Chapter 10 Nobody texted me today.
After venting all the fear she had endured over the past few days, Gu Nanqiu immediately regretted it.
This will cause trouble for her and Yue Yiyue.
They are not normal people.
This unease reached its peak when he saw his classmate behind him revert to his paper doll form.
She seems to have messed things up again, dragging Yue Yiyue into a dangerous situation once more.
She glanced at Yue Yiyue behind her with a somewhat confused look.
Yue Yiyue noticed the regret in Gu Nanqiu's brown eyes, and even her face paled slightly. She pulled her into her arms and said, "We'll deal with whatever comes our way. Nothing will happen."
Although the plot has fallen apart like this, Yue Yiyue, who has read the original novel, understands that this world is just so biased towards Gu Nanqiu.
If any other cannon fodder said this, their graves would be overgrown with weeds.
Clatter—
The sound of the classroom door opening shattered the tranquility of the entire area.
Something seemed to be constantly surging within the classroom, heading towards the door.
The paper figure behind her stared intently at Gu Zhi.
They were afraid she would run away.
Ah... Nanqiu cried. We must get rid of it, right now.
Nan Qiu told me not to appear in front of her.
The paper figures passed through Gu Nanqiu and Yue Yiyue in an orderly fashion, and they roughly pushed Gu Zhi into the classroom.
Knowing full well that she was guilty, Gu Zhi stared intently at Gu Nanqiu, trying to memorize Nanqiu's current expression before she could see it again... She messed up, she messed up... She was a sinner...
The white hand covered Gu Zhi's eyes, completely cutting off her sight.
Another thud.
The door closed.
Yue Yiyue looked at the paper figures standing guard at the door, hugged Gu Nanqiu with one arm, and asked in confusion, "What are you doing? What are you going to do to her?"
The paper figure blinked its eyes, formed from a drop of ink, and squeezed out human-like syllables from its fragile throat: "Deal with...deal with...she made Nanqiu sad."
"Damn it."
Upon hearing this, Gu Nanqiu looked at Yue Yiyue in disbelief.
Because of her words, a living, breathing person is about to pass away.
Her legs were so weak that her tears made her even more pitiful.
"It's just a paper figure." Yue Yiyue's free hand had somehow acquired a wet wipe.
She carefully wiped away the tears on Gu Nanqiu's face and said again, "Don't blame yourself, it's just a paper doll."
"Let them know where your bottom line is, and perhaps they won't inexplicably think you're someone's appendage in the future."
"Besides, you are not anyone's appendage; you are Gu Nanqiu."
"You don't need to rely on anyone or anything, Gu Zhi just said that, didn't she?"
Realizing that he and Gu Nanqiu wouldn't be considered as targets for their hunt, Yue Yiyue relaxed his guard and gently coaxed the person in his arms.
As for that paper figure named Gu Zhi, her actions can only be described as getting what she wanted.
Nan Qiu is truly soft-hearted; she's still upset about this at this point. If it were her, she'd probably be secretly relieved.
No wonder her identity is that of a vicious cannon fodder.
Yue Yiyue stroked Gu Nanqiu's cheek: "After the commotion inside subsides, I'll open the door, just like you protected me back then. How about I do it this time?"
"They are just lifeless paper figures, and we will definitely leave this place."
"Nanqiu, school is about to start."
Yue Yiyue swallowed hard. She was afraid that Gu Nanqiu would break down here, which would allow some people to take advantage of the situation, brainwash Gu Nanqiu, and keep her here.
The plot is already such a mess, she refuses to believe it can get any more chaotic.
“We’re going back together, so let’s use everything we can before they find a chance to kill us, okay?”
"If you can't bear to do it, I'll be the bad guy."
"I didn't pay attention to your emotions. I'm sorry. All I could think about was how to get back quickly and how not to die in there. I'm sorry. If you have anything that's making you sad, tell me. I can listen."
