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"Li Yinwu!"
Li Yinwu glanced around. The only change in the class was that her seat had been removed. Her deskmate, Seto Mifan, had been transferred to another group of single-table Kobe Ichiichi.
There was an endless commotion in the class. The students at the front, back, left, and right tables were discussing that this voice was nothing more than a coincidence. It was probably a coincidence that they had the same name, and that strange costume could be explained as complicated scratches that made them look like this. They had all seen Li Yinwu's corpse on the news. It was a brutal method. However, there was another unexplainable point. Li Yinwu had no family or relatives, and no one claimed her body. Therefore, she was cremated by the hospital. How could they explain this?
"Students, be quiet!"
The homeroom teacher's words were the most effective. The class quickly quieted down and listened to the homeroom teacher's guidance. The class committee was always the homeroom teacher's most loyal believer. They listened carefully. The homeroom teacher raised his glasses in satisfaction.
"Let's welcome another new student, Mogarahan Xiao.”
A figure quickly appeared at the door of the classroom. He had already changed into the despotic school uniform of Dazhong No. 19 High School. His white collar was straightened up, and his white coat was placed on his shoulders. He looked cool, and his unique eyes shocked all the students. On the other hand, Mogarahan Xiao was still as calm as water.
The classmates and class leaders finally couldn't hold back their discussion. The class teacher's words instantly turned into wind in one ear. She was alone, as if it was rare for mixed-blood to appear. It was a very dazzling color, neither dark nor light, like a gem.
"Mogarahan Xiao."
Li Yinwu looked at Mogarahan Xiao in shock. She was just surprised that Mogarahan Xiao would appear here. She thought that he had gone back. What she did not understand was why Mogarahan Xiao was here.
Mogarahan Xiao did not ignore Li Yin. He was only here to go to school, make friends, and play together. This small desire had been wiped out since young. Today, when it was awakened again, what increased was not anything else but perseverance.
Under the arrangement of the class teacher, Li Yinwu sat next to Bing Shi, and Mogarahan Xiao sat with Yi Ran. Bing Shi and Yi Ran were originally deskmates and good neighbors. Now that the class teacher had given the order, Bing Shi could only sit behind Yi Ran.
Li Yinwu did not need to wear her school uniform, which made many girls look at her with envy. It was a dream to wear their favorite clothes instead of ordinary clothes. This was the mentality of young girls fighting for beauty. Li Yinwu didn't need to wear her school uniform because she still wore a cloak.
The bell after school was more pleasant to the ears than any rock music. On the contrary, the bell during class would always make all the students hate it and even raise their eyes. Its existence threatened their personal freedom, and they were unwilling to listen to it even if their membrane was broken.
When Mogarahan Xiao placed the brand-new textbook into the drawer, Li Yinwu walked up to him with a cold expression, but no one saw her.
"What are you doing here?"
There would not be any impurities mixed in. It was so indifferent that the truth was covered by fog. He could not understand what Li Yinwu was trying to say. It was as if the truth was hidden in the middle layer, hiding another meaning.
"You have no right to control me!"
Mogarahan Xiao replied. Then, he pulled up his coat and walked straight to the door. There was no reason at all, only haste.
Li Yinwu didn't chase after him. She wouldn't have guessed that Mogarahan Xiao simply wanted to go to school. The things that made her overthink were mostly things that weren't good for the school. The rest made her feel terrified. She didn't even dare to think about shifting the arrow to Fan Zi.
Li Yinwu thought that Mogarahan Xiao was a Lucifer who had come out of the angel world. He only wanted to kill and harm people, and he would not save them. Similarly, Li Yinwu had forgotten that he was no longer an angel.
Thinking too perfectly was ultimately wrong!
Tomorrow, I'll continue to be more cultured
He was stunned and became more cultured. He only realized that, alas, it was so sad. The rhythm of shooting oneself in the foot, asking for a beating.。。Don't mind, it doesn't affect the readers. I just removed the "lalala" at the end.
He was stunned and became more cultured. He only realized that, alas, it was so sad. The rhythm of shooting oneself in the foot, asking for a beating.。。Don't mind, it doesn't affect the readers. I just removed the "lalala" at the end.
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