Every time Bai Luoxin walked into the classroom, this disgusting smell hit her face, making her feel even more depressed and uncomfortable.

The walls of the classrooms were filled with shabby mold and dull dust, as if the soul of the room had been eroded by this darkness.

The cobwebs in the corners had covered almost the entire wall, and they looked as if they were waiting for the next poor victim.

The glass on the window was so corroded that it was twisted and distorted like the afterimage of Bai Luoxin in a mirror.

Sunlight shines through the glass into the classroom, casting a dark and gloomy light and shadow, as if mocking Bai Luoxin's soul.

And the students in the classroom also seemed to have turned into monsters, their faces were hideous, and their eyes were cold and mocking.

There was always a hint of evil smile on the corner of their mouths, as if they were waiting for Bai Luoxin's bankruptcy and collapse.

In this eerie environment, only Zhu Wen was willing to talk to Bai Luoxin.

However, Zhu Wen's speech and demeanor made Bai Luoxin even more painful.

She kept praising Gong Yiyu's beauty, took out the rotten mouse Ameng, and stared at it with an obsessive expression.

Zhu Wen even gave the mouse a name, as if to treat it as a treasure.

When the other students saw this scene, they also joined in the ridicule: "Is this the mouse that Yangyang once caught?" It's called Amon, right? It's beautiful! ”

Bai Luoxin turned her head sharply, her eyes revealing fear and disgust.

One of the rat's eyes stared blankly at her, as if revealing a hint of evil.

The smell of decay permeated the entire classroom, which was suffocating and disgusting.

This disgusting aura seemed to symbolize Bai Luoxin's inner pain and despair, as if she had fallen into a hell from which she could not escape.

Bai Luoxin felt as if she was lost in a dark labyrinth, surrounded by endless weirdness and irony.

Bai Luoxin subconsciously touched his face and felt a tingling.

She felt as if something was about to pop out of her face, making her feel uneasy and frightened.

As time passed, the atmosphere in the class became more and more eerie.

Everyone kept praising Gong Yiyu's beauty, as if she was the goddess in everyone's minds.

Even when the teacher was in class, he often stared at Gong Yiyu in a daze, completely ignoring the existence of other students.

The corpses of various bugs began to appear in the classroom, and they were strangely dead, twisted, and eerie.

The smell of decaying corpses permeated the air, making people feel sick and uncomfortable.

In addition to the corpses of bugs, there are also some strange trash scattered around the classroom, such as a broken crystal ball, or a strand of bright red hair, all of which exude an unusual aura.

An indescribable aroma permeated the entire classroom, as if it were an intoxicating perfume.

The aroma is both yearning and chilling, as if there is a mysterious force at work.

Bai Luoxin felt in a trance, and her whole person seemed to fall into a dark fog.

As the isolation of her classmates and the neglect of her teachers intensify, she becomes timid and sensitive, and the slightest disturbance can make her feel extremely frightened.

Every morning, when she woke up, she subconsciously covered her face, and the itching sensation on her face made her miserable.

She resisted the urge to scratch her face, but one early morning, she was completely crushed.

She stared in the mirror in confusion, screaming as the reflection in the mirror became clearer.

Her face was densely covered with pus pockets of various sizes, huddled together like a swarm of ants wriggling across her face.

The surface of the pustule is raised, covered with red and swollen blisters, and it emits a disgusting stench.

In the dense crowding, some of the pustules burst open under the weight of the burden, and pus dripped down her cheeks and onto her hands.

She looked at her hands in horror and noticed that the skin on them had also begun to grow pus, like disgusting flesh particles.

In particular, the pustules around the eyes are the most serious, they are crowded together, squeezing Bai Luoxin's originally beautiful big eyes into small and ugly, and even some of his vision begins to blur.

Her eyes were filled with fear and despair, because she didn't understand why she was suffering so strangely.

The dizzying stench permeated the entire bathroom, and Bai Luoxin couldn't help frowning as she felt the pungent smell in the air.

The rancid smell made her head dizzy, as if an invisible hand had tightly covered her nose and mouth, making her barely able to breathe.

Enduring the unbearable smell, Bai Luoxin picked up the chair with a trembling hand and slammed it towards the bathroom mirror.

The glass shattered in her rage, splintering pieces to the ground.

Bai Luoxin raised her head slightly, and every piece of the fragment reflected her became extremely ugly.

It was as if her face had been cut by countless knives, leaving deep scars that made it impossible to look at her.

"How so?! Ahhh My face! Bai Luoxin let out a terrible scream, fear and despair wrapped around her heart.

She felt completely disoriented, unable to find any way out of it all.

Horrible visions sprung up in her mind, she was surrounded by people, laughter echoing in her ears, saliva flying, ugly names piercing her heart like sharp knives.

Bai Luoxin trembled his hands, trying to calm the panic in his heart.

Her eyes were confused and trance-like, as if she was trapped in a distorted dream.

She carefully touched her face, feeling the unevenness in her skin, as if it had all become a sign of her fate.

The light in the bathroom was dim and cold, sprinkled on Bai Luoxin's body, making her figure look even more weak.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, turning into drops of grief.

Her lips trembled, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she was stopped by silent despair.

She squatted down tremblingly, her hands clasped tightly around her body, trying to find some comfort.

However, the silence in the bathroom only made her feel more lonely and helpless.

The dizzying stench permeated the bathroom, as if it were a stench from hell.

Bai Luoxin felt that her body could barely withstand this stimulation, and she trembled and grabbed the chair and slammed it into the mirror.

Glass shards splattered everywhere, and each fragment reflected her became extremely ugly, as if she was being watched by countless disgusted eyes.

"How so?! Ahhh My face! "

Bai Luoxin's voice was full of despair and pain, and she felt as if she had fallen into endless darkness.