Chapter Seventy-Seven: Revenge
After leaving the gate of this manor with Ms. Ou, Xiao Ling eagerly asked Ms. Ou.
"What do they mean exactly? Will you accept our words? What will happen to Zhang Yuchen? β
Xiao Ling's questioning did not stop Ms. Ou's footsteps, and at the same time, she said as she strode out, "I have shared all the information with you since a long time ago. I know, you know everything, so don't ask me again, okay? β
Xiao Ling had a momentary accident, and Ms. Ou was angry.
On the way back, Xiao Ling sat on the right, looking at Ms. Ou who was piloting the mecha from time to time, in a chaotic mood.
Xiao Ling suspected that he had said the wrong thing in the conference room just now, which not only did not help Zhang Yuchen's current situation, but it became worse and worse. However, Ms. Ou's attitude is even more confusing.
"Zhang Yuchen's matter, don't think about it anymore."
After arriving at the academy, Ms. Ou said to Xiao Ling like this, and her tone was extremely tired.
"There are some things that I can't solve and explain, maybe the truth is true, and I should go to Principal Cui."
Thinking of what happened before, Xiao Ling only felt a layer of cold sweat on his body: "It's not enough to reach this level." β
Ms. Ou smiled bitterly twice, waved her hand with her back to Xiao Ling, and then walked away.
Xiao Ling shouted loudly behind him: "Why don't we go to the armed forces in person?" β
Ms. Ou didn't respond at all, just walked away.
Xiao Ling felt inexplicably irritable, Ms. Ou's attitude was very strange, as if she was tired of everything, and for Zhang Yuchen, she also reached the point where she wanted to get rid of it.
As she walked towards the school building, she was concentrating on how to free Zhang Yuchen from the armed forces
things.
Didn't notice anything unusual about the school building.
By the time Xiao Ling realized that there was a problem, she had already walked to the door of the classroom. Her mind was not here, but Rao also noticed it, and the students around her looked at her with a different look.
Although that kind of woodwind brother comes from different people, they all have a common flavor - contempt.
Xiao Ling is used to receiving all kinds of glances from other people's eyes, including shock, envy, surprise, and incomprehension... But none of them are contempt. She didn't care about anyone else's gaze anymore, but this time, she was surprised.
She thought that in the campus where she had been cultivating for a long time, she would never receive such a look.
"What's going on?"
Xiao Ling was puzzled, but she was not a fledgling newcomer after all, and calmly continued to attend classes and continue to organize the activities of "Dawn Dawn", ignoring this continuous strange atmosphere.
It wasn't until she went to the library to look for the legal provisions, in a vain attempt to get a glimpse of one or two loopholes to help Zhang Yuchen, that she finally knew the one or two things from a girl who participated in their activities every time.
"You haven't been to the Great Hall since you came back from outside, have you?"
Xiao Ling shook his head suspiciously.
The girl looked pitiful and sympathetic, and said, "Go and see, and be mentally prepared." β
Xiao Ling was fed up with the many unpredictable words that others said in front of her, so she couldn't hold back her reserve and give the other party a good look, and went to the small hall with a fierce attitude.
On the way over, Xiao Ling suddenly had a strange thought - why did all the bad things happen in the small auditorium?
Or rather, those incredible, crooked things are all related to this place, that is, at the foot of Principal Cui's office.
Xiao Ling couldn't think of the reason for this for a while, and when he walked to the small hall, he suddenly stopped.
On the walls of the small hall, there are some white letterheads, and the letterheads are densely packed with small letters.
At first, Xiao Ling felt very unfamiliar, but when he got closer, he only felt that the semester was surging.
"Koshikawa: During the month you were studying, I was alone at home, and I missed you very muchγγγγγγ"
"Koshikawa: I studied painting techniques at home with a teacher, but I don't feel that I have grown anyway, so I look forward to your help...
"Koshikawa: I'm going to the School of Genetic Medicine soon, can you come back once before that, I miss you very muchγγγγγγ"
The surging blood qi made Xiao Ling's entire brain and mouth burn, but the most painful thing was his eyes.
Xiao Ling looked at the dense wall with red eyes, his lips trembled, and he couldn't speak.
All of these are letters written by Xiao Ling to Han Yuechuan. Unsurprisingly, every letter she wrote was to pour out her thoughts and admiration for Han Yuechuan, all at that time, when she was delirious and infatuated with Han Yuechuan and determined to entrust everything in her life to him.
These letters can almost be called love letters, but these exaggerated, result-oriented words are unusually dazzling in the eyes of the students in the school, which is very different from Xiao Lingping's cold personality. When the students realized that the heroine in front of them, who conveyed the girl's confession in the letterhead, was their teaching assistant.
And the object of admiration actually looks like a waste of firewood, and there is a crippled wife Han Yuechuan.
Now Xiao Ling clearly knows where the contempt in everyone's eyes comes from. The wall in front of her symbolized Xiao Ling's shame and made her angry. She subconsciously wanted to tear off the letters, but in fact a hand had already reached out, and her face was red and swollen with excitement.
In just a moment, she changed her mind, resolutely stopped her movements, and forcibly endured the anger in her emotions to calm herself down.
Xiao Ling has experienced too many reversals of events, and he knows that rumors stop at the wise, and the more you try to cover up, the more the secrets you don't want people to know about the past, the more they will go.
All she could do was settle accounts with the bastard who caused it all.
Han Yuechuan did not have a fixed place to stay in the medical college. In fact, because it is located in the capital, even though it is on the edge of the capital, the place of the medical college is not large, and the rooms are not very spacious.
Before Xiao Ling, only a limited number of three or two teachers in the school had their own separate offices, while the others were crammed into the staff lounge. As for Han Yuechuan, Xiao Ling had never cared about this person's whereabouts before, so much so that he walked around the school for a long time before finally finding Han Yuechuan in the school hospital.
Xiao Ling snorted coldly and looked at Han Yuechuan sitting at Cui Naiwen's bedside: "You haven't visited her once in such a long time, is it just at this time?" β
Han Yuechuan responded rather disdainfully: "You don't know if I came to see her, but you never came to visit her after returning to school, I know this." β
Xiao Ling's figure did not pause in the slightest, and the soft letter paper that was removed from the wall was still on Han Yuechuan's face.
"I didn't expect you to keep these things?"
Han Yuechuan's face was not shocked, and he didn't even squint at the slightest color: "I cherish these very much, believe it or not." β
Xiao Ling was thinking about which one was better, whether to give Han Yuechuan a fat beating with his head covered in his face, or to drag him to the small hall and force him to eat all those letters.
After a little hesitation between these two options, Han Yuechuan sorted out the letter paper and put it away and put it on Cui Naiwen's bedside.
Xiao Ling only felt the corners of his eyes jump and jump heavily: "What are you doing?" β
Han Yuechuan opened his mouth and smiled gloomily: "What's not to do?" β
Xiao Ling didn't realize until this moment that Han Yuechuan was not visiting here at all, but insulting.
He was still resentful of his wife for not giving her the benefits and visions that she had promised him to bring him, and using this method to insult a Cui Naiwen who was already unconscious and did not know what he had done.
Cui Naiwen's face was expressionless, and he looked at Han Yuechuan with a blank expression and threw those letterheads beside her, without any reaction at all.
"I've said more than once that everything I have today is thanks to her, and she is lucky enough to escape all the punishment of the real world, shouldn't she accept some consequences?"
The Han Yuechuan in front of him has lost his cynical appearance on weekdays, and has become a terrifying person with a bad stomach.
Xiao Ling looked at him for less than two seconds, and finally decided on one thing.