Yi Mu stood up and walked towards the girl.
Just as he was about to reach the girl, her figure suddenly flashed and disappeared.
Yi Mu was taken aback. Concerned for the girl's safety, he quickly went over.
The girl's figure disappeared behind a rock. Just as Yi Mu was about to follow, Jian Yiying's voice suddenly rang out behind him.
"Don't bother looking for me, I'm the one who sent someone to find you."
Yi Mu turned around and met Jian Yiying's face, which was specially made up.
She was nothing like the simple and innocent little girl described in the story; her face was shrewd and worldly-wise.
"It seems you didn't take what I said to heart at all. Didn't I tell you to stay away from Shengye? Are you deaf?"
Yi Mu said expressionlessly, "I'm not deaf, but I can tell you're going crazy."
After saying that, he walked past Jian Yiying.
Jian Yiying grabbed his wrist and squeezed him tightly, her voice sharper than the howling wind.
"I warned you, but you didn't cherish it."
A bad feeling flashed through Yi Mu's mind. Before his alertness could even rise, he was thrown two meters away by a powerful impact.
Less than 20 centimeters away from him was the edge of a cliff, halfway up the mountain, which was over 150 meters high.
Yimu's head hit the raised ten blocks, and the back of his head felt like it was being torn apart.
His vision blurred and cleared intermittently, and he saw a tall man walking towards him.
The man raised his foot and kicked Yimu hard in the stomach.
He didn't look particularly robust, but he was surprisingly strong.
Survival instinct made Yi Mu grab the man's leg tightly. Jian Yiying came up and kicked Yi Mu's hand with her heeled shoes.
His head was already injured, and blood was flowing from the wound. The dizziness caused by excessive blood loss greatly limited his ability to resist.
"Get him down here quickly! Sheng Ye will definitely be looking for him soon, hurry!"
Imu's body was lifted off the ground.
His mouth was covered, and he was kicked off the cliff before he could even cry for help.
There were still signs of struggle on the ground. Jian Yiying stared at the empty space in front of her and suddenly froze.
It was only at this moment that she realized what she had done.
She pushed her classmate off a cliff.
There was a pool of glaring blood on the stones on the ground, and Jian Yiying could even smell a pungent odor.
She gagged, her face pale, and her legs went weak.
Kong Yu, standing behind her, could tell from her condition that she wasn't doing well.
He grabbed her by the collar, slapped her, and his face was as gloomy as a demon from hell.
"Guan Shengye is coming soon. If you don't pull yourself together now, you're just waiting to die."
The word "death" acted like a switch. Jian Yiying's eyes darted around, and she suddenly pushed him away, stumbling and scrambling as she ran away.
Kong Yu stared at the bloodstains on the ground, a strange smile spreading across his lips.
“You died because of him, and today I helped you kill the person he loved. You should be able to smile in heaven.”
Guan Shengye searched everywhere but couldn't find Yi Mu, and he didn't answer his phone.
He was on his way to find his teacher when he suddenly saw a man and a woman in uniform, who appeared to be景区 staff, walking solemnly behind the pile of stones.
As if possessed, Guan Shengye followed.
A middle-aged man, his face pale and his expression agitated, grabbed a staff member, his voice extremely panicked.
"My wife and I were resting when suddenly we saw a person in white fall down, his face covered in blood. We were terrified."
The drink in Guan Shengye's hand slipped and fell to the ground, spilling water all over the floor.
The words "the person in white" kept repeating in his ears, his expression blank.
Guan Shengye was brainwashed, telling himself that it couldn't be Yi Mu, absolutely not!
Until someone bumped into him, their voice panicked and trembling with tears: "Teacher, don't scare me, why would the class monitor... waaaaah..."
With a "bang," the string, stretched to its limit, snapped.
Guan Shengye ran down the mountain like a madman.
The ambulance arrived before him, and the paramedics carried the stretcher toward the ambulance.
Guan Shengye ran to the side, his hands trembling as he tried to touch the white cloth.
Halfway there, he pulled his hand back and yelled at the slowly advancing paramedics, "You fucking slow people, are you here to save people or to kill them?!"
The paramedics looked on with sympathy: "Young man, he has already passed away. Please accept our condolences."
"Condolences my ass! Get in the car, get in the car! Get him to the hospital quickly!"
Guan Shengye carried the stretcher and pushed the paramedics towards the vehicle.
He had lost his mind; all he cared about was that Yi Mu was still alive, and he would do anything to save him.
How could Yimu be dead? He was smiling at him just now, and he wanted to have a future with him.
He can't die, he absolutely can't die!
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