What to do if your male god is too good at self-attack

Late at night, He Yue tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

All the things that happened after her rebirth weighed on her heart. Whenever she closed her eyes, she could see Wang Xiuya falling down with disheveled hair.

The friends around her had already fallen into a deep sleep. He Yue didn't dare to move for fear of accidentally waking them up, so she looked at the ceiling and began to count sheep.

After counting the 500th sheep, He Yue decided to get up and go out for a walk.

She got out of bed carefully and tucked in the quilt for them carefully. He Yue then realized that Lin Xianing didn't seem to sleep well.

She frowned, breathed rapidly, and muttered something, but her voice was too soft and He Yue couldn't hear clearly even when she leaned over. So she had to squat beside her, gently holding her hand and coaxing her gently like she was a baby, until her brows relaxed, and He Yue felt relieved.

-

I wanted to go out and get some fresh air, but when I stood in the corridor, I found that I didn't know where to go for a moment, so I slowly walked towards the roof.

As soon as the rooftop door was opened, a large amount of fresh air rushed in, and the comfortable breeze kissed her gently. He Yue tilted her head slightly, slowly walked into the starry night, looking at the sky full of stars, and sighed unconsciously.

"it's beautiful."

"I thought you were going to come up here and cry."

He Yue was startled by the sudden voice behind her. She turned around and found it was Yue Zhou.

Yue Zhou sat quietly in the dark. He didn't know which child had left the graffiti on the small bench, which made it look cute.

He stretched out his legs, folded his arms across his chest, leaned against the wall and seemed to be looking at her.

Instead of going home, he hid on the rooftop.

"Why are you here?" He Yue asked.

Doesn't he hate standing in the dark the most?

"Just like you, come up for some fresh air."

I didn't want to go home, I didn't want to be cared about, I didn't want to worry about my secret being exposed. I just wanted to sit alone for a while, but I didn't expect He Yue to come too.

He Yue pursed her lips and looked at him, still remembering Yue Zhou's threat in Huilin's medical room, and hesitated whether to leave.

"Let me guess if you are looking at me now." Yue Zhou tilted his head and asked.

"Ah."

"You are now thinking about what I said to you in Huilin Infirmary."

"Yeah." Guessed right.

"you hate me."

In one word, He Yue clearly saw that Yue Zhou's smile faded.

"Want to deny it?" Yue Zhou asked.

He Yue sighed: "No, I don't hate you."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Yue Zhou took out another folding stool from the side and helped He Yue open it.

He Yue walked over and sat down next to him, with an arm's length between them.

He Yue couldn't help but turn her head to look at him.

Zhu Huaining is handsome. His arrogance and the unruly look in his eyes can easily make girls of his age fall in love with him.

Yue Zhou is not. His youthfulness should be described as pure, with regular features, a high nose bridge, and drooping eyelashes casting a large shadow, hiding the emotions in his eyes.

"Zhou Wenhe was born in 1965 in Qucheng. He became a teacher right after graduating from university and taught in six schools. Seventeen students dropped out of his class."

He Yue was surprised. She didn't expect Yue Zhou to collect information so quickly.

Yue Zhou turned his head to look at He Yue, but the starlight was dim and it was still pitch black in front of him.

"Are not you afraid?"

He Yue unconsciously touched her collarbone. Jiang Shaoming liked to leave cigarette scars here the most. He said it was his symbol.

"afraid."

"You're afraid, but you still dare to go against him alone?" Yue Zhou chuckled with an ambiguous meaning, "Luo Yilan probably doesn't know that you love to stir up trouble."

He Yue looked at the stars in the distance and whispered, "I had a dream. In that dream, I was like Wang Xiu Ya, and I was always bullied. Cigarette butts burned my collarbone, and fists and feet fell on my waist and abdomen. I repeated the hopeless pain day after day." He Yue paused, suppressed her sobs, and said, "I also thought about dying like Wang Xiu Ya."

So again and again he cut his wrists with needles, broken glass, and knives, watching the blood coagulate into beads.

Perhaps realizing that her emotions were too real, He Yue smiled and said, "But of course that won't work. Why should I die? I have a lot of things to do and people to protect now."

He Yue raised her voice, looked up at the sky, and said firmly: "I will never be afraid of him again."

Never be afraid of Jiang Shaoming again!

"I will defeat my inner demon myself!"

The people to be protected... Yue Zhou thought for a moment and said, "You mean Luo Yilan and the others?"

Yue Zhou looked in the direction of He Yue. He clearly couldn't see anything, but a calm and stubborn face of He Yue unconsciously emerged in his mind.

"Ok!"

Yue Zhou's heart was slightly shaken, he turned his head and smiled: "They are smarter than you."

"so what?"

"I'll help you."

The two people said the same thing in unison, and He Yue was stunned.

"What?" He Yue didn't understand.

"I said I would help you."

"why?"

Because I have to defeat my inner demons myself.

Yue Zhou didn't say anything. His tense nerves began to relax a lot after making the decision, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm afraid you'll cry."

The starry night wind blew on their faces, and for some reason the atmosphere suddenly became a little warmer.

He Yue knew clearly that even though Yue Zhou couldn't see anything, he just looked at her indifferently and politely.

He Yue suddenly thought of something and asked, "How did you... recognize me?"

Yue Zhou tilted his head and thought for a moment: "Because I remember your voice."

Like a clear spring just thawing in spring, it flows over the round green stones and flows into his heart.

-

Wang Xiuya was an orphan with no one to rely on and no one cared about her life or death. Moreover, she had a history of mental illness and her death was quickly diagnosed as an accidental fall.

A young life was ended just like that, without even being a topic of conversation after dinner.

But many people knew that things were not that simple. Why would a person who was supposed to be in the care of a mental hospital suddenly run to Yunlong? And happened to die?

But the fact is that life is naturally divided into different levels by people, and they feel there is no need to investigate.

But He Yue felt that there was. She stared at Zhou Wenhe on the podium and couldn't hear a word he said.

Noticing her gaze, Zhou Wenhe also looked up from the book. After meeting He Yue's eyes, he glanced at the empty seat next to him.

It was Jiang Meiyi, she applied for sick leave.

Jiang Meiyi knew that Heyue was investigating Wang Xiuya, and she also knew that Wang Xiuya must have a relationship with Zhou Wenhe. Now that Wang Xiuya is dead, could it be that she has nothing to do with Zhou Wenhe?

She didn't want to die and was so scared that she had nightmares every night, so she applied for sick leave.

Before leaving, she ran into He Yue who was coming to school, and she only said six words: "He Yue, forget it."

When people are scared, they like to escape. They think this is the easiest way to solve the problem, but He Yue absolutely cannot let go of a life.

-

He Yue placed a white daisy on the windowsill. The wind blew the petals, and it seemed that if the wind blew a little harder, the whole flower would be blown down into the sky.

"sorry."

He Yue said softly.

The dead are gone, there is no point in apologies.

But He Yue always wanted to say something to Wang Xiu Ya. The white ward day after day had constrained her soul for too long. Wang Xiu Ya was too lonely.

Just as He Yue was mourning, hurried footsteps were heard behind her. She turned around and saw that it was Lin Xia Ning.

She ran out of breath, grabbed the door frame and said, "Yuezhou... Yuezhou is in trouble."

He Yue's foot injury had not fully healed, and she subconsciously wanted to rush out with big strides. Unexpectedly, she pulled the wound and her foot sprained, and she almost fell. Fortunately, she grabbed the edge of the podium in time: "What happened to Yue Zhou?"

Lin Xia Ning immediately supported her and said, "It turns out that Yue Zhou is ill."