"What's going on? Why aren't you moving?"
"No, it can't be...you, you go and have a look..."
"Could it be... that he died...?"
"What should I do? Is someone going to die?"
"Wanyue, you proposed this, please think of a solution!"
"..."
A bunch of noisy arguments lingered in my ears, messy, like the buzzing of flies, disturbing people.
A splitting headache.
This was when Sang Luo woke up. It was as if a steel bar had been inserted into her head and stirred. The deep-seated pain was like an airtight net, crushing and harvesting all her five senses.
Her memory still lingered on the ferocious and vicious face covered in blood at the end.
Is this already dead? That's right, that smelly Taoist priest is desperate for his life. Even if he endures the backlash, he will kill him with one blow. The power of the blood array created by him is impossible for anyone to resist, and there is no possibility of survival.
In the small space, the quarrels continued, and the small group seemed to be having internal strife, which was getting worse.
"It's true that I suggested it, but if you really want to talk about bullying her, I didn't do anything." The corner of Su Wanyue's mouth raised a mocking arc.
"And none of you can escape."
The atmosphere was tense for a moment. It seemed that the threat had gone too far. The sharp accusation suddenly became mute, and his voice became as soft as spring water: "Don't worry, it's just a country thing picked up. My Su family is here."
With Miss Su's guarantee, several people gradually calmed down and began to discuss how to handle the funeral arrangements.
Sang Luo was in unbearable pain and breaking out in cold sweat. He was so upset by the noise in his ears that he just wanted to yell, "Shut up." However, his mouth was opened, and only a few little kitten-like humming sounds came out of his throat.
Her movement immediately attracted attention, and one person pointed at the "body" on the ground and shouted: "She's not dead!"
This sentence was like hot oil in a pot, and others started to boil as well.
Su Wanyue's heart gradually sank, and the corners of her mouth became a straight line. This person was the one she "greeted" with her eyes. Unexpectedly, he was really lucky.
She calmed down for a moment, smoothed her hair around her ears, and nuzzled her chin at the person next to her: "Waking her up."
The girl next to him was startled, looking at the unconscious Sang Luo, hesitating a little: "Okay, what if something happens..."
Su Wanyue smiled coldly: "Have you forgotten the purpose of your visit? If you have forgotten, then I don't mind letting her reminisce."
The girl was startled, then gritted her teeth and took out the bucket beside her.
A basin of cold water was poured down on Duotou. In the cold weather, it was almost like a world of ice and fire.
But thanks to this basin of water, Sang Luo's mind was completely clear. She opened her sealed eyelids and began to look at the small group in front of her.
Several wealthy ladies in rich clothes had faces of panic, guilt, and gloating, while the most prominent one stood in the middle, tall and with contemptuous eyes, as if she was looking at a piece of trash.
At the same time, Su Wanyue was also looking at the girl lying on the ground.
She found that there seemed to be something different about the person in front of her. The evasive eyes, like those of a stinky rat in the gutter, now dared to look directly at her.
She felt she was offended, and for the first time she walked over regardless of her image, and held the other person's collar with her own hands, her eyes cold: "Sang Luo, look at me like that again, or I'll dig out your eyes."
Her fingers gently touched those beautiful eyes: "Do you think your parents will feel sad? Huh?"
Su Wanyue knew that her parents had always been a thorn in Sang Luo's heart. As long as this dangerous area was involved, her minions would be easily chopped off.
With a confident smile belonging to a winner, Su Wanyue waited for Sang Luo's cowardly apology. However, the next second, a cold hand held her wrist.
The temperature of the hand was extremely cold, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, which made Su Wanyue couldn't help but shiver. She raised her head and glared at the person in front of her, but she met a pair of bottomless eyes as dark as ink, which made her heart skip a beat.
"Su Wanyue," a clear but cold voice sounded, "You are going to attack me, don't you want your hand?" This sentence seemed to be a reply to the threat just now.
With a sudden jolt, Su Wanyue came back to her senses. She felt that she had been humiliated, and her face turned red: "You——"
However, before she could finish her words, she felt a heartbreaking pain in her wrist, as if her bones had been forcibly dislocated. Her hand was forced to loosen, and she subconsciously took a few steps back.
Sang Luo stood up slowly. It was such an ordinary movement, no different from before, like a sloppy and timid little animal, but it made this small group of wealthy daughters feel a numb scalp.
