The pampered baby of King's High School

Motata didn't know how long she had been in a coma, how long her head was confused, and how many tears she shed, but she heard a gentle and clean voice in her ear, that voice kept calling her name, "Motata... ..."

"Motata..."

"Motata?!"

Like a warm and bright light suddenly turned on in the cold and dark universe, Mo Tata really wanted to jump up from the floor and say loudly to the outside voice, "I am here, I am inside !!"

But his whole body was limp, and he didn't even have the strength to open his eyelids.

Just when another desperate bloody bared his teeth and claws at him, there was a sound of "Boom!", the sound of the toilet door being opened, and then the sound of hurried footsteps getting closer.

"Motata?!" The visitor asked himself in a clean voice, and then he felt himself hugged by a pair of warm palms. Finally, Motata felt a little warmth, which should come from the front of the person's clothes It's warm, and I leaned my head weakly on the visitor's chest, feeling an inexplicable sense of peace.A coat exuding the fragrance of mint was draped over Motata's cold shoulders, and Motata finally felt at ease.

"Who are you...?" Mo Tata asked in a low voice.

"I?"

"...Who is it?" Mo Tata's voice was so thin that he almost couldn't hear him.

"An Canmo. Don't talk, I'll take you home."

"kindness……"

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Feng Yingchen casually parked the car in the academy, ignoring his natural obsession with cleanliness. His slender and powerful legs rushed into the rain without hesitation. The cold heavy rain drenched his soft and thick hair, and drenched his indifferent and handsome face. His facial features are like the beautiful facial features on the side of the god's mansion in Greek mythology, rendered more psychedelic and charming by the rain.Water was constantly flowing down from the beautiful side face, dripping on the clean and tidy shirt, and the strong and sturdy bronze chest was also looming, showing a perfect appearance like a monster.

He forcefully pushed open the door of the toilet on the third floor. It was dark inside, and the cold wind kept pouring in through the window. He frowned, but he didn't see her figure, and the door had already been pried open. It seemed that he was late.

He dialed the phone and ordered his subordinates to turn on the light. As soon as he explained, the light in the toilet suddenly turned on.

Feng Yingchen glanced around indifferently with her quiet cold eyes. One of the toilet doors was open, and a human skin doll made of plastic was placed on the floor. The window was not closed tightly, and rainwater kept coming in. A small puddle was formed, and the heavy and heavy iron ladder was placed horizontally on the ground, and there was an obvious slipped footprint beside the ladder...

Can't this stupid woman even climb a ladder?Are you freaked out by that toy?There were no lights here for a long time, and it was thundering and raining, so you were scared, right?Does it hurt to fall off a ladder...

Why do I care so much, why can't I just let it go.

The corner of Feng Yingchen's mouth curled into a self-deprecating sneer, he took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, held it in his hand, withdrew the lighter and lit it, put it on his cold lips and took a deep breath, then narrowed his deep eyes, irritated exhaled a smoke ring.

At this time, Mo Tata's cell phone rang, Feng Yingchen took out the cell phone, and the words "Boss Du" were displayed on the screen.

"Hello." Feng Yingchen pressed the answer button.

"My little aunt finally got through, uh...but who are you?" Du Mengqi's doubtful voice came from the receiver.

"Feng Yingchen."

"Oh my god! Why are you, Master Feng? May I ask if you are with that dead girl Mo Tata?!... Han Yun'er, Tan Yuexin and the others today made dozens of phone calls to Tata and sent countless messages. Text message, she just ignored us! I thought she was gone somewhere, but I think the weather is not good, so I wonder if something happened to her? But fortunately, she finally answered the phone..." Du Mengqi's tone was full of eagerness and concern.

"She's fine." Feng Yingchen lightly took a puff of cigarette, "I'll talk about today's affairs when I have time, you guys go to bed first."

"Enen, then I can rest assured, thank you, Master Feng, bye~"

"En." Feng Yingchen faintly agreed, and hung up the phone.

She didn't go back to the dormitory, so she should be at home, right?Do you want to take a look, just take a look and leave.Thinking this way, Feng Yingchen put out the cigarette butt, and returned to the parking place...