surrender to her

Chapter 29 Believe
From then on, He Liangchi chopped off his perverted horns, ground off his sharp fangs, and suppressed his evil spirit.

He began to endure, learn to control, and get used to depression.

Don't get entangled with them, grow up quickly, and get out of here.

This continued until junior high school, and it was still the same wave of people who beat him with a slingshot when he was a child.

His desks and chairs were always falling apart, his textbooks were thrown around for play, bug glue was poured into his meals, he was locked in the toilet and splashed with mop-washed sewage, and he made all kinds of pranks on the teacher before blaming him. To him, and many other boring tricks learned from many TV dramas, all applied to him.

He was the best punching bag when he was in a bad mood, like a piece of wood for sparring, whether he hit back or scolded him, thinking about how to bully him in a new way became the daily activities of those people like eating and sleeping.

Spending day after day of low life in the midst of ridicule and scolding, and his dignity being trampled on, He Liangchi endured it all.

He endured until the world was pitch black, and the light of the stars disappeared, and he could not see anything. He endured until the point of ignorance, until the word "life" completely lost its meaning to him.

But those boys who didn't have full hair were also bluffing. They didn't dare to go too far. At most, for a period of time, He Liangchi was beaten almost every day, with major and minor injuries, and dense bruises.

They were also smart, knowing to avoid these obvious spots on their faces, which just saved He Liangchi the trouble of facing Xu Huilan's questioning when he went home.

During those days in the bottomless abyss, the only thing He Liangchi insisted on was to learn from death.

It couldn't be any worse, he thought wearily.

However, until a dutiful boy who was also bullied approached him, firmly and inexplicably wanted to be friends with him, and always followed him from time to time, He Liangchi didn't need friends, but over time he acquiesced in his existence.

On that day, He Liangchi thought it would be the same as before, but the group of people were uncharacteristically peaceful. After lunch, he felt some strange discomfort in his body, his mind was dizzy, and the factors of restlessness and fever gradually spread with the blood circulation. Come, especially like a precursor to a fever.

He was about to go to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water, but happened to run into an errand at work and told him to go to the multimedia room, saying that the teacher was looking for him.

In elementary schools in small places, the multimedia room has no multimedia at all. It is a pure decoration with a sign for inspection, and it has evolved into a place for teachers to talk and educate students who have made mistakes.

Thanks to those people, He Liangchi was often called there, so he didn't think too much about it, and he didn't have any doubts. He didn't know why it was a spoof again this time.

What he didn't realize was that when he changed direction and went upstairs, the errand runner who sent the message looked excited, and called several people to secretly follow to the multimedia room, as if he was going to witness a great event.

At the end of the corridor on the west side of the third floor, turn a corner and enter the multimedia classroom, which has a small space.

When He Liangchi walked to the door, he couldn't even stand still, his eyes were swaying. In the cold and cold season of early winter, he was so hot that he was sweating all over his body.

What's more frightening is that he found that his body had changed significantly.

Not quite right.

His mind became slightly chaotic, through the door, a girl's weeping sound could be faintly heard in the classroom, and the next moment, he pushed the door open in a daze.

At that moment, it was as if a needle had been stabbed into the eyeball, and He Liangchi's head became clearer.

The teacher was not there, but there was a weak girl crouching in the corner, trembling.

Her hair was disheveled and cut short and long. Her face was full of tears and red palm prints. Her eyes were full of fear and fear. She only had thin and disheveled clothes on her body. Torn, she hugged herself to cover the important parts.

Seeing him push open the door, the girl cried and screamed frantically.

He Liangchi frowned, and wanted to go out first, but he was defenseless, someone suddenly pushed him hard from behind.

He staggered a few steps in, and then a group of people who had been hiding next door filed in.

The front and back doors were locked, and several cellphones were filming him, and the familiar laughter of teasing reverberated, making the originally somewhat empty classroom cramped.

There are also more people lying outside the window and scrambling to look in.

"He Liangchi, you don't know her, let me tell you, her name is Qiu Yue, from class three." A girl dressed as a younger sister patted on the corner and said with a sneer, "She actually likes you, why don't you give me back?" You wrote a love letter, it’s so disgusting... Hey, do you want me to read a few paragraphs to you?"

