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She stretched on the bed, feeling pain all over her body, her arms struggling in mid-air, but her legs couldn't move.

She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and when she was about to get up, she felt a heavy object pressing firmly on her body, she instinctively reached out and pushed it away, and instantly woke up in panic as if she had been pricked by a needle.

Qiao Xiaojing opened her eyes in surprise and saw a man sleeping next to her, the upper half of the man's body was not covered with a quilt, and the naked upper body was presented in her eyes, and the white and tender flesh was spread out next to her.

She frowned, carefully lifted the corners of the quilt, and secretly looked at herself like a thief, and found that she was covered with her lower body, and at the same time saw that the lower half of the man sleeping next to her was not wearing anything.

Qiao Xiaojing bit her lip tightly, her face turned pale with fright, her fists were tightly hugged in front of her chest, she was extremely panicked, extremely frightened, her body trembled, she contracted her legs towards the wall, her body curled up together, her eyes staring at the man beside her.

Suddenly, Qiao Xiaojing grabbed her hair, kicked her legs, and screamed violently, the scream seemed to be Qiao Xiaojing gathered all the energy in her body and burst out, as if she was going to go straight to the sky, as if she was going to pierce the heavens and the earth.

The cry was heart-rending and chilling.

In fact, it was normal for her to have such a violent reaction, since she had built a kitchen in her house and she slept in a separate room with her biological parents, when she was only ten years old. In so many teenagers, there has never been a man who has had zero contact with her body, including her once living father, Qiao Liang.

There is a more important reason, Qiao Xiaojing has a psychological disorder.

The shadow of being hurt by her stepfather Liu Ma is still buried in the depths of her heart, she can't let go of it for a long time, the scar has not healed, every time she thinks about it, she is in pain, her liver and intestines are broken, and she has suicidal thoughts many times, and she has finally survived these days, but now, she has fallen into this painful situation again, which is undoubtedly another cut with a sharp knife on her scabbed wound.

Qiao Xiaojing's scar seemed to be ruthlessly torn apart, the pain numbing her, making her dizzy, and confusing her.

Qiao Xiaojing's screams woke up the snoring Principal Yan, who thought he was dreaming, suddenly sat up, looked left and right with a nervous expression, and then grabbed the quilt and covered his chest, and asked in a trance: "What's wrong, what's wrong, what's going on, what's wrong?"

Qiao Xiaojing's head was on her knees, she covered her face and cried, her hands clutching the quilt tightly, as if she wanted to smash the quilt and bury herself.

Principal Yan calmed down, only then did he realize that something was wrong, and the situation was not good, he crawled from the bed naked and rolled to the ground, knelt on the ground and found his clothes from the messy pile of clothes, and hurriedly put on his clothes.

Then Principal Yan knelt on the ground again, picked up Qiao Xiaojing's clothes one by one, knelt timidly to the bed, gently put the clothes on the edge of the kang, and secretly glanced at Qiao Xiaojing, who was wearing a cloak, and didn't even dare to take a breath.

Qiao Xiaojing was still curled up, the quilt was clumped, and she kept crying.

Principal Yan knelt for a while, feeling that his knees were very uncomfortable, and saw that Qiao Xiaojing was always in pain with her head down, and did not look up at him, so she stood up timidly, secretly glanced at Qiao Xiaojing from time to time, and then stood in front of her respectfully with her head down. This Principal Yan looks very much like a child who made a mistake and was called by the teacher to his side, waiting to be trained.

However, Principal Yan had been standing for most of the day, feeling that his waist was almost unable to stand up, but Qiao Xiaojing didn't even raise her head, she was still crying sadly and desperately, her voice was already hoarse, and she still didn't seem to stop crying.

Principal Yan, who was helpless, frowned, looked back and forth, left and right, and didn't know what to do, and finally his eyes fell on the clothes placed on the edge of the bed, he bowed and picked up Qiao Xiaojing's pair again, hugged it in his arms, tiptoed close to Qiao Xiaojing, pretended to put the clothes on her arm, and touched her gently.

Qiao Xiaojing, who was angry, shook her arm violently and spilled her clothes on the ground.

Principal Yan's gaze wandered between Qiao Xiaojing and the clothes on the ground, and he shook his head, not knowing whether it was helplessness or remorse, or both. He hoped that Qiao Xiaojing could vent the anger in her heart, whether she scolded or scolded, even if she started to beat someone, as long as she vented her anger, things would not be worse than now.

Unfortunately, Qiao Xiaojing did not act in this way.

Principal Yan's heart was suddenly uneasy, he didn't know how things would develop, let alone whether this Qiao Xiaojing would have any extreme retaliatory actions, he thought to himself, as long as it didn't have devastating consequences, it would be fine.

"Alas," Principal Yan lay on the ground again, and sighed lightly while cleaning up the clothes that had fallen on the ground, "Why do you want to drink, wine is really not a good thing for his mother, wine is really not a fucking good thing, originally just to be happy, but I didn't expect to confuse people's minds and do things that are not as good as pigs and dogs, I really regret it!"

Principal Yan looked innocent, if it weren't for the dirty things he had done, he would really be able to win pity and sympathy.

"Alas," Principal Yan stood up holding his clothes, and seeing that Qiao Xiaojing did not become more angry because of his words, he continued, "This wine is really a deadly thing, I am so old, it is really too late to regret it......."

Before the words fell, Principal Yan gently put the clothes on Qiao Xiaojing's arm again, and before the hand could be withdrawn, Qiao Xiaojing still threw the clothes on the ground, and cried and shouted: "Go away, go away, you go away for me!" I don't want to hear you, let alone see you!"

"Okay," Principal Yan said, as he spoke, "I'll go, I'll go, I'll go......"

Principal Yan looked depressed and walked into his office with his head down.

After Principal Yan left, Qiao Xiaojing slapped herself twice in disappointment and cried again.

This crying lasted for most of the day, and when it was close to noon, Qiao Xiaojing couldn't cry anymore, only hearing that something seemed to be blocked in her throat, as if she couldn't breathe out smoothly.

It wasn't until noon that Qiao Xiaojing's mood gradually calmed down, she finally put on her clothes and finally got out of bed.

Qiao Xiaojing, who walked out of the door, seemed to be seriously ill, her face was like earth, her hair was unkempt, her feet were heavy, her steps were staggering, and she walked weakly towards the toilet.

Principal Yan, who was standing in front of the window in a daze, inadvertently saw Qiao Xiaojing, suddenly straightened up, and was about to go out, when he suddenly sighed again, and retracted the hand that had been placed on the doorknob.

"I'd better stay honest," Principal Yan whispered to himself, "Don't go to her at this time, if she sees me, it will inevitably irritate her again, and the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

Then, Principal Yan turned to the wash-and-face shelf behind the door, washed hastily, maybe he felt a little breathless, he casually loosened the two buttons on the collar of his shirt, and came to the window again, tilting his head, leaning sideways, his eyes staring directly at the direction of the toilet, he wanted to take a look at Qiao Xiaojing's expression from the front.

After about a quarter of an hour, Qiao Xiaojing walked over with her hair disheveled, and before Principal Yan could see her face clearly, she had already walked into her own office. Principal Yan sighed again, his mind blank and messy.

When people are confused, everything is actually confused.

Time passes in confusion, and the only two living people in the school seem to have fallen into this confusion, and in the state of confusion, they can't perceive time at all, and even have forgotten the time, each licking and tasting the torment in their own space.

Qiao Xiaojing's eyes had already swollen into blisters, but the tears never stopped.

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