"It was not the monitor who told the teacher about you drinking at the school gate, but this traitor."
Mu Nanxi pointed his finger squarely at Ye Mengfan's bruised face. "That day you told us that you drank alcohol at the school gate, and he told you you were lying. After you said a few words to him, he held a grudge against you. Later, during class, he pretended to tell the teacher that he was going to the bathroom, and ran to tell our homeroom teacher about it, saying that you bullied Lan Fuchu. The reason why the teacher always dislikes you is because this guy always tells the homeroom teacher that you pranked Lan Fuchu, bullied him, and disrupted his studies. Because he always went out to complain during class, no one realized that he did it."
Su Yi was slightly surprised.
What shocked me was not that Ye Mengfan did this, but my own stupidity. There was such a suspicious person around me, but I kept blaming the crime on the boy who didn't look like he would do such a thing. I really don't know what I was thinking at the time. Was it because I simply disliked Lan Fuchu? Or was it because I was so angry that I made a mistake in judgment
But no matter what, she was wrong. She mistook him for a traitor and bullied and ridiculed him wantonly...
Mu Nanxi tilted his head and continued, "As for your competition, it was Ye Mengfan who took advantage of class time to tell the class teacher. Later, the class teacher called the monitor out, but the monitor didn't say anything. The class teacher couldn't get anything out of him, so he asked him to go back and call you to the teaching office. Also, it was Ye Mengfan who told Zheng Rongrong about the fact that you went to the bathroom with that girl from No. 2 Middle School during the competition and left the answer blank. That boy was always arrogant and wanted to pursue Si Yajie, so he went to please Zheng Rongrong and told her everything about the competition."
Su Yi listened: "..."
I didn’t expect the truth to be like this. All these ghosts were created by Ye Mengfan alone.
But that guy Lan Fuchu actually has no opinion at all
It's not that he has no opinion, otherwise Ye Mengfan wouldn't have been beaten like this by him.
Forehead…
She seemed to slap him too...
Then he seemed to come out and explain...
Thinking of this, Su Yi felt a little scared. After he dealt with Ye Mengfan, would he be the next one to be dealt with
Moving her sight back to the center, the graceful figure who was beating people fiercely seemed to be wrapped in a thick black aura, emitting a gloomy and cold aura from head to toe. Su Yi was stunned for a moment, and took a few steps back in fear. Of course, she felt more guilty.
The air gradually smelled of blood.
Mu Nanxi, who was standing next to him, suddenly realized something was wrong and called out to Lan Fuchu, "Squad Leader!"
Lan Fuchu turned a deaf ear to him and punched Ye Mengfan on the waist, causing him to cry out in pain.
"Lan Fuchu, stop hitting me..." Ye Mengfan's voice was weak.
Half of Lan Fuchu's handsome face was sunken in the shadow of the sunlight, casting a deep and heavy cold shadow.
Mu Nanxi was horrified and stepped forward quickly, "Squad leader, stop hitting him, you're almost beating him to death!"
The deep lines of Lan Fuchu's profile did not change at all, but instead became even more sinister and murderous.
Mu Nanxi was afraid something might happen, so he reached out to pull him, but he was swung back by him, and he fell heavily to the ground with a muffled groan.
"Nan Xi." Fang Jiayi helped him up.
Su Yi also noticed something was wrong and his expression paused.
How could Lan Fuchu be so violent? He must have gone mad and wanted to kill Ye Mengfan.
She turned her head and saw that, as expected, the pair of eyes were dark with only a deep haze left in them.
"Enough!" Su Yi gritted her teeth, rushed over, and immediately wrapped her arms around Lan Fuchu's waist. A cold fragrance came into her nose. She closed her eyes and shouted, "Stop hitting me! Otherwise, someone will die."
This action successfully stopped Lan Fuchu's fist.
He was held in her arms, his head slightly tilted, his eyes as dark as water, so cold that it seemed as if he could kill someone.
Everyone around gasped and became inexplicably nervous.
"I'm sorry, Su Yi, I won't dare to do it again. Please ask Lan Fuchu to let me go. I won't dare to do it again..." Ye Mengfan squinted his bleeding eye and begged for mercy vaguely.
Su Yi saw that he was in a mess and had no expression. She turned back to look at the handsome boy who was clean and elegant. How could this be called a fight? This was clearly a one-sided beating... Ah! No, her focus was wrong again.
He coughed a few times and said, "Stop beating him! You're almost beating him to death, you know that? If he dies, you'll go to jail!"
“…” There was complete silence all around.
Lan Fuchu lowered his head and glanced at Su Yi who was clinging to him. The dark depression in his eyes seemed to gradually clear up, but he still did not push her away. He spoke in a low and deep voice, "I am not a traitor."
Su Yi's body, which was pressed against his back, shuddered violently and nodded, "Well, I understand now."
"Do you believe it now?"
"Yeah." I wanted to apologize, but my throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton and I couldn't say it.
He reached out to push her away from him, but Su Yi thought he was going to hit her again, so she hugged him tighter and said, "Stop hitting me."
Lan Fuchu's back stiffened for a moment. Being held tightly by her like this, he felt an indescribable awkwardness. His Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, his eyes darkened, and he said uncomfortably: "Su Yi, let me go."
Su Yi yelled, "You're going to beat him to death, do you know that?"
"I didn't mean to hit him." He lowered his eyes and returned to his usual calm state.
Su Yi finally felt relieved. She let go of him awkwardly, licked her lips, and didn't know what to say.
Then, the head teacher of the key class hurried over and squeezed into the crowd. When he saw this scene, his eyes turned black and he almost fainted.
In the end, Lan Fuchu and Ye Mengfan were taken to the principal's office. In the middle of the process, Ye Mengfan's parents came and cried bitterly in the principal's office, threatening to put Lan Fuchu in jail to compensate for medical expenses and mental damages!
But later, no one knew what happened, Lan Fuchu was fine, while Ye Mengfan's parents had to bend down to apologize to him. It was said that they knelt at the school gate every day to give him a fruit basket, but he just refused to accept it. Not long after that, Ye Mengfan was expelled from the school. Since then, there has been no such person as Ye Mengfan in the school. Some people speculated that it was because Lan Fuchu's family was well-off, and the Ye family not only did not dare to touch him, but also had to please him. However, how well-off his family was is not yet known.
From then on, Su Yi felt at ease staying in Class 2. Occasionally, when he met Lan Fuchu in the corridor, he would smile and say hello.
At the end of the first semester of high school and before the holiday for the exams, Su Yi went to find Lan Fuchu. She leaned against the door of the key class, blocking Lan Fuchu's way.
Lan Fuchu raised his head and glanced at her, his eyes clear and gentle.
Su Yi giggled.
Lan Fuchu thought she was going to say something boring again, so he turned around and wanted to leave.
Su Yi was anxious and reached out to pull his sleeve, "Hey, hey, hey..."
Finally there's a twist. It's going to be very sweet later.
(End of this chapter)