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Suddenly, Lin Yuanze opened his eyes slightly, he turned his head to look at the young man beside him in disbelief, and asked:

"Jojo...?"

It's just that the handsome young man who has always been well-behaved and timid did not answer him as usual. The boy clearly felt that the young man took his hand away from his palm. At that moment, Lin Yuanze realized in a trance that the flower in his palm no longer belonged to him. up.

It's just that it's completely opposite to his mood at this time. It's a murderer standing at the door with an axe.

The executioner raised the corners of his lips, with a gratified smile on his brows.

...perhaps mixed with some pride.

"Don't—" The boy's almost pleading voice sounded in Lan Qiaoyi's ear.

Only this time, the usual posture of the two of them was changed.

The young man walked past him without looking sideways, without looking back once.

It is only a short distance from the edge of the classroom to the door, and no one knows what Lan Qiaoyi's mood is during these short steps.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to thank the NPC who was the boss for not having the memory of being in the boys' dormitory before, or to thank himself for being on the opposite side of the tasker.

Only in this way can we find the truth of the curse.

"Why did you come here?"

In the end, this beautiful and weak NPC stood in front of the murderer, and the two looked at each other.

"Xiaomei, why haven't I seen you before?"

The other party did not answer Lan Qiaoyi's question immediately, but expressed his own question with great interest.

The young man's eyebrows were bright, his slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and his pair of dark and moist eyes were filled with some uneasiness at this moment. He stood in front of the chestnut-haired boy, his bright red lips opened and closed, revealing a fragrance with a strong fragrance. Confessions:

"My name is... my name is Lan Qiaoyi."

The murderer subconsciously clenched the hand holding the axe, his eyes darkened, and in an instant, the harmless appearance disappeared, and the rest was only a deep look.

"It must be very popular with those prey, right?"

For some reason, he even heard a little sour taste from his own words.

Lan Qiaoyi knew that the other party's various strange behaviors at this time were all because of the identity replacement card.

The originally soft and fair face gradually turned a little blush at this time. The young man looked a little shy. He raised the hand hanging by his side, and his bud-like fingertips wanted to grab the handle of the axe. .

The executioner almost subconsciously made an attacking gesture, but when his gaze touched the other party's clear eyes, he stopped his movement like a ghost.

He handed over his weapon and let the soft palm attach to the back of his hand.

"This..." The young man frowned slightly, and the sorrow winding between his brows made the murderer's heart soften.

"Too brutal."

The people in the classroom stared dumbfounded at the murderer, who was originally surprised, restraining the terrifying bloody aura at this time. When he looked at the young man in front of him, there was a hint of helplessness in his expression.

"But it's my job."

The boy's other hand was also held by the other party, and the boy's helpless voice sounded in his ears.

Hearing this, the young man seemed a little sad. He lowered his eyes slightly, avoiding the hot gaze of the executioner staring at him, and said softly:

"But I'm also inside, am I also cursed?"

When talking about the latter, he even held the opponent's hand in reverse, his expression full of desolation and panic.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

I won't let anything else hurt you.

But at this moment, something happened suddenly——

The girl who shivered in fear when she saw the murderer before, and shrank in a corner by herself, suddenly rioted again.

After hearing the terrified screams of the female students, Lan Qiaoyi looked back subconsciously, and saw the girl touching the ground with both hands, walking towards him twisting like a reptile.

The other party's black hair was scattered slightly, and one eye that was exposed was extremely scarlet.

She wants to kill herself.

At this moment, a hand stretched out from behind, holding Xiaomei in his arms.

It wasn't until this moment that Lan Qiaoyi realized that the other party was a head taller than him. When he lowered his eyes to look at the arm lying across his chest, his eyes widened slightly in the next second.

On that arm, there were mottled blue marks.

...Like the scars after being abused.

Just when such an idea appeared, the boy's eyes flickered, and he was carried away from the place by the murderer.

The opponent doesn't seem to have a very strong physique, but his jumping ability is amazing.

