Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

When everyone arrived, the bus hired by the school slowly drove over.

The teachers sat next to each other in the last row, chatting together in a group.

The students were all far away from their teachers, sitting in the first few rows, gathering together in twos and threes, trying to get along.

Behind Song Pan'er, a beautiful little girl sat.

When she got on the bus just now, Song Pan'er saw that she had been looking at her seat. She thought she would sit next to him, but unexpectedly she walked directly past her row of seats and sat directly behind her.

Song Pan'er didn't think much about it, it was just fine to sit in a row by herself.

Song Paner likes the feeling of riding in a car very much. She is motionless and the scenery comes naturally.

But the car hadn't started for long, and she was just relaxing and admiring the beautiful scenery, when someone poked the back of her seat, causing Song Paner's back to stiffen.

But he didn't care, thinking it was the little girl sitting behind him, and accidentally bumped into him.

But not two minutes later, the back of the seat was poked again.

Song Pan'er looked back through the gap in the car seat and saw the little girl turning her head hurriedly, pretending that nothing happened.

what's the situation? Is this intentional?

Song Pan'er thought about making sure one last time, sat down again, and continued to look at the scenery. She didn't notice that Yan Bin, who was chatting happily with Xiao Fei in the row next to her, glanced at her.

Song Pan'er planned that if she poked the back of her chair again, she must have done it intentionally. Then she couldn't bear it anymore and must ask her what she wanted to do!

Song Pan'er was right. After about five minutes, the little girl in the back row stabbed the back of her chair again.

"Classmate, why do you keep poking the back of my chair? Do you have a problem with me?" Song Pan'er asked from behind from the gap in the seat.

"Who stabbed the back of your chair?"

The little girl in the back row pretended to be innocent and refused to admit it.

"You kid, it's not good to lie! You've stabbed me three times, and I endured the first two. You have to give me a reason this time, or I'll tell your head teacher to go." Song Pan Er threatened.

"You're the one who lied. I didn't stab you. You're still the school beauty. She looks like Snow White and her stepmother. Bah~"

The little girl's face changed very quickly, from innocent to full of disdain in an instant.

Ouch~ This made Song Pan'er stunned. How could this little girl beat her up? If anyone tells her in the future that children cannot lie, she will definitely vomit blood all over her face.

"You... forget it, I don't care about it like a child."

Song Pan'er had no choice but to let her go to the teachers to complain, right? She is an eighteen-year-old adult and doesn't care about a child.

Song Pan'er turned around and went to worry alone.

"Pfft~" A laugh came from the seat next to him.

Song Pan'er looked over with a depressed look on her face.

"Haha, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh at you."

Yan Bin noticed the movement here from the first time Song Pan'er turned around. He saw the classmates behind him and deliberately poked Song Pan'er's seat.

I was just about to help testify, but I heard Song Paner's words "Don't care about children" and burst into laughter.

"Old Xiao, you sit in the back." Yan Bin pulled up Xiao Fei, who was sitting by the window, and pushed him directly to the side of the little girl in the back row, while he himself sat next to Song Pan'er.

"Are you in the first grade? My name is Yan Bin, and I am in the fifth grade."

"Hello, my name is Song Pan'er. I'm in class one every year."

Song Pan'er was not a ungrateful person. Yan Bin solved the problem for her. With a grateful heart, she chatted warmly with him.

Xiao Fei just felt miserable and stared at the little girl with a straight face.

The bus engine vibrated loudly, and the teachers in the back row knew nothing about the small dispute here.