Wang Zhihui's cheeks twitched, and she raised the corners of her lips and said coldly, "I don't think there is anything to say about some boring things."

Xiangnu clasped his fingers together and swayed, and his knuckles made a crisp sound. He asked casually, "It's interesting, aren't you afraid of death?"

Xiangnu pointed to Ren Weiliang, who was turned into a paper man behind his back, and laughed: "Ren Weiliang said ruthlessly, but in fact he was afraid of death. He was very cooperative with us at the station before, for fear of staying in the station. After a long time, he will recruit his enemy to kill him."

The thin girl had no expression on her face, her eyes were gloomy and terrifying, and two words slowly spit out from her mouth: "Bitch."

"Since you have done something bad, then it will be bad to the end. I really don't have the guts to serve softly in the middle. I hate people like this the most." Wang Zhihui said coldly, with disdain in her eyes: "Didn't he say it himself? After killing that person, are you still afraid that that dead person will become a ghost? Wasn’t he very ruthless at that time, I thought he was really so arrogant, and it turned out to be just a bluff after a long time.”

Xiang slave means something: "He cherishes his life more than you, obviously, he wants to live."

So even if he is not afraid of the ghost, he still has a hundred and twenty spirit to face the scene and the ghost. He is not afraid of ghosts, but is afraid of death.

But Wang Zhihui was not afraid.

Wang Zhihui laughed savagely when she heard Xiangnu's words, she raised her head, and her smile gradually went crazy: "Haha, haha, alive..."

Her brows and eyes were full of ridicule, and although she didn't say more to emphasize that she was not afraid of death, the look in her brows and eyes already fully reflected her fearlessness.

Wang Zhihui is still too young, only about thirteen or fourteen years old in appearance, but her personality has become very extreme.

If other people were here, they would definitely be worried or scared after hearing what Wang Zhihui said, wondering what this girl had gone through to have such stubborn and terrible thoughts, but at the most beautiful and childish age, it was already extreme. terrifying.

It's a pity that it was Xiangnu who heard this. He accepted Wang Zhihui's strange psychology very well. Not only did he not find it strange, but he also appreciated it: "Actually, there is nothing good in living, not to mention that you are different now, even if you go to death, Death is not necessarily your true destination, but more likely the beginning of your new life, so there is absolutely no need to be afraid."

"Even if death is really over, there is no need to be afraid. All thoughts have been dissipated, and the horror after death will no longer be perceived. Therefore, there is no need to be afraid of death at all."

Wang Zhihui glanced at him and shook her head: "What you said is quite reasonable, but it's enough to talk about this fallacy in private, don't preach it everywhere."

Xiangnu smiled slightly, nodded politely, and looked like he was being taught.

The thin girl's brows and eyes still had a strong sense of hostility, but her expression was no longer crazy, and gradually returned to calm.

She lowered her head, her fingers kept twitching, she let out a sigh of relief, and her attitude softened a little, Wang Zhihui said, "I was at school and was subjected to school violence..."

Xiangnu never went to school and didn't know much about it, but he didn't ask rashly. Instead, he acted like a listener and listened to Wang Zhihui's details.

Wang Zhihui didn't want to keep asking the slave, and she didn't even want to tell her own story. That past was the darkest time in her short life. She suffered a lot in her short life. Almost crazy.

But she is still human after all. Even if she's crazy now, she used to have normal times. She can't face all unreasonable things like Xiangnu and Xiangli, and even enjoy them.

What's more, she is still very young, and she has a ** to talk about.

Wang Zhihui said: "I still don't quite understand why I became the target of everyone's bullying. I didn't steal other people's things, and I didn't speak ill of others behind their backs. I studied very well, and my teacher liked me very much. She also wanted me to be the squad leader, and I... somehow, I suddenly became the isolated object of everyone."

"In the beginning, they would deliberately throw my stuff in dirty water and rip my homework and test papers to shreds. When I went to make a meal, they would hit me on purpose and splash the juice from the meal. I was all over my body. I went to the teacher, but the teacher blamed me for being too careless, and said that I should not be too careful and always put the mistakes on others.

