The woman's beautiful eyes and brows looked slightly tired and serious. Based on experience, returning to the beginning did not mean they had passed the test, so there was not much surprise in her eyes.
She immediately went back upstairs, intending to remind Cheng Shuang of the change. However, when she saw the little girl standing on the edge of the second floor, clinging to the iron railing and looking at the floor-to-ceiling window opposite, she knew that the girl must have already noticed the change in space.
The boy still lay on the bed, motionless, like a mannequin, incorruptible and immortal.
Liao Yuewei's eyelids twitched as her gaze inevitably fell on him. At first glance, he lay there looking completely harmless, like a beautiful young man in a deep sleep. But now she dared not be careless at all. Who knew if he was a devil who could jump up at any moment and drag someone into hell instantly?
Cheng Shuang didn't think too much about it. She was just a little troubled and felt a strange heaviness in her heart. She glanced at the sky outside the window, then turned around and walked across the bed. After thinking for a moment, she went to the bedside table, took out a set of unopened crayons and colored pens, as well as a handful of White Rabbit milk candies, and placed them on the stack of papers.
"Let's go!" Cheng Shuang said calmly, taking Liao Yuewei's hand and leading her downstairs.
Liao Yuewei sighed.
The child in front of me seemed somewhat remorseful for revealing the painful past of my youth; he kept his eyelids down and showed no sign of a smile.
As Goncharov famously said, a mother's love never runs dry!
A mother, for the sake of her reputation and career, not only disguised herself as a man, but her son was also forced to dress as a man every day, just like her, without any choice, to hide their relationship and attend an all-girls school for ten years. No wonder the melancholy in the boy's eyes grew deeper and deeper.
He wasn't some adult male who thought it was a wonderful thing not to be surrounded by girls. Nor was he a cross-dressing man who liked to dress up beautifully. By the time he entered school, he was already old enough to understand things, and he probably already knew from his mother that this was a way to deceive and conceal himself.
That's why he's in pain!
Perhaps the Zhongshan suit he wore on his birthday was the only day of the year when he could return to his original attire, but he could only tell himself through photos—you are a boy.
Not to mention, he also had a mother whose mind was full of the idea that "school is a lifelong source of pride, while children are a lifelong secret."
What kind of logic is this!
Is it because single, unmarried men are more attractive to outstanding female teachers, or is it because having a child out of wedlock makes her feel ashamed and unable to face the fact?
Liao Yuewei was unwilling to assume the worst about a mother, but unfortunately, not all mothers in this world are selfless and great.
It's not that she doesn't love her children; you can tell by looking at that photo album. But compared to her career, that love is clearly insignificant.
It's likely that the only person in the entire school who knows the boy's identity is the head of student affairs.
However, the nature of the dean's job meant she didn't have much time or energy to comfort him, since she was a strict teacher and couldn't tolerate two faces, one in public and one in private.
Treating a boy differently will undoubtedly make it harder for him to integrate into the female student community.
Liao Yuewei wanted to comfort Cheng Shuang, but as she turned the vase and the filing cabinet slowly opened, several figures in the office turned around at the same time and looked straight at them.
She shut her mouth and calmly glanced at it.
Cheng Shuang tilted her head and first glanced at the filing cabinet behind her. The moment they came out, the cabinet appeared to have been damaged. It seemed that the bandits had forcibly torn a large hole in the middle. Now, the rotten wood seemed to crumble at the slightest touch.
The young woman quickly looked back at the office.
There were six people in the dusty and dilapidated room.
They all survived. Even though the newcomer Zhang Bao was covered in wounds, he still sat slumped on the ground. His timid eyes flickered when he saw Liao Yuewei, and he nodded in a gesture of goodwill.
The couple, Wenwen and Su Ming, leaned against each other, both pale-faced and resting with their eyes closed. Liu Jueshan and his sister sat on a broken desk, discussing something quietly. The burly Tian Dashuo was gnawing on a large piece of meat, occupying the only sofa, lying down and chewing noisily. His gaze swept over Liao Yuewei and Cheng Shuang without any politeness, finally ignoring Cheng Shuang and landing on Liao Yuewei with ill intent.
We were looked down upon!
The two of them thought of this at the same time.
Cheng Shuang instantly sensed that Liao Yuewei's aura had changed. The Liao Yuewei before was gentle and mild-mannered, as could be seen from the bandage she left for Zhang Bao; she was beautiful yet easygoing. But now, a powerful, unstoppable momentum emanated from her, like a sharp sword, poised to strike and take a life once unsheathed.
Not to mention Tian Dashuo, who was being stared at directly, even the siblings closest to Tian Dashuo couldn't help but shiver, and even felt a pain as if their skin had been scratched by the harsh wind.
The little girl suddenly realized that she had never asked the beautiful older sister about her skills.
The air was heavy, and Zhang Bao shrank his head even lower. Tian Dashuo, on the other hand, slowly lowered his eyes. He was clearly intelligent; otherwise, he would have died countless times over for the sake of a beautiful woman and a powerful enemy.
But soon, his attention shifted to the couples cuddling together.
The two, their faces deathly pale, opened their eyes simultaneously. "What's that smell?"
Wenwen asked instinctively, and even twitched her nose.
She was pretty and cute, and this action added to her charm, which immediately piqued Tian Dashuo's interest, causing him to half-stand up.
Su Ming immediately and instinctively pulled his girlfriend into his arms, but unfortunately, he was too thin and weak to completely block her unfriendly gaze.
But he had suffered at Tian Dashuo's hands before, so he knew how formidable Tian Dashuo was. Suppressing his resentment, he followed Wenwen's words and changed the subject, looking at Liao Yuewei, who had already put away her imposing manner, and asked with dissatisfaction, "What do you guys taste like?"
"Yes! It smells so fishy!" Fangfang was even more direct, putting on her mask with disgust.
Amidst the complicated gazes of the crowd, Liao Yuewei raised her forearm and sniffed, "No smell..." She couldn't finish her sentence and exchanged a helpless glance with the little girl who was also sniffing the smell with the back of her hand—it must be a side effect of the 'broken fishing net'.
It turns out that it wasn't me who was suffering from air pollution, but rather that I was affecting other people's sense of smell.
This is not a good thing; the enemy can find out where they are by following their scent!
"Here, have a look."
Cheng Shuang saw a dark shadow fly by and instinctively caught it. Upon closer inspection, it was a small bottle of deodorizer, the kind of ordinary spray used when eating hot pot.
Liao Yuewei raised her eyebrows and laughed heartily, "Thanks, sister!"
Fangfang raised her eyebrows slightly, her expression quite casual.
Tian Dashuo impatiently wiped the oil off his hands on the sofa. His massive body leaped up without appearing clumsy, giving Cheng Shuang the illusion that the ground was shaking. Then she saw him walk towards the filing cabinet. "Move aside, I want to see if there are any clues about the Gate of Reincarnation in here."
His tone was harsh, but Liao Yuewei and Cheng Shuang wouldn't stop him. After all, even if Tian Dashuo didn't go in, the others wouldn't let this opportunity pass them by.
The filing cabinet was dilapidated at this point, requiring no frame, and anyone could enter. It certainly wasn't in this state before they arrived.
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