Love Purification Agreement

In the women's restroom on the first floor of the teaching building, the force of the push forced Anle's body to hit the wall.

The alarm bells outside the campus rang, but they seemed unable to radiate to this private space, thus breeding an undefined darkness.

"woo"

The pain in her back made Anle couldn't help but let out a soft groan, so she subconsciously covered her chest.

She began to feel short of breath again, but this time she didn't have the chance to unbutton her clothes.

The tension she felt when being bullied turned into sharp tinnitus due to her cowardice, making the originally quiet bathroom noisy.

"buzz"

But Anle couldn't pay attention to her increasingly nervous heart and the noisy tinnitus in her ears at this moment. She just quickly raised her head and looked at Park Shuwen.

The reason was simple: Park Shuwen in front of him was holding the white letter that Anle had not yet sent out.

But she glanced at the words on the cover of the book and sneered.

"Hey, Xiao Huan. Who are you calling? So affectionate?"

“Give it back to me.”

Seeing that Park Shuwen was about to open the letter, Anle struggled and tried to take the letter back.

Seeing this, Park Shuwen's face immediately darkened. He took a step back and raised the letter.

"Hold her down first, I want to see what this cow wrote to the president!"

Just as Anle was about to step forward, the two girls next to her stepped forward, grabbed her hands, and pushed her back against the wall.

"buzz"

The tinnitus in my ears became sharper and more agitated.

"Anle, you're not a good boy. You actually knew how to use Eight Bridges to deliver a letter to the president? Tell me, did you eavesdrop on our conversation?"

"I can't believe you're so reserved in normal times, but you're actually so reserved in private."

Anle tried to resist, but he was no match for the two girls in front of him in strength.

Under her scattered black hair, she looked helplessly with misty eyes as Park Shuwen opened the letter she had written, revealing the folded letter paper inside.

"Let go. Let me go. That's mine."

However, Park Shuwen ignored Anle in front of him, but just unfolded the letter and read the contents.

After reading two or three lines, Park Shuwen raised his eyes in disbelief and sneered at his two companions.

"Hey, look at her. I think she's hallucinating. She's saying something about the president caring about her when she was a child and even going to live with her. It's killing me."

"Eh? A childhood sweetheart story? You really miss it, Xiao Anle."

"What is a cow when it's young? A baby cow?"

Park Shuwen walked towards Anle step by step, holding the letter, looking at her and said,

"If the president really knew you, why hasn't he spoken to you in a whole semester? Isn't it shameful to like fantasies?"

Anle's previous struggles were weak because she lacked strength. But when Park Shuwen ridiculed her for lying, she suddenly raised her head and refuted forcefully.

"I didn't! I just..."

In fact, she could have recognized Yan Huan as early as when she saw her in the school, but why did Anle not dare to look for her until now?

We are in the same grade and on the same floor. Is it so difficult to walk a few steps over and see him in person?

There was actually a reason, and Anle knew it herself, but she didn't dare to tell it to herself.

Park Shuwen sneered, stretched out his hand and pinched Anle's chin.

"Just what? Don't think I don't know what you, a cow, are thinking. Disgusting, aren't you? Do you deserve it? Huh? A rat in the sewer, who can't even get a decent piece of clothing at home. You act like a ghost every day and you have the nerve to like others? You know, if I were the president, I would feel disgusted to death."

Originally just to prove Anle's ugliness, Park Shuwen used a piece of letter paper to roughly lift up her loose bangs, revealing her hidden face.

After taking a look, Park Shuwen was stunned for a moment, and then his face instantly turned colder.

She quickly put down her bangs and clasped the envelope in her hands.

"You like writing letters? I let you write! I'm telling you, if we see you writing a letter to the president again, I'll make sure you're in big trouble."

Immediately, he pulled hard and tore the letter that Anle had spent the whole night writing into pieces.

"buzz"

Anle's eyes hidden under her bangs narrowed little by little, and only at this moment did the sharp tinnitus in her ears seem to subside a little.

Then, the restless voice in her ear immediately filled her mind.

"You piece of trash!!"

It was the voice of that little snake, Little Finger.

"Damn it! Even after I bullied you like this, you were still so nervous and your mind was in a mess that you couldn't even hear my voice!!"

On her skin, an illusory snake-shaped tattoo moved restlessly up and down, proving its anger.

"Kill them all! Kill them all! Now!"

Anle just stared blankly at the pieces of paper falling to the ground bit by bit, as if what was shattered was not the unsent letter, but her heart.

From her broken heart, the real reason why she didn't dare to look for Yan Huan for half a year slowly emerged.

