The hands that were holding on to the two people hurriedly moved away, the crowd dispersed, and the condition of the two people on the bed was clearly visible.
Sun Jiao was already knocked dizzy and unable to resist, lying on the bed like a dead fish, whimpering.
Chu Ye gradually let go of her hands, but she had used too much force just now. At this time, her hands were red, swollen and trembling badly. She lowered her head and lowered her eyes without speaking.
Sister Zhao was displeased, and the air pressure around her was frighteningly low. After seeing clearly that Chu Ye was among the troublemakers, she frowned even more.
"What are you doing! Fight!" Sister Zhao scolded sternly, her eyes sweeping over everyone. After a while, someone stood up and defended in a low voice.
"Sister Zhao, it's all Chu Ye. She didn't know why she went crazy tonight. She started beating people after saying a few words." Someone in the small group spoke. Then, the girls who had just done it nodded and put the blame on them. To Chu Ye.
Sister Zhao looked at the few who were talking, and then glanced at the others. They usually didn't have much interaction with Chu Ye, so they lowered their heads and didn't speak at this time.
Sister Zhao put her hands behind her back and silently approached the bed. Only then did she realize that the situation was far more tragic than what she had seen.
Needless to say, Chu Ye's hair and clothes were all covered with red marks on his exposed arms, mixed with bloodshot streaks, which looked very scary. Sun Jiao's condition was not much better either. When she looked up, her forehead A red envelope was swollen on her forehead, and her face was crystal clear. She glanced at Sister Zhao with tears in her eyes, then lay on the bed, crying even louder.
"Chu Ye, are you hitting someone?" Sister Zhao's tone was hesitant. She always thought she was a shy and quiet girl.
"Well, I did it." Chu Ye turned his wrist, nodded and slowly stood up.
The numbness just now passed and she regained her composure.
"Sister Zhao, that's her! She's the one who hit her." Seeing Chu Ye's admission, the small group suddenly felt emboldened, and they all accused Chu Ye of being wrong.
"Sister Zhao, she is usually very arrogant and keeps to herself and doesn't interact with others."
"Yes! I don't know how proud she is."
"We didn't mess with her, and we don't know why she made trouble for her as soon as she returned to the dormitory."
"Sun Jiao has been with us today, and no one paid any attention to her, but she acts like a mad dog."
……
They were all saying something wrong with Chu Ye. Sister Zhao had a headache from the noise, so she shouted to them to shut up, and then looked at the silent person in front of her.
She knew that Chu Ye didn't have many friends here. Sometimes when she saw her in the cafeteria or in the park, she always walked alone. But she couldn't believe that Chu Ye had such a character that he hit people for no reason.
"Tell me, what's going on?" She gave Chu Ye a chance to explain.
And Chu Ye said without thinking, "They climbed into my bed at noon, threw my things around, and even took away my books."
Hearing this, other people in the dormitory looked at each other. If Chu Ye's beating surprised them, then her things were messed up by Sun Jiao and others. They still somewhat believed it. After all, in the dormitory, Sun People like Jiao always bully Chu Ye intentionally or unintentionally.
But right now, no one dared to stand up and speak for her.
If Chu Ye made such a serious mistake as beating someone, she would definitely pack up and leave. If anyone spoke for her, there was no guarantee that she would not become the next one to be bullied by Sun Jiao and the others.
Sister Zhao turned her head and looked at the people in the small group, "Is that what she said?"
"No!"
"How could it be! Why are we touching her things when we have nothing to do?"
"That's right! Sister Zhao, you don't know that Sun Jiao was ridiculed for using her things before. Her things are valuable! We don't dare to touch them."
"Yeah, we don't care about her things."
"She really thinks she is a wealthy lady, that's all she has, hahaha."
So what if they move? They were sure that Chu Ye had no evidence, but they only moved their hands after watching Chu Ye leave the dormitory at noon. Besides, there was no one else in the dormitory at that time.
Sister Zhao turned her head and asked, "Which bed is yours?"
Chu Ye pointed, and Sister Zhao walked in the direction and stood on tiptoe to look. The bed was very neat. Next to the pillow was a storage box made of cardboard. There were three or four bottles in it, which should be toiletries.
At some point, Sun Jiao also stopped crying. Her eyes and forehead were red and swollen, like a red-haired monkey that had fallen into the water. She looked around, and then looked at Chu Ye with resentful eyes.
Chu Ye seemed to feel something. He turned his head and looked back with calm eyes. He just turned his wrist slightly. Sun Jiao's pupils shrank and she quietly leaned towards the bed.
Chu Ye's bed could be read with a simple glance. Sister Zhao looked back and asked, "Chu Ye, you said they touched your things, do you have any evidence?"
"...No."
Chu Ye thought about this problem before taking action. These people would not be stupid enough to touch their own things in front of the whole dormitory, so she had no evidence, but she had thought about it when she took action. It was better to punch hard than to tolerate it. If you attack, the worst thing you can do is get out of here.
The two books she lost were given by Mu Jiajun. After all, they were the first gifts he gave her. She would always ask for an explanation if someone took them away.
"Sister Zhao, don't listen to her nonsense, we didn't touch her things." Sun Jiao felt aggrieved, her voice was hoarse, and she had hiccups when she spoke. Coupled with her appearance, she looked like a victim.
"Yes, yes, who knows how she lost her things? She is gushing and claiming that we took them."
"Maybe she lost it herself, and she had to put this shit basin on our heads."
