Super Scholar [Quick Wear]

The little girl still jumped and skipped and followed Song Zifan home. Song Zifan's home was a distance away from the school. Usually after class, Song Zifan's family would not come to pick him up. One reason was that he was already a sophomore in high school, and the other was that he was a boy, so it didn't seem so nice to ask his family to pick him up.

Song Zifan got on the bus, No. 11 bus, and there was a familiar driver. After seeing Song Zifan, the driver looked him up and down, and then laughed.

The driver knew that Song Zifan was always beaten, and he also kindly gave advice, asking Song Zifan to tell his parents and teachers, he was a passionate person.

Wen Shuangshuang followed him up, and then found that she had no money to put in coins, and couldn't help looking at Song Zifan on the side.

"Brother Zifan, please swipe the card for me~"

She was also a little embarrassed. At this moment, in order to prevent the phone from being located, she didn't even hold the phone, and the phone was placed where she lived.

Song Zifan sighed, and then went to swipe the card for Wen Shuangshuang. After all, Wen Shuangshuang was also a pretty girl, and she was still very cute when she acted like a spoiled child.

These people were all people who had things happen to them or around them. Song Zifan didn't want to explore what happened to Wen Shuangshuang. He still wanted to live his own life, but he was always a little confused by Wen Shuangshuang.

Then the two sat in the back seat. Song Zifan looked out the window. The scenery kept drifting back. There was one more person beside him, which made Song Zifan a little uncomfortable.

He had long been accustomed to being alone, and doing everything by himself, so it was natural that there was one more person around him, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

But he didn't say it, because he and Wen Shuangshuang were both believers of the devil. Wen Shuangshuang wanted to pull him in now, and who knew what he wanted to do. Song Zifan didn't want to break the law. He just wanted to go to school safely, and then get into college and get out of his current environment.

Wen Shuangshuang didn't say anything either. She sat there blankly, looking out the window, not knowing what she was thinking. Both of them had their own ideas.

After the car passed five stops, Song Zifan got up and got off the car. Wen Shuangshuang quickly followed him and jumped with Song Zifan.

He then came to a nice-looking community. This was the house that Song Zifan's parents bought three years ago. When he walked forward, he noticed that Wen Shuangshuang was still behind him. Maybe others couldn't see it, but Song Zifan could see it.

"How long will you stay with me?"

Song Zifan turned his head and asked Wen Shuangshuang, thinking about such a little girl, is there no one worried about her being alone outside?

Song Zifan's gentlemanly manners towards girls since childhood made him think that Wen Shuangshuang's behavior of going home with strangers casually was a bit bad.

"Brother Zifan, I have no home, I really have no home, can you take me in for a while?"

She begged, with a sad expression on her face. To be honest, it was a bit false. Unfortunately, Song Zifan rarely refused the girl's request. In addition, it was getting dark at this time. Thinking that a girl was not safe outside, Song Zifan nodded.

"Then come up with me."

The two walked in together and entered the elevator, but in fact, only Song Zifan could be seen in the surveillance. If someone checked this surveillance, they would find that Song Zifan was talking to himself as if he was sick.

On the 20th floor, Song Zifan walked out of the elevator, then took out the key to open the door, and then walked in with Wen Shuangshuang. The air was filled with the aroma of food. After hearing the voice, a woman came out. After seeing Song Zifan, her whole body trembled, and then she showed an embarrassed expression.

"Zifan, you are back. Mom just made you the bean buns and crab buns you like to eat. I will serve them to you right away."

She seemed to be a little afraid of Song Zifan. Wen Shuangshuang saw the scars on her body and turned to look at Song Zifan.

"Yeah."

Song Zifan nodded indifferently, and didn't seem to care about his mother's flattery.

Yu Lihua, Song Zifan's mother, was still in pain at this time. She didn't know what happened to her son, but everything she had experienced made Yu Lihua feel very weird.

Then she quickly prepared the meal, which was very rich, and the whole table was full of Song Zifan's favorite food.

Song Zifan sat down to eat, and Wen Shuangshuang sat down beside him, but Yu Lihua couldn't see Wen Shuangshuang.

Such food was still very delicious. Yu Lihua saw that her son seemed to be satisfied with the meal, so she spoke carefully.

"Zifan, mom knows that you were bullied in school before and it was very uncomfortable. Can you stop hurting mom?"

