Lin Yazhi squatted in the toilet, grimacing in pain.
He came out several times with his pants held up, only to run back in the next second.
The notebook Qin Zhenbei had just given him was torn up and used to wipe his butt.
She hardly showed up for the whole morning class.
It was not until Jiang Manyue returned to the dormitory at noon that she saw someone walking slowly towards her, holding on to the wall.
"Zhizhi, are you feeling better?" Liu Chunxi supported her from the side.
Lin Yazhi's calves were trembling, and the scene of the two people walking closely together was really funny.
It was just like helping an old lady cross the street, causing students passing by to cover their mouths and laugh.
"Oh my, what's wrong with this person? He needs someone to support him when he's walking."
"You don't know, this is the study committee member of the Fashion Design Class 1. It is said that she gave a speech with a fart today."
"Hahaha, I am dying of laughter. Isn't this speech very interesting?"
“…”
Lin Yazhi blushed with shame, and she felt so embarrassed that she wanted to die listening to the ridicule from the people around her.
Why did everyone know about this? Didn’t she just fail to hold in her fart during class?
"Shut up!" Liu Chunxi glared at the people around him: "Have you never seen someone have diarrhea?"
She had never been so embarrassed in her eighteen years of life, and it happened on her birthday.
When he looked up, he saw Jiang Manyue standing opposite him and sneering at him, and he became even more furious.
"It's you!" Lin Yazhi ran over angrily and pointed at her nose: "You are the one who hurt me!"
Jiang Manyue looked at the hideous face and recalled the scene in class before, so she laughed even more unscrupulously.
"Oh my! Isn't this Lin Yazhi, the study committee member who gave her speech with a fart?"
"It seems that the pain from the diarrhea has gone away, so I have the energy to bark again."
"You too, the study committee member who insisted on giving a speech despite having a stomachache is worthy of our learning."
Lin Yazhi was so angry that her hands were shaking.
"Jiang Manyue, you are so cruel. You must have tampered with my breakfast."
"You just can't see the beauty and try your best to ruin everything for me."
No matter what time, Xiao Bailian always likes to turn the tables and confuse right and wrong.
"Jiang Manyue, you actually did such a thing. You are so vicious."
"I am vicious?" She looked at the furious Lin Yazhi.
Her cold eyes looked straight at them, and they felt a chill down their backs.
"If I remember correctly, you were the one who brought me the soy milk this morning, right?"
"Didn't you say you wanted to apologize to me and add some ingredients to it."
"What? Didn't you think about the consequences when you put the laxative in my bowl?"
Lin Yazhi's expression suddenly changed: "So, you knew it a long time ago."
Jiang Manyue smiled grimly and reached out to pat the little face that was distorted by anger.
She lowered her voice so that only the two of them could hear it: "What else?"
"You think I will believe that you have changed your ways? How could an ungrateful person suddenly change?"
"If I hadn't switched back to soy milk, I would be the one being embarrassed right now."
"You, you..." She bit her lips angrily, wishing she would bleed.
So I had been acting along with her from the very beginning, and I had long seen through her despicable tactics.
"I told you that if you just stay away from dancing in front of me, I can live in peace with you."
"But if you insist on framing me, don't blame me for being rude!"
"Your parents won't protect you forever. If you don't believe me, you can try again!"
Lin Yazhi felt the fear in her eyes, this kind of fearlessness of being reborn from the dead.
"Gurgle!" My stomach started to churn again.
"Ah!" Without caring about anything else, she turned around and staggered towards the toilet again.
"Hmph, Jiang Manyue, just wait for me!" Liu Chunxi turned his head and glared at him.
This look is full of revenge. A lackey like her can be considered a model worker.
Jiang Manyue glanced at her coldly with disdain. She had been tolerant many times and didn't mean to keep doing so.
It would be best if she could listen to my advice, otherwise next time it won’t be just diarrhea.
I hardly saw Lin Yazhi the whole day. It was said that she had taken a leave.
Her birthday party is tonight, so I guess she asked for leave early and went home.
After school, Jiang Manyue packed up her things and prepared to go back home.
Come to the bathroom in the girls’ dormitory, this is a public toilet.
It is indeed much cleaner than the toilet outside. She needs to clean it up because she is on her period.
It was after school and no one was in the public toilet, so she had just closed the wooden door of the cubicle.
There were rustling sounds of footsteps outside, but I didn't pay any attention to it.
Soon a pair of feet stopped outside the door, and through the crack in the door, someone was seen coming.
"Who is it?" Jiang Manyue called out in confusion, but the person outside didn't seem to respond.
"Click!" The wooden door made a metallic sound, which made her frown.
"Who's outside?" she asked immediately, pushing the door hard.
But the door remained motionless, having been locked from the outside.
"What are you doing? Who are you? Open the door for me quickly."
"Hmph!" A woman's disdainful voice came from outside the door, and it sounded like there was more than one.
"What are you screaming about?" The woman's sharp voice said, "You are such a bitch."
The woman with curly hair outside the door sneered. She was in her early twenties and had a cigarette in her hand.
"You can even kill your own sister. Don't even think about leaving here today."
The fat woman next to him folded her arms across her chest and said, "Sister Li, do we still need to deal with this kind of stuff?"
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