Thinking this way, Wen Nan became even more nervous and looked very cold.
He took back the phone, lowered his head and asked her in a calm voice, "How do you want to deal with it?"
The girl said, "Call the police."
But calling the police can't punish him.
Even if there is video evidence, the most that can be done to accept the threat is to lock it up, pay a certain fine after a short period of time, and maybe even release it without being detained.
Wen Nan was not satisfied with the decision she made, but on the surface she still acted like she obeyed her opinion.
Until the man yelled again, and even wanted to touch the girl's shoulder with his really dirty hands, he did not hesitate, and his fierce anger turned into an extremely heavy blow, knocking the man to the ground.
Wen Nan had a lot of selfish motives, and she even wanted to push the man's lungs out, but she couldn't, that would scare her.
Maybe she will be afraid of herself, which is not okay.
Wen Nan let go of his hand and handed the man, who was so painful that he lost his voice, to the policeman.
However, the girl also had many secrets. Her expression changed after she got off the bus. She quickly walked to the route sign, followed the stops above, and searched all the way. Her expression suddenly changed.
At the same time, a huge commotion broke out in the subway.
Wen Nan followed her panicked gaze and turned back without paying attention.
There were vibrations, screams, and the music in the air was filled with the smell of blood.
This feeling seems familiar, as if I have experienced it before.
There must have been an accident.
He felt very calm inside, and even if something unexpected happened, it seemed to have nothing to do with him.
Is it too indifferent?
Wen Nan followed her and came to school together.
She had always been preoccupied and had not paid attention to him. His eyes gradually became less restrained, gloomy and greedy.
When they left, he became calm and calm again, and said goodbye to the girl. He pretended to walk around the corner, paused for ten seconds and then walked out again, like a jackal and cheetah watching its prey in the dark, looking at the girl's back and eyes.
Follow her into a class.
He stood quietly for a long time, making sure that she would not come out again, then turned and left.
In fact, he seemed to have seen the girl's face before, thanks to his photographic memory.
He could vaguely retrieve the girl's figure from his fragmentary memories. To his surprise, she had followed him.
Just like those girls who were following him delicately or trying to talk to him, they looked at him with an unconcealable and hidden admiration in their eyes.
He became in a good mood.
Maybe she likes herself.
Wen Nan straightened his collar. The snow-white school uniform shirt outlined the young man's clear and beautiful young body, making him look like an exquisite dummy walking out of a pictorial, or like a model standing behind a display window illuminated by the spotlight.
It will be much easier for top students to get in and out of the school, especially top students like Wen Nan who have been on the red lists of major report cards all year round.
He could easily gain attention simply by saying he was not feeling well.
After leaving school, I went straight to the police station.
…
"Lily Zhou, someone is looking for you."
who?
The classroom fell silent, and Tang Rou walked out under the gaze of a pair of eyes.
A handsome and beautiful young man stood by the railing, smiling slightly at her.
"I saw that you were not feeling well this morning. I wanted to ask if you are feeling better now?"
Tang Rou did not expect that the other party would notice this. In her memory, the Flower of the High Mountain student council president was always arrogant, arrogant, and had a sense of abstinence and indifference in his gestures, which made girls who loved this style even more crazy.
Does it turn out that he can laugh too?
The other party not only smiled, but also raised his hand and touched her forehead. Although it was fleeting, Tang Rou felt the moisture in the other party's palm.
Is he sweating?
"It's okay." The young man said softly.
On the surface, he looked cool and calm, but his body was very tense, and the fingers hanging by his side were clenched tightly, showing the white color of blood loss.
Even the clear tendons on the back of my hands are tight.
He seemed very nervous.
Tang Rou observed him in confusion, her eyes struggling to identify his expression, and at a certain moment, she found that the other person's breathing was also messed up.
Is he nervous?
Tang Rou asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"
The young man's face was extremely outstanding, with a faint hint of red appearing strangely on his pale and handsome face, which was beautiful and strange.
"I'm fine." He said this, but his voice was trembling.
It seems like I can't stand any longer.
Tang Rou's eyes moved down and she noticed that there was a faint hint of red at the hem of his shirt.
Like blood.
"Are you hurt?"
