uniform. She stood out against the sea of blue and white. Her thick black curly hair made her face look pale. She blushed and confessed, "I've liked you for a long time. Can you like me too?"
Seeing that Zhang Yanhui didn't move, Bai Jing anxiously reached out to tug at his sleeve. Zhang Yanhui stepped back, and Bai Jing's hand missed. Suddenly, tears filled her eyes with grievance, and she said angrily, "Do you think I'm not good enough in school? Then be my boyfriend, and I'll listen to everything you say from now on!"
Jiang Chunmian's position was very clever. In front of her was a tung tree covered with snowflakes, and next to her was the teaching building. She stood at the door, and the road extended forward. Fresh green holly was planted on both sides of the road, while the two people were at the end of the road. It seemed that Zhang Yanhui was blocked by Bai Jing on the way out.
She was hesitating whether to continue moving forward when suddenly a loud noise was heard beside her ears. She immediately opened her eyes wide and looked forward.
Zhang Yanhui avoided Bai Jing's approach and retreated backwards, bumping into the tung tree behind him, which immediately startled the snow piled on the branches. When Jiang Chunmian saw clearly, Zhang Yanhui had left his original position and kept slapping the white snow that fell on his head.
"We are students now, and we should focus on studying." Zhang Yanhui was thin, and the cold snowflakes fell all over his head and face. His cheeks were instantly frozen red, and his dark and lustrous eyes showed a bit of impatience, but he still said good-temperedly: "Sorry, please find someone else you like!"
After saying that, he left wrapped in cold snow.
Jiang Chunmian came to the new class. Apart from studying without paying attention to anything else, she heard a few comments about Zhang Yanhui in the office. She also looked at the class rankings. Zhang Yanhui was the top student and a good student. Time was very important now. The college entrance examination was only a few months away. She secretly agreed with Zhang Yanhui's behavior in her heart.
Nothing can interfere with learning.
Jiang Chunmian hadn't slept well, perhaps because she'd found a fly in her fast food dinner the previous night. It was so cold, and yet there were still flies! Also, the people at the nearby fast food restaurant had been slacking off lately, and the buns she'd bought that morning were cold. All of this had left Jiang Chunmian feeling lethargic, and she decided to cook for herself from now on.
It was a morning like any other. She was mumbling about her daily vocabulary assignment when she bumped into someone at the door of the Qinxue Building.
"Hiss——" Jiang Chunmian woke up instantly.
She sat on the ground, holding her waist. A hand came across her face, and at the same time, a slightly hoarse voice rang out, "I'm sorry! Let me help you up."
Jiang Chunmian took his arm, stood up, thanked him, and leaned aside with his schoolbag in his arms.
I lowered my eyes and saw the dark top of my head.
The boy was wearing a winter school uniform. The thick blue and white uniform wrapped around his slender body. His fingers sticking out of his pockets were white and rosy, with distinct joints. He picked up the vocabulary book that fell on the ground and wiped the snow off the surface with his sleeves.
Then, he smiled apologetically, "I was distracted and didn't see. Where are you hurt? I'll take you to the school hospital."
In Zhang Yanhui's eyes, Jiang Chunmian's silence was so painful that she couldn't speak. In fact, Jiang Chunmian stared at the overly fair boy in front of her and always felt that something was strange, but she couldn't put it into words. When the sun broke through the clouds and the bright light shone on the boy's face, her fingers holding the bag strap trembled.
Zhang Yanhui pursed his lips slightly, revealing dimples on his cheeks. His moist and bright black pupils were filled with obvious anxiety and apology. The light filtering through the clouds illuminated his facial features, and a blush appeared on his pale cheeks. In the short time that the two looked at each other, he covered his mouth and coughed twice, slightly distancing himself from Jiang Chunmian.
The request to take her to the infirmary was made again.
Jiang Chunmian came back to his senses and waved his hand to refuse, "It's my problem. I'm fine, no need to go to the infirmary."
Zhang Yanhui covered his mouth, his face reddening as he coughed. Jiang Chunmian quickly said, "I'm really fine! You can go first."
She stared at the boy's back and always felt that he seemed familiar, but there was a layer of black mist in her memory, so she could not remember where she had seen him. Maybe it was because he was good-looking, and good-looking people always have similarities.
She no longer cared about the strange feeling of fear that arose from the bottom of her heart. She let out a breath. There was no one around. She quietly rubbed her lower back which was hurt by the fall, and followed Zhang Yanhui into the classroom.
The atmosphere in the class was a bit weird. Jiang Chunmian never cared about what was happening around her. As long as it didn't affect her, she was fine. She opened her notebook to review the wrong questions as usual. During the morning self-study session, there was a noise coming from the corridor.
Being closest to the back door, Jiang Chunmian was the most affected. She covered her ears and endured for a moment, then stood up and closed the back door directly. The moment the door closed, her eyes swept over the boys standing against the wall in the aisle.
The boys were either standing or squatting at the door, not wearing school uniforms and with colorful hair. This school was a middle school built in the town. Although it was the best school in Tanhua Town, its management was much worse than that of the middle schools in the city.
The most important of these is the management of students. As long as students don't do anything too out of line, the patrolling teachers will mostly pretend not to see it.
The students in the corridor were obviously not under the teacher's supervision, so they were allowed to make noise in the corridor.
When Jiang Chunmian's neck ached from reading, he finally heard some conversations about the boys outside the door.
