Stepford Wives Don't Go to Court

"An Zhike, to be honest, did you send the photos and comments on the forum?!"

Several people pushed and bustled around a giant, ferocious and undisguised contempt, wantonly manic on that youthful and bright face.

"No, no, it's really not me..."

The weak female voice argued vigorously, but it was soon covered by the unbridled laughter.

"An Zhike, you don't take a mirror to look at us. How dare you come out to pollute our eyes now?"

"An Zhike, do you still think you are the high school flower of a university? Hehe, big fat pig!"

Harsh laughter, disdainful eyes and insulting words are also indisputable facts.

On his face, his body was piled up with layers of fat, and his broad clothes could not cover his frighteningly bloated body. Because he was too fat, the meat on his face was crowded into a pile, even his facial features could not be seen clearly, and his hair was messy.

If you don't say it, who would believe that such a embarrassed woman would be an Zhike, the beautiful school flower of a university, who was once sought after by thousands of people?

An Zhike silently endured the insult of the people. The wronged tears swirled in his eyes, but he still bit his lower lip and stubbornly didn't fall.

Why, why doesn't anyone want to listen to her explanation?

Why doesn't anyone want to believe her?

Her eyes filled with tears scanned the crowd. There was no lack of her suitors in those years. The men who once obeyed her were staring at her with that kind of contempt, as if she were just a pile of disgusting garbage.

The photos and words put on the school forum have become the most favorable weapon for people to attack her. These days, she has been ridiculed and insulted by her classmates. She didn't expect that those who were originally kind to change their faces would be so terrible.

These days, she is like a rat crossing the street. No matter where she goes in school, she will be ridiculed. What's more, she will put expired smelly food in her cabinet, her books are thrown in the garbage, and her clothes are splashed with dirty water again and again.

Wherever we go, the ironic eyes will follow us, from the school flower pursued by thousands of people to the ugly girl despised by everyone, and from heaven to hell, it is just a line difference.

She knew how ugly she was now and tried not to appear in front of them, but why, even if she was as humble as an ant, they were still unwilling to let her go.

But how can she admit what she hasn't done?

"Xiao Ke?"

The soft female voice is the sound of nature in an Zhike's ear. Zeng Yu, her best friend! She knew that the photo and speech were not released by her. As long as she told others, others would believe it.

"Ah Yu, tell them quickly that I didn't do it. I don't know it at all!"

An Zhike is like grabbing the last straw and looking brightly at Zeng Yu coming. She is her best friend. She will help her. She will!

Zeng Yu walked slowly to an Zhike. Her soft face was filled with heartache. An Zhike's heart was full of hope, but she didn't see the treachery of Zeng Yu's eyes covered by layers.

"Xiao Ke, I advised you. Why didn't you listen? I said it's bad to do that. Do you know how painful it is for you?"

An Zhi can stare big eyes and listen to Zeng Yu's words pretending to be distressed with an unbelievable face.

Why? She knows that she didn't do it. She should know who she is, but why do she say something that would be misunderstood?!

"It's really you! An Zhike, even your best friend has stood up. What else do you have to say?!"

"Disgusting woman! Get out! Get out of this school!"

best friend? An Zhike's eyes shook a few times and fell on Zeng Yu with a sad face. If he was his best friend, how could he beat her at this time?

Doesn't she know that her words at this time are the same as pushing her into the fire pit?

Zeng Yu, what is your heart?

An Zhike's heart cooled in an instant, because of the betrayal of his friends and the aggressiveness of everyone.

Because of panic, an Zhike's steps moved back, but because his body trembled badly, his feet softened and unconsciously fell back.

Because of his bulky body, an Zhike waved his hands carelessly, hoping to grasp some support, but he was still watching the excitement. The crowd who had nothing to do with themselves suddenly dispersed. An Zhike could see very clearly that those faces were deeply despised and despised, as if it was not a person but a pile of smelly garbage that fell down, Avoid it.

Hehe, an Zhike closes her eyes and laughs sadly. What breaks her heart most is not the reaction of the people, but the admiration of the group of people she has just avoided.

Mu Li, who is not the boyfriend who has been in love with her for many years and agreed to live and die?

The sorrow is nothing more than heart death. An Zhike just feels that a sharp knife has ruthlessly pierced into his heart and crushed it until it is bleeding and suffocating. If the people he loves most and the friends he trusts most can betray himself, what else can he believe in this world?

The bloated body fell down heavily, and there was a dull pain in the hand. Countless small stones pierced into an Zhike's arm through thin clothes. The pain hit, and the blood penetrated through the white clothes.

The bright red blood, like Datura flowers in full bloom in the depths of hell, reminds an Zhike of his most painful memory.

An Zhike looked at it so foolishly, his pupils narrowed and tightened, and his body shook a few times. An Zhike suddenly stared at him, and the memories blocked by layers poured into his mind madly at the moment.

"Xiao Ke, I'm in pain. It really hurts. Help me, help me!"

The startling cry for help and plea echoed in his ears. An Zhike's face became more and more pale. In a trance, he stared at his hands, which seemed to be full of blood.

"No, no!"

An Zhike screamed with fear, hugged her head, screamed hysterically with pain on her face, and burst into tears. Fear drowned her whole person.

They were stunned by her strange behavior and didn't know how to react for a moment.

An Zhike stared at the blood red, like a fool, and suddenly laughed. The laughter was like a ghost against the dead silence.

"Didi" whistle sounded suddenly, people looked, and the black Rolls Royce stopped in the middle of the path.

An Zhike was also pulled back to reality by the loud sound and looked at the sound source with a dull look.

The car started, went straight ahead, and finally stopped less than five steps away from the crowd.

When the door opened, the principal of a university came out, lowered his head and held the door. The respectful look on his face surprised everyone.

One after another guessed what a big man was sitting inside, which could make the headmaster so humble.