Rong Zhiwei took advantage of the situation to push her, and then stepped on her knee.

The rest of the girls found out that something was wrong and wanted to come to help, Rong Zhiwei said coldly: "Don't move." ”

"You—" The short-haired girl was about to speak, but she just glanced at her, and the short-haired girl closed her mouth and said nothing more.

Because those eyes, without half life, are more like... Dead person.

"Hehe... Hahaha. ”

In the silent classroom, a shrill laughter suddenly sounded.

Rong Zhiwei, who stepped on her, suddenly lowered her head and stared at her tightly with those dark and godless eyes: "I'm not worthy, are you worthy?" ”

"You can't get used to others, others may not be used to you, what reason and what capital are you arrogant in front of me? Happy bullying someone younger than yourself? Very glorious and face-saving? I'll tell you what capital I have, he is my brother is my biggest capital! ”

A childish face, but at the moment it is very dark, as if it has changed a person, this is the soul of a ten-year-old girl who does not belong to it.

And this soul is more like a demon.

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly, a male voice rang out, breaking the atmosphere that was about to freeze in the classroom.

The girls turned their heads as if they saw hope: "Teacher! She bullied her classmates! ”

She stretched out her finger and pointed at Rong Zhiwei, who was standing on the podium, and complained loudly.

Rong Zhiwei put her foot off the knee of the girl with a high ponytail, still expressionless, glanced at the male teacher at the door of the classroom, and spit out a few words lightly: "The wicked sue first." ”

As soon as she put her feet down, the girl lying on the ground immediately got up, seemed to bite her lower lip very aggrieved, and ran to the teacher's side at the door of the classroom, there seemed to be tears rolling in her eyes, and her heart was still unstoppable fear.

It was the closest distance between her and Rong Zhiwei, and she felt all the aura exuded by Rong Zhiwei.

A cold despair.

The male teacher looked at Rong Zhiwei, then moved his gaze to these girls, and asked aloud, "Why are you in the first and second classes of junior high school?" ”

"We—" The girl with a high ponytail wanted to speak, but as soon as she spoke, she found that she couldn't.

Seeing this, the short-haired girl on the side immediately added: "Let's come in and get a glass of water, not only did she not let us take it, but she also planned to beat us." ”

The young male teacher frowned, obviously not believing her words.

It is obvious that several girls in the third year of junior high school came to the classroom of the first year of junior high school and were beaten by bullying someone.

If it weren't for that, he couldn't think of anything else.

Could it be that a girl in the first year of junior high school pulled this group of girls in the third year of junior high school into the classroom and beat them up?

And this girl in the first year of junior high school, he also remembers the name.

A multi-talented little girl who went to the first year of junior high school at the age of ten and maintained her grades in the top three in her grade.

After two seconds of silence, he sighed and asked, "Are you hurt?" ”

The girl with a high ponytail shook her head.

"Then let's disperse, it's time for school."

Several girls immediately left the classroom when they heard this, and the male teacher took two steps into the classroom and said softly, "Rong Zhiwei? ”

She was silent.

There was still no sparkle in his eyes.

There was no intention of coming to him.

As if his voice was not heard.

The male teacher was a little puzzled and walked into the classroom, wanting to get close to her to see how she was doing.

But when he took a few steps forward, she would move back.

It wasn't until he moved from the middle of the classroom podium to the wall, unable to retreat, that he finally grabbed him.

He reached out and grabbed her wrist, crouched down in front of her, and looked at her empty eyes with some doubts: "Are you scared?" ”

"Rong Zhiwei? Can you hear me? He reached out and shook it in front of her.

She still didn't respond.

Then there was a sound of footsteps, stopping at the door of the classroom.

Rong Zhiwei in front of him raised her head and looked at the door of the classroom.

He also got up with her movements, and turned to look at the boy standing in the doorway.

On a summer afternoon, the sky was still bright, and the sunlight was shining through the door of the classroom, and the boy in a high school uniform stood at the door of the classroom against the light.

Fresh and clean short black hair, delicate and handsome facial features, a white shirt in the school uniform of high school on the upper body, and a pair of linen-colored school uniform trousers on the lower body.

Seeing this, he said with some doubts: "Hello teacher, I'm Lin Xunmo from the second and first class of high school, and I'm here to pick up my sister home... Is this what happened? ”

He said as he walked into the classroom.

Seeing Rong Zhiwei standing by the wall with empty eyes, she was stunned: "Weiwei? ”

Rong Zhiwei opened her mouth, but she didn't make any sound.

"She may have been a little frightened, but when I came over, there were a couple of junior high school girls in the classroom." The male teacher explained.

Lin Xunmo frowned: "Weiwei, come to my brother." ”

Probably seeing a familiar person, Rong Zhiwei took a few steps towards him.

He stretched out his hand and took her hand and said to the male teacher, "I'll take her home first, and the teacher will see you later." ”

As he spoke, he pulled her and was about to leave.

At this time, Rong Zhiwei stood stunned and did not move.

In the dark world, there is not a single light.

It was like going back to that dark room, day after day.

She curled herself into a small ball, afraid to face the darkness.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed him, as if he had gone back to the past, and the man in the white lab coat pulled his wrist and ripped himself off the operating table.

Fear is infinitely magnified, and there is no hope in sight.

Seeing that her empty eyes no longer had the vitality and agility of the past, Lin Xunmo couldn't stop feeling distressed.

After bending down and picking her up, he walked out of the classroom door.

"My brother should have come earlier, it's my brother's fault." Lin Xunmo blamed himself.

He waited downstairs for a long time, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, how could it take so long to clean.

Thinking that his sister might need help or something, he simply went upstairs to her class to find her, but he didn't expect to be bullied by the girl in the third year of junior high school.

A few girls who are almost fifteen years old bully a girl who is only ten years old.

"Weiwei is good, my brother is here, don't be afraid."

"It's okay, it's already."

Lin Xunmo didn't ride anymore, and walked out of the school directly with Rong Zhiwei in his arms.

He was afraid that Rong Zhiwei would fall off in the back seat, so he simply took her and took a taxi home.

Comforting her in a gentle voice all the way.

After getting out of the car and returning home, Meow Meow pounced up, rubbed at Lin Xunmo's feet, and kept screaming.

Maybe it was back at home, in a familiar place, Rong Zhiwei blinked her eyes, stretched out her hand and pulled the hem of Lin Xunmo's clothes, and said, "Brother? ”