Zhang Huiyan's birthday party originally scheduled to be held tonight was eventually cancelled. The reason was that Huo Mingge was ill. He had an acute cold due to the rain last night, so Xia Houge took a day off for him. When Han Jinghun heard the news, his heart
I feel a little guilty. After all, he caught a cold because he was stupidly waiting for her. Speaking of which, she has an unshirkable responsibility. No wonder Zhang Huiyan always looks at her during morning classes.
"Now that Mingge is sick, are you happy?"
Looking at her was not enough, Zhang Huiyan wanted to vent her anger on Han Jinghun and defend Huo Mingge.
"..."
Han Jinghun didn't respond a word. Her complicated mood may be due to psychological effects. She always felt like she was being watched throughout the whole day... It seemed that there were hidden eyes following her wherever she went. This feeling made her so uncomfortable.
Feel free, she must find out the hidden stalker
In the past, her adoptive father taught her many anti-stalking methods. The most common one was to take out a mirror to make up for the lack of eyesight behind her. Through the small mirror, she saw a semi-unfamiliar face. It was their sophomore year in high school.
There was a boy in her class, she never said a word to him.
No matter where this stalker goes, he follows her not far behind... Although he follows carefully, it can be seen that he does not have much experience, and he is still unaware that he is being followed.
She leads him to the fighting arena
That was the place where Akihiro Academy students often practiced fighting, but now it has been transformed into a music room.
She stopped at a corner and turned around, "I've seen you, so come out."
She snapped at the boy
The boy was so frightened that he ran away. Han Jinghun pounced on him and used her grappling hand to subdue him easily. She twisted his arm back with force, "Say, why are you following me? Don't say those things that make me want to vomit."
If you don’t tell the truth, I will break your hand.”
"Classmate Han...don't, don't use such force, it hurts..." the boy begged
"I don't have much patience, hurry up," Han Jinghun warned.
In order to increase her persuasiveness, she twisted the boy's arm so hard that it made a rattling sound, as if it was about to dislocate.
"I said! It's Xi, Xiyue! It was classmate Xiyue who asked me to follow you."
"Yue?" Han Jinghun was stunned for a moment.
The boy couldn't see her face and thought she was going to do something bad to him. He was trembling with fear: "Classmate Han, I have no bad intentions. Classmate Xiyue gave me two thousand yuan, so..."
"Go away! Don't follow me anymore, otherwise you will become crippled!"
"Yes, yes, I know, I know." The boy nodded and bowed and left.
Suddenly a figure flashed across the corner...
"Who?" Han Jinghun shouted alertly
"It's me, classmate Han Jinghun" Xia Houge's voice
He walked out while clapping his hands, recalling the scene just now: "You have good grappling skills, classmate Han Jinghun"