The Ultimate Student in the City

"That's OK, let Classmate Ma Renjie have a good rest, let's go first." Susan turned around and said to everyone, and then the group left the ward mightily.

After Susan left with the students of the Department of Archeology, Yang Baishu walked over and closed the door. Ma Renjie angrily tore off the quilt on his head, the still red and swollen cake filled with tears His face was already full of hideousness, looking at Yang Baishu, and asking murderously: "See that **** Lin Susu?"

"I saw it." Yang Baishu said blankly.

"Seeing the third child...Bah, is Li Zedao that bastard?"

"I see, he did all the things." Yang Baishu said coldly, "I have reminded you, don't provoke him anymore, it's a pity, you didn't listen to my dissuasion, so... ...A toilet brush on your butt..."

"Coffin face, shut up your mother!" Ma Renjie cursed.

Yang Baishu looked at him with cold eyes and continued to say his own: "If you go on like this, the next time it is not just a chrysanthemum and a toilet brush, you will be stuffed into a sack and thrown into the sea. Feed the fish."

"Coffin face, **** you, I'll tell you to shut up!" Ma Renjie roared with a hostile look. At the same time as he roared, he was involved in the wound on the buttocks, and then the tears fell again. Because of the pain, he can endure such pain, but because of grievance, or humiliation!

His injury was not serious, it was just an **** fissure, and his **** was also injured to a certain extent. The degree of injury was not even as severe as when he was tricked by Li Zedao's **** into swallowing the strong medicine for constipation.

He thinks he has a thick skin to a certain extent, but he still can't stand such things being born on him. It is conceivable that his weak mind has been hit by what?

"I have already called your family. They are rushing to Phoenix City after hearing about you. They may be there in the afternoon." Yang Baishu ignored Ma Renjie's roar and continued.

"...Coffin face, my grass!" Ma Renjie had the urge to fight Yang Baishu desperately. What do you tell my family about such a shameful thing? I don't want to see people at all now, okay? As for Lao Tzu Qiu himself capable of reporting it?

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and Ma Renjie hurriedly retracted his head into the bed and wiped his tears on the sheets.

Ma Renjie always believed in one sentence: Don't cry, **** will laugh! Who knows if the **** Li Zedao came in?

The last two male nurses came in. They came with pliers, gauze, cotton wool and alcohol, and then looked at Ma Renjie blankly and said, "Remove the quilt, lie down, and change the dressing."

Ma Renjie stretched out his head and opened his mouth. He obediently took off the quilt with the help of Yang Baishu, and then lay down. At this time, don't provoke these nurses. Who knows what they will do to make him suffer. of?

Then a minute later, a scream like killing a pig rang, echoing inside and outside the hospital for a long time: "Ah..."

...

After leaving the hospital, Li Zedao did not go back to school with Susan and the others. Instead, he got into a taxi alone, came to the cabin rented by Jiang Ming's parents, and knocked on the dilapidated door.

The door was opened, revealing Jiang Mu's old face, which was full of haggard and tiredness before being old. After seeing Li Zedao, a trace of color appeared in the gray eyes, and he quickly said: "It's you. Come in quickly..."

Then he turned around and shouted: "My child, her father, come out quickly, the benefactor is here..."

There was a rush of footsteps. Father Jiang had already trot to the door. He reached out and grabbed Li Zedao's arm and greeted him in. His body was shaking slightly, but there were tears in his eyes, but he couldn't say a word. .

Li Zedao sighed slightly in his heart, letting him pull his arm into the house, and then glanced at the cabin. It was almost the same as when he came over the previous two days. The incense case and the photos of Jiang Ming were still displayed, and Jiang Ming’s ashes were placed. There was no burial in front of the photo.

There was also a small tin bucket beside the table, and there was still sparks in the Tietong. It was conceivable that the two men were burning paper money for Jiang Ming before they came.

"Today is the first seven days of Mingming, so...help her burn some paper money..." Jiang Mu said, already crying again.

Although it was known that the murderer who killed his daughter was now scared and delirious, and even had a bowel movement in front of everyone, there was no feeling of revenge in his heart.

Regardless of whether the murderer took a gun or became neurotic, eating stool is more tragic than death, but after all, nothing can be restored. The scars that they forcefully pierce and stab those innocent people and their hearts are only a matter of time. Years cannot be passed away.

