"I know," Ye Manjing stuck out her tongue nonchalantly, "the eyes are on their bodies, and they can do whatever they want." I'm looking for him. ”

Completely ignoring the eyes of the people around her, Ye Manjing ran to Gu Zhibai's side, her watery eyes were a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry." I've been looking for a chance to apologize to you today, but I don't know you don't like me coming over to ask questions. ”

Gu Zhibai looked at the faint crimson on her face, and pursed her lips slightly, "I'm not...... I have a bad personality at the same table, and I'm afraid, afraid that you will quarrel with her. ”

The awkward voice trembled a little because of nervousness, Ye Manjing listened to his explanation and couldn't help laughing, "So that's the case." Don't worry, I'm not mad at you. ”

Her eyes were shining as she looked at Gu Zhibai, and her twisted hand familiarly brushed the hair falling from her ears.

No matter how normal the action is, it is like the sun turning into stars and falling on the tips of her hair, fingertips, and bright rivers.

Not again......

This emotion that does not belong to him rushes to the brain again.

The uncontrollable heartbeat made Gu Zhibai's face hot. Even if he didn't have to look in the mirror, he guessed that he must be like a little beast being molested.

"See you tomorrow," he hurriedly moved his wheelchair, like a soldier on the battlefield who was losing ground, quickly widening the distance between the two men.

The laughter from behind was light and ethereal, like a mountain spring that moistened into his heart, softening his heart inch by inch.

The drooping black hair shaved the long eyelashes, and Gu Zhibai's dark eyes ignited irrepressible irritability.

He could tell himself for sure that his feelings for Ye Manjing were definitely not liked. The strange feeling of separation between the spirit and the body made him unconsciously grab the wrist of his left hand.

The wound that had obviously healed seemed to have been re-cut at this moment, and the pain made him bruised all over his body.

……………………

"Transfer student, you're too arrogant."

"What are you, you dare to make the goddess cry, and you don't pee like your own ghost!"

Not long after leaving the school gate, Anyang was blocked in a dark alley by several tall students.

An Yang leaned against the wall, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his tone was lazy and provocative, "What are you, her boyfriend?" Or is it her parent? ”

Wantonly spitting out the cigarette in his mouth, Anyang pinched his fingers and laughed: "What if I make her cry." ”

"You're looking for death!" The boy with strong blood immediately blushed with anger, and smashed his clenched fist at An Yang's face.

Gu Zhibai didn't expect that when he passed by the dark alley, he would smell a pungent smell of blood.

He instinctively wanted to pretend to be passing by, but the person inside opened his mouth and whistled without hesitation, "Hey, little classmate, do you have a mobile phone, help me make an emergency number." ”

Listening to a somewhat familiar voice, he glanced at it in a wistful manner.

The messy blood stains like splashes of ink were sprinkled in the dark colors that the sun could not reach, and he saw An Yang holding his hanging palm, his blood-stained face smiling wantonly, like the bright red flowers blooming in hell.

Seeing that he seemed to be scared stupid, An Yang pursed his lips in dissatisfaction and walked out with blood all over his body.

The smell of blood was getting closer and closer, and Gu Zhibai's brain fell into silence with a bang.

The darkness of his memory spread out in front of him, and his breathing became uncontrollably rapid.