The boy at the front table said, "...That's Fang Zhengxiang, right? He was the one who booked the entire cinema for Bai Jing's birthday and treated her to a movie!"
"His family is very rich. The motorcycle he usually drives must be worth hundreds of thousands!"
"What's the use of having money? The goddess still doesn't like him..."
"So what kind does the goddess like?"
"Of course it's... someone like Zhang Yanhui! Good at studying and handsome. Let me tell you, last night Daqiang and I were playing basketball on the playground. We left school late and happened to run into Goddess Bai confessing her love to Zhang Yanhui... Ah!"
The boy at the front desk had his collar lifted up. The group of boys squatting outside the door waited until the bell for morning self-study rang, then came to the classroom and heard every word the boy at the front desk said.
Fang Zhengxiang's eyes were fierce. "Tell me! Who is Zhang Yanhui?"
The boy at the front table pointed forward with a trembling finger.
His desk was kicked hard, and after his collar was freed, he immediately hid behind the desk like a quail, trembling all over.
Zhang Yanhui was taken out by Fang Zhengxiang.
The first class, the second class... Zhang Yanhui didn't come back. During this time, Jiang Chunmian's eyes swept across the empty desk from time to time, and a feeling of uneasiness arose.
Based on the known information, Zhang Yanhui was most likely taken away by the group of boys to be taught a lesson.
Fang Zhengxiang has a handsome appearance and comes from a wealthy family. He is the center of attention in the small town and is naturally proud of himself. The girl he likes turns a blind eye to his love confessions, but instead confesses her love to someone else right under his nose. The fire suppressed in his heart finally erupts, unstoppable like a volcano.
Men's restroom.
The side of Zhang Yanhui's face was stained with dirt from the soles of his shoes, and his bony bones were trembling. He was lying on the ground curled up in a ball. He was soaked by the falling snow last night. He had a cold this morning, and now he was hit by the cold water in the toilet, and his face was flushed.
Fang Zhengxiang pulled Bai Jing's wrist and pushed her forward, looking at Zhang Yanhui's miserable condition. "You still like him even though he's like this?"
Bai Jing pursed her lips and begged, "Don't do this, don't do this..."
Fang Zhengxiang sneered, released her wrist, and squatted in front of Zhang Yanhui. "You even dare to flirt with the person I like. I think you are desperate." He grabbed Zhang Yanhui's collar, which was soaked by cold water, and whispered in his ear with a smile: "Kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake. I will consider it... and let you go!"
The toilet floor was stained with mud from shoe soles, and the blue and white school uniform was soaked and stained. Zhang Yanhui had delicate features, but now her misty eyes were filled with a blank panic. Her lips parted as she slowly uttered a few indistinguishable words. Fang Zhengxiang leaned over to listen, and suddenly an angry voice rang out in his ears.
"You're dreaming!"
Zhang Yanhui used up his last bit of strength to grab Fang Zhengxiang's neck, threw him to the ground, pinned him down and punched him twice, causing the side of Fang Zhengxiang's face to be bruised and swollen. Then he was restrained by many hands and feet, and was hit by fists and kicks.
He hunched over to protect his head.
The glass-like world cracked, and the tears from his eyes shattered onto the ground. The crystal tears wrapped around his pride and swirled in his eye sockets. Reason told him to endure and apologize, but instinct told him not to bow his head. After he explained what happened last night and expressed that he had no habit of stealing other people's loved ones, he aroused the dissatisfaction of Fang Zhengxiang, who had always been sought after.
People like him are lawless and don't care about right or wrong. They will order the destruction of anything or anyone they dislike.
Resentment and resentment gnawed at Zhang Yanhui's chest like a poisonous snake.
The wall of the Qinxue Building slowly peeled off, revealing a bright red corner hidden deep inside. It was dazzling like a blood flower, with the strongest and most vicious smell. Zhang Yanhui felt that something in his mind was peeling off inch by inch, and his clear and bright black eyes gradually became dark and silent like the sky eroded by the night.
“Woo——”
“Woo——”
A deafening alarm suddenly sounded.
Jiang Chunmian hid in the corner, her palms sweating with nervousness. When she was using the toilet, she heard the sounds of punching and kicking from next door, and recalled the scene she had encountered with Zhang Yanhui in the morning... He was a nice guy with excellent academic performance, but he seemed to be still sick. Without thinking for long, she rushed to the office to tell the teacher.
But who knew that there was only a male teacher in the office, their math teacher Li De. Jiang Chunmian briefly explained the situation and asked the teacher to go to the toilet quickly to help. However, Li De said that the boys' fights were not within his jurisdiction, then he picked up the textbook and left the office.
Jiang Chunmian knew that Li De was afraid of Fang Zhengxiang, whose uncle was the school principal.
The toilet door opened, and Fang Zhengxiang and others rushed out. The students in the surrounding classrooms also left the classrooms to look for the source of the sound. Before they found the source of the sound, the dean and teachers who were attracted by the alarm came out of the corridor.
Seeing the teachers gathered here, Fang Zhengxiang didn't dare to continue what he had done before, even if he was lawless. He cursed inwardly, grabbed Bai Jing's wrist, and led his brothers away.
When Jiang Chunmian arrived at the toilet door, Zhang Yanhui had already sat up, his body covered in dirt and blood, his eyes dark and silent, and a heavy, stiff and cold aura wrapped around him.
He looked completely different from the shy and clean boy I saw this morning. He looked like a lifeless...
Corpse.
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