I didn't blame the teacher, she just didn't see how those people bullied me, and those people were too good at pretending, she was cheated, I really don't blame her.

It's just that she doesn't help me, so I can only help myself. So I resisted, and I was dragged into a corner and slapped. "

She covered her face and drew circles with her fingers on both cheeks: "It's all swollen here, two of my teeth have been knocked out, and this side of my mouth is full of blood."

"I went to the teacher again. This time she knew that I was beaten by the crowd, but she said that it was me who picked things up first and intensified the conflict with my classmates."

Wang Zhihui's eyes were scarlet again, full of hatred and malice in her eyes, like a ghost: "Yes, she is right, I picked things first, but it is also true that those people hit me. Is it because I picked first? If they slap me, they can write it off, so they don't have to pay for it!"

"And my parents... I have a younger brother who is at Shengjiang Primary School." Wang Zhihui bit her lip, the hatred in her eyes was like a long-standing blood clot, almost dark red: "They blame me for being in school. Cause trouble, and even my brother is looked down upon. My face is full of blood, but no one cares about me."

"I hated her, I hated everyone, and I swore at the time that I would take revenge on all of them."

Wang Zhihui said coldly: "But this is not the end. After the teacher ignored my experience, everyone started bullying directly. I can't resist. If I resist, a group of people will come and press my hand and Feet, don't let me move, then beat me. And someone will go to trouble my brother, then after school, I'll come home and be beaten again. I learned to be patient and beg for mercy until someone... touch me."

"I told my parents to ask them to stand up for me, but they said that I was a scumbag and shameless. If I was good, how could someone beat me and... molested me, I deserved everything that happened to me!"

Wang Zhihui said excitedly: "I don't understand, why I deserve it. I have reflected on myself countless times, but no matter how I think about it, I can't figure out where I went wrong."

"I can't think of anything, I just know, I'm not wrong, it's someone else's fault. They're all the faults."

"I want to bring everything back to the right track." Wang Zhihui said woodenly: "Start from the initial mistake and bring it back to the right track bit by bit."

She stared directly at Xiang Slave, with obvious expectations in her eyes, Xiang Slave asked face-saving: "How did you bring it?"

"The first one is my roommate. She first bullied me. She had a boyfriend and brought her mobile phone to school. She hid under the quilt and chatted quietly every night after turning off the lights. I was too noisy, so I said She. I also told her that mobile phones are contraband and can't be brought to school. Later, I was locked out by them because they were too busy to pack my things."

"It was very cold at night. I was wearing very thin clothes and curled up at the door. The cold wind kept blowing on me. I couldn't knock on the door. If I knocked on the door, other dormitories would come out and scold me."

"Later, I corrected my mistake, cut my roommate's ear, took a ballpoint pen, and inserted it into her ear. She couldn't hear anymore, and she would never think I was making noise again."

"Also, they always think I'm not good at cleaning, so I put all the garbage in their mouths, and after I put it in, I'll sew their mouths with tape so they don't spit Come out, it won't make the environment worse."

"There was a cleaning aunt who was flushing me with a hose in the toilet. She didn't stop me, but in the end she would dislike me for making the toilet very dirty. And her hair was very thick, so I cut her head off and used wood The stick went through her neck, made her head a mop, her hair was a rag, and I wiped her head back and forth in the toilet many times, and the cleaning effect was very good."

"There is also the cafeteria. There are normal meals, but they insist on giving me spoiled pig food... The boy who touched me was tricked by me into the woods. I killed him and cut off his genitals. It was chopped into minced meat and mixed into the vegetables for them to eat."

Xiangnu has been listening quietly to Wang Zhihui's narration, and accepted other stories well, until this one finally showed a look of disgust: "Don't you dislike dirty? Do it yourself?"

Wang Zhihui was silent: "Afterwards, I have washed my hands many times..."

Xiang Nu sat down beside her, thought for a moment, and said politely, "Your experience of going back to school this time may be a little dangerous."

The whole school is her mortal enemy, who either bullied her or killed her back.

When the enemy meets, he is very jealous.

Wang Zhihui smiled sarcastically: "It's all just the bastards who are going to die and kneel down and beg for mercy."