The rest of the night was stumbling, but Wu Panpan finally fell asleep. It's just that she has been highly tense since she woke up, and her eyes when looking at the people around her are a bit unnerving.
Ever since she smelled the unpleasant smell, she felt that her throat and nasal cavity were dry and painful. No matter how many throat lozenges she took or how much water she drank, it could not relieve it.
But other people in the dormitory didn't seem to have such symptoms, except her.
Seeing An Yiran coming, she handed him what she had written.
The unpleasant smell that Wu Panpan smelled seemed to be the same as what An Yiran smelled.
After the two communicated with each other, they determined that it was a smell that was thicker than the fishy smell of the sea. It felt like there was an oil film on the smell.
The squad leader got up and stared at them during self-study, and they could no longer communicate until the two of them glanced at each other and then looked at the person walking behind them.
At this time, Leon walked by expressionlessly carrying his schoolbag.
But both of them were very sensitive to this smell, and they even got a little stressed. After Lyon passed by, they both felt that they smelled the fishy smell of the sea that night.
Tell them directly that there must be something wrong with this guy named Leon.
An Yiran quietly told Wu Panpan while get out of class was over that she also smelled such a strange smell when she encountered this kind of monster at home, and Wu Panpan said that this smell should have come from the crack in the door yesterday. smell.
Wu Panpan once mentioned that he was being corroded, but yesterday there was obviously no such smell. Now that there is such a smell, does it mean that the other party's degree of erosion has also deepened to a serious level.
Are you even going to be assimilated into a "monster"?
An Yiran suddenly felt dizzy. She instinctively wanted to lean on Wu Panpan, but found that the person next to her had also fainted and fell to the ground.
"An Yiran, An Yiran, An Yiran! Wake up!" Zheng Xiaoyang desperately shook An Yiran who was lying on the ground.
After An Yiran opened her eyes, she felt that her eyes were blurry and she couldn't see anything clearly.
"It's sleeping pills. You were given the largest dose." The boy speaking in front of him sat on the table, balancing one foot on the ground and the other on a chair nearby.
After An Yiran rubbed her eyes for a while, she felt that her vision gradually returned to clarity. Zheng Xiaoyang, who was kneeling next to her, became bolder in peeping at boys.
An Yiran looked at her and saw that it was the girl who injured her leg, "It's you."
"Yes, it's me! Wu Panpan and I are in the same dormitory. I heard her talk about you that day and I realized that you were friends."
Wu Panpan also seemed to have just woken up. She was observing the classroom.
"Of course, this is that Xia Youyou..." After saying the boy's name, Ayang quickly shrank behind An Yiran.
"Xia Youyou, nice to meet you." He stretched out a hand to An Yiran, but An Yiran had no intention of talking to him.
She didn't think it was a "lucky meeting" to use sleeping pills on a group of high school students and trick them into getting together.
She and Wu Panpan checked all the windows and doors, but they were all locked.
Ayang was adopted. The person who adopted her was a reclusive master, the heir of the ancient martial arts family, so she also learned a lot of moves. People are not as weak as they seem on the surface.
The adopter was both a master and a father to her. Later, she felt that the baby girl could not stay with her in the deep mountains and old forests, so she took her down the mountain and started to let her study.
It's just that Ayang's grades have always been stuck in the middle range, and she can't go up. She won't be reconciled if she goes down, and will work a little harder to climb up a few places.
Her own idea is that she doesn’t need to stand out in anything she does, and she prefers learning kung fu than books.
But I don’t know whether she trained well or inherited it from her biological parents. She is extremely strong, and she feels that she has endless strength every day. Her adoptive father has been training her for more than ten years, and she feels that she is really being trained. that person.
Unfortunately, she was charged "protection money" on the first day of school. When the old man Zheng Zheng found out, he said to her: "Don't cause trouble if it's okay. Just give it to him if he wants it. Our family doesn't lack that." Son."
Then she knew that the deep mountains and old forests where she had been staying before were the place of solemnity.
Later, Zheng Zheng sewed a pocket on the inside of her school uniform. After that, Zheng Xiaoyang divided the money into two parts and hid it every time.
In line with the mentality of not causing trouble at school, she would tolerate it as much as she could. Coupled with the fact that her temperament and appearance are somewhat soft, and her repeated concessions, she easily became the target of bullying.
As a result, when she was blackmailed again after school on the weekend, the little angel of justice An Yiran resolutely slammed the grilled cold noodles in her hand on the head of the gangster.
"Are you bullying your classmates?" She narrowed her almond-shaped eyes, full of momentum, and looked at each other directly.
His eyes were dim as if there was a layer of gray, and there was disdain and contempt.
As a result, the other party stopped when he saw her like this, and then looked at each other in confusion. Some people speculated that An Yiran, the tall man, might really be a practicing practitioner.
So the two parties stood in the crowd and formed a confrontation.
For about two minutes, nothing happened except a bustle of students walking by.
"Let's go!" Frankly speaking, everyone is from the same school, and they are also afraid that this matter will be reported to the Academic Affairs Office.
In fact, An Yiran's force value here is almost zero, which can be said to be the fifth scum of the war.
So the process of the development of the friendship between the two is quite wonderful.
"Nice to meet you. My name is Xia Youyou." Seeing An Yiran and Zheng Xiaoyang returning without success, he extended his hand again.
"I know you." An Yiran said straightforwardly.
"I also know about Classmate An - your heroic deeds." He curled his lips, "I wonder how Classmate An knew about me?"
"Oh, didn't A Yang just say that you are Xia Youyou?"
"So that's it." He arched his eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled.
"Why are you laughing?" An Yiran asked him.
Xiaoyang glanced at him unkindly, then quietly whispered to An Yiran: "He must think you are ridiculous."
Then An Yiran gave Xia You a strange look, then found a place far enough away from him to continue observing the surroundings.
Zheng Xiaoyang couldn't stop Zheng Xiaoyang from using the school's small door if they violently demolished it, but if someone deliberately brought them here, they would not be allowed to leave easily.
And if there is a door full of unknowns behind it, it is best not to open it easily.
An Yiran has long understood this truth, so if no one is willing to be the first to try to open the door, she won't go either.
After all, everyone is here, we can't escape big things, and we can't die from small things.
Ayang found Mo Nan and Kang Jiabei, who were still sleeping on the side, and shook them awake.
"Nannan, Beibei, wake up!"