"It was accidentally splashed on." The young man took a step back and smoothed his clothes with his hands, naturally covering up the red drop.
But he didn't explain why he was 'accidentally' splattered with blood.
His face was still calm and his voice was calm and gentle, "Would you like to have lunch together?"
"What?" Tang Rou didn't respond, "Am I following you?"
"Yes." The boy said calmly, "I still have video evidence on my phone. I think you need it. I can send it to you during lunch."
"Then you can send it now." Tang Rou said, taking out her phone.
But the young man frowned and said, "I didn't bring my mobile phone. It's still lunch. What do you want to eat?"
The topic jumps so naturally.
He suggested in a gentle voice, "Let's go to the small cafeteria to eat. There is a private restaurant there. Are there any dietary restrictions?"
"No, but..."
"Want something light or spicy? I know there is a restaurant that does good boiled fish fillets and beef in golden soup, as well as Southeast Asian cuisine. What do you think?"
Tang Rou's attention was diverted and she thought about it seriously, "It must be spicy."
"Okay, do you want dessert?"
"..."
Tang Rou didn't expect that she could make an appointment with others for a meal so easily.
Wen Nan acted so naturally that after saying those words, she directly booked a private chef in the small restaurant and gave her a light smile, "See you at noon."
Tang Rou felt that this flower of the high mountains was different from the one in her memory.
But in fact, this meal is not that easy to eat.
After just saying a few words to the student council president, everyone looked at her strangely after returning to class.
The whole morning that followed, no one spoke to her except her deskmate.
It seems like an isolated circle is formed invisibly.
She kept doing the questions, and felt that the questions in front of her were both familiar and unfamiliar. She used a few formulas to calculate the answer. Unexpectedly, her deskmate next to her asked, "What algorithm is this, and why is it different from the one taught by the teacher?"
The other party took out his phone and searched a few times, and suddenly his eyes widened.
"Differential geometry and advanced mathematics, Lily, this is college mathematics? How could you do this!"
Tang Rou looked at the screen of her phone and was a little puzzled, "I thought of it when I was writing...Didn't the teacher teach you this way of solving problems?"
A news feed popped up at the top of the screen.
"A man molested a young girl on a train. After being caught, he absconded in fear of crime. He panicked and fell off the tracks. His bones were shattered..."
Before she could finish reading, her deskmate took away her phone, hugged her problem book and shouted, "Lily, you are so awesome, I will be counting on you for my math from now on!"
Tang Rou's thoughts were still on that push.
The girl was molested on the tram? Could it be the man this morning?
Could it be such a coincidence?
As lunch break approached, the school issued a notice to temporarily close the school gates, and even day students were not allowed to leave the school.
Amidst the wailing, someone kicked Tang Rou's desk, causing the desk to rub against the floor, making a sharp and harsh sound.
"Come here for a moment."
It was a very beautiful girl, with earrings, crystal nails, a skirt that she had modified to be extremely short, and a bracelet, necklace and ring with obvious logos on her neck and wrist.
The four characters "very difficult to mess with" are written from head to toe.
The deskmate who had been asking Tang Rou questions became as quiet as a chicken. When she stood up, she quietly tugged on her sleeves and whispered, "Pay attention to your safety. If you can't, run to the dean's office."
Be careful, there is a lot of information.
Tang Rou followed, but the route went further and further away.
The teaching building gradually disappeared behind us, and we arrived at the library that was being repaired.
The girl walked straight into the bathroom. Tang Rou stood at the door and looked up at the warning sign posted on the door.
Under construction, temporarily suspended.
She didn't want to go in, but someone pushed her from behind and pushed her into the toilet.
With a clang, the door was closed.
There was the sound of locking at the handle.
Tang Rou turned around and roughly guessed what was going on now.
There were several mirrors on the sink not far away, and her face was reflected on them.
Very strange, like looking at someone else. Thick bangs, sallow and dry skin, and a shriveled body.
Standard for nerds.
Is this her face? Tang Rou frowned, obviously she was looking in the mirror, but she felt like she was looking at a stranger.
Several people came out of the innermost cubicle of the toilet, each of them dressed exquisitely and beautifully, but they didn't look like students.