Chapter 1: What if he died?

  Wang Dawei was stunned, seemingly intimidated, and loosened his grip. At this moment, Liang Chen pushed through the crowd and rushed out.

  The cat was already very anxious, and as soon as Liang Chen walked out, she immediately followed him out. Unfortunately, when she ran outside, his figure had already disappeared.

  After much searching, I finally found him in a small, dark pavilion. He was crouching alone in the corner, accompanied only by that little black dog, which was licking his palm with its tongue out. His eyes were dull, but his eyebrows were gentle, like an angel's.

  The cat let out a sigh of relief in her heart and was about to go over and say hello when a frightening scene occurred.

  Little Liang Chen suddenly picked up a stone and fiercely threw it at the little black dog's head. The dog was completely unguarded, instantly let out a miserable cry, and whined as it ran away. Cat Ni stood frozen in place, feeling a slight numbness on her scalp.

  Liang Chen seemed to sense her presence, lifted his numb face and gave her a cold glance.

  Like an eye from hell, numb and dark.

  It stares at you coldly.

  Just as they were staring at each other, a rustling sound came from afar, followed by the voices of several people talking. Wang Dawei and his little followers had come to bother Liang Chen again.

  They darted out of the grass, thinking they were as fierce as tigers, but in reality they looked like a few skinny monkeys.

  Wang Dawei slapped Liang Chen's head with a disdainful face: "What, are you hiding in fear? You're really a coward. You guys say it's true!"

  "Right, right," the lackey next to him had a fawning nature since he was young, and Mao Ni despised it.

  "You embarrassed me in the cafeteria today, so I'm going to get you back," he said, pinching her pale face like a big shot. Then he was about to throw a punch.

  "Leave me alone," the cat seemed to have forgotten the danger that Lian Chen herself carried, her sense of justice took over again, shouting loudly, and kicked Wang Dawei's butt with a flying kick.

  Never mind, anyway she just can't stand being bullied by the majority.

  The other party was kicked and immediately furious. Several people surrounded and caught the cat. "Dare to kick my ass, you will know what's wrong."

  Wang Dawei raised his fist. Just as the cat was closing her eyes to take this blow, she heard a few terrified cries and the triumphant male's wailing, some warm ** landed on her face, lips, and a bloody smell rushed up her nose.

  She hastily opened her eyes and saw Wang Dawei crying loudly as he fell to the ground, clutching his arm and shouting for a teacher.

  Blood was gushing out of his arm nonstop. Behind him, Liang Chen stood with a shard of glass in hand, still dripping with blood. Originally, he had wanted to cut his throat, but the other man had blocked it with his arm.

  Li Chen's eyes were empty, without a hint of warmth.

  He was like a delicate and beautiful ceramic doll, lost his soul.

  "Are you crazy?!" The cat came back to its senses and found that several boys had already rushed the injured Wang Dawei to the infirmary.

  She touched the blood on her face and suddenly felt a chill. "You hit him so hard, what if he dies!"

  The mystery in his eyes gradually dissipated, he threw away the glass shard in his hand, and his face was full of shocked and frightened expressions, as if he didn't know what had just happened. He looked around, but there was no one, yet he felt like many people were staring at him with disgusted and fearful eyes.

  Only her eyes showed a hint of worry, but more... was sympathy.