Two mornings later.
As soon as Gu Zhiqi arrived at the entrance of Class Eight, someone blocked her way.
The person in front of her was covered in bruises, had a bandage wrapped around their head, was leaning on a crutch, and exuded a cold and gloomy aura.
Despite the injuries on the face, Gu Zhiqi immediately recognized him as Ling Yuanzhou, whom she had beaten up one afternoon two years ago.
But...
How did he end up like this?
"Gu Zhiqi." Ling Yuanzhou stared coldly at Gu Zhiqi, speaking through gritted teeth.
Gu Zhiqi looked at his confrontational posture, raised an eyebrow, leaned lazily against the wall near the door, and asked casually, "Got a problem?"
"The injuries on me, weren't they caused by you?" Ling Yuanzhou fixed a harsh glare on Gu Zhiqi and asked chillingly.
Gu Zhiqi immediately shook her head, "No."
