The yandere boy is so scheming

It has been raining for several days this week, and the air is filled with moisture. The smell of dust and earth penetrates the nose and makes people feel dry.

The school's celebration was also changed from open air to an auditorium. There were still many students coming to watch, and the entire auditorium was almost full.

"Quick, quick, sit in front."

Yu He excitedly pulled Shen Sichun through the crowd and quickly took his seat in the two seats next to the sixth row in front.

"Chunchun, I've seen the promotional posters. One is taller than the other..." Yu He cocked his neck and looked around infatuatedly, looking like he was about to drool.

Shen Sichun pulled her arm dumbfounded: "Please restrain yourself, you scare the handsome guy."

She bent down and found two cups of milk tea in the plastic bag placed in front of her legs, and handed one of them to Yu He: "Take it, it's still iced now."

Yu He chuckled and rubbed his face against Shen Sichun, "Chunchun, you are so kind."

Shen Sichun was shocked, Yu He said the same thing to her in her previous life...but she still failed to protect her.

A trace of sadness flashed through her heart. She must not let the tragedy happen again. She had to quickly get rid of all the people who hurt them.

Shen Sichun pretended to be disgusted and pushed Yu He's head away, "It feels so numb. I'm going to vomit."

Yu He stuck out his tongue playfully, "You're disgusting to death."

At this time, the lights in the auditorium suddenly turned on, and the heavy curtain slowly opened to reveal the bright wooden stage behind it. A tall girl in a purple dress came up to announce the official start of the school celebration.

Shen Sichun's eyes flashed and he handed the half-finished cup of milk tea to Yu He, "Yu He, hold it for me first. I'll go to the toilet and be right back."

Yu He opened his mouth, but hesitated: "Hey, Chun..."

Looking at Shen Sichun's hurried away figure, he immediately started the second half of the sentence and swallowed it silently.

Shen Sichun went to a temporary dressing room backstage, stole a volunteer's clothes in the cubicle and changed into them. He loosened his hair and tucked it behind his ears, and quickly put on heavy makeup on his face.

I hurriedly walked to the backstage, and I was surrounded by busy seniors and seniors in volunteer uniforms, as well as backstage staff from previous performances.

Shen Sichun glanced at the entire audience and easily locked on the sound mixing team behind the curtain. When he was about to walk over, he was stopped by a senior sister.

She frowned and said in a fierce tone: "What are you doing? I don't know what I should do. Why are you standing here and watching others do it?"

Shen Sichun lowered his eyes slightly and saw the tag on her chest, Ye Mian, President of the Student Union.

Shen Sichun quickly bowed his head and apologized, his voice neither humble nor condescending: "I'm sorry, senior, this is my first time as a volunteer, and I don't understand the process yet, so I have caused trouble to you."

Ye Mian felt a little embarrassed when she saw her apologizing so politely. Her arrogance subsided and her voice softened: "It's okay. Be careful next time. Go to the locker room first and see if the backcourt staff are here. We are sending people now, tell them to hurry up.”

Shen Sichun nodded and smiled gently: "Okay, I understand, I'll go right away."

The smile on his face disappeared completely the moment he turned around.

He raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist. His frown relaxed. Shen Zhijing's program was behind him, and he still had time.

Shen Sichun went to the dressing room and walked around. Basically everyone was ready. Only a few people were still changing clothes. After Shen Sichun urged them a few times, they all left to wait.

When I was about to go backstage, I suddenly felt a little urgent to urinate, as if I had drank too much milk tea just now.

Shen Sichun held his stomach and ran towards the toilet.

Because there were too many students at the venue today, the toilets in the auditorium were not open. Shen Sichun could only go to the public toilets outside.

After looking at the sign on the toilet, he was about to twist the door and go in, but suddenly paused the next second.

It was the metal buckle of the belt that was untied that made a crisp sound when it collided.

Shen Sichun sneered, these two people were having quite an exciting time.

If she doesn't come to use the toilet, you won't be able to see her. Since you are seeking death, you can't blame her.

Shen Sichun stepped lightly, slowly opened the door of the women's restroom, turned on the camera of his cell phone and inserted it through the crack of the door of the single room where they were.

The voices inside were getting more and more arrogant, and the two people who were immersed in the matter did not notice it at all.

Shen Zhijing felt that the feeling of being discovered at any time was so exciting that she almost fainted.

Shen Sichun's stomach was churning and he was about to vomit...

Not long after, the sounds inside suddenly stopped. Shen Sichun held his breath and his heart beat violently.

……

Hastily finished.

He quickly took his phone back and quietly exited.

After going out, Shen Sichun took a deep breath of fresh air, and the feeling of nausea in his stomach had not dissipated.

When he turned the path next to the toilet, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by a pair of big hands and pushed to the dark wall.

His hands covered her eyes, so she couldn't see who it was.

The slightly cold fingertips touched her slender wrist so hard that it hurt her.

"Who are you?" Shen Sichun didn't yell, but the cold sweat on her palms betrayed her.

"looks good?"

The young man's voice was extremely hoarse, with a hint of anger.