The whole room burst into laughter.

Qiu Yue cried and shook her head.

He Liangchi leaned against the wall, pinching his own flesh tightly, the veins on his hands and forehead popping out.

"Oh, why are you crying? Aren't we kind enough to create opportunities for you? If it weren't for us, how would he know of your existence? Don't forget to thank us afterwards."

"Come on, smile at the camera, of course we have to record such an important moment, Eggplant~"

Cui Weifan, the boy who took the lead and mainly planned this matter, walked up to He Liangchi and smiled inexplicably.

"How about it, is it hard to endure?"

He Liangchi raised his eyes, his pupils were terribly gloomy, but instead of looking at Cui Weifan, he stared frighteningly at the boy who had been coweringly hiding behind a few people, the boy who had deliberately approached him for nearly a month.

When eating at noon, he presumptuously and graciously helped him get a glass of water.

"Now, you can start your show as much as you like—"

Before he finished speaking, the end of the last word was swallowed by a sudden impact.

Someone was startled by the sudden movement, and after subconsciously exclaiming, after everyone saw what happened, they fell silent in just two seconds, staring at the scene in front of them dumbfounded.

Cui Weifan was knocked a meter or two away by the violent kick, and fell to the ground together with the tables and chairs behind him. The organs in his stomach seemed to be in the wrong place. The pain made him unable to react, and he rolled on the ground clutching his stomach.

Without giving everyone time to adapt, He Liangchi was like a black and red volcano that was ignited, with a loud "bang", the landslide and the ground erupted.

No one can laugh anymore.

At first, a group of people were still no match for him, but later, other people's legs were too trembling to move forward.

He didn't blink, the strength of his attack ran counter to his calm demeanor, blood was splashed on his face, and the assailant had no power to fight back.

Cui Weifan's three fingers were broken, and two of his teeth fell into the Red River.

Panic, confusion, flight.

If they didn't dare, He Liang would dare.

No one thought that he was really a fierce and cruel evil god.

So when the teacher arrived, what he saw was not the "highlight" that was supposed to be presented, but the beast's fists gnawing heavily.

In the end, the school decided to expel He Liangchi, and Cui Weifan's family called the police.

But the truth of the matter was black and white, and the whole sequence of events turned into a disaster caused by him alone from beginning to end.

Qiu Yue accused him of wanting to do something wrong, and everyone present that day became a righteous witness.

He Liangchi defended and resisted, but no one believed him, no one.

Even Xu Huilan chose to believe that he was born with a bad nature in his bones.

He is the sustenance of his mother looking forward to finding his father, and nothing will happen to him. When Xu Huilan went to school, she knelt down for Qiu Yue's parents, Cui Weifan's parents, and the principal.

Qiu Yue watched He Liangchi cry, the eyes were not guilt, but remorse.

Regret why, to like him.

The backbone of a young man is a fierce bamboo, he would rather die than bend.

Just later.

When he was beaten to pieces by the whip, he no longer resisted.

……

So, why not resist?
"It's useless, no one will believe me."

The past was complicated and complicated, He Liangchi recalled it roughly, and only said this sentence lightly.

"How come?" Meng Cheng was unhappy when he heard this, and said to him seriously: "I can't guarantee it for others, but I will definitely believe you."

He Liangchi was startled.

"You don't believe me?"

He doesn't speak.

Meng Cheng rolled his eyes and thought of a way. She grabbed his left hand and bowed down.

A light and moist kiss was printed on the heel of his palm, only a few millimeters away from the shallow scar on his wrist.

Hold on for a second.

He Liangchi's breath was stagnant, and he couldn't believe what she had done.

Meng Cheng raised his head and met his stupid gaze.

Then he raised his fist, as if making a solemn oath.

"I, Meng Cheng, no matter what happens in the future, whether sick or healthy, whether poor or rich, I will unswervingly trust He Liangchi and trust him unconditionally."

"Here." She raised her eyebrows, tapped the kiss with her chin, and laughed, "This is the proof."

(End of this chapter)