She just...

Just feeling scared.

What are you afraid of?

After all, so many years have passed, and Xiao Huan has become so popular. He must have made countless new friends in his world.

And I have been staying in the same place for so many years.

So self-deprecating, timid, and cowardly.

She is already in college, but she is still thinking about things in elementary school and only cares about him who she has been separated from for many years. Doesn't this sound ironic?

Unfashionable and unfashionable

I like unpopular reptiles instead of cute furry animals, and I like playing games that I can't let others know about.

What should I do if I go to see him, a very popular person, and he looks puzzled?

"Um, classmate, who are you? I don't seem to remember clearly."

Anle is just fear, fear that he has forgotten himself.

Rather than facing such a high probability possibility, it is better to just assume that he may still remember me.

As long as you think, "We didn't recognize each other because I didn't go looking for him," you can avoid the horror of "he had forgotten me a long time ago."

Anle deceives himself in this way.

However, human hearts are fickle.

She didn't know why, but when she heard Spencer swear that Yan Huan and Sakuramiya Hitomi were in a relationship, she felt so sad.

Although he didn't know what Spencer's lip movements meant, Anle, who was quite experienced in driving, immediately thought that they had had physical relations.

The sadness pushed her to act impulsively, causing her to write a letter, intending to give it to Yahashi, who would then pass it on to Xiao Huan.

But at this moment, Park Shuwen's words brought her back into the cold inferiority.

She looked at the letters scattered all over the floor, and her vision became blurry without her noticing.

When she felt the heat on her cheeks, she realized

I actually shed tears.

"Hey, she's crying?"

"Is this true? You can't stand it after just a few words?"

Inside his head, the voice of Little Finger was about to break down.

It felt that the girls in front of it were not bullying Anle, but bullying itself.

"You useless piece of shit! Stand up straight! Why are you so weak? Stop crying! Fuck them!!"

The little finger was completely red and hot. It wished it could become a Gundam pilot right now and use the power of the modifier to teach these idiots in front of it a lesson.

But it cannot do so, because only the host's will can drive the modifier to work.

But the current Anle is obviously not a qualified Gundam.

"crash"

Just when the atmosphere in the bathroom was tense, the sound of flushing suddenly came from a cubicle in the toilet.

Park Shuwen was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that there was someone else in the bathroom.

Turning around, I saw the door of the compartment opened and an expressionless blonde girl walked out.

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this person

Ah, the new transfer student in our class?

What's it called?

Spencer's?

For some reason, the moment he saw Spencer, Park Shuwen felt a surge of disgust in his heart.

That disgust can even rival the disgust for the comfort in front of you.

Spencer glanced over here and his eyes stopped on Anle, who was sobbing softly surrounded by several girls.

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"What are you looking at?"

Park Shuwen frowned and said this.

Spencer withdrew his gaze, turned silently and walked towards the sink.

It seemed that he was afraid of Park Shuwen, or he didn't want to meddle in other people's business.

"crash"

The sound of running water came from the faucet, and Spencer squeezed some hand soap to wash his hands.

Park Shuwen withdrew his gaze with a cold face and turned his attention back to Anle who was crying silently in front of him.

Just as I was about to say something, the loud sound of the phone dryer came from behind me.

"Buzz!"

Park Shuwen's frown deepened, and he decided to wait until Spencer left before continuing.

But behind her, Spencer's voice suddenly came faintly.

"You bitch, were you talking to me just now?"

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Park Shuwen turned around again in disbelief, and behind her, Spencer had approached at some point and stood in front of her with an oppressive feeling.

She had a smile on her face, revealing her iconic fangs, but a terrifying, thick black aura seemed to be emanating from her surroundings.

"you"

Park Shuwen was frightened by Spencer's terrifying aura. His voice, which had been very strong just now, softened a bit, but he still said stubbornly,

"I advise you to stop interfering, this is a matter between us"

"Oh~"

Spencer nodded, but seemed to have completely ignored her words, and just folded his hands and said,

"I heard everything you just said. Honestly, I think you guys should all take a piss and look at yourselves. She's not worthy of writing to that Yan Huan, and neither are you. You're all so ugly and bark like dogs. I'd find it noisy even if you were tied up at my door. So, stop talking nonsense, okay?"

Anle, who was crying silently, raised her head in a daze, as if she was splashed by some unknown area-killing attack.

Park Shuwen was even more breathless after hearing Spencer's words. She subconsciously wanted to refute and attack him back personally.

But at first glance, Spencer in front of him was looking up with her head, her beautiful blonde hair matching her heroic and beautiful face, shining even in the bathroom.