The night's turmoil ended with a group of onlookers stunned.

In the end, Luo Yun stood far away and pointed at Song Miaomiao's nose and shouted: "You are dead." Concluding remarks.

But there are good and bad, the good thing is that since that night, the three roommates in the dormitory who have been cold to her from time to time have a much better attitude, at least they won't deliberately find fault with her, as for the disadvantages......

Song Miaomiao propped her head and knocked her head with her fingertips for a while, she couldn't hide from the first day of junior high school, and she always had to come.

"Nine o'clock in the evening, Linhuxuan KTV308." This is a text message received by Song Miaomiao early in the morning, although it is an anonymous number, but you don't have to guess to know that it must have been sent by a certain "close friend in the boudoir" of Shi Meiqi, as for why it was not Luo Yunfa, she thought that the other party should still be worried about what happened to her that night.

What a mess I was looking forward to in college. Song Miaomiao thought helplessly, such a purgatory life might as well let him go to society and be exhausted.

Knowing that this is a Hongmen banquet, her situation must be alone, after all, she only has one "friend" like Shi Meiqi in the entire A University, but the other party is different, there are countless fox friends and dog friends with bells and whistles, and many of them are even people who are mixed in society.

But if you don't go, this matter will be endless, there will always be a result, after all, in a school and a class, you don't look up and look down, as long as the other party wants to block you, you can't escape.

Recalling the scene on TV where a group of girls tricked a girl, Song Miaomiao only felt that her scalp was numb.

Reasoning is absolutely unworkable, and it doesn't seem to be her style to let her lick her face and apologize and ask for peace, so she can only be beaten alive, and I don't know if this body can resist it.

No matter how worried and scared you are, you still have to come.

I don't know what kind of psychology Shi Meiqi chose This KTV is very close to Luoxin Hospital, the largest hospital in City A, probably because she is afraid that someone will be close to her life and can be rescued in time, but Song Miaomiao's mind was uncontrollable: Ning Jian is a doctor in this hospital, will she meet him.

It's really crazy, and I'm still thinking about men when I'm dying.

Song Miaomiao stood at the door of 308 and hesitated for three minutes, the sound of music inside was so loud that she almost misunderstood the purpose of her visit.

In the end, the door was opened by the sharp-eyed Luo Yun inside.

She walked in blankly as the crowd looked at the monkeys.

Only the two people sat in the middle of the sofa.

Shi Meiqi was wearing bewitching makeup as usual today, her long curly hair was scattered, she was holding a red wine glass in one hand and holding the microphone in the other, and the short-haired woman in a crop top and shorts next to her lowered her head and said something to her, and after a while, Shi Meiqi laughed and trembled.

The two of them talked and laughed as if no one was around, and they didn't seem to notice Song Miaomiao's presence at all.

The atmosphere was quiet for a few seconds and then returned to its original state, as if Song Miaomiao was just an inconsequential little person in this gathering.

Song Miaomiao looked around, there were many familiar faces, but when she came in, no one had the intention of inviting her to sit down, and few even looked at her more, she leaned against the door quietly and watched the scene of a dozen women screaming and laughing in a room, only to feel that her eardrum was close to the edge of rupture, and she really couldn't understand how Song Miaomiao could endure this party again and again.

Stunned listening to all kinds of women howling and singing the third song, Song Miaomiao glanced at the time, 21:15 in the evening.

After one last glance at Maggie Shi, who was smiling so much that she had goosebumps, she turned around and pulled the doorknob with her right hand.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept behind her, and Song Miaomiao moved her body to the left without thinking.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, Song Miaomiao looked at where she was standing just now.

A bright glass wine bottle had broken into several pieces and were scattered at Song Miaomiao's feet, and there were still a few water stains left above the doorknob.