Rebirth of the Revenge Queen

The wrist from Yan Lecheng's hand to pull out, Zhang Ya just cold glanced at him without saying anything, then followed Wan Xinghao and others directly left.

On the way back to the classroom, no one asked what he knew. When he got to the door of the classroom, ilanyou and Xiang jiu'er were about to enter the classroom, Wan Xinghao led Zhang Ya to walk through the door of the classroom.

"Eh?" Xiang jiu'er blinked, "where are they going?"

"Don't ask any more." Ilanyou looks at their backs and enters the classroom.

"You don't have to worry about my brother and my sister-in-law," said Wan Xingke, who was leaning against the wall in the classroom with a slight smile. "He is sincere."

"I know." Elanyou answered and went straight back to his seat.

In any case, she was relieved.

Zhang Ya on the other side was taken to the clinic by Wan Xinghao, whose teacher was not there.

After finally finding a bottle of ointment, Wan Xinghao returned to Zhang Ya, unscrewed the bottle, and motioned Zhang Ya to raise his head.

Zhang Ya did as she did, and WAN Xinghao gently rubbed the scar on her neck.

Touching the mark on her neck, Wan Xinghao felt that his fingertips were trembling. He killed so many people since he remembered. Now it's just medicine. His hands are shaking like this

Zhang Ya quietly waits for him to finish the medicine, then she reaches out to hold Wan Xinghao's hand: "don't panic, nothing, it's all over." In the future, she will not give Yan Lecheng a chance to hurt herself.

Even in the memory of rotten Yan Lecheng himself rotted, she will not.

“……” Wan Xinghao frowned slightly and looked at Zhang Ya's heart with five tastes.

"I know what you want to do." Zhang Ya looked into his eyes and said, "the man just named Yan Lecheng is the son of principal Yan."

“……” Wan Xinghao looks at Zhang Ya and waits for her to finish speaking.

"He Hate me, he thinks it's me and principal Yan who killed his mother. " Zhang Ya smiled: "in fact, I don't know if it's me. At that time, I just wanted to live and didn't want to go back to the orphanage..."

Zhang Ya's eyes gradually darkened: "do you know what life is like in the orphanage?"

Wan Xinghao shook his head.

"The orphanage I stayed in is the most terrible place in the world." "I've been there since I remember, fighting, beating, starving, bullying All the gloom you can imagine It's all there It's like purgatory. It's not just to grab food from other orphans, but also to be hoisted up and beaten by the teacher. His feet are tied with ropes and fall on a high shelf, and his eyes are bloodshot. "

“……” Wan Xinghao's eyebrows wrinkled again.

"I didn't remember before I was in the orphanage. I was extremely thin. The last one who came there became the object of all people's bullying." Zhang Ya's expressionless face is like telling another's story: "I remember the most clearly that there is a big wolf dog in the yard of the orphanage. They throw my rice at that dog every day. I'm very hungry Hungry crazy. Then... "

Wan Xinghao reaches out and holds Zhang Ya's hand in the palm of his hand. He doesn't want her to say anything more.

"And then I'll go with the dog." Zhang Ya's eyes became bleak: "I know very well that at that time, I could only live with a dog, and I would follow it to bite. Do you know what the word" bite "means?"

Wan Xinghao did not dare to think about the chill of that word.

"I don't even know how I could have asked for it now." Zhang Ya smiled: "but I won. I not only won, but also smashed its head with a stone Maybe it's because people are smarter than dogs... "

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Ya pursed his mouth and said, "I killed the dean's dog and was hoisted. When I thought I was going to be killed alive, principal Yan came."

Wan Xinghao was relieved.

"The Dean didn't want others to know that there was such an incident in the orphanage, so he put me down. Everyone thought that nothing had happened. They welcomed President Yan happily. He brought a lot of money and sugar. Then principal Yan adopted me and took me home. "

Zhang Ya's eyes finally have a light: "do you know the feeling of the afterlife?"

Wan Xinghao nodded. He thought he was dead when he fought with others several times. But in the end, he survived. That feeling was very clear to him.

"I always appreciate him. When he took me home, Yan Lecheng and Yan Leshi were very happy. They were very good to me, very good and good." Zhang Ya seems to be immersed in the beautiful memories, with bright eyes and a sweet smile on his lips: "they give me toys and delicious food I have never eaten. I wear a beautiful skirt and go to school with them. It's really like a dream. "

Wan Xinghao looks at Zhang Ya quietly, and he can feel that the memory is the happiest precious memory of Zhang Ya.

"Later..." Zhang Ya's eyes slightly drooped: "my talent in learning has been shown. I can never forget all the books. As long as I hear all the questions once, I can draw inferences from one example. Genius Everyone calls me that, even I'm a little complacent. "

Wan Xinghao is puzzled. Does this have anything to do with Yan Lecheng's mother's death?

"Maybe he sympathizes with me, or he really thinks I can be made. President Yan has devoted more time and effort to me than Yan Lecheng and Yan Leshi combined." "Gradually, they stopped playing with me, first Yan Leshi, and then Yan Lecheng stopped talking to me," Zhang said

"I'm scared." Zhang Ya frowned slightly: "I was afraid that I would be sent back to the orphanage, so I worked harder and harder. I know that I am not Yan's own child. If I want to have a place in that home, I will study hard."

"The harder I work, the more Yan will pay attention to me, but the more indifferent the rest of the family will be to me." Zhang Ya is a little excited. She holds Wan Xinghao's hand, and her strength seems to be getting bigger: "gradually, bullying comes back to me, my room is often smashed, my exercise book is torn, my schoolbag is burned in the room. I've got nails in my shoes and needles in the collar of my shirt, which makes me hurt all over. "

"Later, when I was an orphan, bullying came to the school." Zhang Ya's tone at this time was much calmer, as if he had been used to it: "but compared with the orphanage, these things are trivial. I can bear it, as long as I don't send me back to the orphanage."