"That's Lin Zhibai. I heard his grades weren't good, so he got in through connections. We at Capita; University have a pure school spirit. How could we allow someone like that to exist?"
"He was originally an educated youth sent to the countryside. To avoid a hard life, he married the village chief's daughter. He was lazy and gluttonous, and they had a daughter. I heard that he abandoned his wife and children in the countryside to return to the capital. This kind of person is a scum, a human trash."
"Lin Zhibai, get out of school."
"Lin Zhibai, get out of school."
With a "bang", Lin Zhibai had just stepped into the school gate when a book flew straight towards him from the crowd not far away and hit him on the forehead. His skin was originally delicate, and soon a big red bump appeared on his forehead.
Before him were students filled with righteous indignation. There were many of them, and their number was expected to increase.
Their voices of condemnation were getting louder and louder in his ears, as if Lin Zhibai was a sinner for all eternity.
Lin Zhibai stood there in a daze for a moment, his head buzzing.
"Zhibai, hurry up." A man appeared in the crowd. It was his roommate, who pulled him forward.
They returned to the dormitory in one breath, and his roommate closed and locked the door.
"Oh my god, your forehead, they're going too far." The roommate exclaimed.
"No, we have to go see a doctor." His roommate pulled him to the door, stopped suddenly, and returned to open the window. There were already people gathered downstairs of the dormitory.
"How am I supposed to get out of here?" He looked down worriedly.
At this time, there was a knock on the dormitory door. The roommates were startled and opened the door only after confirming that it was a few other roommates with whom they had a good relationship.
"How could they do this? This is too much." Looking at the redness and swelling on Lin Zhibai's forehead, several people clenched their fists in anger, and one of them even wanted to rush down to argue with them.
"What the hell is going on?" The pain on his forehead brought Lin Zhibai back to his senses, and his dazed eyes gradually cleared up. "Why did they ask me to get out of school?"
Looking at his expression, his roommate clearly didn't understand what had just happened, so he quickly told him the rumor.
"Zhibai, I believe you. You are definitely not that kind of person."
"Yes, I believe you too."
"I believe it too."
Lin Zhibai clenched his fists, a dark look in his eyes. Lin Jianguo's threatening words were still fresh in his mind. Was this his revenge? He was being told to get out of school. The so-called uncle was such a cruel person.
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In the store, Meng Xiangbei, who was originally lazy and taking a nap, suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a dark color in his eyes.
He placed a wisp of spiritual consciousness on Lin Zhibai's body, which could tell Lin Zhibai's emotions. Once there was a big fluctuation, he could feel it immediately.
Meng Xiangbei is the master of dreams. Everything in the dream is controlled by him and he can do whatever he wants. His dark eyes turn golden, like a mirror, reflecting the scenes that Lin Zhibai encountered at school.
His gaze was fixed on Lin Zhibai's red and swollen forehead in the dormitory, and a hint of danger and coldness flashed across Meng Xiangbei's narrowed eyes.
In his dream, the people who bullied him were really powerful.
The dormitory building was blocked by people, and once Lin Zhibai went down, he would be attack immediately.
As it was getting dark, there were fewer people around.
The roommates quietly went downstairs and bought food. Medicine was not available, so the patient had to go to the infirmary in person.
"Let's eat." My roommate put the lunch box on the table. They were hungry, but no one cared about eating. We hurriedly asked, "How is it? What did the teacher say?"
The roommate's gaze fell on Lin Zhibai, who had a hopeful look in his eyes. His face turned gloomy, and he knew the result at a glance.
A few people went downstairs, but did not buy any food. They went to look for the teacher first.
The public opinion about Lin Zhibai this time is very bad and must be dealt with as soon as possible. The only ones they can rely on are the teachers and the principal.
Before they entered the office, they heard the vice principal and the teachers arguing fiercely about this matter. Since the principal was not there, the vice principal had the most power, and he made the decision to expel Lin Zhibai from the school.
They couldn't help but rush in to argue for Lin Zhibai, but were scolded and threatened. If they continued to defend him, they would be expelled along with him.
Expelled!?
Lin Zhibai smiled bitterly. Would he really be slandered and expelled from school because of this?
Lin Jianguo, can he really cover the sky with one hand?
It got dark quickly, and most of the people who were blocking the building downstairs left. However, a small number of people who were extremely unbalanced remained guarding downstairs.
In the evening, Lin Zhibai only ate a few mouthfuls of food and had no appetite.
He curled up in bed, his eyes red, but he didn't cry.
Brother Meng, Xiaobai misses you so much.
You taught me to be strong and have a tough attitude, but I still haven't learned it well.
At this moment, the dormitory door was suddenly knocked, accompanied by a familiar voice calling.
Is it an illusion?
Lin Zhibai got out of bed as if possessed by a ghost and opened the door.
"Xiao Bai."
Lin Zhibai threw himself into the arms of the person in front of him, and all his pretense of strength fell apart in front of him.
The person in his arms was trembling slightly, and there was a faint sound of sobbing.
Meng Xiangbei stroked the boy's hair, his eyes filled with dark mist, as if hiding a storm that was about to break out.
"Let's go home first." Meng Xiangbei said.
It was not until he stepped into the house that Lin Zhibai realized that he had actually left the dormitory and school and returned home.
"How's it going? Do you feel better now that you're home?" Meng Xiangbei hugged the boy and sat on his lap, burying his face in his delicate neck and nuzzling it. "Are you not crying anymore?"
Lin Zhibai clenched her fists and glared at him coquettishly: "I'm not that fragile."
His eyes were red, but he really stopped crying.
People are only more vulnerable in front of their closest people.
"Brother Meng, why are you here at school? Do you know everything?"
Meng Xiangbei hummed, took out the red medicine next to him, and said, "Bow your head, I'll apply the medicine for you."
There was no medicine, and the boy's wound was not treated, so it swelled up into a big lump.
"Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt."
"Really? You didn't lie to me?"
"I..." Lin Zhibai bit his lower lip and hesitated for a moment before saying, "It hurts."
Meng Xiangbei sighed, wiped his wound, and assured: "Don't worry, Brother Meng will get it back for you."
At this moment, Lin Zhibai knew that Meng Xiangbei knew what happened to him at school.
"You should have a good sleep. I will take care of this matter." After applying the medicine, he soaked Lin Zhibai's feet and tucked him into the quilt.
"How are you going to solve this? Don't do anything illegal or criminal." Lin Zhibai pulled his hand, looking anxious. "Don't worry about it. I can handle it myself."
Meng Xiangbei is not from the school, and Lin Zhibai can't imagine what he would do.
Meng Xiangbei gently pulled his cheek and teased, "My wife is a college student. As his husband, how can I do anything illegal? However, if my wife is bullied, how can a husband not stand up and solve the problem?"
Lin Zhibai blushed and rubbed his cheek that was pulled by him. He wanted to ask something else, but fell asleep unknowingly.
Meng Xiangbei was afraid that he would not sleep well, so he cast a sleeping spell on him.
After tucking the quilt in for Lin Zhibai, Meng Xiangbei kissed him on the forehead: "Xiaobai, have a good sleep. When you wake up tomorrow, everything will be fine."
Xiaobai, Brother Meng will sweep away all the malice in the world for you, and you deserve to be treated gently.
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