The deputy dean took the mobile phone handed over by Teacher Hu and pressed the dial button.
When the little bag that belonged to her vibrated in the dimly lit room, and when the beautiful "painted heart" was floating in the air, Xiaoxiao understood those two lyrics so deeply for the first time.
【Can’t see through it, it’s your lost soul.】
[I can’t guess, it’s the color of your pupils.]
She didn't know why Wei Ya helped Han Murphy frame her. She only knew that by now, she couldn't defend herself.
In a daze, she remembered that night, the night when Han Murphy invited her to have tea.
"Xiaoxiao, you are really a child who has not grown up. This tea is the cheapest and the worst kind on the market."
"You, you always only look at people's actions on the surface and don't know how to go deep. Who told you that the tea I, Han Feifei, buy must be the most expensive and the best?"
She suddenly felt that Han Murphy was the person who understood her best in the world.
Yes, if she knew how to go deep, she would not fail to see that there is such a big secret hidden in her mother's heart.
Yes, if she understood deeply, she would not fail to see that Han Feifei had a purpose in approaching her.
Yes, if she understood deeply, she would not fail to see Wei Ya's hypocrisy.
Suddenly, she really wanted to laugh, laugh at her own stupidity, laugh at her own ignorance.
So, she really laughed, and everyone in the room looked at her blankly, thinking she was crazy.
It wasn't until the vice president walked by, patted her on the shoulder and said, "Su Xiaoxiao, please stop laughing and come with me." She stopped laughing wildly and followed everyone out.
When she arrived at the dean's office, she fell down on the sofa in the room and looked at everyone busy in despair.
When she regained consciousness a little, a piece of paper appeared in her palm: a notice of expulsion from school.
Then, she saw her mother with messy hair rushing over, grabbing her arm and asking: "Xiaoxiao, is all this true?"
She raised her head and stared blankly into her mother's eyes, not knowing how to explain it.
Tell the truth about everything?
Tell mom, this is all Han Murphy's fault?
Is it possible? No!
Everything is already chaotic enough now, but if we tell the truth, it may become more than just chaos.
"Xiaoxiao, what are you talking about? Tell mom that none of this is true! You are not such a person!" Mom shook her crazily and asked stubbornly.
She couldn't answer her mother's question because she didn't want to hurt her mother or her father.