Chapter 927
IF122
Brother, can I ask you a question?
Sure, what's the problem?
[If I dislike someone, how can they get rid of them?]
[Huh?] [Don't say such terrifying things!] [You're still young, please don't go down the path of crime!]
But I'm so annoyed, I hate it so much!!!
Who made you angry?
[Someone I absolutely despise, I hate him to death! Seeing his silly grin makes me want to strangle him!]
Who is he? How could he make you so violent? Is he family?
[He's the person I hate most in my life, I'm so annoyed!] [So annoying! He doesn't know anything, only I'm the one who's annoyed!!!]
Li Zhuangsheng stared at the somewhat incoherent words before him. Although he didn't understand what had happened to this lonely Xiaoyue, he could sense her anger at that moment.
Don't be angry. I won't get angry when others are angry; anger only makes you sick, and no one can take your place. If I die from anger, who will benefit? Besides, it's exhausting and draining!
[I'm so heartbroken, brother, I feel like nobody in this world loves me anymore! I'm so sad, I'm going to become depressed! I want to kill myself!]
【How could that be? Don't overthink it. This world is a beautiful place!】
Brother, will you care about me?
Of course!
[Could you read me a line from a novel? You sent me a voice message last time, and I thought your voice was so gentle and beautiful!] [If you could read me my favorite line, I'd have the motivation to keep living!]
Li Zhuangsheng scratched his head, his face feeling a little hot.
Although I had sent her a voice message before, that was at her request. But now that she's gone this far, how can I refuse?
"Okay, what do you want me to read?" Li Zhuangsheng asked.
Shortly after, the other party sent a long text message. Li Zhuangsheng glanced at it briefly, his eyes twitching slightly.
"You are everything to me, your lips, your body, I want you, I want you now, don't you already know that, open your mouth..."
Li Zhuangsheng took a deep breath, steeled himself, and with his face flushed, after a long period of preparation, finally read out the text in a state of extreme shame.
"What kind of perverted novels do you usually read?!" Li Zhuangsheng wanted to complain, but then he thought that he didn't really have the right to criticize others, since he had even more explicit and violent novels on his phone.
Although it's embarrassing, helping a depressed girl is worth it... right?
Is she really depressed? Or is she just messing with me? I feel like if she reads it a few more times, I'll be the one who gets depressed!
Li Zhuangsheng's face burned as he finished reading the voice message.
The other person immediately thanked him, saying, "Thank you, brother, I love you!"
Well, at least it seems he wasn't playing a trick on me. Li Zhuangsheng breathed a slight sigh of relief, feeling a sense of satisfaction from helping someone. He offered a couple more words of comfort, but the other person didn't reply.
"Wait a minute, I have something to do, I have to log off now. Thank you, brother, I love you so much!" said lonely Xiaoyue.
What's wrong with her? Li Zhuangsheng scratched his head, completely baffled.
"Forget it, never mind." Li Zhuangsheng shook his head, then thanked Hu Mengdie for the bookmark, and opened Buka to read the comic "All About How I Might Be a Pervert." Why is there only a few chapters in this comic? Is it not being updated anymore?
After reading comics for about an hour, Li Zhuangsheng went to the restroom. As he emerged, he noticed Li Xiuyu's door was open. He watched as Li Xiuyu walked out of the bedroom; her clothes were disheveled, her cheeks flushed, her eyes glazed, and her steps unsteady, as if she were drunk.
The other person also saw Li Zhuangsheng, a hint of panic flashing in their eyes, but they still pretended to be calm and walked past Li Zhuangsheng into the bathroom.
Li Zhuangsheng shook his head, sighed softly to himself, and then, as if remembering something, his expression changed drastically.
He practically scrambled back to his doghouse, then quickly turned on his computer and clicked on "The An Lushan Rebellion."
"Hey, how come nothing's missing?" Li Zhuangsheng scratched his head in confusion.
……
"Get up, get up."
On the first day after the National Day holiday, Li Zhuangsheng got out of bed in a daze after being gently patted by Li Xiuyu.
Last night, Li Xiuyu seemed very angry. He thought he would be kicked this morning, so why was he being so gentle when he woke him up?
"What are you spacing out for? Go brush your teeth and eat."
Li Xiuyu glared at Li Zhuangsheng, her eyes seemingly revealing a rare hint of tenderness.
Huh! What happened? Am I still not awake?
Li Zhuangsheng pinched his thigh hard; it hurt so much!
Has Li Xiuyu taken the wrong medicine? Oh well, such a rare moment of gentleness, let's just say she took the wrong medicine!
……
Back in the classroom, Li Zhuangsheng handed his homework to his group leader, Gao Zetong, with a serious expression.
"The sun has risen," Li Zhuangsheng murmured, gazing out the window.
"What?" Zhang Qixiang asked.
"I thought the sun wouldn't rise today," Li Zhuangsheng shook his head.
"What are you talking about?" Zhang Qixiang tilted his head.
"You don't understand, you just don't understand!" Li Zhuangsheng sighed. "My sister is acting really strange today!"
Zhang Qixiang immediately sat up straight, his eyes gleaming with curiosity: "The school heartthrob? What happened to her?"
Li Zhuangsheng sighed, "I thought she was going to stomp on my face today."
"?"
Zhang Qixiang was shocked, leaning back tactically, "What are you talking about? You siblings play such elaborate tricks?"
Li Zhuangsheng was also taken aback upon hearing this, and said angrily, "What are you talking about? Are you a masochist? She's a pervert who enjoys torturing older brothers. Can't you understand my pain?"
Zhang Qixiang remained silent, imagining the dashing and incomparable Li Xiuyu, stomping on Li Zhuangsheng's face with a cold and disdainful expression. He felt a shiver of pleasure, wishing he could strangle Li Zhuangsheng and take his place.
"Why are you complaining about something like this?!" Zhang Qixiang gritted his teeth, his face contorted with envy.
Li Zhuangsheng's lips twitched slightly. He glanced at Zhang Qixiang with disdain, looking him up and down, too lazy to talk to this masochist anymore.
This was something that Li Zhuangsheng, who had massaged Li Xiuyu's feet and legs since he was a child, could not understand.
"Ahem...excuse me." Noticing the disdain in Li Zhuangsheng's eyes, Zhang Qixiang immediately coughed lightly and asked in confusion, "Why did she step on your face?" (End of this chapter)