"Sister Zhao, we are scared when she beats people in the dormitory. She is here to make money. We don't want to have a crazy roommate."
The people in the small group became more energetic and confident, saying one sentence after another about Chu Ye's fault.
Sister Zhao had a headache. She did have a good impression of Chu Ye, but in this matter, she couldn't help Chu Ye even if she wanted to speak for him. She beat someone so impulsively in front of everyone, and she couldn't produce any evidence to prove it for herself. , for the first time, she felt that she wasn't that accurate at judging people.
"Sister Zhao, don't let her just hit someone and leave so easily! She has to apologize to me!" Sun Jiao became more assertive as she relied on someone to speak for her.
Chu Ye moved his wrist and looked over silently.
Sun Jiao remembered the experience of being pulled by her hair and knocked on the bed just now. She flinched and turned to look at Sister Zhao, feeling a little more confident in her heart.
"You have to give me her salary. I have to pay to see the injury!" Sun Jiao became more and more angry when she saw that she was surrounded by people who spoke for her. She didn't believe that Chu Ye dared to do something in front of Sister Zhao. After saying that, she looked over provocatively. She couldn't be beaten in vain today. Not only did she have to drive him away, but she also had to pay compensation!
But Chu Ye had broken the jar a long time ago. When everyone was unprepared, he stepped forward, and then with a "pop!", another loud slap fell on his face.
"You're crazy!" After being shocked, Sister Zhao quickly stopped and pulled Chu Ye aside. The tears that had originally stopped in Sun Jiao's eyes couldn't be stopped. She didn't know whether she was angry or annoyed.
At this time, the people in the small group could no longer sit still, and they were spitting out their saliva.
Sister Zhao's eyes were also full of disappointment. She might have really made a mistake and thought Chu Ye was someone who could be cultivated. She didn't expect that he would dare to hit someone in front of her.
No one knew the truth of the matter. Chu Ye said that it was Sun Jiao who did it, but she couldn't provide any evidence and beat someone in public. No matter what, she had to give everyone an explanation.
"What else do you want to say?" Sister Zhao finally asked.
"No, Sister Zhao, it's me who has caused you trouble. It's impossible to apologize. Use my salary to buy her medicine. I'll pack my bags now and just give me your ID card later." She said in an apologetic tone. She knew that Sister Zhao was biased towards her at first, and she did do this impulsively, but she did not regret it.
After that, she walked to the bed, climbed up, rolled the mattress and quilt together, and wrapped them in the sheet.
No one spoke and no one knew what to say.
They didn't witness the process of the things being lost, and they weren't that familiar with Chu Ye. It wasn't worth offending Sun Jiao and the others for her.
Chu Ye had very few things. He only had a roll of blankets and put his personal belongings into the basin, and that was all.
Sun Jiao's eyes grew more and more proud.
Pooh! What the hell, luckily she was still thinking about dealing with this person in the first place, but in the end she was ridiculed for using her things, which made her proud, and now she was driven away by him.
Chu Ye quickly packed up, put the big baggage on her back, opened the door, and Sister Zhao led her out, preparing to get her ID card.
"Wait."
A sound as thin as a mosquito's fly sounded, and everyone's attention shifted and fell on an inconspicuous person in the corner.
...It's Li Xiaoya.
She raised her hands weakly, trembling, like grass about to bend in the wind and rain.
"I can testify that it was Sun Jiao who took away Chu Ye's things."
Xiaoya looked at the pair of gleaming eyes, as if she were facing hungry ghosts alone in the dark night. She stood up tremblingly and pointed at Sun Jiao.
"At noon, I saw with my own eyes that Sun Jiao climbed onto Chu Ye's bed and messed up her things, and..." She was about to cry. She had always been timid, but Sun Jiao was glaring at her fiercely. She bit her Gritting his teeth, he closed his eyes and clenched his fists, "Besides, the lost book is under Sun Jiao's bed,"
Phew...
Finally said it.
She opened her eyes, Chu Ye looked at her with a smile, and she lowered her head in embarrassment.
I'm sorry for not standing up and speaking for you in time.
Sister Zhao's face was gloomy, she pushed Chu Ye aside and turned towards Sun Jiao.
The people in the small group looked frightened and turned to look at Xiaoya angrily, as if they wanted to scratch her flesh to pieces with their eyes.
Sun Jiao hurriedly sat up from the bed and stretched out her hand to stop her. Sister Zhao walked to her bed and looked down at her.
"Take the things out yourself."
"Li Xiaoya is talking nonsense! She usually has a good relationship with Chu Ye and will definitely talk to Chu Ye. They are colluding." Sun Jiao waved her hand to explain.
Sister Zhao was unmoved and said coldly, "Do you want to take it or not?"
"Sister Zhao, there is nothing under the bed, just a box where I put the sundries."
"Sun Jiao, don't be so nagging. If you don't take it, I'll do it directly. It won't look good on everyone then."
The small group still wanted to speak, but as soon as they spoke, Sister Zhao glanced at them with a sharp eye, and then they huddled together like quails.
Chu Ye felt funny, put his luggage on the ground, crossed his arms and leaned against the wall to watch the fun.
Sun Jiao looked through the crowd and looked towards the door with resentment, gritting her teeth and resisting silently.
Sister Zhao was impatient by her and bent down to explore under the bed. Sun Jiao stretched out her hand to stop her, but Sister Zhao quickly pulled out a small cardboard box. Everyone looked over and saw two books thrown inside.
Oh haha!
(End of chapter)