That evening, Xiao Mao Tuan sent the results of her investigation to her phone.
She opened it and examined it carefully—
March 12:
Little Jasmine: [I've never met a teacher as humorous and witty as you. If only my father understood me like you do! But all he cares about is his career; he doesn't care about his daughter at all.]
Maple Leaf: [Then you can confide in me in the future. I can be your most loyal listener and I will keep your secrets.]
Little Jasmine: [Thank you, teacher! I will definitely repay you in the future.]
...
March 16:
Little Jasmine: [Teacher Zheng, I really like him so much, I'm willing to change for him, but why does he hate me so much? He doesn't even want to look at me. Do I have no chance?]
Maple Leaf: [How could that be? You're so sweet and adorable, any man would be moved. He just doesn't understand you. Just keep bothering him, and eventually, he'll come back to you.]
...
March 27:
Little Jasmine: [Teacher Zheng, I'm so sad and desperate! Why am I being forced to take those kinds of photos just because I like someone? I want to die.]
Maple Leaf: [Don't be impulsive. Those who bully you are the ones who deserve it, kid. Calm down. Come to me, let me comfort you, okay?]
Little Jasmine: [Teacher, why isn't the person I like you? If it were like this, would I be less miserable?]
...
April 20:
Little Jasmine: [Teacher, I'm pregnant.]
Maple Leaf: 【!!! Wait for me, I'm coming to see you.】
...
This was the last message. After that, Su Mo committed suicide by jumping off a building. She was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment but became a vegetable.
These chat logs had been completely deleted, but Geng Geng and her friends managed to easily restore all of them.
A timeline spanning six months, with every single point recorded on it.
But Yi Tianran frowned as she looked at him.
A 36-year-old man privately messages a young girl, seemingly trying to comfort her, but he watches her fall into the abyss without offering any help. Instead, he uses ambiguous words to cover up his ugly heart.
She clenched her fists tightly.
The next day in Chinese class, she kept her eyes glued to Zheng Feng on the stage, scrutinizing every word and action.
“That kind of seemingly gentle older man might actually be a beast in human clothing.” Just then, Xu Zhe’s awkward voice rang in my ears: “You should look at me instead of him. I’m a hundred times younger and more handsome than him!”
Yi Tianran: "..." In a way, you really guessed right.
But this kid is shameless enough; he directly kicked out her deskmate and moved next to her.
Why are you so difficult to deal with!
Apart from that, he didn't do anything outrageous, unlike that old pervert Daniel, who was so innocent that he would blush if you touched him.
Since a misunderstanding is inevitable, let him continue to misunderstand. "It's none of your business."
"..." Xu Zhe felt a pang in his heart and lowered his head in hurt.
Both Fu Yunchen and Teacher Zheng Feng are mature types.
Does she really prefer older men?
But there's one thing he can't do! Even taking hormones can't catch up.
...
After class, as always, the students surrounded Zheng Feng, asking him all sorts of questions.
"Teacher, could you please answer this question for us?"
"Teacher, you're so handsome, why don't you have a girlfriend?"
"Old Zheng, what type do you like?"
"..."
Zheng Feng smiled helplessly, "Don't be silly, I have other classes to teach next time, okay?"
"Then one last question." Just then, Yi Tianran slowly walked forward and said casually, "Teacher Zheng, have you ever done anything wrong in your life, or harmed anyone?"
After the resounding words were spoken, the entire room fell silent.
Zheng Feng's smile froze, but he forced himself to remain calm and asked, "Qin, why would you ask that?"
"Just like everyone else, out of curiosity!" With so much evidence gathered, it's time to expose this person's ugly face.
"I..." Before he could answer, she stepped forward and whispered coldly in his ear, "Tonight at eight o'clock, in the multimedia classroom of Building 5, I have something to tell you."
Zheng Feng's heart skipped a beat, his lips trembled, and a bead of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
His throat felt like it was blocked by a piece of cloth, and he couldn't speak.
Without refusing or agreeing, he turned and fled in panic, as if a demon were chasing him.
...
At 8 p.m. that evening.
Yi Tianran took her phone and went to the multimedia classroom.
She deliberately chose this time and place to give the other party an opportunity; if they wanted the secret to remain buried forever, they would make their move.
She waited patiently for nearly an hour, but no one came.
It seems he really chickened out and didn't dare confront her face to face.
After waiting for another half hour, she yawned out of boredom and finally left, losing interest completely.
...
The next morning, just as dawn was breaking.
The cleaning lady at the school was cleaning when she suddenly noticed something protruding from the grass in the distance near a building.
"Hmm?" She walked over curiously, lifted the bushes, and took a look—
"Aaaaaaahh ...
The students were disturbed from their sleep.
Yi Tianran suddenly opened her eyes, a strange sense of unease washing over her.
She got out of bed and rushed toward the sound of the shouting.
Grass, blood, and chunks of flesh created a horrific scene.
"Ahhh—" One of the timid students was so frightened that his legs went weak and he fell to the ground with a thud. "What...what is that?"
One of the bolder boys cruelly retorted, "Idiot, of course it's a bloody mess of body parts! Haven't you ever seen a horror movie? It's just someone dying, what's the big deal?"
"vomit--"
"Waaaaah..."
The scene instantly descended into chaos.
No normal person with empathy could remain indifferent to this situation.
It looked like he had fallen from a great height. Although he was covered in blood and gore, she recognized him instantly... as Zheng Feng!
Moreover, there was not only a corpse, but also an object that looked like an envelope next to it.
While everyone else was distracted by the corpse, she quietly stepped forward, picked up the envelope, and opened it.
This is still a confession—
Today a student asked me if I had ever done anything wrong in my life. I was too scared to admit it and ran away on the spot.
In fact, I once did something that violated professional ethics.
I've fallen in love with a female student in my class, Su Mo!
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