If there is anyone in this world who has a strong heart, if Song Ye is ranked second, probably no one would dare to be ranked first.
While Yunhua was still immersed in the thrill of killing, Song Ye drove her to a shopping mall. She had not returned to city life for a long time, and such a glorious scene made her feel embarrassed for a moment.
Song Ye, however, walked around as if nothing was wrong, and brought several sets of clothes for her, "Go in and try it out."
Yun Hua stared at her blankly. In close contact, she could even smell the smoke from the two of them, reminding her that they had just killed someone half an hour ago.
One second his hands were covered in blood, but the next moment he was able to go shopping and buy clothes freely. It was probably only a freak like Song Ye. From the first time he saw her, Yunhua could sense her relationship with her. Different.
When the car stopped smoothly at the entrance of the jewelry store, Yunhua was holding a bag of clothes, still a little confused.
Song Ye leaned over to loosen her seat belt and comforted her softly, "There are still many things you can do in your lifetime. You don't have to dwell on the past."
Yun Hua looked up at the girl in front of her. She was clearly only fifteen or sixteen years old, and her voice was still childish, but her eyes seemed to have gone through many vicissitudes of life. When the girl pulled away, she couldn't help but reach out and grab the girl's arm. , asked in a low voice: "Song Ye, can I follow you?"
"Well?" Song Ye was stunned for a moment, but then he reacted, looked at her deeply, and asked, "Do you know what it means to follow me?"
Startled by the deep words in a lowered voice, Yun Hua couldn't help but tremble, feeling a little scared for no reason, but still nodded hard, "Song Ye, I know that you are not an ordinary person. What you have done may be It's scary, but I want to follow you, and I want to become stronger like you." From the moment she fired the shot, she knew what she wanted. She was not afraid of whether it was a mountain of knives or a sea of fire, but she was afraid that she would be stuck in this quagmire for the rest of her life and would not be able to get out.
And Song Ye is her only hope.
Faced with such expectant eyes, Song Ye did not nod readily. She silently cast her gaze towards the end of the street, "Follow me, the future will no longer be smooth." She was forced to embark on this road full of blood. Road, how many late nights have she longed to turn back, "You think carefully and then tell me, I will give you three days." After saving Yunhua, she hoped that the other party could live a stable life, and she did not want him to follow her through the knife edge. A life of licking blood.
After the words fell, Song Ye stopped talking about the matter. He got out of the car and sent the person back to the store, then turned and went to the gym.
After leaving school for two days, it happened to be Friday. Song Ye felt that if she didn't show up, Tang Meiling and others would have to report behind her back. So when the bell was ringing for the first class, she stepped on a pair of white sneakers and Appearing in front of everyone's eyes in shock or amazement.
After the silence of unanimous attention, the class instantly burst into buzzing discussion.
"After such a thing, she still dares to come to school. She is so shameless."
"That's right. If I simply don't come, I will make people laugh if I come."
"Hey, didn't I hear that she dropped out of school? Yesterday, I heard the monitor asking the teacher if she wanted to remove her desk."
Although their voices were lowered, Song Ye's sharp ears still took in most of the information. When she heard that Tang Meiling was about to remove her table, she raised her eyebrows and became even more sure that the other party and Song Tingting were in the same group. , otherwise it would be impossible to know the secret plans of the Song family.
At this time, Tang Meiling also looked gloomy. The good mood she had finally gained so early in the morning was completely destroyed after seeing Song Ye's face.
But besides her, there was another person who didn't welcome Song Ye's arrival.
"Song Ye, take your textbooks and stand in the corridor. You don't have to attend my classes from now on." As soon as the class teacher entered the door and saw the figure in the corner, she was also stunned. She had heard about Song Ye in the past two days. He was about to drop out of school, but he was secretly happy that there was one less troublemaker holding him back. He thought that Song Ye's desk and chairs would be removed after class. Unexpectedly, before the idea was finalized, people had already appeared in a big way. Thinking of Lu Lan's rude words and Song Ye's arrogant rudeness two days ago, the head teacher was not polite to her at all. The first thing he did when he came to the stage was to issue an eviction order.
On a new day, the air pressure of classes 3 and 5 started from low altitude.
Everyone held their breath, watching this wonderful show, waiting for the incident. The heroine hugged her books and cried, and ran out of the classroom. No child of this age dares to openly disobey the teacher's orders, and no girl can withstand such harsh punishment without bursting into tears.
And Song Ye also stood up as everyone expected, but he did not shed tears, and his eyes were even more magnanimous. Standing there, he opened his mouth and asked the teacher, "I don't know what the teacher thinks I did wrong, so that the teacher doesn't hesitate." You won't let me attend classes before the high school entrance exam." Although she felt that it didn't matter whether she listened or studied, she didn't want to be a soft persimmon and let others bully her.
The head teacher was so choked up that his face turned even darker, "You ran away from home and were absent from class for no reason. I don't want to teach students with such low moral character."
"Oh?" Song Ye raised his tone and showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "I don't know. School teaching means that if the teacher doesn't want to teach, he won't teach. I'd like to go to the principal and ask if it's because the teacher doesn't want to teach. You can directly recommend me to No. 1 Middle School."
She said it several times like a tongue twister, whether to teach or not, and finally the class teacher turned red with irritation and slapped the podium, "Song Ye, don't talk nonsense here, just because of your qualifications and moral character, I No one will object to kicking you out.”
"Qualification and moral character?" Song Ye grasped the painful leg of her statement without hesitation, and began to counterattack lightly, "I have only heard that there is no education, no distinction, the stupid bird flies first, and then the moral character, the conflict between me and my family It's my private matter. I didn't come to school for two days because the teacher allowed me to take leave to deal with family matters. I must have forgotten what the teacher said himself, right?"
"You..." The head teacher gritted his teeth, out of breath with anger, but couldn't find any reason to refute.
She just hated Song Ye, who was so sharp-tongued. He didn't know how to show weakness and was always provocative. Now it was even more difficult for her to get off the stage.
During the confrontation between the two sides, a figure stood up suddenly, and a high-pitched voice suddenly sounded, "Teacher, don't be so angry that your body is so angry. The high school entrance examination is approaching. If Song Ye wants to listen to the class, let her listen. Don't let her fail to pass the high school." Let’s blame the teacher. Everyone knows her scores. Even if she didn’t sleep for 24 hours, she wouldn’t be able to pass the No. 1 Middle School. She is just feeling inferior and throwing a tantrum now. Teacher, don’t be angry with yourself.”