The most gossipy girl in our class started chattering in my ear again. It's so annoying.
"Moli, I heard that the school gate is blocked by boys again. The young master of the Beitang family has prepared roses and giant heart-shaped chocolates for you!"
I hate to hear her say that from the bottom of my heart.
However, if I don't treat her well, gossipy people like her will tell other students that I'm having a bad face. If word spreads from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, my good reputation will definitely be ruined.
"Really? I'd be so embarrassed." I smiled a faint smile that only a lady from a noble family could have, held my breath, tried to make my face red, and looked at the gossipy woman in front of me gently and politely.
"Don't be shy, Moli. You are so beautiful and a good person. It's normal that many people like you! Besides, the Beitang family is a big chaebol in our city. If you accept his feelings, you will definitely live a good life in the future!"
I sneered in my heart.
I don’t need any big tycoon. Our family has more than enough money to spend, so why would I need the Beitang family’s money!
"Thank you." I pulled the corners of my mouth and showed my most signature, sweetest and most polite smile.
I spent a lot of money hiring an etiquette consultant just to practice this smile.
"Moli, you must work hard. I heard that Master Beitang knows a lot of rich boys. Please introduce one to me when the time comes!" The gossipy smile was infatuated and full of anticipation.
"I am glad to."
I watched her slip away in front of other students to continue gossiping, then I turned my head to look out the window.
A dark forehead, with red hearts floating on all the windows...
I was already quite used to this kind of peeping situation, and I immediately gave them my signature "seductive" smile.
The smile I show is called "face smile", which was taught to me by my etiquette teacher. It is a bit like Mona Lisa's smile, that is, I am not actually smiling, but I look like I am smiling. In this way, everyone who sees me will think that I am smiling at them, which is of course very charming.
The heads outside the window shook a few times and almost passed out.
This situation continued until school was over.
I packed my books slowly.
Previously, a gossipy woman told me that the young master of Beitang family would be waiting for me at the school gate, which made me very annoyed.
I haven’t thought about having a boyfriend yet, and I don’t like boys’ fancy pursuit methods, I find them boring.
I had just walked out of the classroom door when a boy suddenly jumped out from the corner of the stairs, bent over and handed me a pink love letter with a shabby red bow on it. The envelope was wrinkled and I didn't know how long it had been held in his hand. It looked extremely ugly.
"Moli, please accept it!" The boy's voice trembled, and his hand holding the envelope was shaking.
I was startled by him, but I was well-mannered and still managed to control myself. I took the envelope from his trembling hands very gently and said in a sweet voice, "Thank you."
“Ah—ah—ah—the goddess smiled at me—ah—ah—” The boy was so happy that he stuttered and turned around and ran away.
I saw saliva spurting out of his mouth, it was so disgusting.
Watching his back gradually disappearing into the distance, I returned to my "Mona Lisa smile" and walked towards the school gate clutching his love letter.
I'm going to find a place with few people and throw the letter into the trash can, so that it's quick and easy.
“Beep, beep, beep—”
The sound of a car's horn rang in my ears, and a black extended Lincoln car in front of me braked sharply, then suddenly stopped in front of me, blocking me in the middle of the road.
A greasy-looking boy half-revealed his face from the slowly sliding car window, his eyes were very unruly. He squinted at me and said in a domineering voice: "Qian Moli, I like you, I want you to be my girlfriend!"
I can tell with my toes that he is some young master of the Beitang family.
But why does he like me? He doesn't even know what kind of person I am, but he dares to confess to me! Is it because I am beautiful? Or because of my good personality?
"Thank you for your kindness, but please let me think about it, okay?" My face turned red and I looked at him shyly.
Seeing me like this, the boy's expression eased a lot, and he said with some pride: "I will wait for you."
I nodded and waited for him to drive over and leave room for me to walk out, but to my surprise, he didn't move at all.
Is he waiting for me to give him an answer on the spot? Such an impolite boy should get out of here as soon as possible!
I thought this in my heart, still very gentle and polite: "Excuse me, I want to go home, can you please let me go?"
"I'll take you there." The boy was so domineering that he was about to get out of the car and open the door for me.
"No, the housekeeper will come to pick me up." I quickly refused and took a step back.
However, a large bouquet of roses suddenly appeared in my arms as if by magic, followed by a huge box of heart-shaped chocolates. The young master of the Beitang family stuffed these into my arms without any hesitation, and I suddenly felt as heavy as if a brick was placed on my arm.
Although I was unwilling to carry this "brick", I still accepted it for politeness and said with a smile: "Thank you for your gift, I like it very much. But it's a little late, I really need to go home."
"Roses are a perfect match for you, they are so beautiful." He praised me repeatedly.
Seeing that I was staring at the black car blocking the road, he retreated back to his car in disappointment to make way.
"How romantic! Master Beitang Ying just confessed his love to Qian Moli, so happy!" A bunch of little girls gathered behind him, each with their hands clasped together and eyes full of hearts.
"Yes, yes, they really are a perfect match, no matter their family background or looks, they are a perfect match!"
…
I think these girls who talked about me were either too ugly or too poor. It was so strange that they would scream over such a small thing.
Under the close watchful eyes of that young master from the Beitang family and the infatuated screams of the idiot girls, I walked forward with great difficulty, holding the heavy roses and the chocolates pressing on my chest, with tears in my eyes.
There is a huge trash can not far from the school gate. It is very hidden and will not be seen by others. I often dispose of the gifts given by boys here. They fall into the trash can and make a dull sound, which is a very pleasant feeling for me.
I came to the trash can again, aimed the roses, chocolates and envelopes in the direction of the trash can, and was about to make a gorgeous parabola.