In this kind of thing, the injured party will ultimately suffer.

"My daughter... bitter..." Jiang's father looked up at the photo, still tears in tears. "When she was alive, we couldn't give her a decent condition. She had something like that, we There is no way to find justice for her...bitter..."

"Uncle... the murderer has paid the price..." Li Zedao said, "If you still want his life, I can guarantee that he will not survive tomorrow."

"No, I hope he is alive. It's better to live a life that can't take care of yourself as a pig and dog. Let him live to atone for my daughter!" Father Jiang shook his head and said, at this moment, the tone of this honest old man was extremely Big resentment.

Li Zedao sighed, instead of continuing the topic, he said, "What about you? What are your plans?"

Father Jiang wiped his tears and exhaled a deep breath, and said, "My daughter likes the sea, so after the first seven days, I want to go to the beach and throw her ashes into the sea... As for the two of us ... Let's count as one day after a day..."

Li Zedao was bitter in his heart, his throat seemed to be blocked by a mouthful of thick sputum, he didn't know what to say, so what could he say?

Find some soul chicken soup for them? Tell them that as long as they live, there is hope? Tell them that there is actually no big deal, the sun will still rise tomorrow?

Isn't this all the **** bullshit?

Bad guys do have retribution, but why should good guys bear the kind of pain that bad guys impose on them? Because these good people were actually bad people in their previous lives, have they been retributed in this life?

Li Zedao can’t understand, but now he knows very clearly that he doesn’t want to be a good person, he wants to be a bad person, a bad person who maintains the bottom line of his conscience, and he doesn’t want to complain with virtue, because he doesn’t know what to pay for. Germany! No matter who it is, as long as he dares to hurt those he cares about, he will make them pay a painful price!

After leaving this small rental house on the fourth floor, Li Zedao raised his head and squinted at the beautiful and hot sun hanging in the sky, but there was no warmth at all, but a chill in his heart.

At this moment, the mobile phone in my pocket rang, and when I felt it out, it was a somewhat familiar number, and I immediately picked it up.

"Hey, Prince Frog Basketball, do you know who I am?" A very sweet and somewhat familiar voice came through.

"Sister Ji, hello." Li Zedao said with a smile. After hearing such a sweet voice, the depression in my heart has disappeared a lot.

"Just call me Zedao." Li Zedao added, the nickname of the frog basketball prince really made him very helpless.

"That's OK, I'll call you Zedao." Ji Yuemo smiled, "I just called you to tell you. After school next Monday afternoon, remember to come to the broadcasting station, and I intend to give you this popular freshman. Here is an interview, but you have already agreed, don't want to go wrong!"

"Uh..." Li Zedao was very innocent, he didn't remember that he agreed.

"I have already posted this interview with you on the radio station on the forum, and received a very strong response from everyone. Everyone has left messages on the forum. I hope I will ask you those questions. , I have sorted out those problems." Ji Yuemo smiled.

"..." Li Zedao suddenly didn't want to go to the radio station. God knows what dog-blood problems might arise?

"Let's do this first, see or leave next Monday, goodbye." After finishing talking, Ji Yuemo hung up the phone altogether.

"..." Li Zedao looked helpless, why did she hang up the phone? Not to mention that he hasn't decided whether or not to agree to her request to become a radio station. Besides, where is the school radio station? He doesn't even know if it's okay?

Before Li Zedao had time to put the phone in his pocket, a call came in again. This time, Bai Libing turned out to be the one who called, and Li Zedao quickly picked it up.

"Why? Want to invite me to dinner?" Li Zedao teased.

"Yes." Bai Libing's cold voice came over, "Come to the villa, there are still leftovers leftovers."

"Uh...I was joking." Li Zedao was a little bit dumbfounded.

"I'm joking too." Bai Libing said.

"..."

"At 7 o'clock tonight, we will gather at 3o1 in Yanping Building. The Spiritual Association will have an event tonight." Bai Libing said, "By the way, let me know your little girlfriend. Of course, it may be a bit scary. She doesn't have to come."

"...I know." Li Zedao was a little helpless, but he also felt that such so-called departmental activities were indeed not suitable for Lin Susu to participate.

Although Li Zedao doesn't know the content of tonight's activities, it should be related to the haunted incidents by the Furong Lake, which has been raging these days?