Chapter 92 Ancestors (92)

Duan Jiamu twitched his lips slightly, then carried the bag and happily walked towards the boys' dormitory.

When he returned to the dormitory, as soon as he opened the door, he saw the boy in the same dormitory curled up on the chair, shivering. The boy's face had bruises of varying degrees, as if he had been beaten.

That boy was not in the same class as them. Duan Jiamu vaguely remembered that he was in the acting department.

Duan Jiamu didn't know his name.

Duan Jiamu, don't look at him who is usually careless, sunny and handsome.

He looks very approachable, but in fact he is more indifferent and distant than anyone else.

Generally, they do not initiate conversations with others.

Duan Jiamu carried the bag and walked towards his bed.

When the boy saw Duan Jiamu, his whole body trembled even more.

When Duan Jiamu was about to walk to him, the boy suddenly jumped up from the chair.

Then hid behind another boy, trembling, looked at Duan Jiamu in fear and said: "Don't look for me, I was wrong."

The other boy sleeping next to Xiang Yuxuan is also from the Department of Literature, named Zhou Junhui.

There are four people living in this dormitory, Duan Jiamu and Mu Sinian are not talkative.

Zhou Junhui and Xiang Yuxuan were a little bit more familiar, and had spoken several times.

When Zhou Junhui ran in to Yuxuan just now, he heard that Xiang Yuxuan was being chased by a ghost, and kept shouting: "There are ghosts, there are ghosts."

Then Xiang Yuxuan hugged his body alone, and sat on the chair shaking all the time, until now.

Duan Jiamu looked at the boy hiding behind Zhou Junhui. When the boy looked at him, it was like seeing a ghost.

Duan Jiamu frowned slightly, then said casually, "What's wrong with him."

Zhou Junhui shook his head at Duan Jiamu in confusion, then turned to Xiang Yuxuan and asked softly, "Xiang Yuxuan, what's wrong with you?"

Xiang Yuxuan grabbed Zhou Junhui's sleeve, still looking at Duan Jiamu.

When he saw the bag in Duan Jiamu's hand, his heart was shocked. How did Duan Jiamu get that bag? Could it be that he really encountered a ghost.

Otherwise, how could Duan Jiamu have this bag.

His fingers trembled, his lips were pale.

The cold sweat kept breaking out on his face, and then he knelt down to Duan Jiamu, and after kneeling to Yuxuan, he kowtowed to Duan Jiamu a few times, "Student Duan Jiamu, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to buy medicine Wu Junhao and the others told me to do this to you, and I was also forced, please ask your ancestors to let me go."

Duan Jiamu: "...?"

Duan Jiamu leaned on the bedpost with one hand, Ruifeng looked at Xiang Yuxuan with slightly droopy eyes, recalling what he said just now.

medicine?ancestor?

Duan Jiamu frowned slightly, "What medicine? What ancestor?"

When Xiang Yuxuan heard Duan Jiamu's question, his eyes flickered with shock, and he continued to Duan Jiamu: "Wu Junhao asked me to buy aphrodisiacs and laxatives and put them in your cup, but I really don't want to do that, yours My ancestors have already punished me just now and beat me severely, please forgive me."

When Duan Jiamu heard what Xiang Yuxuan said, his pupils tightened suddenly when he recalled the little figure that appeared at the door of the boys' dormitory just now.

 Duan Sansui: Is the ancestor okay?

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