Chapter 118: Something went wrong with Zhang's mother's intention
At first, Zhang Wanwan thought Zhang's mother's reaction was a little strange. When Zhang Baiyan dragged his luggage out, she went to Leng Ziyue's place and mentioned it casually when chatting with him, but was ridiculed by Leng Ziyue.
Only then did Zhang Wanwan realize that it was not that Zhang's mother suddenly became financially savvy, but that Zhang's mother was worried that Zhang's father would use the money to bribe Zhang Jianguo. They didn't know how Zhang Jianguo would be judged later, so Zhang's mother had taken precautions in advance and used all the money to buy a house. Even if Zhang's father really wanted to use the money, there would be nothing she could do.
"You, you, you are said to be smart, but you can't even see through such little thoughts. How dare you say that you are your mother's daughter?" Leng Ziyue mocked Zhang Wanwan without any hesitation.
These words made her face turn red, of course it wasn't because she was shy, but because she was angry!
But speaking of it, Zhang Wanwan had never thought that Zhang's mother would have so many little thoughts. She could only sigh that Zhang's mother is worthy of being Zhang's mother, and the old ones are still the most experienced.
After the National Day holiday, Zhang Wanwan returned to her daily routine. However, when she arrived at school on the first morning, she found that there were many police cars and even 120 ambulances parked in front of the school gate. The teaching building where they were was sealed off, and all the students were standing outside looking in.
There were many policemen coming in and out of the corridor on the third floor, and a teacher was constantly comforting a crying and trembling student.
Zhang Wanwan squinted her eyes and took a closer look, and found that the man was from Class 2, Science Department, Grade 12, which was right next to their class. It seemed that something had happened.
Zhang Wanwan's heart sank. She looked around in the crowd and found a girl from the same class. She asked curiously, "What happened?"
The girl was frightened. She turned around and was somewhat flattered to see that it was Zhang Wanwan. She replied nervously, "I heard that a girl in Class 2 committed suicide by cutting her wrists!"
Zhang Wanwan's pupils shrank suddenly, and her mind raced around, realizing that she didn't recognize any of the girls in Class 2. Her heart relaxed, and she immediately asked with a heavy heart, "Do you know who it is? Why are you so upset?"
Several people shook their heads at the same time. They had come here early in the morning and heard the story from others, and they hadn’t even seen the person who had the accident.
Zhang Wanwan had no choice but to continue waiting with a group of students.
Because it was a teaching building, the police could not keep it sealed all the time. Only the door of Science Class 2 was locked, and other classes could still enter. As for the students in Science Class 2, they could only go to the big classroom for classes.
Perhaps because there was a murder in the class next door, the students in Class 1 seemed a little absent-minded in class that day, and kept talking about what was happening next door.
Zhang Wanwan nudged Leng Ziyue with her elbow and asked in a low voice, "Does Tian Sen know what happened in their class? I don't even dare to go through the corridor to go to the toilet now!"
Class 1 is at the outside and the toilet is in the middle. To go to the toilet, you must pass through Class 2. Now the girls in their class have to run downstairs or upstairs to use the toilet.
"Coward!" Leng Ziyue teased her and said seriously, "I'm telling you, don't be afraid."
Zhang Wanwan nodded quickly, pecking at rice like a chick.
Leng Ziyue said softly: "You also know the person who got into trouble."
"What?" Zhang Wanwan suddenly felt a chill on her back. She looked through the girls in Class 2 again and found that there was really no one she knew.
Leng Ziyue wrote a name on the notebook. Zhang Wanwan's pupils suddenly dilated, and she was in disbelief and at a loss, "How could it be her? She is not."
Leng Ziyue shook his head, "And he cut his wrists on Yan Zeyu's desk."
Now Zhang Wanwan’s face turned completely pale, her hands and feet were cold, and she had no idea what to say.
Seeing her like this, Leng Ziyue sighed, "Don't be afraid, these things have nothing to do with you."
Zhang Wanwan knew how obsessed Huang Liting was with Yan Zeyu. Now that something like this had happened, she always felt a little uneasy.
After a while, she asked in a low voice: "What about Yan Zeyu? Will he be arrested by the police?"
Leng Ziyue shook his head again. "Although the accident happened at Yan Zeyu's position, Yan Zeyu is a day student and Huang Liting lives on campus. Everyone was on vacation yesterday. What does it have to do with him? At most, he will be called in by the police for questioning."
Zhang Wanwan didn't say anything else, but her heart was heavy. She was a little dazed the whole day, especially when those bold boys in the class actually ran to the window of Class 2 to take pictures, and used those pictures to scare the girls in the class.
When Zhang Wanwan saw the desk stained with blood and the dried blood on the ground, her heart grew colder.
Perhaps knowing that Zhang Wanwan was afraid, Leng Ziyue stayed with her silently for the next few days, whether going to school or coming home from school, and always tried to divert her attention.
On Wednesday, the news of Huang Liting's suicide finally spread among the students. On Friday, it was reported that Huang Liting had been rescued and was fine. Some people said that she had died a long time ago and her body was sent to the funeral home after leaving the school. There were many different opinions, and the school did not give an accurate answer. The classroom of Class 2 remained closed.
Huang Liting still hadn't returned to school until the midterm exam. At this time, everyone tended to believe that Huang Liting was dead. Someone even secretly laid flowers outside the second class classroom, and was discovered several times by the teacher. Only after repeated warnings did such a thing stop happening again.
Perhaps affected by the suicide incident, everyone generally did not perform well in the midterm exam. Zhang Wanwan still sat firmly in the first place, but she was not satisfied with her results and did not dare to continue to think about it.
Zhang's father and mother didn't know where they heard the news from, but they went to the temple to ask for amulets, saying that they could calm the mind. She and Leng Ziyue each got one, filled with incense ash, and told Zhang Wanwan and the others to put them in their schoolbags.
Zhang Wanwan was really at a loss for words. She had no choice but to put the amulet away. Anyway, there was a small zippered compartment in her schoolbag, which she never used, so that compartment was always empty. Leng Ziyue's schoolbag was even simpler. He didn't necessarily bring textbooks to class. At most, he would bring today's homework and hand it in. His schoolbag was full of all kinds of messy things. Having an amulet was nothing. He even thought it was new.
I don’t know if it was a psychological effect, but since then Zhang Wanwan felt a lot more at ease and was able to devote herself to her studies wholeheartedly. By the time of the final exam, her normal state returned.
When I walked out of the examination room, it was almost dark outside. The days are short in winter, and the weather has not been very good this winter, with continuous rain and cloudy weather, just like March in the south of the Yangtze River. It was only four o'clock in the afternoon but it seemed like six o'clock. Perhaps it was because something happened in the classroom next door. This semester, the students on their floor all left as soon as school was over. No one dared to stay in the classroom alone to study. It was like this all the time, let alone after the exams.
(End of this chapter)
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