It's like bloodline suppression, making people afraid to make big moves.
Su Wanyue raised her head, and just about to reprimand her, her pupils suddenly shrank. Sang Luo's thick bangs in front of her eyes were wetted and all were wiped up, revealing her pair of bright black star eyes. Her fair and jade-like skin coupled with her delicate and flawless appearance made her look like a seductive temptress.
But at this moment, the goblin seemed to have thought of something interesting. His red lips slowly curved up, looking like a sexy ghost crawling out of hell.
In the past, Sang Luo's face would only make her feel jealous and destructive, but now, it actually made her feel uncontrollable panic and fear.
No, it’s different. Is this still the cowardly and incompetent Sang Luo who lets others bully him?
Quickly, Sang Luo turned his eyes away from them and secretly took a look at the surrounding environment.
This is an abandoned bathroom in the school, and it is also the favorite place for small groups to bully Sang Luo. There is no surveillance, and no students dare to take charge. As long as they encounter something unpleasant, they can drag and drag an innocent person away. Walk away, shower him with water, lock him in a dark room, and verbally humiliate him.
This time, it was also a "feud" between one of the girls, so naturally the others came to cheer or watch the monkey show. During the pushing and pulling process, Sang Luo unintentionally retaliated and was pushed hard by the girl, causing her to hit the sink.
The soul belonging to Sang Luo's body was still there, and Sang Luo frowned fiercely at the fear and timidity of this place.
"Sang Luo, this is school. If you do this, you will be expelled!" Seeing Sang Luo's eyes lingering on the toilet mop for a long time, he spoke bravely.
"Expelled?" Sang Luo tilted his head and muttered to himself, as if he was wondering, "Then why are you still staying here?"
Everyone was silent.
They couldn't answer this question.
Su Wanyue suddenly spoke: "Sang Luo, since you're fine, I'm relieved. We were careless just now, but the premise is that you did something wrong, and you have to apologize to us!"
Sang Luo smiled, and the smile was blinding, making people feel as if they were falling into an ice cave: "Then tell me, why should I apologize?"
The girl bit her lip: "You, you reported to the teacher that I skipped class and spread rumors about me in front of my classmates. This happened more than once. I was invited by my parents and my pocket money was cut off, and I lost it in front of everyone. To save face, shouldn’t you apologize?”
"I, I just pushed you, you couldn't stand firm on your own."
The corners of Sang Luo's mouth slowly pulled down, and he uttered four words coldly: "A bunch of idiots."
It turned out that Sang Luo wished he could hide in the darkness like a mouse every day, complaining and spreading rumors? These were things she couldn't even imagine. But the truth of the matter is that nothing matters anymore. Some people would rather be blind and blind to believe the facts they want to believe.
Su Wanyue's eyes flashed and she sighed: "Sang Luo, I know you don't want to admit it, but this matter is very bad. I must tell my father and mother."
After she finished speaking, she turned to look at the aggressive girl with some hesitation: "Bai Rui, it was our fault that Sang Luo was injured in the first place. Let me do this. I will apologize to you on her behalf and I will explain the situation to my parents. I’ll come to apologize another day.”
Although Gong Bairui was a little reluctant, he still compromised because of Su Wanyue's face.
"Okay then..." She glanced at Sang Luo, her eyes full of dissatisfaction, "Wanyue, are you too kind? She is just a playmate your parents found for you, so why should you..."
Su Wanyue lowered her eyes and shook her head without hesitating to speak.
"You don't need to apologize for me." A faint voice sounded from behind, and everyone felt a cold air drifting behind them, making their hair stand on end.
Sang Luo sighed, and when the group came to their senses, he raised the "big treasure" in his hands.
"Crash-"
"Here comes the little fountain~"
There were endless screams in the toilet, sometimes mixed with a bunch of unbearable curses, but they soon turned into the sound of fish blowing bubbles.
When it was done, Sang Luo put down the water pipe, wiped the water droplets on his hands, and said with sincere eyes, "I'm sorry for frightening you."
"Please discuss the medical expenses with my parents."
"..."
At this time, Su Wanyue had the desire to eat people, but unfortunately Sang Luo had quickly thrown away the crime tools, jumped a few steps, crossed the small pools, and walked towards the playground outside.
Stay and wait for counterattack? That's never been her style.
