Song Lang suddenly felt a loss of strength, and his heart ached as if it were being torn apart.
Song Xianji leaned against the door and asked leisurely, "Can you do it? If you're scared, just say so. I definitely won't laugh at you, Brother Song."
"You'll regret this." Song Lang stared at Shen Zhifei and said these four words, then turned and walked out, pulling off his school uniform as he went and throwing it at Song Xianji's face.
With his head covered, Song Xianji instinctively tried to back away, but Song Lang still punched him in the stomach. He was bent over from the blow, and after removing the school uniform that was obscuring his vision, Song Lang had already disappeared.
Shen Zhifei walked into the corridor outside the classroom, leaned on the railing and watched Song Lang run wildly towards the west wall of the school, a slight smile playing on her lips.
He had endured for so long, not daring to take the first step easily, because once he did, he would be stepping into an abyss with no way back. Just now, he had given Song Lang the last chance to escape. If Song Lang showed even the slightest bit of sadness, he would absolutely not let him go.
To hell with ethics and morality, he only wants him.
Chapter 026
Song Lang stormed toward the school gate. The gatekeeper saw him from afar and came to stop him. Before he could finish asking, "Which class are you in, classmate?", Song Lang dashed over, leaped over the card reader, and disappeared.
"Hey hey hey!!!" The gatekeeper shouted three times but couldn't get Song Lang to turn around. When he saw a bloody handprint on the gate, he was terrified and quickly called the academic affairs office to report it.
Song Lang had no time to care about anything else; he was filled with rage, and even after running a kilometer, his chest still felt constricted and uncomfortable.
He just couldn't understand why Shen Zhifei suddenly seemed like a completely different person.
Putting aside his sexual orientation, even if he really is gay, is it necessary for him to be in such a hurry to find a partner? And even if he is going to find someone, why does it have to be someone surnamed Song?
That guy looks like a brainless idiot. Does love really make people blind?
"hiss--"
He stopped walking and belatedly realized that the wound on his palm had been torn open and was now burning with pain.
"Today was such a mess."
He looked dejected and wandered aimlessly through the streets, his mind replaying the scenes he had just witnessed outside the classroom.
Why should I?
What's so great about that guy surnamed Song that makes Feifei laugh so happily?
The thought of Song Xianji holding Shen Zhifei's face and kissing her made Song Lang grit his teeth in hatred.
If he hadn't shown up there today, would they have kissed?
No, that's not right. Maybe they've already kissed. Maybe Feifei doesn't go back to the dorm for lunch every day just so she can kiss that idiot Song.
The thought that Shen Zhifei most likely used him as a substitute for that idiot that day made him feel even worse.
What similarities did he have with that Song Xianji? In his opinion, apart from having a penis, they were completely unrelated. In terms of appearance and fighting skills, in what way was he inferior to Song Xianji? If he had to find a flaw, it would be that his grades were slightly worse.
Okay, it's quite different.
But dating isn't based on grades. Is Shen Zhifei the kind of superficial person who only cares about grades?
Damn it!
The more Song Lang thought about it, the more agitated and confused he became. Clenching his fists only made his wounds hurt more, and he felt uncomfortable no matter what.
Wandering around the streets was really boring. The winter wind was relentlessly penetrating his clothes, chilling him to the bone. Song Lang walked towards the school with a dejected look on his face.
When he arrived at the gate, the school bell rang, and he turned and walked towards the bicycle shed.
He walked around the bike shed but couldn't find his mountain bike. It took him a while to realize that his bike had been abandoned at the gate of Shen Zhifei's school.
Just as he was about to call Meng Fanxing, a group of menacing people walked towards him. The one leading them was Gu Fengkai, whom he had beaten up that morning.
Fighting doesn't need any opening remarks; a glance is enough to ignite the gunpowder in the air.
Song Lang was fuming and had nowhere to vent his anger, so he finally found a punching bag. He swung his wrists a couple of times and charged forward, kicking three people to the ground.
He was incredibly aggressive, and his clean and decisive downward kicks were truly intimidating.
But Gu Fengkai had already lost face that morning, and if he backed down now, he wouldn't be able to stay at school. So he fought like he didn't care about his life, and with red eyes, he rushed over and started wrestling with Song Lang.
Seeing that their leader was personally leading the charge, the remaining henchmen dared not retreat. They gritted their teeth and surrounded him from all sides, some clinging to his legs, some to his arms, and some to his neck. Their division of labor was clear, and their cooperation was seamless.
One of the more astute individuals noticed that Song Lang's palm was red, as if there was a wound. He realized he had found Song Lang's weakness and poked at Song Lang's palm with his fingernails.
Song Lang was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat. He kicked one of the men away, but he had no chance to fight back. He was pinned to the ground, and Gu Fengkai straddled him and punched him in the chest and face more than a dozen times before he felt better.
"Weren't you so awesome? Still awesome!" Gu Fengkai patted Song Lang's swollen cheek lightly, his finger almost poking into his eye. "From now on, if I see your Grandpa Gu at school, I'll avoid you, or I'll beat you every time I see you."
The other henchmen immediately revealed contemptuous and mocking smiles, and each of them kicked Song Lang.
Song Lang gritted his teeth and wiped his mouth.
His fingers were stained with blood; it was unclear whether it came from his mouth or his palm.
Seeing that Gu Fengkai was about to turn and leave, he stood up and kicked Gu Fengkai in the lower back.
Caught off guard, Gu Fengkai fell face-first to the ground, his nose stinging and his head buzzing. He frowned and rolled over, and the others quickly came over to help him up.
"Fuck your mother! You're so shameless! Beat him to death!" Gu Fengkai said angrily, covering his hot, wet nose.
"Am I afraid of you, you grandson?" Song Lang tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. Without saying a word, he rushed over and kicked away the two people next to Gu Fengkai. Before Gu Fengkai could recover from the impact of the previous kick, he delivered another hook punch, knocking the other man's face to the side.