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"Go back to class." Zhou Zhou said to Zhang Ailin.

Zhang Ailin looked at Zhou Zhou's eyes and asked, "Are your eyes okay?"

Zhou Zhou tried to blink his eyelids, and felt that Zhang Ailin's figure seemed to be clearer. He raised his right hand subconsciously and touched the injured eye.

Zhang Ailin quickly grabbed her wrist, frowned, and said, "Don't touch it with your hands."

Her serious face is so cute.

Zhou Zhou burst out laughing.

Zhang Ailin frowned even tighter.She thought Zhou Zhou didn't take it seriously, so she deliberately strengthened her tone and said, "You don't know how red your eyes are now, and it's not a trivial matter to get infected again."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Zhou laughed even more presumptuously.

So cute.

Zhang Ailin closed her mouth with a dark face, looking at the little girl half a head shorter than her smiling inexplicably, she didn't seem to take her words seriously at all.But she was helpless.

"Okay, I know." The smile hadn't completely left Zhou Zhou's face.

Zhang Ailin let go of Zhou Zhou's wrist, with incomprehension.

"Okay, let's go back, don't delay class." Zhou Zhou said.

"Let's rest and rest, it's still very popular." Zhang Ailin said.

"no thanks."

"need."

"No, no, no, I..."

"need."

"It's really unnecessary, I..."

"need."

"No need!" Zhou Zhou involuntarily raised his voice, with a touch of coquettishness in his voice.

"Okay..." Seeing that she couldn't hold back Zhou Zhou, Zhang Ailin reluctantly compromised.

She didn't understand why Zhou Zhou was in such a hurry to go to class.

I had no choice but to follow behind Zhou Zhou's buttocks, silently without saying a word, and followed her all the way back to the classroom.

No trace of emotion appeared on her face, her eyes were always lowered, staring at Zhou Zhou's alternate footsteps in front of her, her eyelashes fluttered up and down with the blinking of her eyes.

Looking at Zhou Zhou's back, after Zhang Ailin breathed a sigh of relief, the anger in her heart rose up little by little.

She recalled what happened just now, and every provocative move of the boy was clearly outlined in Zhang Ailin's mind.

Especially his smiling face.A mocking smile twitched at the corner of his mouth.Like a flame falling on dry wood all at once.

When they returned to the classroom, Wang Bing was waiting for them at the door of the classroom.He had a serious look on his face.

"What did the doctor say?" Wang Bing asked Zhou Zhou, his tone full of concern.

Zhou Zhou covered his eyes with his hands, not wanting him to see his injured left eye, and said in a relaxed tone, "It's nothing serious, the swelling will subside by itself in a few days."

Wang Bing nodded, feeling a little less nervous.

But what he was most worried about was not Zhou Zhou, but Zhang Ailin, who was as calm as dead behind.

When he was talking to Zhou Zhou, the corner of his eye glanced over Zhou Zhou's shoulder, and jumped to Zhang Ailin who was standing not far behind Zhou Zhou.

She lowered her head and looked at the ground.

"Well, you go back first, and pay attention to your eyes." Wang Bing said to Zhou Zhou.

Zhou Zhou nodded and was about to enter the classroom.Zhang Ailin followed closely behind her.

"You stay here." Wang Bing said suddenly.

Zhou Zhou just put his hand on the metal handle of the classroom, turned around, looked at the two, and stopped.

Zhang Ailin refused, as Wang Bing didn't hear what Wang Bing said, and walked straight forward.

Wang Bing pulled out her arm, pulled her in front of him, frowned, stared at Zhang Ailin, and said, "Zhou Zhou, go back to the classroom first."

Zhou Zhou looked at Zhang Ailin puzzled, hoping to get her response.But she didn't have any response.

Like someone drowning in silence.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Zhou finally entered the classroom.What echoed in the empty corridors were the voices of different teachers lecturing from the windows of the classrooms on each floor, the sound of Zhou Zhou closing the door after entering the classroom, and Wang Bing's heavy "Don't do this".

Wang Bing took Zhang Ailin to an empty corner of the floor.

"Stop doing stupid things, it won't solve any problems." Wang Bing clasped his arms around his chest, and patted his arms lightly with his fingers uneasily.

The hair behind Zhang Ailin's ears escaped from behind her ears, half-covered, trying to hide her face.

"I don't know."

for a long time.She spat out the words.

"Don't understand what?" Wang Bing asked eagerly, almost following her voice.

Suddenly, Zhang Ailin raised her head, raised her face slightly, and met Wang Bing's eyes: "After doing something bad, how can it be as if nothing happened. Why?"

The endless blankness blocked Wang Bing's mouth for an instant, his heart was stuttering, the cells in his whole body contracted tightly, and he couldn't make up a word.

Having read all other people's high-sounding truths, what leftovers are left to read to the child in front of him?What words would detach her from the awareness of everything she's been through?

All words seemed superfluous, powerless, like the pity of a bystander.

It almost brought him to tears.Nothing more than that.The child standing in front of him is such a good child by nature!

"I'm telling you, I won't allow you to do those bullshit things again! Give me a good job!" So he was at his wit's end and could only threaten and scold her to warn her.