She was a housewife. In the past, she would go out to play mahjong besides cooking. After hearing her son say that he was bullied by other classmates at school, Yu Lihua also thought that it was just a fight between her son and his classmates, and it would be fine in a few days. After that, even if she saw scars on her son, Yu Lihua felt that their family was just an ordinary family. If she went to the school to find the teacher, it would have a bad impact, so she blamed her son a little. After all, there were so many students in this school, why didn't he beat others, didn't he bully others, but bullied you?

Not only Yu Lihua thought so, Yu Lihua's husband Song □□ also thought so. After knowing that his son was beaten at school, the two not only did not stand up for their son, they even thought that it must be his fault. Otherwise, why didn't they beat other classmates but only him?

Seeing that their son was so hopeless, Yu Lihua and Song □□ were so angry that they couldn't help but take action when they saw their son when they returned home.

Song Zifan was not only bullied by his classmates at school, but also scolded and beaten by his biological parents at home, which was really miserable.

"I've been in pain, I told you."

Song Zifan raised his head, his originally handsome face now expressionless, even a little indifferent.

"I have been bullied since I was a freshman in high school. Both you and dad said it was my own problem. I will return this sentence to you now. The pain you have now is your own problem. I hit you because you hit me." If you don't hit me, why would I hit you? You should reflect on why you are hit, not why it hurts."

Being beaten is very painful.

Song Zifan said calmly, not only did he have steel and iron bones, but even if he beat others, others would not be able to tell this to the outside world.

For example, that day when Song Zifan returned home after becoming a disciple of Lord Demon, Song □□ and Yu Lihua wanted to beat him up. It was at that time that Song Zifan discovered his ability and he beat him back.

The people he beat will remain in pain for a long time, just like himself, the pain in his body is severe, like a needle prick, which cannot be relieved by medicine, and he is tortured every minute your body.

He returned what his parents had said to him before.

Why don't you hit others? Why do you hit you? Don't you have any idea?

Yu Lihua's face was ugly, but she didn't dare to provoke her son. She didn't know why, but this son suddenly became a pervert. The beating hurt so much that even though she and her husband desperately begged for mercy, the other party didn't stop, almost. My son beat her and her husband to death! !

It's just that their bodies are in so much pain that they are almost dying of pain, but there are only very few traces on their bodies, which are almost impossible to detect using medical means.

Yu Lihua also went to the hospital and told the doctor that she was in pain all over her body, but in the end, the painkillers prescribed were of no use at all.

At this moment, there was a sound at the door. It was Song □□ who was back.

Song □□ was also beaten severely. As a father, he was actually beaten by his own son. It was not wrong for him to kneel down and beg for mercy at the time, but then he thought about ways to take revenge and went back. As a result, the severe pain in his body made it impossible for him to come. Thinking about it, he even went to the hospital to issue a certificate to accuse his son, but the doctor's examination found nothing wrong.

The whole day at work today, my body was in severe pain, as if someone was hitting my chest with a hammer all the time. Song □□ felt like she was going crazy.

He walked in with a dark face. He was originally in a bad mood, but after walking in, he saw his son sitting there with calm eyes, looking over. His legs suddenly shook. Thinking of his son's expressionless beating, he felt still in his heart. Afraid.

"Zifan, you are back..."

He walked towards his son uncomfortably and saw the meal that had already been eaten on the table. He instinctively wanted to scold his son and his wife. Why didn't he wait until he, the head of the family, came back before eating. However, considering his son's fighting ability, he could only silence.

Sitting there with an ugly face, Song □□ was not in a good mood.

Song Zifan glanced at his father, but took the initiative to speak.

"Those people who beat me at school before, they came after me today."

As soon as these words came out, the couple immediately looked at Song Zifan, and then found that there were no wounds on Song Zifan's body, which proved that those people were probably beaten by Song Zifan...

"I beat them all, just like they did to me before, and pushed them into the toilet. They have always done this to me before. Mom and Dad, you'd better be obedient and don't make me angry. Otherwise, my temper would be very bad now.”

Song Zifan laughed as he spoke, and it turned out to be a bit morbid. His behavior in school was obviously normal. Although he was no longer weak as before, but now, in front of his biological parents, he no longer covered up his madness. As a devil, A believer who knows what he has control over.

He doesn't want to kill people, nor does he want to cause destruction, but he always wants to use what he has now to make his life more comfortable.

The two people who were warned by Song Zifan suddenly trembled. Knowing how terrifying this son was now, they nodded quickly.

"Don't worry, your parents will give you whatever you need. Your parents will give it to you."

"Yes, mom will cook whatever you want to eat."

