The whole world thinks I'm cheap

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Xie Jianbai slapped his face crookedly, but he was not angry, instead he laughed. Then, he turned his face and looked at Wen Song: "Is this unbearable?"

"Would you like to watch something more exciting?"

While talking, he took out his mobile phone and started playing the video.

It's about Yilou.

It was that foreign man again, he was wearing a peaked cap, and there was a person sitting in the middle of the dark and narrow room, his eyes were tightly closed, and his handsome face was covered with bruises.

It's Yi Lou!

Wen Song's whole body trembled, and the roots of his teeth trembled unconsciously. This kind of resentment even surpassed just now. He knew that everything he had done was useless.

How dare this person touch Yi Lou.

How dare he touch Yi Lou!

That's Yi Lou!

He was the one Wen Song kept in his heart, wanted to touch but didn't dare to touch, the one who Wen Song pushed away with his own hands but couldn't help but want to pull him back.

Xie Jianbai, how dare he move!

At this point, Wen Song's psychological defense was completely defeated, he didn't care about anything else, and stepped forward to snatch the mobile phone from Xie Jianbai's hand.

"Let him go immediately. The matter between the two of us has nothing to do with Yilou. And your mother is even more nonsense. I don't know these things at all."

Xie Jianbai shook his head regretfully, and said softly: "No, because you haven't gone crazy yet, and I don't know what I want to do, but I want to see you suffer."

"Do you know how my mother died then?"

"She was consumed by day-to-day despair. She was in pain and pain, but I couldn't save her. Now you have to experience the same pain as me. In this way, we are equal."

"You know, you can never be saved without suffering."

Wen Song's eyes instantly became redder, he pulled off Xie Jianbai's collar, gritted his teeth, and said, "What exactly do you want to let him go."

In fact, Wen Song didn't know at this moment, his voice was trembling slightly, and the fear on his face was already evident.

He has no cards to play.

Wen Song's back was finally bent, completely collapsed from body to spirit.

"This face, right, it's all because of this face, so why not destroy it?" Wen Song stared at Xie Jianbai nervously, but did not observe any impulse from his face.

He turned around and looked for something randomly on the ground.

The sharp stone came into view, Wen Song stepped forward without hesitation, when he just picked up the stone, Xie Jianbai behind him grabbed it.

Xie Jianbai looked at Wen Song's face seriously, with probing and puzzled eyes, and asked with some doubts: "You like him that much?"

"What you did before can only make you lose your mind, but once this person appears, you don't care about anything?"

"Why do you like him? What's so good about him? The teacher likes him too, you like him too, everyone likes him, why, I don't understand."

Wen Song pursed his lips, and with a sudden force, a sharp stone slashed across Xie Jianbai's cheek, and blood immediately flowed down his cheek.

Due to the high speed, Xie Jianbai didn't feel anything, and when he realized it, blood fell onto the grass patter.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Song grabbed his hair and slammed him hard to the ground. Wen Song used all his strength, so when Xie Jianbai hit the ground, there was a bang, and red marks appeared on his forehead immediately.

Wen Song really wanted to let him die, because he had already driven Wen Song to a corner, so that Wen Song's eyes now were shockingly numb.

He knew the consequences of what he did.

But he doesn't care anymore.