Help! The yandere's beloved pet wants to escape

Jiang Wanqing walked quickly in the corridor, looking back from time to time.

The crazy guy in bed 14 didn't catch up.

For some reason, she suddenly felt a little lost.

Jiang Wanqing sat on a chair in the corridor, tilting her head slightly, expecting the man to appear at the corner.

No.

He didn't catch up.

Haha, what's the point of talking about having dinner together? What a strange man.

As soon as the man in bed No. 14 left, Jiang Wanqing returned to the state of being "invaded by depression", and her almond-shaped eyes became dull and lifeless.

She just sat there blankly, watching the rain outside the window.

A woman's voice appeared in the corridor.

"Doctor Bai, what's wrong with just giving me a certificate for depression? I really need it."

Deng Liya was in the corridor, holding a pile of checklists in her hands.

She was pestering a doctor in a white coat coming from the other end of the corridor.

"Ms. Deng, I've already explained to you that you don't have depression. How can I give you this certificate? It's illegal and will result in the revocation of my medical license!"

Deng Liya said angrily: "Doctor Bai, just prescribe it for me. I really need it urgently."

She grabbed the doctor's sleeve, closed her lips tightly, and her bright eyes were immediately filled with tears, which rolled down her face silently.

"Doctor Bai, look, I burst into tears immediately. Isn't this depressing enough?"

"I cried every day during the time I was expelled from school. Isn't that depressing enough?"

Doctor Bai was so angry that his eyes were about to roll to the sky.

He said helplessly, "Ms. Deng, depression is not just crying. It is a mental disorder. With all due respect, I can't help you."

"Doctor Bai, please help me."

"I really need proof, otherwise I'll be expelled from school."

Deng Liya put her hands on her hips, her crazy and vicious eyes like cold needles: "It's all that bitch's fault. I don't know when she hooked up with Gu Shiche."

"That vixen actually teamed up with the principal, accusing me of spreading rumors about her and insisting on expelling me."

"I'm furious!"

Deng Liya couldn't help but scream loudly, causing people in the corridor to gather around her.

She held a pile of documents in her hand proving that she did not have depression, and stared at Dr. Bai arrogantly.

"Doctor Bai, I really need a certificate. The school doesn't dare to expel a student with depression. At most, they can suspend him temporarily."

Her red eyes gradually filled with tears, covering up the madness in her eyes.

"So, Doctor Bai, can you please help me?"

Deng Liya pulled Dr. Bai's sleeve and acted coquettishly.

Doctor Bai pulled his arm out of her hand in disgust and said, "Ms. Deng, I don't think you really have depression. You might have mania. I suggest you get checked out."

"It doesn't matter what the disease is, as long as you can give me a certificate."

Deng Liya raised her chin slightly, a barely perceptible sinister glint flashed in her eyes, and she revealed a strange smile.

Doctor Bai glanced at her and immediately ran away: "I'm sorry, Miss Deng! Please find someone else, I really can't do it!"

"You can do it! Doctor Bai, don't run!"

Deng Liya's eyes revealed an uncontrollable cruelty.

Suddenly, she tilted her head slightly and suddenly saw Jiang Wanqing sitting on the chair.

"It's you? Jiang Wanqing!"

She looked Jiang Wanqing up and down for a moment, looking at the psychiatric ward clothes on Jiang Wanqing, and then a seemingly gentle smile appeared on her face, but her eyes were icy cold.

Jiang Wanqing sat quietly on the stool, looking at her blankly.

Does this woman know herself?

She didn't listen to what Deng Liya said to the doctor just now, and looked at the corner with cold eyes.

Why hasn't that man caught up with me yet? Does he even despise me as a psychopath?

Jiang Wanqing felt even more depressed.

"Isn't this Jiang Wanqing, the famous classmate of our school?" Deng Liya's lips curled up.

"Why is he hospitalized in the psychiatric ward? Could it be..."

Deng Liya folded her hands over her chest and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Abandoned by Gu Shiche, and then went crazy?"

Jiang Wanqing didn't speak to her, but turned around and looked out the window coldly.

I don’t understand, I don’t understand.

"Ah~ It seems to be true. Are you suffering from depression?"

Deng Liya saw the wound on her wrist and sneered.

"Why aren't you talking? Have you been tortured into a mute by Gu Shiche?" She stepped forward and pushed Jiang Wanqing's shoulder.

Jiang Wanqing shook her thin body, but still ignored her.

Suddenly, an excellent plan came to Deng Liya's mind.

She looked at the dazed Jiang Wanqing, a sly smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.

Jiang Wanqing, right? How could she be expelled from school?!

Anyway, she has been abandoned by Gu Shiche, so I might as well teach her a lesson and vent my anger!

Deng Liya immediately put on a gentle smile, grabbed Jiang Wanqing's arm, and spoke in a sweet and soft voice.

"Student Jiang, don't you remember me? We are from the same school."

"We were close at school. Do you know how lonely I was when you were not at school?"

Jiang Wanqing turned around in a daze and looked at the sweet smile on Deng Liya's face.

Don't know her.

Deng Liya took out her phone again and pulled out the class photo: "Look, we are in the same class, and there is a photo of us on it."

"Classmate Jiang, I'll take you home, okay?"

Go home? Jiang Wanqing raised her head, and a glimmer of light finally appeared in her eyes.

She nodded blankly.

Deng Liya's smile is like a blooming poppy, beautiful and deadly.

She pulled Jiang Wanqing up from the chair and pushed her towards the ward door.

"Let's go, I'll take you home."

Return to a fun home.

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