It seemed that until this moment, she didn't really realize what kind of person she was fighting against.
Yan Shiying silently stroked the semi-rigid fur in the cage.
As long as it is something she cares about, no matter what it is, it will be destroyed without mercy. She could only think of one person who would treat her like this...
Shang Xuhuai.
It was as if the scene when he came to the door for the first time that day had recurred, and she seemed to see that there were only two roads left in front of her.
Of course she can give in to this, bow her head to him, and do everything he asks. From now on, she will stop here, never provoke Shang Xuhuai, and each will live in peace.
But Shang Xuhuai may not know...
She is also crazy.
Yan Shiying lowered her eyes, quietly picked up the rabbit, and disposed of its carcass with the people in the breeding room.
She didn't speak during the whole process. The people in the training room thought she must be very sad now, and they were at a loss and thought about what to say all the way to comfort her.
When they were about to say goodbye, they saw Yan Shiying thanking him almost gently and politely: "Thank you." His face was calm and no waves could be seen.
The people in the cultivation room were stunned.
It wasn't until Yan Shiying had left that he touched his arm. He only felt that her glance just now was like seeing a bottomless abyss, and the darkness made people feel chills all over his bones.
A few days later, the stampede caused by Yan Shiying has gradually subsided. After Shang Xuhuai didn't come to the academy for several days, he didn't know what agreement he reached with the merchant in private, and one day he returned to the academy again. Some people thought he was not pleasing to the eye and naturally wanted to stop him and teach him a lesson, but he already had a deterrent force in the academy and had his own group of fans.
After several turbulences occurred in the academy, there was no further movement. The only thing that remained unchanged was the criticism of Shang Xuhuai's actions from time to time on the forum.
On this day, a large number of people went out to communicate with the college, and the college was much quieter than before.
The sky was very cloudy, without a ray of sunshine, and it was gloomy as if it was about to rain.
There is no one in the classroom, and most of them are taking lunch breaks in the dormitory or by the garden.
Shang Xuhuai was leaning against the window alone, a little drowsy, when he suddenly heard a slight sound of the door opening.
When she opened her eyes, it turned out to be Yan Shiying.
When Yan Shiying saw him, she smiled sweetly at him as if nothing had happened.
Shang Xuhuai regained his energy for a moment, and watched her walk in front of him with a blank expression. Before he could speak, his gaze was fixed on her hand.
It turned out to be a photo of all members of their machinery club hanging on the highest place!
Shang Xuhuai stared at the person in the photo, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses and say, "Why do you have the key to our exhibition room?"
Only he and the vice president have the key to the exhibition room of the Mechanical Society. The vice president also went out with his department today to exchange ideas. How did Yan Shiying get the key? !
Yan Shiying didn't answer, just glanced at him, and threw the photo on the ground casually.
Shang Xuhuai's pupils shrank, as if she had dropped some precious treasure of his, and eagerly rushed over to pick it up.
As soon as his hand touched the corner of the photo, a Martin boot stepped heavily on the back of his hand and crushed it hard.
For a moment, cold sweat broke out on Shang Xuhuai's forehead, and he tried his best not to cry out in pain. Raising her head, Yan Shiying stepped on his feet with a smile like a devil, and leaned down gracefully, "You seem to attach great importance to this? Huh?"
"Yan Shiying—" Shang Xuhuai almost gritted his teeth, and the flames in his eyes seemed to want to pounce on her immediately and strangle her to death.
After all, he is a man, and his strength is naturally overwhelming. Just as he was about to push her away with one hand, his body froze, and he saw her pull out something.
A huge mouse with scarlet eyes and black and gray fur.
Shang Xuhuai's face turned pale.
Yan Shiying didn't seem to be able to see his pale face at all, and with a bright smile, she handed over the living creature that was still struggling in her hand, "As a gift you gave me in return, this is a gift I gave you. Do you like it?" ?”
As soon as it was handed to him, Shang Xuhuai uttered a voice that was so frightened that his voice almost changed: "Go away!! Don't take it here!! Go away!!!"
"That's not allowed." Yan Shiying firmly stepped on his hand, and with a smile, moved the mouse closer to him again. It wasn't until he saw that his body had receded to the limit in fear that he sneered and grabbed his hair, forcing him to look up at himself.
"What are you afraid of? Isn't it just a mouse? Weren't you very arrogant when you humiliated me before? Huh? Shang Xuhuai, do you really think I'm easy to bully?"
Shang Xuhuai was speechless, but stared at the living thing in her hand with a terrified expression, gasping for breath as if he couldn't breathe.
It seems that her personal doctor's investigation is correct, he is really afraid of mice.
Yan Shiying let go of her foot, and casually threw the mouse on Shang Xuhuai. While Shang Xuhuai was staggering back on the ground, she turned around and picked up a cage covered with black cloth from the door and brought it into the classroom.
Now that the feud has been forged, she came today to show him what is the fear that will never be forgotten.