"Jojo—"

The first one to attack the female student was Lin Yuanze who had been silent since he left her side just now.

Lan Qiaoyi watched helplessly as the boy ran towards the female classmate who was crawling in a strange posture as if desperate.

His expression was a little relieved, and he subconsciously wanted to call out to the other party—but at this moment, he heard a low and hoarse voice coming from his ear:

"Do you feel sorry for him?"

The murderer didn't understand why the boy would treat these outsiders with a friendly attitude.

He and I are the same kind of people.

When the boy forced the maddened female student to the corner of the classroom, and cleverly used those desks and chairs to trap each other, Lan Qiaoyi heard the voice of the main system in his head:

[Start side missions to find the source of the curse. ]

what……

At this moment, the scene in front of him changed instantly.

[The identity of the scene is loaded... one of the bullies... Please ask the tasker to dig out the original truth in order to break the curse. ]

As soon as Lan Qiaoyi opened his eyes, he saw the chestnut-haired boy kneeling not far away, and before he could recover, he heard an unpleasant sharp voice next to his ear:

"How are you kid, in order to make a good impression in front of the teacher, you actually secretly informed me!"

"Ahem, ahem—I don't."

The murderer at that time was still a boy who looked a little weak. After hearing this sentence, he tried to stand up from the ground, but was kicked down by someone beside him.

"At that time, there were only two of us with Song Yang, who else could it be if it wasn't you?!"

Lan Qiaoyi trembled all over, and subconsciously followed the sound - the person who led the school violence was indeed Wang Xuan.

What the hell is going on here?After that scene, what happened in Fengling High School?

"That girl Shi Hui, if she dies, she will die, and she will also implicate me in the end." The black and thin boy tilted his head to the ground and said with a frown.

"Shi Hui is dead?"

When he realized that the eyes of the people around him were focused on him, Lan Qiaoyi suddenly realized that unconsciously, he had spoken what was in his heart.

People around turned their bodies sideways one after another, revealing Lan Qiaoyi standing in the middle, at a loss.

"……Who are you?"

Wang Xuan squinted his eyes, looked up and down at this handsome boy with a delicate face and looked extremely well-behaved, and suddenly smiled:

"Hey - you are not the same as him, you are the one who wants to dig information from me and give a small report to the teacher?"

Even though the black and thin boy was grinning at this moment, Lan Qiaoyi felt a chill coming from his body.

He suddenly realized that he was really at the scene of school violence.

"He's not with me."

The chestnut-haired boy who had been kicked and kneeled on the ground just now stood up while supporting the low wall behind him.

This is the roof of the building, and any dark things on campus happen here.

"yes--?"

Wang Xuan prolonged the ending. At this moment, the little brother beside him understood his meaning instantly. Lan Qiaoyi suddenly felt a force behind him. The next second, his eyes flickered, and he staggered Walk towards the chestnut-haired boy.

Because he was caught off guard, he didn't stand firm. Just when the young man thought he was about to hit the low wall, he suddenly supported himself with his hands.

"Are you OK?"

Lan Qiaoyi opened his eyes, and those amber eyes were clearly reflected by the burning clouds in the sky. The murderer at that time really had good intentions and cared about a strange classmate he had never met.

——Even this strange classmate made him fall into a more cramped situation.

"He said he didn't know him, tsk tsk, look, it's all done."

As soon as Wang Xuan said this, there was a hoarse and ugly laughter all around.

Lan Qiaoyi turned his back to several people, upon hearing this, some embarrassment came to his heart, he slightly pursed his lips, and even dared not look directly at the chestnut-haired boy in front of him.

"It's not because of you."

As if realizing that the young man blamed himself for the current scene, the murderer who still had kind thoughts at that time said it in a gentle tone.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's come to this point, and you still put on a bitter scene for me."

Wang Xuan twisted his neck a little irritably, his expression turned cold suddenly, and he cursed:

"He said he didn't know—"

Seeing that the boy's face was a bit ugly, the boys around him laughed and scolded:

"Boss, what do you mean, you can't just let them go like this?"