The two of them were really scared, because they found that there were so many wounds on their bodies and they were in so much pain, but others couldn't seem to see them. And when someone asked them why they had wounds on their bodies, they wanted to say that they were injured by their son Song Zifan. He was beaten, but he couldn't even say it.

It was as if something had taken control of their bodies. They could not tell that the wounds on their bodies were caused by Song Zifan. This horrible feeling was simply beyond words.

Song Zifan was in a much better mood and continued to eat. Wen Shuangshuang was also eating because no one saw her. Soon, the meal was finished. Song Zifan went back to his room and planned to play games for a while.

Wen Shuangshuang also followed in.

A seventeen-year-old boy, the room was sky blue, with the freshness and gentleness of a boy. Song Zifan sat on the chair, turned on his phone, and started playing games, completely ignoring Wen Shuangshuang.

Wen Shuangshuang was sitting on the bed, looking at Song Zifan who was playing games seriously there, his eyes rolling, not knowing what he was thinking.

The sounds of mobile games occasionally came through, and Wen Shuangshuang turned on the air conditioner. The room was a little hot. Even though Song Zifan had taken off his down jacket before, it was still a little hot wearing a black sweater.

However, he glanced at Wen Shuangshuang in the middle of the game and had no intention of changing clothes. On the contrary, Wen Shuangshuang took off the down jacket outside, revealing a white lace skirt. It was very thin and clung to the girl's body, revealing the girl's exquisite body. figure.

Wen Shuangshuang is really beautiful, the kind that men would like, with an extremely delicate baby face and fair and tender skin that seems to turn red when pinched. She has a very good figure, not like a fourteen-year-old child, almost It's similar to that of mature women. The more like this, the more attractive it is.

It's a pity that Song Zifan didn't even look at it, he was busy playing games.

With the gift of the devil, Song Zifan is now obedient to his parents and is no longer afraid of those who bully him in school. He is not a devil. He likes to bully others for fun. He just comes back for revenge and does not harm other innocent people. .

He plans to enter a university, leave this home, and live in a larger city.

After playing the game for a while, Song Zifan started to watch the live broadcast of lectures by famous teachers. It was a paid live broadcast. Song Zifan didn't have the money to watch this before, but now he has asked his parents for money.

Lying on the table and doing my homework seriously, I seemed to have forgotten that Wen Shuangshuang was there.

Wen Shuangshuang didn't expect that Song Zifan would ignore her existence like this. Just when Song Zifan finished watching the live broadcast and writing the topic, Wen Shuangshuang came closer. She suddenly hugged Song Zifan from behind, frightening Song Zifan so much that he couldn't move. .

"Brother Zifan~"

She was still acting coquettishly, but there was a bit of softness in her coquettishness.

It's a pity that Song Zifan's back when she was holding him had turned into steel. It was so hard that he couldn't touch the soft parts of Wen Shuangshuang's body at all.

The next moment, Song Zifan threw Wen Shuangshuang directly on the bed. At least his bed had some elasticity and Wen Shuangshuang was not injured.

"Why are you doing this?"

Song Zifan sighed, thinking of the pictures Wen Shuangshuang had posted in the group before, and actually had some guesses about Wen Shuangshuang's situation. There would be many boys who couldn't refuse such a beautiful girl, but Song Zifan was not in the mood to fall in love. I don’t want to have more contact with girls.

Wen Shuangshuang was thrown into the bed, but her eyes were red.

"You ignore me and I don't know what to do. Why don't you cooperate with me? We are all believers of Lord Demon. We are the people of the same world. Sooner or later, this world will be controlled by us. When Lord Devil We are the most powerful in controlling this world!”

She was really aggrieved. She had already gone all out and planned to use her beauty to get Song Zifan to cooperate with her, but she was rejected. This time, her body still hurt, and she felt very aggrieved.

"..."

Song Zifan was speechless.

He looked at Wen Shuangshuang and said.

"The Demon Lord doesn't want to control this world. He was just summoned by us. If it wanted to, then this world would have been in the hands of the Demon Lord. If you come to me now, you want me to help you do bad things. My future soul It’s dedicated to the devil, so I don’t want to do bad things. In this case, my soul will be delicious after I die.”

This is what I know after watching many movies about demons. Demons like pure souls. Song Zifan thinks that he is not a good person, but now that he has become a believer of the demon, he hopes that one day in the future, he When you become the food of the devil, you can make the devil like it.

