The group pet cubs of the six villain brothers

Chapter 42 Precursors of split personality

"You said I framed it and I framed it?"

Dumb didn't expect that he would guess it was him, so he raised his voice with guilt.

Then he crossed his hips and glared at him viciously: "Everyone, come and see, this little cripple obviously wet the bed but still doesn't recognize him, what a shameful face!"

Originally, the children's understanding of things was superficial, but once someone took the rhythm, they were immediately pulled aside.

"Why is he like this? He's still wet the bed at such a big age."

"It's okay to wet the bed, but I still don't admit it."

"My mother said that dishonest kids are bad kids!"

Whispering and contemptuous voices followed one sentence after another, like a sharp knife constantly piercing He Zhiyan's body and mind.

He Zhiyan was trembling against the back against the corner, moving the corners of his pale lips, stubbornly defending his last dignity: "I didn't wet the bed! If you don't believe me, you can take this wet sheet for testing!"

For the sake of privacy, there is no monitoring system installed in the dormitory, only a few life teachers will check every 10 minutes, so this is the only way now.

"Everyone, don't believe him. There are people in his family at the testing center. If they send it for testing, they will definitely fake it." Duan didn't expect that He Zhiyan's logic would be so clear at this time, and he panicked so much that he simply started spreading rumors .

In a word, it completely blocked He Zhiyan's escape route. Even if he really took it for testing now, with his current preconceptions, no one would believe him.

"I didn't!" He Zhiyan explained with his fist hanging down on the bed, his eyes tearing apart, almost roaring.

But still no one believed him!
That's right, he was a despised existence, who would believe his words?
He Zhiyan suddenly sneered self-deprecatingly, his clenched fist almost sank into the depths of his palm, but he didn't even frown as if he didn't feel any pain.

"I heard that bedwetting is contagious. Everyone should stay away from He Zhiyan in the future, or they will all wet the bed like him!" Du Hu said again.

Hearing this, the children immediately hid away like the plague, and looked at He Zhiyan with disgust in their eyes.

Those mocking gazes seemed to have substance, and they touched He Zhiyan's body and mind. His breathing almost stopped, and his headache was splitting.

He Zhiyan stretched out his hand, wanting to grab the mighty Duhu in front of him, pinch his neck and force him to tell the truth.

But his head hurt more and more, the pain was so painful that he even began to lose consciousness, and the hand that was stretched out could only hang down feebly...

It seems that some voice said in his mind, even if the explanation is clear, so what, you are still a cripple, and you are still the laughing stock of everyone...

Ah!
He Zhiyan thought to himself, let it be like this, let's just fall into the abyss!

"He Zhiyan!" In the suffocating darkness, a familiar voice suddenly came.

Her voice was obviously very close to her, but it seemed to be very far away, with an ethereal taste.

Here comes the cub!
She was supposed to go to the bathroom, but when she passed by the little boy's dormitory, she happened to hear movement, and she rushed in quickly. (Kindergarten dormitories are all on the same floor)

As soon as she came in, she saw He Zhiyan curled up in the corner, holding his head in his hands in extreme pain, the air pressure in his body was terribly low, and there seemed to be a real black mist around him.

The cub knew right away that this was a sign of split personality.

Since his legs became disabled, he had already endured pain and despair in his heart that shouldn't be at this age.

And what Dumb did today was the trigger, finally breaking the seed of split personality.

Although there was no split personality immediately, it would slowly germinate thereafter until it completely devoured He Zhiyan.

(End of this chapter)