If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

His voice was still hoarse, like the crackling sound of an old-fashioned bellows.

However, these two words successfully attracted Song Chuyi's interest.

"hunting?"

His eyes lit up, and even his voice became more curious.

"How do you hunt?"

"Low versus high." Zhong An still spoke with great care.

But Song Chuyi was very smart and immediately understood what he meant.

"You mean the hunting of good students by students with poor grades?"

From Monday to Saturday, students with good academic performance shine brightly over those with poor academic performance, but on Sunday, the situation is reversed.

The so-called carnival is not just a place for everyone to have fun, but a hunt of the strong by the weak.

So he, as the number one, will be hunted down by all the students in the school?

Song Chuyi stretched lazily, "So it's this carnival."

He spoke in a relaxed tone, as if he didn't take the matter to heart.

Zhong An sat opposite him, his eyes deep behind his glasses.

When the transfer student stretched, his slender white waist was exposed, which was so white that it was dazzling.

Although he knew it was a hunt, he did not show any fear.

Are you sure or don't care?

Zhong An slowly lowered his head, and his lenses reflected light slightly.

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Sunday, carnival day.

Early in the morning, horrible screams were heard all over the school.

The screams were filled with fear and despair, and the smell of blood spread in the air, like hell on earth.

Song Chuyi walked out of the dormitory.

He didn't know how many eyes were staring at him, both openly and secretly.

Zhong An followed behind him, silently and without showing any expression.

The first person to come forward was Lou Guanghai. His school uniform was stained with blood, and there was a strange smile on his numb and desperate face.

He walked up to Song Chuyi.

Song Chuyi stood still, put one hand in his pocket, and asked, "What's wrong?"

He slightly raised his head, like a proud little prince.

"You want to kill me?"

The question was asked nonchalantly, with his usual arrogance in his eyes.

Lou Guanghai waved his hands quickly, ignoring the red-stained school uniform, and acted like a reckless teenager.

"No no no."

"I...I haven't thought about it that way."

He put his hands down, looking helpless and confused.

"I just want to ask you, do you need help? I...I can kill a lot of people."

The simple yet cruel words coming out of Lou Guanghai's mouth seemed both ordinary and weird.

Song Chuyi:? ? ?

"Ah?" He was a little confused for a moment. He was ready to fight with everyone today.

After all, he had practiced for a long time in the first two worlds, so fighting and other things were easy for him.

"No...don't you need it?" Lou Guanghai's eyes darkened, "That's right."

He muttered, "I...I won't do anything to you."

After saying that, he ran away.

Song Chuyi turned around and looked at Zhong An.

Zhong An still kept his head down, his thick glasses covering his eyes and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Song Chuyi withdrew his gaze and prepared to have breakfast.

After arriving at the cafeteria, the first dish that was originally on the menu turned out to be a glass of boiled water.

On carnival day, even the cafeteria becomes a carnival.

Song Chuyi sat down with a glass of boiled water.

As soon as he sat down, a student came over and put his fruit in front of Song Chuyi.

“You…you eat.”

Song Chuyi ran away without even seeing what the man looked like.

One after another, other people brought fruits and milk.

Zhong An also walked over and sat down beside him.

The fruits and milk given by others were placed in front of him.

Well... Zhong An on Carnival Day does have this right.

Zhong An ate all the food given by others in front of Song Chuyi.

In the end, all that was left was his extremely sumptuous breakfast.

Pushing the plate in front of Song Chuyi, Zhong An uttered a word.

"eat."

Song Chuyi was not polite and started enjoying his breakfast.

But he ate the fruit and bread and left everything else alone.

After eating, he did not forget to say something.

"I am full."

Zhong An took a look and tapped the table with his fingers.

"eat."

Still one word.

Song Chuyi:...

He ate another egg and drank a glass of milk.

Zhong An seemed satisfied then. He took the plate in front of him and ate the rest.

He also drank Song Chuyi's glass of boiled water.

He was still the one who put the food tray away, but today he specifically asked Song Chuyi to wait for him at the door.

Song Chuyi didn't care. He would wait for him every time anyway.

After leaving the cafeteria, Song Chuyi planned to go to the video game arcade next door to play.

Zhong An had been following him, silent and quiet, as if he didn't exist.

But whenever someone came forward to say something to Song Chuyi, he would block them back.

As the last in the school, Zhong An could be said to have absolute power on that day.

Other places were filled with brutality and despair, but around Song Chuyi, there was peace and tranquility.

As dusk fell and the night deepened, the smell of blood in the air became stronger.

I don’t know when Zhong An disappeared.

Song Chuyi walked in the corridor. It was so quiet around him that only his footsteps could be heard.

He put one hand in his pocket, his posture was straight, and there was a hint of coldness on his delicate face.

The darkness was deep and inexplicably depressing.

There stood a thin man at the end of the corridor. The dim light shone behind him, like a demon with bared fangs and claws reveling.

Song Chuyi stopped and looked at Zhong An not far away.

He took off his glasses, revealing his overly sharp eyes.

He chuckled, "Come play with me?"

Maybe it was because the weather was too hot, he didn't wear a coat. He rolled up the short sleeves of his school uniform and tied a small bun on the side.

Revealing a slender white waist.

Looks very nice.

Zhong An's eyes fell on the white skin, and he walked towards him with his long legs.

"Play with you."

His voice was very hoarse, as if he was suppressing some surging desire.

After approaching, Zhong An suddenly pressed the man against the wall.

The cold wall seemed to have countless shadows wrapped around Song Chuyi's limbs, making him unable to move.

Song Chuyi smiled even more happily.

"So this is what you're going to do today?"

"Don't let anyone bully me, just so you can bully me properly tonight?"

His chest rose and fell slightly, and he pursed his lips slightly.

There is a touch of water on the pink lips.

Zhong An lowered his head and stared at him with sharp eyes.

He pressed his thumb on the pink lips, applying some force.

Song Chuyi cooperated by tilting her head back and gently holding his fingertips.

"Are you satisfied?"

Zhong An said nothing and pinched his waist with his right hand.

He pressed very hard, and soon red fingerprints appeared on her fair skin.

Zhong An leaned close to his ear, bit his earlobe, and whispered:

"Do you know how many people are looking at you today?"

Song Chuyi's eyelashes trembled slightly, "So what if they look at me?"

"Didn't you block them all?"

Zhong An let him go, allowing the imprisoned transfer student's chest to rise and fall.

What a proud person he is on weekdays, but now he can only be pressed against the wall by the last one.

do whatever you want.

But why, no matter whether it is others or him, they are reluctant to take action against the transfer student.

Obviously, they all hated him.

Song Chuyi was tortured so much that tears welled up in the corners of his eyes and his tiny Adam's apple rolled.

"If you want to kiss, kiss quickly."

"What are you pretending to be?"

Don't think he didn't feel the stone there.