[BL] Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob's Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

Chapter 31 - You Reap What You Sow

Zhu Zhixing's mother froze, staring at Xie Sui in a daze. The teenager in front of her was both familiar and strange.

When she opened her mouth again, her blood stained eyes that had been covered with fear seemed to clear out, once again filling with crazed hatred.

She cried and yelled, "It's you, it was you!" If it wasn't for your bitch of a mother who seduced people, how could that old beast in my family fall down the stairs and break his leg. Now, this kind of thing has happened again, your whole family is a disaster star! Harbingers of disaster!"

Song Yu came back to his senses after being pulled upright by Xie Sui. The next thing he heard was the scolding voice of this shrew, and the anger he felt instantly burst out from his heart.

"Have you finished yet."

Song Yu ignored how he was still in Xie Sui's arms and raised his head, his expression carrying traces of gnashed teeth.

"I think that you guys are the real disaster stars. It's really eight generations of bad luck for Xie Sui to have met you guys over ten years ago."

Zhu Zhixing's mother's spirit was on the verge of collapse. Her eyes were still locked on Xie Sui, and she was now a little crazy, hating endlessly, "You've destroyed my family, so I won't let you live well, either. I'll haunt you as long as I live."

Song Yu was so angry he was smiling. His light pupils refracted the dim lighting in the corridor and he mocked sarcastically, "Don't do that, Auntie, I might have nightmares with you haunting me."

Once he got started, he didn't even need to make use of his expressions to fill the area with the scent of gunpowder.

"Based on the words you said earlier, you're a monster yourself. Your man is a pervert, yet you're blaming others for looking good."

"You––!"

Zhu Zhixing's mother was so enraged that she couldn't speak, her face turning red, her fingers trembling. She pointed at Song Yu, "Someone like you who plays with a prostitute's child isn't anything good either, you uneducated, waste goods! I'm not sick! It's Xie Sui, this little bastard, who has––!"

Song Yu thought of Xie Sui's three years in Junior High and his expression instantly grew cold, "Do you want to try saying it again?"

How could Zhu Zhixing's mother be afraid of him, "AIDS! He has AIDS! That dirty disease! A disease that kills––ahh––!"

There was a cry of anguish from the woman in the corridor.

Zhu Zhixing's mother had been grabbed by her hair, pressed against the wall, and punched hard. However, the one to do it wasn't Song Yu and Xie Sui, but a man who smelled of alcohol all over that had rushed into the corridor at some unknown time.

There was a problem with one of his legs so he limped as he walked. He had messy hair and stubble on his face as he grabbed Zhu Zhixing's mother by the hair, hissing, "You sticky woman! So what if Laozi has AIDS? You want to do the transfer procedures behind my back? And you even want a divorce? I'll beat you to death before the divorce! Laozi won't let you go after coming out of prison! Don't think about getting rid of me in this lifetime!"

Zhu Zhixing's eyes were red, "Dad!"

Zhu Zhixing's mother burst into tears, crying loudly for help. She was in an extremely miserable state in the corridor.

Song Yu stared dazedly for two seconds, then his vision suddenly turned black.

It was Xie Sui who'd suddenly covered his eyes. It was his enemies who were biting at each other like dogs in front of him, but the teenager's voice was careless, "Don't look, your eyes will be dirtied."