Is it too late for her to turn around and run?
"Come back, you want to leave?"
The young man called out to her sinisterly, "Classmate Ban?"
Pan Shu walked around the alley and came behind the boy. "Who said I wanted to leave? I just walked around from behind. Look how dirty this path is. If I get my new skirt dirty, will you compensate me?"
Wen Li didn't even move his eyes, just glanced at her briefly.
He never really cared about beauty or ugliness, and he always liked to be alone, so he never looked at others.
Because he doesn't care at all.
The first thing he noticed was that the girl in front of him had lost a lot of weight. Although she was still plump, she seemed to be whiter and taller.
Wen Li didn't know how he could get so much information from just one glance.
She was wearing a lotus pink skirt with a bow at her waist.
This look is quite cute, Wen Li thought suddenly.
The girl pushed the umbrella forward, but seeing that it still couldn't shield Wen Li, she sat down next to him again, and the water dripping from the boy's chin stopped.
She sat very gracefully and dignifiedly.
Completely different from Wen Li, he raised one leg and stretched the other leg casually, with his arms against his knees, and his sharp eyebrows revealed laziness and arrogance.
"Your skirt seems dirty."
Pan Shu looked down and saw that the hem of her skirt was soaked in muddy water mixed with blood and was extremely dirty.
Maybe the boy has more blood.
So it looks very much like a crime scene.
The hem of her skirt was evidence of juvenile delinquency.
The girl fiddled with her skirt for a while, then realized that no matter what she did, she couldn't avoid getting it dirty. She sighed softly, and her cheeks puffed up slightly.
Wen Li saw it red-handed.
He curled his lips imperceptibly.
"There's a lot of blood on your body and face." The girl took out tissues and alcohol disinfectant from the compartment of her schoolbag and gently wiped the boy's blood.
The hot air from her breath brushed against Wen Li's neck.
He trembled slightly and said in panic, "You...!"
"Um?"
The girl looked at him confusedly with her wet black eyes, "What's wrong?"
The next second, he hurriedly explained, "My stuff is not dirty, not dirty at all... There are no viruses, you, don't be afraid..."
Wen Li frowned, "What did you say?"
The girl's fingertips trembled slightly, and Wen Li knew her trembling better than anyone else.
Because every time her fingertips trembled, they fell on him.
"I'm not dirty...really..."
"Well, then why do you carry these things with you?" Wen Li pointed at the various potions scattered on the floor from her schoolbag.
"Because I get hurt often, and it hurts." The girl's eyes were misty. "Although I don't bleed as much as you, it hurts whenever I get hurt."
Wen Li's heart sank.
He said nothing and watched quietly as the girl bandaged his wounds.
A drop of wet liquid fell from his palm with a "plop", and he watched it flow out of the girl's eyes.
Although he doesn't go to school often.
But he vaguely heard that she was the target of bullying by everyone.
"That fat guy must be scared to death by these rats!"
"I heard that Senior Luo and Ying's admirers teamed up and trapped her in the bathroom. I saw that fat guy's head pressed into the sink, hahaha!"
"Who told her to like Senior Luo and even write a love letter?! Have you seen that letter? It's going viral around school. She's so disgusting!"
"alright."
Panshu's voice was very soft, but in the noisy rainy day, it penetrated straight into Wenli's ears.
"We have to get back to class quickly. We're going to be late."
Wen Li subconsciously followed her, staring at her skirt that was stained with mud and water.
This alley is right in front of the school, very close.
When they reached the classroom door, Wen Li opened it first and stepped over to Pan Shu's seat. His voice was still a little unsteady, "You, you sit in my seat."
Although the blood on his face had been wiped clean, the wound was still there, and it was scary just to look at it.
Sitting in Panshu's position, he looks like a door god.
But in fact, his appearance has nothing to do with the word "door god".
Pan Shu curled her lips and sat down on Wen Li's stool, "Thank you."
Wen Li felt a little sad, but he had obviously forgotten how calm and composed Ban Shu was when facing those dead things before.
But Panshu didn't expect that this cool school bully was a little naive. What's wrong with that?
Wen Li had no idea that he had left this impression on Pan Shu. He was shaking the table with a sullen look on his face.
Sure enough, a black spider the size of a finger and other dead things were poured out.
Pan Shu thought lazily, it must be quite capable to be able to find such a big spider. It's quite creepy.
Wen Li stared quietly at the mouse that had been dismembered into a bloody mess with his deep pupils. The spider crawled on the dead flesh, spinning silk and eating it.
"Who did it?"
The whole class fell silent in an instant.
"I said, who did it?"
The boy gave a slightly cruel smile, pinched one of the spider's legs with his fingertips, and swung it in the air, "You won't tell me?"
He glanced at everyone with a sharp gaze, "Is it the guy in green clothes who's as thin as a bamboo pole?"
He added slowly, "It's still a stunted bamboo pole."
Someone laughed secretly.
Wen Li remained expressionless. "Or is it this classmate who's so dark that you can only see your teeth? Hmm?"
"Or the one with the green eyes and the big buck teeth?"
The young man shook his head in confusion and muttered, "Not yet..."
"Is that you?" the young man curled his lips. "It's definitely not you. You look a little too shabby, don't you? You're worried enough, how can you have time for something as boring as this?"
The boy burst into tears with a "wow".
It wasn't until Wen Li told the whole class that everyone breathed a sigh of relief!
Wen Li is really cruel. He picks on the aspects that make them feel the most inferior, are the most obvious and the things they care about the most. This is much more unpleasant than scolding them!
The boy loosened his fingertips.
The fat, black, finger-sized spider landed accurately on the girl in the middle who had no sense of existence at all and was even covered in dust.
“Ah! Ahhhh…”
The girl screamed.
Wen Li clapped his hands and raised his chin slightly, "Isn't that you? Aren't you bored doing bad things like this all day long?"
Although Panshu was surprised, she didn't think there was anything wrong with Wenjue's behavior.
After all, before this, everyone made fun of her for her most inferior points, her figure, and her ignorant and pure crush on a young boy.
There is nothing wrong with being beautiful or ordinary.
There is nothing wrong with having a crush on someone or liking someone.
There is nothing wrong with shining in the crowd.
What's wrong with that? Malice, endless malice.
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