But Zhang Ailin on the opposite side couldn't hear it, his voice seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall.

The face is blurry, the facial features cannot be seen clearly, the mouth is open and laughing, and the body is drawn with moving and jumping lines with gray pencils.Can't tell if it's him or her.The thing suddenly condensed into a ball and smashed straight in her direction.

In the ear is his or her piercing laughter.

Turning around, looking back, it was Zhou Zhou's injured and painful face.

How could this be.

So, she rushed open the back door of the classroom and stunned the teacher who was holding the textbook on the podium.The chalk is still pinched in the air.

Twisting the mop lever on the back door of a classroom is like snapping the last string of reason.

She held the stick in her hand.

"Ah!" The girl's scream was mixed with panic.

There were also students who immediately jumped up from their seats.

They fled in all directions with their eyes wide open, and the people around them tried their best to evacuate backwards, squeezing back the curious gazes behind them.

Inside the messy and overturned tables and chairs lay a red figure.

"Help!" he yelled.Shouting hysterically.Struggling with the utmost instinct.

The stick, following the beat of his cry for help, smashed into his body inch by inch.

crazy.

One click, one click, one click.

She exhausted all her strength with each blow, as if she wanted to tear the muscles of her whole body.

She wanted to smash her vile, ugly, broken body full of injustice and filth.

Why?

"Help me—!"

Why? !

"quick--!"

Why! !

"The most damned ones are you people!" She raised the wooden stick with both hands, squeezed it tightly, and aimed at his eyes that could no longer see clearly, and was about to smash it viciously.

Suddenly, Zhou Zhou rushed forward with a stride, stretched out his hand to grab the stick in her hand, and shouted loudly: "Calm down! People will die!"

At this time, Wang Bing also rushed over from the office in a hurry, while panting heavily, he quickly stepped forward and snatched the stick from Zhang Ailin's hand.

Zhang Ailin dropped the stick in her hand, turned around and raised the bench beside her.

"Zhang Ailin!!" Wang Bing stepped forward to grab her arm, and pushed it back hard to prevent the heavy table and stool from hitting the boy on the ground.

Zhou Zhou also quickly hugged Irene's body, and pushed her away from him.

There was a "bang".The chair fell heavily.

Wang Bing's hanging heart also fell half.

Zhang Ailin was hooped by Wang Bing and Zhou Zhou one after the other, and she could hardly move.

The onlookers on the side didn't have time to be surprised.

Zhang Ailin lowered her head, panting heavily, and fell into Zhou Zhou's ear.

Zhou Zhou felt his heartbeat alternate with her voice.

"Don't do this." Zhou Zhou said softly.

Wang Bing felt that Zhang Ailin's body was gradually relaxing. He straightened up quickly and said to Zhou Zhou: "Zhou Zhou, you take her to my office first and lock it. No one but me should open the door."

Without waiting for Zhou Zhou's answer, Wang Bing called out the names of a few boys and said, "You guys, come and send him to the school hospital. For the rest, clean up the classroom."

The people around froze in place.

"What are you doing in a daze? Everyone tidy up." Fang Zheng said as he stepped out of the crowd.

Afterwards, he stretched out his hand to move his body, and only two or three people followed his movements.

Zhou Zhou dragged Zhang Ailin away from the classroom.

Wang Bing waited until the arrangement in the classroom returned to normal order, and stood at the door, facing the students in the classroom with a stern look, and said, "Don't talk nonsense about this matter."

The classroom was left in shock.

Zhou Zhou sat with Zhang Ailin on the bench in the office.

Zhang Ailin put her arms on her knees, crossed her hands, and rested them on her forehead, and there were still some blood beads that had solidified on her hands.Not a word.

Zhou Zhou was sitting next to her, with his hands folded on his tightly closed thighs, pinching the fabric of his trousers nervously.

There was no one else in the room, so quiet that only the breathing of the two of them remained.

It is impossible to say that I was not frightened at all.

This was the first time Zhou Zhou saw such a thing, the first time he saw bloody flesh, and the first time he smelled the smell of blood in the air.

Zhou Zhou timidly looked at the person beside him from the corner of his eye.

Familiar, but even stranger.

Zhou Zhou couldn't believe it, it was her who looked like that just now.Obviously not long ago, he asked his eyes softly.

"I'm sorry." I don't know how long there was silence before Zhang Ailin threw these words in the air.

Zhou Zhou quickly said: "Ah, no, I'm sorry for nothing, but, ah, no..." The incoherent speech surprised even himself.

"I scared you." Zhang Ailin hoarse.

Zhou Zhou was stunned.

Pounding heart.Almost jumped out of the chest.Mixed with panic and throbbing.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, which drew Zhou Zhou's attention back.

She stepped forward quickly and asked cautiously, "Excuse me, who is it?"

"Me." Wang Bing's voice sounded.

Zhou Zhou opened the door and saw Wang Bing with a tired face, who seemed to be ten years older.

Wang Bing walked in, shaking two or three pages of paper in his hands, and said to Zhang Ailin:

"No. 14 dropouts. This time, it may be the last time."