I can't be a confidante.
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Yue Yiyue had prepared himself mentally when he pushed open the classroom door, but he was still surprised to see two people casually wrapped in white cloth, as if Jesus were on the crucifixion.
She felt her stomach churning.
That was... the class monitor... and Gu Zhi.
I don't know what they went through, but they were both disemboweled, each had several pieces taken out, and then they were made into a new human shape before being nailed to the blackboard.
What's even more horrifying is that half of their faces didn't contort with the pain of death.
Instead, he wore a strange smile.
It's as if they saw something that made them happiest before they died.
Next to him was a cute dove head drawn in white chalk.
Pigeon head.....
“A leap…” came a kitten-like voice from my arms.
"It's nothing serious, don't look up." Yue Yiyue steadied his slightly trembling voice: "Don't worry about the squad leader coming to bother me."
It's already dead, so it won't cause any trouble.
Here, everyone who makes Gu Nanqiu sad will receive this kind of punishment?
Will I be next?
Will I be the next one nailed to it?
Gu Nanqiu tried to struggle out of Yue Yiyue's arms to see what was going on.
Yue Yiyue pressed him down, saying, "You'll have nightmares."
Because of what happened with Wang Yong yesterday, Yue Yiyue's SAN value increased, and she didn't get inexplicably attacked. She even had the leisure to praise herself for her improved courage without vomiting.
After she had gathered her thoughts, she patted Gu Nanqiu on the shoulder.
"The squad leader is dead."
"Don't look, okay? Just leave it like this. I'll take you somewhere else first."
Where Yue Yiyue couldn't see, the murky eyes on the blackboard moved, staring intently at Gu Nanqiu, who was being protected in Yue Yiyue's arms, filled with jealousy and resentment.
He was also filled with regret for his failure.
Why doesn't Gu Nanqiu accept them, but instead stands with this damned, disgusting lower class?
What right do I have to hold her...?
On what grounds?
The fact that the lower class didn't allow such filth to pollute Nan Qiu's eyes was something that made her somewhat satisfied.
If Nan Qiu were to see such disgusting trash, Yue Yiyue would deserve to die a hundred or a thousand times over.
They coldly watched as the lower class, who were clearly terrified but still gritted their teeth and controlled themselves to lead Gu Nanqiu away from the classroom door.
"Who will be next?"
you?
I?
But it wouldn't be Gu Nanqiu.
It took a lot of effort to get here.
Of course, they want to be with us for all eternity.
Lifetimes upon lifetimes.
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The paper figure looked at Yue Yiyue, who was about to leave, and said, "Classes will proceed as normal. We will ensure this place is clean and that Gu Nanqiu won't see it."
The paper figure paused, then smiled lightly at Yue Yiyue: "At least we won't do anything to you until Gu Nanqiu gets tired of you, but don't even think about taking him away."
"She belongs to us."
The person in his arms did not react, and Yue Yiyue immediately realized that only she could hear what he was saying.
“No, she doesn’t belong to you.” Yue Yiyue stopped and said firmly to the paper figure, “She doesn’t belong to anyone.”
We cannot allow this to be accepted as fact. Once it spreads and becomes accepted, we have no idea what will happen to Gu Nanqiu afterwards.
The paper figure stared at the ungrateful inferior before it: "Is that so? We'll see if you live to see that day."
"I will. I will not only live to see that day, but I will also go out with Gu Nanqiu."
"It's only natural that we can get out."
The soft cooing of pigeons in the corridor interrupted the conversation.
A pure white pigeon with red eyes stood on the railing, tilting its head to look at Yue Yiyue, but its gaze was more focused on the paper figure behind it.
Then the pigeon flew away as if nothing had happened, as if it had just taken a short rest there.
Three regular bell rings suddenly sounded in the teaching building, and Yue Yiyue lowered his eyes, lost in thought.
The corridor became lively again, with students carrying backpacks heading towards different classrooms.
