As soon as Liu Xi's voice fell, Ning Yushan was suddenly surprised and inexplicable, pointing to his nose, as if he couldn't believe it.

Liu Xi looked at him with a faint expression, and did not continue to speak, let alone explain.

Ning Yushan frowned and began to try to remember.

He has Wu genes, his brain development is much higher than that of normal people, and although his memory is not as good as Liu Xi, at least he is almost unforgettable.

If he can't remember something, it's just because he doesn't want to remember it, or he doesn't bother to remember it.

For example, a person will never remember the nest of little ants that passes by every day. Although he knew that there was an ant nest here, he would never know what each ant looked like or what its name was, let alone whether the ants he encountered were the same.

In Ning Yushan's eyes, the school is probably the ant nest, and the classmates are ants who look the same.

Therefore, Ning Yushan had no impression of Lin Xueyi at all, and even forgot everything he had done.

It's like, you will never remember two years ago, when you spit in front of an ant and forced it to go in circles.

Ning Yushan's memory finally turned out a few unimportant memory fragments from the depths of his mind:

He was indeed splashed with food by a girl, and then he hacked into the computer in the girls' dormitory, controlled the camera and recorded the video of the girl changing clothes and posted it on the Internet, wanting to teach the girl a lesson.

Then Ning Yushan forgot about this inconsequential little thing, and that attitude of not caring was like throwing away a napkin that wiped his nose. He didn't even continue to pay attention to the follow-up, and he didn't even know about Lin Xueyi's suicide.

A group of baboons is just a group of baboons, is it true that if a certain baboon dies, he also has to care about which baboon died and how it died?

Ning Yushan finally understood why Liu Xi was telling this story, and he had to roughly understand why Liu Xi had to repair him so much when they met for the first time.

No, this is no longer the level of repair, but punishment!

She was avenging the girl named Lin Xueyi, engraved her name deeply in Ning Yushan's heart, and asked Ning Yushan for justice.

There must always be some justice and morality in this world, and the law only maintains the lowest level of morality, so many times the law cannot punish the wicked who do evil.

Because there is no evidence, or because of the procedure, or because of human intervention.

However, what the law cannot punish, there will always be morality to punish. Even if morality will be late, it will never be late.

Ning Yushan's body finally failed to get rid of the two librarians, he wore only underwear, and sang affectionately: "Although the flowers will wither, they will bloom again, and the love of his life waits for ...... outside the white clouds."

A group of people in white coats walked in outside the door of the library, and they couldn't help but grab Ning Yushan, who was crazy, and a white coat was draped on him, and the group pulled him towards the library.

Liu Xi snapped his fingers, and Ning Yushan's soul rushed towards his body uncontrollably, and then quickly took control of his body.

He struggled hard and shouted angrily: "Let go of me, let go of me, you let go of me......"

However, no matter how he struggled, the group of men in white coats grabbed his hands and dragged him out of everyone's sight quickly.

The group of people dressed as doctors wore white coats with the words "Qingshan Psychiatric Hospital" printed on them, and it was obvious that they were going to take Ning Yushan somewhere.

In the corner of the library's reading hall, a handsome European man with blond hair and blue eyes stood up and walked towards Liu Xi.

He walked up to Liu Xi, looked at the students who were discussing endlessly, shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Your trick is too ruthless, that child's reputation has been ruined by you, and it will be difficult to wash it away for the rest of his life." ”

"Arthur, do you foreigners know what the way of heaven is?" asked Liu Xi.

Arthur Anderson frowned his golden sword eyebrows, shook his head, and said: "I don't understand Eastern philosophy very well, after all, it is two completely different worldviews and values from Western philosophy. I haven't even thoroughly figured out Western philosophy, so I really don't have the time and energy to study Eastern philosophy. ”

Liu Xi sighed: "The so-called way of heaven is actually a sentence. ”

"What?"

"The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more than is lost. Therefore, the way of heaven is the fairest. This is the truth that we Chinese people often say that what is too much is not enough, and what happens will always be retributed. ”

"But the way of man is to lose more than gain. That is to say, people are the most selfish and only want to get everything into their own hands, regardless of the life or death of others. No matter how small your own thing is, it is a big thing, and no matter how big someone else's thing is, it is a small thing. ”

A group of people in white coats walked in outside the door of the library, and they couldn't help but grab Ning Yushan, who was crazy, and a white coat was draped on him, and the group pulled him towards the library.

Liu Xi snapped his fingers, and Ning Yushan's soul rushed towards his body uncontrollably, and then quickly took control of his body.

He struggled hard and shouted angrily: "Let go of me, let go of me, you let go of me......"

However, no matter how he struggled, the group of men in white coats grabbed his hands and dragged him out of everyone's sight quickly.

The group of people dressed as doctors wore white coats with the words "Qingshan Psychiatric Hospital" printed on them, and it was obvious that they were going to take Ning Yushan somewhere.

In the corner of the library's reading hall, a handsome European man with blond hair and blue eyes stood up and walked towards Liu Xi.

He walked up to Liu Xi, looked at the students who were discussing endlessly, shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Your trick is too ruthless, that child's reputation has been ruined by you, and it will be difficult to wash it away for the rest of his life." ”

"Arthur, do you foreigners know what the way of heaven is?" asked Liu Xi.

Arthur Anderson frowned his golden sword eyebrows, shook his head, and said: "I don't understand Eastern philosophy very well, after all, it is two completely different worldviews and values from Western philosophy. I haven't even thoroughly figured out Western philosophy, so I really don't have the time and energy to study Eastern philosophy. ”

"The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more than is lost. Therefore, the way of heaven is the fairest. This is the truth that we Chinese people often say that what is too much is not enough, and what happens will always be retributed. ”

"But the way of man is to lose more than gain. That is to say, people are the most selfish and only want to get everything into their own hands, regardless of the life or death of others. No matter how small your own thing is, it is a big thing, and no matter how big someone else's thing is, it is a small thing. ”