On the Strategies of Gao Leng Xueba

No matter how angry he is, Gu Lian doesn't have time to pursue any responsibility now, because Bai Qing's wound is very scary, he must at least ensure that Bai Qing is safe and sound before pursuing these crap things that made him mad with anger!

After being rejected by the princess by Bai Qing, Gu Lian helped Bai Qing to walk towards the entrance of the rooftop, but was stopped by a person during the short distance.

Barely discerning that it was a girl's frightening face, tears flowed freely.

"Gu Lian..."

"Yu Jiajia, you are really impatient." Seeing her, Gu Lian became angry.

With a sneer, Gu Lian just wanted to say something excessive when Bai Qing squeezed his hand.

Looking at Bai Qing in a little surprise, seeing him shake his head lightly, Gu Lian held back his anger and prepared to ignore Yu Jiajia and bypass her.

"Gu Lian!"

Yu Jiajia stopped him again.

"My name is Yu Jiajia!"

It seemed that he had never introduced himself in front of him.

"I hope you remember me..."

"I like you very much."

"Thank you for helping me."

"Thank you, really thank you."

"Also, I'm sorry..."

Tears seemed to obscure the truth that should have emerged.

Look, Gu Lian is looking at her, although he coldly scans himself with that disgusted gaze.

But he still gave himself a little bit of sight, didn't he.

Yu Jiajia's spirit seems not as full as before.

The disordered memory made her unable to remember who was looking for her at the beginning, who was the one who let her out, who was the one who told her that Nian Zixi and Gu Lian were a couple, and who was the one who definitely wanted her to kill Bai Qing who is it……

She should apologize, but she doesn't know who to apologize to.

I could hear the wailing wailing of those terrible people in the mental hospital. From the initial fear and discomfort, to the later numbness, and finally to be like those people, it only took a few months.

During this period, the only thing she remembered was Gu Lian.

She likes Gu Lian, she wants to tell that handsome boy, I like you, thank you...

I am sorry.

A big smile suddenly appeared on that scarred face, intertwined with tears. Seeing this scene, others felt indescribably depressed.

This depressing feeling is suffocating.

Just smiled at Gu Lian, and then her figure was blown by the wind like a piece of white paper, and jumped up the low steps around the roof, and then, the wind stopped.

She fell into that boundless abyss.

Life in high school seems to be no different from junior high school, with mediocre academic performance, unpopular popularity, and even being ignored by teachers...

Yu Jiajia never complained about anything, nor did she feel that she was treated unfairly.

There is a saying that is the most desolate poisonous chicken soup.

—When you get used to things that are not fair, then you are hopeless.

Therefore, when the sun was setting that day, when she was still invited to 'help' clean the corridor by a few students she didn't know at ordinary times, she hardly complained.

Everyone in the school has left, only she is still working, although she is not on duty at all today.

She worked tirelessly to clean the corridor, and just when she wanted to take a breather and continue cleaning, a pair of dirty feet stepped on the floor she had just cleaned.

Those rich second generations who didn't know where they went came back to get their schoolbags.

Yu Jiajia's face froze, and she stood silently in the corner of her clothes, making way for their huge group.

Someone saw the mop she was holding in her hand, laughed viciously a few times, and spoke mischievously when passing by her.

"Ouch, it's dirty, you can wipe it again."

"Sister, we all apologized, so it's okay."

"Sorry."

They didn't deliberately step on the dirt, they were just passing by, and every pair of shoes stepped on the clean marble tiles.

Yu Jiajia didn't know what to say, and didn't dare to speak, so she could only stand there silently, biting her lip, thinking that it might be dark tonight before she could go home.

Suddenly, a voice different from others sounded.

"Whoever steps on it will clean it up."

The lazy sound line is like a black panther who is very satisfied after hunting its prey.

Standing outside the crowd, he glanced at the crowd with interest, the corner of his mouth curled into a seemingly invisible arc.

"Clean it up, I'll treat you to dinner today, otherwise you can just lick the floor here."

After his words fell, everyone wailed in unison.

"Brother Wo Caolian, you can't do this."

"That's right, you didn't leave your bags in the classroom, did you? The road is hard to walk on, okay?"

"Clean a few, I haven't swept the floor at home, sir."

……

They said a word and were unwilling to clean up.

The tall figure standing outside the crowd didn't move, didn't say a word, just looked at them indifferently.

Perhaps the innate aura of a king made everyone surrender to him.

The group of rich second generations who were unwilling to clean up started to grab her broom and mop one by one, and started to clean up indiscriminately.

She couldn't believe her ears and eyes.

Lifting her head quietly, she only saw the back of the boy turning and leaving.

The back that was illuminated by the orange sunset seemed to be the only ray of light in her dark campus life.

She knew that the boy was the school bully of Nan Gao, named Gu Lian.

Maybe he let these rich second generations clean up, not for himself, but what does it matter.

The heartbeat is only in an instant.

The girl's silent and sealed heart suddenly beat violently, breaking the entangled chains.

"Yu Jiajia—"

The hospital gown belonging to the mental hospital disappeared on the side of the roof. Bai Qing almost didn't think about it, and rushed up to grab her, but she didn't even touch a corner of the clothes.

Yu Jiajia, who was facing Bai Qing, showed a relieved smile before landing.

Freed up.

Seeing someone fall, the people downstairs let out piercing screams, one after another.

boom--

The blood burst.

All the students who were watching dispersed, leaving the place full of blood.

Bai Qing stared blankly at the white robe that was stained red with blood, and was in a trance for a while.

He saw with his own eyes a person's life disappear before his eyes.

Because this side was close to the rooftop door, Bai Qing and Yu Jiajia, who were held hostage, both showed up on the other side, so there was no inflatable cushion underneath.

Perhaps it is because of knowing this reason.

Bai Qing suddenly felt a coldness in his heart, this kind of coldness almost frozen all his internal organs, making him unable to breathe.

"Bai Qing..." Gu Lian caught Bai Qing who couldn't stand from behind: "We'll go to the hospital right away, hold on..."

Bai Qing was picked up by Gu Lian, his footsteps were very flustered, making his wound ache.

But he didn't seem to feel the pain anymore.

The students downstairs, the teacher, the master, Gu Lian...

including him.

all know.

Yu Jiajia is dead.