mijobooks Chapter 38: Killing Someone By Destroying Their Spirit [Please add to your favorites and read on!]
Chapter 38: Killing Someone By Destroying Their Spirit [Please add to your favorites and read on!]
Chen Junrong gritted his teeth, his hands clenched into fists under the covers.
His whole body was trembling slightly.
hateful!
Damn it!
It turns out it was all because of Lin Bei!
If Lin Bei hadn't betrayed him, Zhang Qiang wouldn't have retaliated so quickly, and he wouldn't have been beaten so badly that he was lying in bed unable to move!
Chen Junrong wanted to pounce on Lin Bei, grab him by the neck, and bite him hard a few times.
However, the wound on his waist had not yet healed, and there was a steel plate holding it in place, making it impossible for him to move freely.
"Lin Bei...you..."
Chen Junrong's face turned red as he raised his trembling hands and pointed at Lin Bei.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Lin Bei quickly stepped forward and pressed down on his raised hand.
"Chen Junrong, don't get so excited. You haven't fully recovered yet, so remember to rest more."
Then, Lin Bei leaned close to Chen Junrong's ear and whispered, "Now we're even."
"However, the way you look now is really funny."
Lin Bei had barely finished speaking when he turned and left.
Old Gao stood by the door frame waiting, still holding the apple core in his hand.
He glanced at Chen Junrong, casually tossed the apple core into the trash can by the door, and followed Lin Bei out of the ward.
Su Qianqian and Song Qingning stood outside the door against the wall. After seeing Lin Bei leave, they followed him out.
Silence fell over the ward once again.
One student muttered quietly, "Was our guess wrong?"
"Su Qianqian's behavior doesn't seem like she's here to date at all."
Another person quickly chimed in: "I guess Chen Junrong is just being delusional."
"Su Qianqian is usually such a cold person. She doesn't even talk to the boys who have been in the same class with her for three years. How could she suddenly fall for Chen Junrong?"
"That's true." Someone immediately chimed in: "Just now, when Su Qianqian said 'We're not familiar,' the tone was like she was talking to a stranger."
"Why was Chen Junrong so confident just now, saying that she came to agree to be his girlfriend?"
The classmates who were whispering mocking Chen Junrong now were the same group of classmates who had been flattering him around the hospital bed earlier.
Chen Junrong heard everything that was just said.
The taut string in his mind finally snapped.
Chen Junrong grabbed the apple core from beside his pillow and slammed it hard against the ward door.
"Bang!" The fruit pit bounced back and rolled to the ground, leaving a small wet stain on the white door panel.
"Get out!" Chen Junrong roared at the students at the door, "All of you, get out!"
The students were all stunned.
Chen Junrong was perfectly fine just now, so why did he suddenly become so furious?
The students looked at each other, some embarrassed and at a loss for what to do.
Soon, someone tugged at their friend's clothes, someone else snorted, and then turned and walked away.
A boy who had just been saying that Su Qianqian definitely liked Chen Junrong now stood at the door with a very unpleasant expression.
They came to visit Chen Junrong early in the morning, which was a courtesy to him.
As a result, this person added drama to his own story in front of the whole class, and after Su Qianqian exposed him, he took his anger out on unrelated people.
The first person to leave the ward was a girl with a ponytail. As she walked, she whispered to her friend, "You don't need to call me for visits like this anymore."
"We came to see him to show him respect, but he took it out on us instead."
The other students also left one after another, and no one turned back to look at Chen Junrong.
The ward was empty in an instant.
The patient in the next bed was pushed downstairs by the nurse to get some sun.
Chen Junrong was the only one left in the room.
The smell of disinfectant mingled with the scent of ripe bananas in the fruit basket, while the fluorescent lights continued to hum.
Chen Junrong lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, clenching his fist and slamming it hard on the mattress.
"hateful!"
Chen Junrong gritted his teeth and growled, "Lin Bei, you just wait."
"This isn't over!"
……
The lobby on the first floor of the hospital.
As soon as the four of them stepped out of the elevator, Lao Gao said that he had something to do and had to leave first.
He patted Lin Bei on the shoulder at the top of the stairs and said he would ask Lin Bei about what had happened.
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and walked in another direction.
Lin Bei glanced at the time on his phone and said he was going to the driving school for practice.
He said a brief goodbye to Su Qianqian and Song Qingning, and then headed towards the bus stop.
Song Qingning linked arms with Su Qianqian and walked towards the mall.
A few minutes later.
Lao Gao neither went home nor went to the internet cafe.
He turned into a small barbershop on the street corner, with a rotating red, white and blue light pole at the entrance.
There were only three chairs in the shop, and the walls were covered with posters of non-mainstream hairstyles.
The barber was lounging with his legs crossed, flipping through an outdated entertainment magazine, when someone came in. He tossed the magazine down and, as usual, asked:
"Handsome, what kind of long hair would you like to get?"
"This year's most popular side-swept bangs and choppy haircut is guaranteed to look great."
Old Gao ignored the posters on the wall, plopped down in the barber chair, and reached out to scratch his fluffy, curly long hair.
Then, he took a deep breath and, in a desperate tone, said:
"Boss, cut my hair short."
……
After Lin Bei parted ways with the others, he did not go to the driving school.
He stood at the hospital entrance, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit it with a lighter, took a few deep drags, and skillfully exhaled a few smoke rings.
Then, I found a number in my phone's contacts that didn't have a name saved in it and dialed it directly.
This number is from his memories of a past life.
This man, surnamed Wu, is in his forties and owns a clothing factory. He is an honest and reliable person, and the products made by his factory are of very high quality.
In his previous life, this Mr. Wu's clothing factory would have developed rapidly in a few years due to the e-commerce boom, and its scale would have expanded more and more.
Ten years later, he became famous throughout the country, and his factories were located in several provinces and cities.
In his previous life, Lin Bei had an unexpected business partnership with this Boss Wu. He knew that this man was trustworthy and never played dirty tricks on his partners.
If he wants to pursue e-commerce in the future, a reliable source of goods will definitely be essential.
Mr. Wu's garment factory is a good example.
The phone rang a few times before being answered.
Then, a middle-aged man's steady voice came through: "Hello, who is this?"
"Is this Boss Wu?" Lin Bei asked. "My surname is Lin. I have a business deal I'd like to discuss with you."
"To discuss business?" Boss Wu asked, "How do you want to discuss it?"
Lin Bei got straight to the point: "I want to start an online clothing store and need to find a long-term, stable supplier. I've heard your factory makes good workmanship, and I'd like to come over for a face-to-face meeting. Is that convenient?"
Mr. Wu, the owner on the other end of the phone, paused for a moment before agreeing:
"Okay, come over here."
I'll send you the address via SMS later.