After I traveled through the book, I became an NPC in a horror novel

I don’t know if it’s because women’s sixth sense is more acute, but the girl immediately discovered a sensitive point.

The girl spoke slowly: "In my memory, these two people really liked to bully their classmates and force them to do work for them. In my senior year of high school, they even caused trouble and their parents were called in. At that time, the whole school knew what they did. I have a very clear memory of this incident, but I don't remember what happened specifically."

The people who heard it were stunned and began to brainstorm, continuing to search through the memories in their minds.

Teammate A spoke excitedly: "Yes, that's right! These two people often bully classmates. They first threaten classmates with cold violence and force. If that doesn't work, they will use our names to put pressure on us. We don't want to get involved with them, but these two are like sticky candy, we can't get rid of them at all!"

Teammate B nodded frantically, agreeing with what teammate A said.

Teammate C said as he looked at the man with gold-rimmed glasses: "Yes, if you borrow the names of A and B and it still doesn't work, you will take out your title."

The man with gold-rimmed glasses had a frown on his face as he quietly waited for what was to come.

Teammate C: "Because A and B knew you, who was in the first year of high school, the two hooligans also knew about this. I don't know where they got the courage from, and they began to use your status as a student union member to threaten the students, not letting them report the bullying to the teacher and the student union. As far as I can remember, I was bullied by these two people, but later they seemed to change their targets and stopped bullying me."

Gold-rimmed glasses recalled his memories. There was indeed a period of time when he heard gossip that some classmates were bullied and the student union did not intervene. At that time, he was in a tight schedule of review and thought that there was no need to take out his precious time to deal with these gossips. After all, no one reported these things to the student union.

"In our school with a bad reputation and poor discipline, what kind of things would be serious enough to call in parents? Taking away cell phones? Dating? I remember one situation that would leave a deep impression on everyone in the school..."

The girl spoke, her tone still so cold and calm, but the words she said made people uneasy.

"Someone's dead."

Everyone was shocked by this conclusion, but the girl remained calm: "This phenomenon happens in every high school. I've heard of people dying because their phones were taken away, because their partners broke up with them, because they were under too much pressure... There are countless such cases, so it's not surprising that people are bullied to death."

Having said that, everyone was surprised to find that when these small memories were connected, it was really possible to make such a discovery.

The girl continued, "When I was in my senior year of high school, I didn't want to cause any trouble and just wanted to spend my senior year in high school peacefully. So I chose to obey the deliberate behavior of two hooligans and followed the majority of the class, choosing to isolate the classmate who was bullied by them."

He turned to look at teammates A and B: "Although you two did not join their bullying team, when the hooligans used your names to bully classmates, you did nothing, which is equivalent to tacitly approving their behavior."

Teammates A and B were stunned after hearing this, but the girl ignored them and turned to teammate C: "You were bullied by hooligans before, but they didn't bully you anymore because they chose the next person to bully."

Teammate C was stunned: "Yes, they found another classmate. That classmate is from a rural town. I heard that his family is very poor and he only has his grandmother as a relative. When I found out that they changed the target of bullying in the second year of high school, I was very happy. I consciously or unconsciously guided them to focus on that classmate to prevent me from being bullied again."

Girl: "The captain of the senior year was no longer a responsible student union president because of his busy academic schedule. He ignored some real 'rumors' in the school, which made the bullies more rampant."

"After the seniors graduated and we entered senior year, not long after, one day the parents of two hooligans were invited to the school. I guess it was because the bullied classmate had an accident. However, the parents of the classmate lived in a rural town and were too old to walk, so they didn't arrive in time."

"Is this a revenge?"

Everyone's heart trembled when they heard this final conclusion. All the details matched, so why didn't they have any memory of the death of the bullied person?

Because the perpetrators of violence will beautify their own memories, and the indirect perpetrators of violence will also beautify their own memories. It is clearly bullying others, but in their memories, it is called harmonious coexistence; they have done countless things of bullying the weak, but in the end, none of these bullies remember this incident.