Everything seemed to have returned to normal.
Yue Yiyue is absolutely certain that his account was not reset.
The pigeons had completely disappeared from sight.
The footsteps grew louder as they approached, finally stopping beside Yue Yiyue. Fan Ning looked at Yue Yiyue timidly, her worry genuine: "What's wrong with Nan Qiu? Is she feeling unwell?"
Just as Gu Nanqiu was about to look up, Yue Yiyue pressed her into his arms expressionlessly: "No, I was just exercising my arm strength."
"I see..." Fan Ning didn't understand, but didn't say anything more: "By the way, a new student came today, and she kept asking the students here if anyone had seen Gu Nanqiu."
"Seeing how anxious she was, I told her which class Gu Nanqiu was in."
"By the way, that person is in Class 3, right next to ours. If you know him, you can go and check him out."
After saying this, Fan Ning walked back to the classroom, as if she had simply come to talk about this matter.
After everyone left, Gu Nanqiu peeked out from Yue Yiyue's arms, her eyes still wet from crying and her cheeks flushed: "Could it be Wang Xiaoyan and Zhang Yang?"
"Let's go look for her together after class!"
"Find them quickly." Gu Nanqiu forced herself to stay calm. "I'll control my emotions for the next few days. Something like what just happened won't happen again, and I won't hold you back."
"No." Yue Yiyue awkwardly patted Gu Nanqiu, and after thinking for a while, he managed to squeeze out a comforting word: "Besides, you also let us know some new information, didn't you? Don't worry, I also know a little secret, but I can't tell you right now."
It turns out that Gu Nanqiu won't lay a hand on her until he gets tired of her, which gives her more options.
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Inside Class 3, Zhang Yang looked at Gu Nanqiu standing at the door. She covered her mouth, and tears streamed down her face.
She hurried toward the door, but was stopped by a classmate.
"Don't forget what you promised us." She looked at the flustered Zhang Yang and warned him threateningly, "There are some things you can't let anyone know, you know the consequences."
Zhang Yang nodded with a gloomy face.
It doesn't matter, as long as I can see Gu Nanqiu.
As long as Gu Nanqiu is alright, she's willing to do anything.
The people blocking the way finally moved aside, and Zhang Yang rushed towards the door. Ignoring Yue Yiyue, she took Gu Nanqiu directly to a deserted corner.
She cautiously looked around, and Yue Yiyue followed, but wisely didn't get too close.
“Nanqiu, I’m here, we’re here. Don’t worry, Wang Xiaoyan is here too. Only Zhao Heyi… Zhao Heyi brought us here.”
"He had made all the preparations beforehand, and deliberately lured us here so that he could trap you here."
In this place, Zhang Yang did not hide her emotions. She sobbed and cursed Zhao Heyi, saying he was brain-dead, sick, and deserved to die.
Unable to accept that she and Gu Nanqiu did not get into the same school, and fearing that she would never see Gu Nanqiu again after they parted ways, she set up this scheme.
In the shadows, Zhang Yang reached out to cover his face, not wanting Gu Nanqiu to see his disheveled state.
In the shadows where no one could see, a small, pure white feather fell from the sky and blended into Zhang Yang's shadow.
Who would allow him to have Gu Nanqiu all to himself?
There is no one.
Anything that gets in her way, she will remove herself.
include......
Zhang Yang peeked through the gap in his hand at Yue Yiyue, who was standing not far away waiting for Gu Nanqiu. She stood there blankly, like a piece of wood that knew nothing.
Bathed in sunlight, her red and black school uniform didn't make her look particularly smart. Her face wasn't outstanding, with freckles, and she wasn't particularly thin, but her upright posture might make her stand out in a crowd.
Yue Yiyue is too ordinary.
She wasn't qualified; she wasn't qualified to stand beside Nan Qiu.
Inferior people...
Inferior people...
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