Hearing this, Wang Xuan looked at the younger brother who came up with the idea with admiration, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, as if he was very satisfied with his understanding.

"Okay, then tell me, what should I do in this situation?"

Lan Qiao turned to face the boy with chestnut hair, and behind him came several malicious voices:

"Since this guy who doesn't know what's good is here to find his little boyfriend. Then it shouldn't matter if the two of them give us some fun performances."

The young man trembled one by one, as if realizing something, a trace of uneasiness flashed through his heart.

Sure enough, the next moment, Wang Xuan teased with a smile:

"Okay, then let the two of them give my brother some fun--"

The murderer looked at the beautiful young man standing in front of him with drooping eyebrows, slender eyelashes trembling uncomfortably, and tightly pursed lips. Hearing the malevolent and obscene laughter of the boys around them, The hand hanging by his side unconsciously clenched tightly.

"Since we're a couple, it's not too much to kiss or something."

"I've said that he has nothing to do with me, you can't—"

Before the chestnut-haired boy could finish his words, the guy who was the first to make an idea just grabbed the back of his neck and pressed hard on the boy standing in front of him.

Lan Qiaoyi was startled, and subconsciously stepped back.

But he was pushed back by the boy who did not know when he got behind him.

"Why are you hiding? Is there anything shady about the young lovers?"

Laughter and applause rang in the ears of the two of them one after another, and the people around them used that superior critical attitude to try to control them.

With a sound of "Boom--", Lan Qiaoyi watched helplessly as the murderer in front of him pulled the boy who was holding the back of his neck with his backhand, and before the other party could react, he beat him hard On that smiling face.

"How dare you hit me—!"

The chestnut-haired boy who had always been allowed to be bullied by them seemed to be wearing sharp armor at this time, full of aggression.

Even Wang Xuan was stunned for a moment.

No one seemed to expect the other party to resist.

"I said...he has nothing to do with me."

The roof was silent for a few seconds.

But soon those applicants who have always been in high positions were a little annoyed at the other party's overreaching resistance. They looked at each other and rushed towards the chestnut-haired boy.

Two fists are still hard to beat four hands, let alone he only has one person.

Lan Qiaoyi wanted to help him, but his hands were held down by the two boys behind him.

He could only watch helplessly as the chestnut-haired boy knelt on the ground with his arms pressed down.

"Looking at it this way, you really look like a pair of mandarin ducks in distress."

Wang Xuan's voice was accompanied by everyone's laughter, constantly echoing in Shuo Haonian's ears.

"Hurry up and perform, I'm tired of waiting."

"If he doesn't want to kiss you, then you can kiss him instead."

Lan Qiaoyi felt chills all over his body, and he didn't even dare to look into the chestnut-haired boy's eyes.

"Well, if you really don't want to go, it's okay."

The young man was stunned for a moment, and there was a trace of expectation in his eyes.

However, the other party's words in the next second made his heart feel like ice.

"From now on, I'll count down to 10. If you haven't given us a satisfactory performance before the countdown ends, then I'll kill him, how about that?"

Lan Qiaoyi stood trembling on the roof of the building. Compared with the murderer kneeling on the ground at this time, he was more frail and helpless than the murderer kneeling on the ground.

"nineteen……"

Wang Xuan's tone was brisk, and the countdown had already started slowly.

"Don't... don't listen to him."

As soon as the words fell, the chestnut-haired boy let out a muffled groan, and someone kicked him behind him.

"Eight, seven..."

At some point, the person who had imprisoned the boy took a few steps back and let go of his hand.

"Six, five..."

Those dark and moist eyes were full of cowardice and fear.

"I, I can't..."

"four three……"

Wang Xuan's voice had produced a strange upward pitch.

Lan Qiaoyi staggered towards the chestnut-haired boy who was kneeling on the ground.

"I can't let them hit you."

"Two, one."

The beautiful and weak boy finally closed his eyes weakly, he bent down, and kissed those cold lips.

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