Chapter 9

He rubbed his red skin washed by hot water with a towel, and his heart was twitching like pain. Ding Xuanyao was desperate and completely desperate. She couldn't accept being humiliated. Her frightened eyes looked dirty.

Her world has broken a mouth, and the bright red blood is like this running water, flowing down from source to source. Perhaps, when the blood flow is dry, she can't see these stains. When the blood flow is dry, the blood stains in her body can be removed.

Raise your wrist and stare at the blue blood vessel on your wrist

"Students taking a bath, wash quickly. The water will stop in ten minutes." The bathhouse administrator's aunt raised a loud voice and shouted at the door of the bathhouse. Not only that, but also enthusiastically walked into the bathhouse, listened to the sound of water flow, judged which bathhouse was occupied, and patted it twice with his hand.

"Classmate, the water stopped ten minutes later. If you don't wash well, wash quickly."

"Oh." Ding Xuanyao made a difficult sound from her throat. Suddenly, she realized what she was thinking.

She, she had the idea of suicide.

Ding Xuanyao, Ding Xuanyao, for this reason, you dare not cherish life. If your life ends so casually, how can you live up to your mother who died for you.

The idea of suicide in that second is used to mourn the lost innocence. She was less than twenty years old, and the prelude of her life had not yet opened. She was unwilling to end it. Even if life is as short as fireworks, it should at least bloom her beauty.

Back to the bedroom, I waded in bed and covered the quilt. Although I was not as negative and desperate as I was just now, my heart was still tightly strangled by the vine full of poisonous thorns. I felt pain all over my body. As soon as I closed my eyes, I could see the feeling of those big hands tied to her waist, and the kiss that brushed away her hair and fell on her shoulder.

Those messy feelings last night obviously left nothing in Ding Xuanyao's head except pain. However, in the morning, her brain was very clear, and her heart trembled with that action and touch.

"Ah - ah - stop thinking!" Ding Xuanyao bounced out of bed. She was crazy. She was thinking that even if she didn't die, she would be crazy.

Stunned, Ding Xuanyao leaned against the pillow, took out a high number test question from a pile of books next to the pillow, found the function question with quite high difficulty coefficient, and the carbon pen rustled on the snow-white paper for about half an hour. Her moist eyes stared at the answer she had written, exhaled heavily, and her blood vessels were unblocked, Like a thirsty fish drinking enough water.

"Freak. Ding Xuanyao, you must be a freak. Ah?" Ding Xuanyao murmured. She had spent an all night trying to solve the problem. Now, in her extremely depressed situation, she solved it by magic.

When the problem is solved, the heart becomes relaxed. All the stiff muscles relax at this moment, and a strong sense of fatigue attacks. Soon, Ding Xuanyao passed out.

At the gate of X University, a black Porsche stopped by the side of the road.

"Boss, do you think we should wait like this all the time? We've been waiting for four hours." The man in black sitting in the co pilot's seat was a little impatient. He carefully asked the people in the back row.

"The head told us to wait. We'll wait safely and seriously. We have to wait as long as we can. Right, head." The man in black in the driver's seat stared at the man in the co driver's seat and looked back at Locke in the back row.