The book was nowhere to be found.
The seat had also been moved somewhere unknown.
He Rou stood there foolishly, not moving an inch.
She looked like an idiot.
Just as she was about to step forward and ask the person sitting in her seat where she was supposed to go…
“Hey! You… I’ve never seen you before. Did you enter the wrong class?”
A girl with a fierce expression, her face full of flesh, blocked the unfamiliar girl’s path and strode toward He Rou.
She held a book rolled up into a baton shape.
“I… I’m a student in this class…”
He Rou stammered, her voice small.
Whether the imposing classmate in front of her was pretending not to hear or genuinely didn’t, she extended a hand and started pushing Luo Yun outward.
Sensing the hostility, He Rou didn’t know what to do.
Even when dealing with a stranger who came to the class looking for someone, you could at least speak politely.
But why was she being thrown out directly with her?
It was baffling.
“I… I told you, I’m in this class too.”
He Rou was usually somewhat timid, but being tossed out without any explanation made her really angry.
“Xiao Yuan, wait. Let’s hear what she has to say.”
The person sitting in her seat spoke up from behind the chubby girl.
“Sister Ling, isn’t it obvious she’s here to cause trouble? You took her seat, and she’s come to pick a fight with you.”
The chubby girl didn’t hide anything.
She dumped all the truth out in one go.
He Rou was stunned.
Even the girl sitting in the seat couldn’t help but laugh when she heard that.
“Damn it, you… if you can’t talk, go gnaw on your pig trotters.”
The one called Sister Ling was fixing her hair and didn’t bother to look at the chubby girl as she scolded.
“I…”
Scolded, the girl backed away timidly, bumping into He Rou’s shoulder in the process.
Sister Ling finally finished fixing her hair.
She raised her head and looked at He Rou.
“You… come here.”
“What do you mean by this…”
“Exactly what it sounds like. Someone who doesn’t even come to school anymore—are you really shameless enough to keep such a good seat?”
He Rou looked at her, not knowing how to argue.
She was right.
If you barely attend school, it’s only natural to give up the good spot.
So He Rou decided to ignore her.
After all, she didn’t really have a leg to stand on.
But seeing He Rou silent, the girl, perhaps with a screw loose, directly cursed.
“…”
“Who are you calling that?”
“You, . Haha… I honestly never thought it would be you, sticking by Xiao Yun all this time. Do you really think you’re worthy?”
“…”
He Rou wanted to say that none of it was her choice, but seeing this person’s mental state, something seemed off, so she decided not to argue.
After all, anything involving Luo Yun was usually bad news.
He Rou turned and walked toward the back of the classroom.
“Do I look like I said you could leave?”
Sister Ling grabbed He Rou’s hand and dragged her outside.
“Let go of me.”
“Come with me. Xiao Yuan, pull her out.”
The chubby girl, who had been standing by waiting for orders, reached out her thick arms, grabbed He Rou’s arm, and started pulling her out.
“Get lost!”
“Don’t you scream!”
Smack—
Sister Ling raised her hand and slapped He Rou across the face.
“Haah… haah…”
He Rou was completely stunned by the slap.
She hadn’t expected that this was a classroom.
How could this person actually hit someone?
While she was dazed, her body was dragged out by Xiao Yuan from behind.
Women’s restroom, a cubicle.
“Are you crazy? I don’t even know you.”
As timid as He Rou was, she could at least muster a little backbone in front of strangers who bullied her.
“Crazy? I think you’re the crazy one.”
Sister Ling grabbed He Rou by the hair and yanked her head up.
“How long have I known Xiao Yun? Since the first day of high school until now. And you? Just one morning, you conveniently stuck by her side? Why? How much effort did I put in? Why am I inferior to you?”
“…”
He Rou realized it—this person was really sick in the head. Badly.
“I was her deskmate in my first year of high school. She was so cold, I’d never met anyone like her. But I liked her so, so much. Do you know how long it took me to get her contact information?”
“…”
“All those years in high school, I was like a… sun, trying to melt the ice beside me, but it never worked.”
She was flushed, even spraying saliva onto He Rou’s face.
“I really didn’t know what to do. And then, that day on the rooftop, I saw it. I saw her throw food on the ground and make you eat it, and she even put her foot on you…”
“Huh?”
“Really… I was so jealous. Why was it you lying there and not me? Is your body better than mine? Are you smarter or more outstanding than me?”
“Uh… uh?”
He Rou’s mind was in a mess.
The person in front of her seemed to like Luo Yun, and psychologically, she had a bizarre, twisted fetish that perfectly intersected with Luo Yun’s.
“I… I’m not…”
“Shut up, you fcking *!”
Sister Ling grabbed He Rou’s hair and pulled it even higher.
“You… do you think I chose this?”
“Chose? Well, you’re just an abandoned person. Now that Luo Yun has left you, do you think you can still act so arrogant?”
“…”
“Do you think a toy that Xiao Yun used up and threw away has any face left in this school?”
“I… I’m not a toy. That was my…”
Before He Rou could finish, Sister Ling grabbed her hair again and slammed her head against the wall.
“How dare you talk to me? Someone who only got comfort by selling her body—are you proud of yourself, you stupid b*tch?”
“Mm…”
He Rou’s head hurt and felt dizzy.
For a moment, her legs gave out, and she sat down on the toilet.
“Oh, right. Let me show you something.”
Sister Ling took out her phone and pulled up her chat history with Luo Yun.
He Rou strained her eyes to see what she was showing.
But before she could finish reading, Sister Ling seemed to remember something and quickly pulled it back.
“I really got carried away. How could I let you see that?”
She laughed at herself while holding the screen in front of her own face.
On the screen, there were only green replies—her own—with very few white messages from Luo Yun.
“Xiao Ling, I probably won’t be coming back to school much this year. That person who’s been following me around—take care of her for me.”
“Remember, don’t go too far.”
Luo Yun had only said two sentences.
After that, the chat was all her own messages, full of burning enthusiasm.