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Chapter 75

What a bunch of lunatics!Almost twitching the corners of his mouth, he walked quickly.I really can't stand these women, what is going on in my head, whether to get rid of it or not, it's really... and I'm not gay (although Mingyue is a boy), let alone even if I really want to fall in love, I will definitely He wouldn't look for a guy like Mingyue with a low IQ.

As I was walking, a tomato suddenly flew towards me. I immediately raised my hand and swiped it in another direction, hitting a poor tree trunk.

As soon as he moved his eyes, he saw that young master He Lan, who was white and jade-like, came over angrily: "Why are you with this shameless woman?! Why do you have other friends!"

There was a drop of sweat on my forehead, and when I was about to say something, Mingyue snatched it away: "What shameless woman, I am Xiaocha's favorite woman. Are you jealous, little brother?"

"Wh...why are you jealous, I, I despise her, I really have no shame in kissing me with a girl!" The child's face turned livid with anger when he heard Mingyue's words.

I frowned and interrupted their dispute lightly: "Master He Lan, who I associate with has nothing to do with you."

The child's face became even more ugly... He yelled at me with a hard temper: "Damn, of course it's related. From now on, as long as they are your friends, I will never let them go! I... I will definitely not let them stay here safely. Stay in the academy. Anyone who offends me, He Lan, I must make him (her) die ugly!"

Before he finished speaking, I took a step forward and stood in front of him and grabbed his neck in an instant: "I don't care how you deal with me. But let me remind you first, if it involves me My friend... I will definitely let you know what hell is."

Maybe it's because the strength of his hand was a little heavier, but He Lan's face was pale and a little purple, and a thin layer of sweat slid down from his forehead. (I frightened her pale face, and pinched her purple face)
The other students standing around all stood there dumbfounded, watching helplessly as I pinched their young master.

Mingyue didn't expect me to lose my temper so suddenly, she was a little embarrassed and wanted to ease the atmosphere: "Little, Xiaocha...he was just joking."

My original cold eyes suddenly returned, and then I let go of my hand and pushed He Lan back a step. He didn't stand still and fell directly to the ground.The slender hands seemed to be still trembling, and the big eyes that were shining like jasper didn't even dare to lift them now...

Just now...just now...she wanted to kill me.

I frowned and stroked my forehead: "Sorry." Then I left Mingyue and walked towards the villa by myself without looking back... This is the second time, the second time I have such an urge to get angry .The first time was when I was in the art building when I was taken into the snake room by that gentle, harmless but sinister person. I was angry and broke all the snakes in the room; the second time was just now... I knew that What the child said was a joke. He knew that it was impossible to hurt my friend, but he still couldn't help but vent his anger.Is it because you are too tired recently?Looks like you really need to take a break.

"Xiaocha, Xiaocha...Xiaocha wait for me." Mingyue's delicate voice was still behind him (he pretended it himself), and then he stumbled and ran behind me and grabbed me again, half-jokingly following me. Wordy... Xiaocha was so fierce just now.Xiaocha, just now I thought you would kill someone, Xiaocha's serious look is really scary, don't be like this in the future.Xiaocha, Xiaocha, have you had dinner yet? Let's go have dinner...

The voice gradually faded away, and He Lan, who was still sitting on the ground, hadn't reacted from the shock just now, a faint red mark had been left on her fair neck, which was left to him by the girl just now The mark...as if to kill him, a curse-like mark.Those, those who hate me... must also want to be like her, strangling my neck, hoping that I can die.

Unknowingly, tears fell from the eye sockets... From the time I was sensible, from the time I knew that people around me hated me because of my bad play, I never cried again.Even if I fall occasionally, even if I get injured occasionally, no one is willing to come and help me up.So I let myself learn not to cry, not to cry when I fall, not to cry when I get hurt, not to cry when I am sick, not to cry when I am afraid, not to cry when I am afraid, not to cry when I am alone...

but……

Still crying now...

It doesn't matter how you deal with me.But let me remind you first, if my friends are involved... I will definitely let you know what hell is.

This is what she said to me, that girl like the wind is always bright around her, as if many shining stars follow and accompany her.When I saw her for the first time, I thought, if I could, if I could be her friend... I would be very happy.It must be very happy.Being with that girl so affectionately, although there was an expression of impatience on her face, she never felt disgusted. She was always so gentle with her friends, they were all like that...very gentle, very gentle.

I want to talk to her, I want to go over and say hello to her.But I don't know how to do this, no one has ever taught me how to do this, no one has ever taught me how to make friends.I have been self-willed since before, bullying those who are weak and making them obey my orders, because I am afraid of being lonely, so I let them be by my side all the time.As long as I bully them, they will obediently come to me and obey my words.But... Only her is different, no matter how I bully her, how I threaten her, she can be indifferent or even understatement... To her, I am weak, I am vulnerable.

When I was hit by the pumpkin she threw back, I really wanted to cry, and I really wanted to tell the people around me that it hurts, it hurts.I was very scared when the blood flowed down, I was very afraid that I would die, maybe more and more blood would flow, maybe I would die.

When she walked in front of me, I thought she was going to scold me angrily, scolding me like those people, saying that I was uneducated, that I was self-willed... But she didn't, she just raised her hand lightly and touched touch my head...

"Does it hurt?"

Does it hurt...

It was a very soft sentence, but it made all my fear and fear disappear at once.

(End of this chapter)