"How do you know the Lord Demon doesn't want to? It has given us such powerful abilities! It is to make us superior! It is to make us more powerful than ordinary humans! In order to protect more people from harm! You don't understand! "

Wen Shuangshuang sat on the bed and objected to Song Zifan. Thinking of the people he had sent to the dreamland, he felt an unprecedented nausea in his heart. It was the kind of uncomfortable nausea, the kind of nausea where he felt that his whole body was dirty.

The next second, she got up from the bed, her eyes red.

"I want to take a bath, Song Zifan, I want to take a bath!"

She ordered Song Zifan. For such a willful girl, Song Zifan had no choice but to take her to take a bath.

"I'll stay outside. If you need anything, please call me."

Song Zifan said and closed the bathroom door. He vaguely guessed what happened to Wen Shuangshuang, but if the other party didn't tell him, he wouldn't take the initiative to mention it.

Lord Demon accepted their offering, so... what did Wen Shuangshuang do before he came?

What is her special ability?

Lowering his head, Song Zifan looked at his hands. Then under Song Zifan's gaze, Song Zifan's hands turned into a color similar to steel, just like the Iron Man in the movie.

There was a sound of water running from the bathroom, and the shower head continued to flow down Wen Shuangshuang's head. She was still wearing a white skirt, but she stood there with her hands clasped on her arms for a long time, and blood even flowed from her arms. Then he was washed away by the current.

With a mess of fear in her mind, Wen Shuangshuang finally took off her clothes and then kept washing her body, turning her fair skin red, which was almost painful.

After about half an hour, there was no sound inside. Song Zifan stood at the door for half an hour. He was afraid that his parents would come out, but the Song family couple were afraid of Song Zifan, so they would not come out in the middle of the night. When they heard the sound of water, they just thought that Song Zifan was taking a bath.

"Song Zifan, I'm done."

Wen Shuangshuang inside said, and the door was pushed open. Song Zifan suddenly saw Wen Shuangshuang wrapped in her bath towel. Her hair was wet and her whole body looked red, like an abandoned little animal.

On her arm was the familiar red butterfly.

"Come to my room, I'll find clothes for you."

He turned his head and walked towards his room without looking at Wen Shuangshuang.

Song Zifan's indifference to Wen Shuangshuang gave Wen Shuangshuang a different sense of security.

Then Wen Shuangshuang changed into Song Zifan's sweater. The sweater was so big that it reached Wen Shuangshuang's knees. Wen Shuangshuang was on Song Zifan's bed. She could smell some kind of detergent on the quilt, but not the strange smell of boys.

"Go to sleep. I'll read tonight."

Perhaps because of the favor of the devil, Song Zifan felt particularly motivated, and his body was not as easily tired as other people, so he planned to continue reading.

Wen Shuangshuang looked at the back of Song Zifan. After what happened, she was afraid of men, but now she was willing to stay in a small room with Song Zifan, even lying on his bed.

Thinking of her behavior just now, Wen Shuangshuang felt extremely ashamed. She didn't have to let Song Zifan do bad things with her. She...she just couldn't find anyone else.

She had seen Bai Yanting in the group, and she didn't dare to stay with him.

She couldn't find anyone else for a while, so she could only find Song Zifan, and wanted to form an alliance, because they were all favored by the devil, so they were in the same world.

That's what Wen Shuangshuang thought.

But she didn't expect Song Zifan to just be an ordinary person, but when she hugged him, she could feel his steel-like body, which proved that he was definitely not an ordinary person.

After staring at Song Zifan's back for a while, Wen Shuangshuang closed her eyes.

She still wanted to prove that she was right.

After Wen Shuangshuang was immersed in the dream, she saw the butterfly on her arm began to fly, and the red mist appeared from Wen Shuangshuang's body, constantly spreading out of the room, and directly enveloped the entire Ningzhou City at the fastest speed.

Song Zifan looked down and saw the red mist at his feet, turned his head and saw that Wen Shuangshuang had fallen asleep, and didn't know how to explore the other party's affairs for a while, so he continued to study.

He believed that Wen Shuangshuang would not kill people.

But Song Zifan didn't know at this time that Wen Shuangshuang's non-killing was more terrifying than killing people!

When the Song couple next door fell asleep, they sank into the red dream together. When they "woke up" again, they found that they had become "their" children!

So, they experienced their problems as parents from the perspective of their children. For example, they were beaten and bullied at school. As a result, after returning, they heard "themselves" asking them why others were not beaten, but only they were beaten!

Except for the Song family, wherever the red fog went, anyone who had a child was pulled into the crazy dream by the red fog.

In the dream, they became their own children and experienced the days of being controlled by "themselves"...