15. Violence
Listening to the faint hatred in Shen Tianen's words, I couldn't help weaving an eight o'clock plot in my mind where my sister snatched her sister's boyfriend. However, facing Shen Tianen's gaze, I had no choice but to say: "But Zhang Zhang won't marry her, you think too much."
A sarcastic smile appeared on Shen Tianen's face. She looked at me like I was a fool who had been kept in the dark, which made me very uncomfortable. She said, "The charter should have broken up with you."
She is Shen Jieyu's younger sister, so it's not surprising to know this. I nod.
She said: "Then do you know why he broke up with you?"
"I don't know, but I know he still loves me." I said calmly.
"He still loves you, but he is going to marry Shen Jieyu too." Shen Tianen said word by word, "Shen Jieyu tried a lot of tricks to get Zhang Cheng to marry her. Soon, her chance came. Zhang Zhangcheng's mother was diagnosed with vascular cancer, and under his mother's persecution, Zhang Zhang had to marry Shen Jieyu for his mother's sake."
It turned out to be like this. It turned out that it was because of this that I saw the scene of Zhang Zhang and Shen Jieyu embracing each other on the street that night. It turned out that Zhang Zhang broke up with me suddenly because of this. But in the next second, Shen Tianen continued: "However, I secretly heard from my parents that the incident of vascular cancer was a way for his mother to cheat Zhang Zhang with doctors in order to get him to marry Shen Jieyu."
I looked at Shen Tianen in disbelief. Could this be the truth behind all this? I did not speak for a long time. Shen Tianen folded his arms and said, "Think about it yourself, I'll ask you again tomorrow."
I stood alone in the empty classroom for a long time before I realized that there was another person waiting for me on the roof. I walked towards the door of the classroom, but as soon as I reached the door, the closed door was suddenly kicked open by a person from the outside. If I hadn't reacted quickly and dodged back, my face would have been bruised and swollen by this sudden blow.
I looked towards the door, and there was a tall boy standing at the door, and behind him stood the three girls who had clashed this morning.
I knew what was going on at a glance, and a sneer appeared on my face.finally come. The reason why I was so arrogant in the morning was because I was waiting for this moment. I deliberately pretended to be surprised, looked at them in horror, and said, "You...what do you want to do?"
Seeing my panicked appearance, the three girls all showed mocking smiles on their faces. I stared at them in horror as I stepped back. The tall boy looked back at the girls, and he didn't know who he was talking to, "Quiet, it's him, right?"
The girl standing in the middle said indifferently, "That's him."
The tall man walked towards me rubbing his hands. I was slowly forced back to the wall by him. This angle happened to be facing the monitor in this classroom. In the process of being slowly pushed back by him, I discovered it. Although this classroom is empty, it is all due to the same line and common control, and the monitor in this classroom is also on. No matter what this boy does later, he will be photographed by this monitor.
I thought he would shake his fist at me, but what I didn't expect was that he stretched out his hand to lock me, and cut both of my hands behind my back. In my panic, I caught a glimpse of those girls holding cameras in their hands, with smiles on their faces, and slowly approaching us. I suddenly realized what they were going to do, and I panicked for a moment, not knowing what to do. Regarding school violence, it has been reported many times in the news, and the various methods in it are shocking, the most common of which is forcing people to take off their clothes and film them.
Thinking that I might be photographed like this, the hairs on my whole body stood on end, and I began to struggle hard.
"Help—help—" I yelled. Next to this classroom is a classroom with people, and there must be students walking in the corridor outside. As long as they hear, I will be saved. However, just as I yelled twice, my mouth was covered hard by this boy. Desperately trying to make a noise, I kicked my legs against him.
He was so embarrassed by me that he grabbed my collar brutally with one hand and was about to take it off.
"Stop!" Suddenly a voice sounded from the door.
Is it a charter? I knew he wouldn't leave me alone! I looked over excitedly, only to find that the person was not him.