Shang Xuhuai looked at the things in her hands, as if he had already anticipated what she would do, and there was a moment of fragile pain in his eyes, as if the hard armor on his body had been peeled off all of a sudden, only trembling and silent fear.
Yan Shiying turned a blind eye to it, and after lifting the black cloth, a bright and bright smile appeared on her face, "Just enjoy it inside."
After she finished speaking, she tore off the lock of the cage, quickly walked out of the door and locked the door, and then locked the back door behind her.
After doing all this, Yan Shiying leaned against the wall, took out a lady's cigarette, lit it, and took a light puff.
She learned to smoke very early, but rarely, because smoking always reminded her of the past... By the way, what was her past? How did she get here? Why was she selected by the system
She remembered that she seemed to have something very important to do, but she couldn't remember what it was...
She looked far into the distance in the smoke, and closed her eyes in a little confusion.
No one passed by here during this time period, and she had already cleared the scene around her, so no one would know what happened just now.
When she finished smoking the cigarette, the other side of the wall was still quiet as if nothing had happened, not even the slightest howling and screaming came out.
Something is wrong.
Yan Shiying frowned slightly, crushed out the cigarette butt, opened the window above the classroom and looked up.
Seeing that Shang Xuhuai was still inside, she breathed a sigh of relief.
In just five minutes, Shang Xuhuai was completely drenched as if he had just been fished out of the water.
The silver hair wetly stuck to both sides of his cheeks, he curled up in the corner tightly, hugging his knees with slack eyes, his face was pale and trembling constantly, because the fear was pitiful to the point of being weak, on the contrary, there was an aura that made people want to abuse Fragile beauty.
Yan Shiying watched blankly, and called him in a low voice, "Hello."
Shang Xuhuai didn't respond.
He didn't notice that there was another person outside the room at all, but he was deeply and uncontrollably immersed in the memories deep in his mind...
The dark, damp, and dark scene in his memory almost coincided with the scene in front of him. From time to time, a frightening red light lit up in the darkness, and there were furry creatures constantly running around him. A straw breaks.
My mother always thought that he was born with antisocial personality disorder tendencies, but he was not.
Before he was ten years old, he was so kind that he couldn't bear to trample an ant to death. Because he knew the pain, he didn't dare to fight back when he was bullied.
Before the age of ten, all of his life centered around his biological father. In order to please his biological father, he was so humble that he was happy to be beaten until his head was bloody, because at least it proved that he hadn't really abandoned him.
Later, his father seldom beat him, but gradually stopped coming back, and often locked him at home for several days before returning.
At that time, he seemed to have forgotten that there was a child under ten years old at home, and locked him at home for more than half a month. All the food in the house had been eaten, and he was very hungry, and no one knew what a very hungry child would eat under those circumstances.
He thought that lack of food was the biggest dilemma he faced, but he didn't expect blood and flesh to be.
He never knew there were so many mice in the house.
The mice hadn't eaten for a long time, and they were hungry too, so hungry that even he wanted to eat.
They were smart enough to jump out and attack him when he was about to fall asleep, rushing over in groups and biting his clothes and toes.
The extreme fear of dying wrapped around his neck like seaweed, making him feel suffocated just by hearing the sound.
He was trapped in the quagmire where memory and reality intertwined, his whole body seemed to be soaked in cold and wet sea water, and he felt that the rising tide of sea water would submerge his throat in the next second.
At this moment, Shang Xuhuai suddenly heard a clear voice.
"Hi, Shang Xuhuai."
Yan Shiying leaned half of her body out of the window, looking at him from a distance.
"I'll take you out if you ask me."
Shang Xuhuai moved, and raised his head in a daze.
There was light passing through her back, and the wind blew her hair to her collarbone, but it couldn't hide her unusually bright eyes.
That kind of light was like a sharp knife piercing the darkness in front of his eyes, and Shang Xuhuai suddenly felt suffocated.
It was as if time stopped flowing, and all the noises faded away from the surroundings like flowing water, only the last few words were printed in his mind very clearly.
She said, "bring you out".
Shang Xuhuai's lips moved slightly.
He had thought countless times that if someone was willing to reach out to him at that time and pull him out of the dark vortex, he would definitely hold that hand desperately and without hesitation.
Even if a moth flies to a flame, it will be lost forever.
"Please."
He let out a hoarse voice that was almost indistinguishable.
When Yan Shiying struggled to pull him out of the room full of rats, he leaned against the wall and gasped for breath.
Turning his head, Shang Xuhuai was still in a daze, staring at her without blinking, his eyes were so focused that it was scary.
He also remembered that his mother took him away from his biological father, and since then, it seemed that something was missing from him all of a sudden.
His personality began to become extreme, showing extremely high aggressiveness, coldness, and lack of empathy. He didn't even blink his eyes even when he broke the rabbit's head with his bare hands.
After his elder brother died, he was like a beast that had lost its shackles, struggling to the death and biting everything that stood in the way of his goal.
But there is one thing he can confirm.
As long as it is what he wants, he must get it.
Yan Shiying.
He stared intently at the person beside him who was still panting.