In their eyes, all the hurt and humiliation inflicted on others have never happened because they don’t remember them.

The words “I don’t remember” and “I was ignorant when I was a child” seemed to make everything they had done disappear into thin air.

Tang Tu regretted more than once why she did not realize that she liked Zhou Wu at that time and did not agree to Zhou Wu's confession. Instead, she chose to change shifts, gradually cut off contact with Zhou Wu, and no longer received any information about Zhou Wu.

If he agreed to Zhou Wu, would he be able to avoid being picked by that group of people and being bullied?

If I agree to Zhou Wu, will I be able to avoid Zhou Wu choosing to go alone to look for the bracelet hidden by that group of people at night after evening self-study?

If I agree to Zhou Wu, will he not care so much about the gift I gave him, or even believe that the group of bullies resolutely went to the top floor of the teaching building?

If I had promised Zhou Wu, would Zhou Wu not have fallen from the roof and lost his breath?

Tang Tu sat on the ground. Every time he thought of that night in his senior year of high school, his heart ached indescribably. His vision was blurry and tears kept dripping down his face...

Over the years, Tang Tu has always wondered what happened that night and why Zhou Wu, who had good eyesight and was not night blind, accidentally fell from the roof.

But the school turned a big thing into a small one. The fat boy and the boy in black dropped out of school. The president and the bold girl chose to take a leave of absence and go home to review on their own until the college entrance examination. No one was willing to tell him what happened that night, and the school even threatened him not to allow him to investigate the matter.

In this way, Tang Tu became a college student, and one day, he found that he had seen the dead Zhou Wu...

Immersed in memories, Tang Tu cried so hard that she could hardly breathe. Her body was shaking and she seemed unable to sit still.

At this time, a figure appeared in the room. This person looked like an 18-year-old youth. He slowly approached Tang Tu, picked up Tang Tu, and gently placed him on the bed.

Tang Tu opened his eyes in confusion and tried to see the person in front of him, but tears blurred his vision. Even if he opened his eyes wide, he still couldn't see the face of the person in front of him. So Tang Tu began to rub his eyes in a panic. The person in front of him gently blocked Tang Tu's rough movements and gently wiped away the tears in Tang Tu's eyes.

After seeing the face of the person in front of him clearly, Tang Tu fell into his arms: "I'm... I'm sorry... Wuwuwu, I like you so much, I... I really like you so much, but back then I was too... too timid, too useless..."

Tang Tu cried even harder and was held in Zhou Wu's arms. She was choked with sobs and could hardly utter a complete sentence.

Zhou Wu just silently kept wiping away Tang Tu's tears, and then hugged the person in front of him, whom he had been accustomed to for many years and whom he thought he would never be able to hug again.

Tang Tu slowed down and tried to steady his breathing, but still choked up as he asked, "Why...why don't you speak? Are you...are you unwilling to...pay attention to me?"

Zhou Wu helped Tang Tu calm down, his voice a little hoarse: "I won't ignore you, I will only like you." Then he kissed Tang Tu's tear-red face and felt the warm body in his arms.

Tang Tu seemed to remember something, sat up and touched Zhou Wu's body, "Why is your body so cold? Not as warm as mine?" As he spoke, his voice seemed to be choking again.

Zhou Wu quickly hugged the person in front of him, rocked him comfortingly, and coaxed his lover in a gentle voice: "No, no, it's just that I just entered a tempered body, and it won't be so cold after a while."

Tang Tu finally calmed down and stopped crying. After she stopped, she realized that her head was swollen and painful from crying. She wanted to close her eyes groggily, but she couldn't bear to do so because she was afraid that the person in front of her would disappear.

"Go to sleep, Usagi. I won't disappear. I will always be with you. Nothing can separate us."

Hearing this familiar name, Tang Tu could no longer hold up his heavy eyelids and fell into a deep sleep. On the other side, Zhou Wu had one hand tightly held by Tang Tu and the other hand placed on Tang Tu's slender waist. The edge of the shadow behind him kept trembling, but soon maintained a shape and stopped trembling.