Chapter 198 The Drunk Painter 4



She gasped and looked at the dim surroundings, as if she heard the accusing voice again.

"It was her. She was the one who killed her parents."

"Yes, yes, that's right. She was still arguing with her parents. Even though her parents clearly told her it was because of work, she still acted like a child."

"She's already an adult, yet she's still so willful. She's the one who killed her parents."

"That's right, if she hadn't done it, would her parents have died?"

"Will I die?!"

“Death!?”

"die!!!"

These voices gradually grew louder in her mind, their tones becoming increasingly frantic, and finally the scene she saw even turned blood red.

"Stop it! Stop it!"

Su Manxing listened to the voice that kept looping in his head, and screamed and smashed the bottle against the wall.

He pounded the sofa frantically, trying to clear the voices in his head.

“Ho~ho~”

She stopped moving after a long time until she could no longer hear any sound.

He knelt on the ground and crawled to the corner to curl up.

“I’m sorry…I’m sorry…”

She covered her head in pain.

"Why don't you die? You have been dragging Xiao Nuan and your sister down."

She was apologizing in panic, but when she heard her mother's voice, she couldn't believe it and put down her hands that were covering her head. She looked at the gentle woman standing in front of her with moist eyes.

"mom..."

She reached out her hand in disbelief, tears welling up in her eyes.

The originally gentle woman suddenly revealed a ferocious look at this moment.

"Don't call me mom. You've killed me. Do you still want to drag our Xiao Nuan down with you?"

Su Manxing looked at her disappearing mother, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Xingxing, haven't you hurt us enough? Do you want to hurt Xiao Nuan now?"

Su's father suddenly appeared. His expression was not as kind as usual. He also pointed at Su Manxing with a stern face.

Yes, does she still want to drag Xiao Nuan down?

Xiao Nuan is such a good student, and now besides studying I also have to cook for her.

Does she still have the nerve to live?

She doesn't deserve to live.

Su Manxing looked at her parents who were blaming her, and apologized awkwardly with her mouth pursed.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry. It's all my fault. My fault."

She leaned against the corner and banged her head repeatedly, feeling a stabbing pain in her head like needles.

"Wine! Wine! I want wine!"

It took her a long time to react. She knocked her head and struggled to move to the side.

The voice in her head was too terrifying, she couldn't bear it, she had to find some wine, if only she could find it, then no one would blame her.

Su Manxing fumbled around in the dim room for a long time in a panic, picked up a bottle of beer from beside his legs and drank it frantically.

sorry...

She looked at the dim room with bloodshot eyes, and only relaxed a little when she didn't see her parents' tense bodies.

Ever since her parents' accident, she hasn't had a good night's sleep and is woken up by fright every day.

And once she fell asleep, the scenes in her dreams would only be more terrifying than what she had just experienced.

So she doesn't like to sleep. When she feels too sleepy, she will drink alcohol, or wake up immediately after sleeping for a while.

This caused her to look lifeless, with bloodshot eyes.

The other side.

Su Nuanyang, who was going to school, took the bus to the gate of No. 1 Middle School.

She looked at the unfamiliar school and the unfamiliar students, silently encouraged herself in her heart, and slowly walked into the school.

It's a new week and all students are wearing school uniforms.

Many students looked at Su Nuanyang who was not wearing a school uniform.

Su Nuanyang tried hard to ignore these curious gazes and walked towards the office building he had been to before.

A few minutes later she arrived at the second-floor office.

"Hello, teacher."

She knocked on the door, a smile on her face.

After she finished speaking, she realized that there was a young man wearing a gray sweatshirt and black pants standing next to the head teacher.

"Xiao Nuan, come in. This person just transferred here today. His name is Song Ming."

Song Ming was standing lazily when he heard a sound coming from the door. He turned his head to look over boredly.

He found that it was a little girl who was not wearing a school uniform. Seeing that there was nothing interesting, he turned his head and stared at the desk silently.

"Hello, my name is Su Nuanyang."

She didn't realize that there were other classmates who had just transferred here like her, and her nervousness eased a lot.

After Su Nuanyang came in, Teacher Li continued to explain what he wanted to say.

"These are the textbooks for this semester, and the school uniform."

"Okay, teacher."

Su Nuanyang looked at the book handed to him by the teacher and took it carefully.

"Well, the morning reading will be mine later. I'll take you to the classroom."

"Okay, teacher."

Su Nuanyang nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and followed silently behind with a pile of textbooks in his arms.

The head teacher was a male teacher. He was so engrossed in celebrating the arrival of two transfer students, one of whom was the top student in the school and the other was easy to talk to despite having paid to get in. He didn't notice that Su Nuanyang had a lot of books.

Song Ming, who was walking at the end, saw that the book was almost as tall as Su Nuanyang. Considering that the other's arms were trembling, he reached out and took half of it and put it in his own hand.

"Thanks."

Su Nuanyang looked at Song Ming who was silent and thanked him softly.

Soon the three of them crossed the corridor and went to the teaching building on the other side.

The classroom, which was a bit noisy, suddenly became quiet after Teacher Li walked in.

After noticing Su Nuanyang and the other person, these students all looked at them with curiosity.

"You guys sit there first. I'll rearrange the seats. Put your things away and come to the podium."

Su Nuanyang nodded and followed the location that Teacher Li had just pointed out, and walked over quickly.

This was after Su Nuanyang walked to the last row of Group 4 and whispered to Song Ming behind him.

"Classmate, do you want to sit inside or outside?"

"in."

Song Ming didn't hesitate to finish his words and walked in to put the textbook into the drawer.

Teacher Li at the podium clapped his hands to draw the attention of other students and spoke briefly.

"Dear students, these two students are new to our class. Everyone should help each other. If you have any questions, please tell the teacher immediately."

"Now let them introduce themselves."

Su Nuanyang looked at Teacher Li who stepped aside, and then looked at Song Ming who didn't intend to move and walked to the podium first.

"Hello, classmates. I'm very happy to be in the same class with you. My name is Su Nuanyang. I hope I can get along well with you all in the future."

After she finished speaking, she picked up a piece of chalk and wrote three words on the blackboard.

This word caused a lot of noise in the classroom.

Everyone is praising the beautiful words on the blackboard.

When it was Song Ming's turn to go up to the podium, he didn't say as much as Su Nuanyang.

"My name is Song Ming."

Next are two large characters written in a flamboyant style.

Soon the two returned to their positions.

Huang Qiuyi, who was sitting in the back row of the classroom, looked at the two people one in front and one behind and poked her friend in the front row very sensitively.

"Xiao Wen, based on my many years of experience eating melons, these two seem to be a good match."

Xu Wen almost rolled his eyes when he heard his friend's perverted words, and silently moved to the back seat and replied.

"Qiu Yi, knocking on everything will only hurt you."

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