"Ah——" My legs were suddenly tightly clamped by something. I was so scared that my whole body shook violently and I screamed, and my ladylike image was completely lost in an instant.
"Please, save my brother." A pitiful plea came, and the arms holding my legs tightened.
I was so shocked that I looked down and saw a silver head pressed against my calf. The hateful thing was that I was wearing a miniskirt school uniform and my legs were bare, and his face was rubbing against my legs. And he was a dirty beggar!
"Let go, let go, let go!" I struggled, trying to shake him off, my voice almost breaking, but he just held me tighter and I couldn't get my legs free at all.
"Give me some money, save my brother, wu...he is dying...please!" The beggar's voice trembled.
What does your brother's death have to do with me? But if I don't give him money, he won't let me go.
"Okay, I'll give you money, but you have to let me go immediately!" I felt so uncomfortable that goose bumps appeared all over my body. My future boyfriend had never touched my beautiful legs, but they were violated by a beggar. I was so angry.
After hearing this, he finally moved his dirty face away from my legs and looked up at me.
Hey——this boy doesn’t look…dirty at all…
She has flowing short silver hair, slightly pale cheeks, beautiful eyes with bright blue light, and a very pitiful expression. She looks like a mixed-race child, and a super beautiful one at that.
My move to shake him off paused for a moment. I have never seen such a good-looking boy. He is much more handsome than that young master from Beitang just now!
He looked at me, his eyes full of grievance, and then his gaze began to slowly shift, from my face to under my school uniform skirt, and his eyes suddenly became straight.
I was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately.
I really want to kick him to heaven!
satyr!
But my strong sense of self-protection told me that facing this kind of lustful, poor and shameless beggar, the best strategy is to run away!
I pulled my legs out with all my strength, ready to run, but when I turned around, I saw a group of little girls standing in a row behind me who had just returned from school, with nothing to do but to watch the fun.
Each of them looked at the beggar with tenderness and compassion, and their sympathy was so overflowing that it almost drowned him.
"How pitiful! The younger brother is sick and the older brother is begging. I have 10 yuan here and I plan to donate it to them." A little girl with a bob haircut took out 10 yuan from her pocket and walked towards the beggar.
"I have two yuan here..." Another little girl was touched.
"I have some here too!" Everyone looked enthusiastic.
A lively scene of helping others quickly appeared before my eyes.
Since everyone is so rich and so compassionate, there is nothing for me to do.
I saw that everyone was busy donating money and no one noticed me, so I was about to leave.
"Isn't that Qian Moli? It is said that her family is super rich, and she has a kind heart. This beggar brother can definitely be saved." Someone said this.
My hope of escaping was instantly shattered, and my steps became extremely heavy.
For the sake of my good image, I think it is necessary to make some sacrifices...
I turned around with a sympathetic expression, looking at the pitiful beggar brother behind me and the beggar brother lying on the ground without knowing whether he was dead or alive. I was almost going crazy.
Why should I give him money just because he begs?
So do people in this world have to beg when they encounter difficulties, and then the rich people have to give them money?
But the chattering of the group of girls behind me really annoyed me. If I didn’t give them the money, my reputation would definitely be affected.
A good reputation comes at a price!
"Oh, how pitiful." I squatted down and looked at the two beggars with sympathy.
Suddenly I saw the roses in my hand, and I quickly handed them to my brother, saying considerately, "Give this bouquet to your brother. He will be very happy to see the flowers." Then I handed him a huge box of chocolates, "This box of chocolates is also for you. I hope your brother will recover soon." Then I took out my wallet, took out a banknote of RMB, and said softly, "Give this to your brother for treatment. Everything will be fine."
If there is an angel in this world, then that angel must be me!
"Wow, Qian Moli is so kind that she gave all her things to the beggar." There were continuous exclamations of praise from everyone behind.
"Yes, yes, she is really perfect."
I listened to the praises behind me with great satisfaction, as if the roses, chocolates and RMB were all thrown into the trash can by me. I didn't need them anyway.
"Thank you." With a low murmur of gratitude, suddenly, a magnified handsome face appeared in front of me.
The beggar brother who stood upright was actually a head taller than me. He was looking at me with a strange posture, leaning forward. His two cold blue eyes stared at me for two seconds with a hint of doubt, then he blinked suddenly and looked at me decisively.
I trembled all over when he stared at me, and it took me a while to react.
Although this beggar brother looks very handsome, I still don't like to be so close to beggars, so I hurriedly said elegantly: "You're welcome, take your brother to see a doctor quickly. Bless you."
As soon as I finished speaking, I heard applause.
I turned around and looked around at everyone, nodding humbly to everyone, meaning that I do good deeds without leaving my name, and I hope everyone will not spread the word.
Suddenly, he grabbed my arm, so I had to stop and look back.
The beggar brother grabbed me, stared at me with his gentle eyes, and said softly: "I don't want to owe you a favor."
It turns out he is a beggar who knows how to repay a favor, but I don’t need him to repay me anything, as long as he doesn’t continue to cause trouble for me.
"No need. What I just did to help you is nothing. I hope you don't mind it too much." I responded to him very gently and struggled to make him let go of my arm.
Who knew that he would grab me even harder.
"How can that be? Please let me give you my first kiss to express my gratitude." The beggar brother's expression was extremely serious. His handsome eyebrows quickly twisted together, and he closed his eyes and pursed his lips as he was about to move closer to my face.
Who cares about your first kiss? Get out of the way!
I opened my mouth, but no words came out. My arms were numb and my body couldn't move at all. I couldn't even blink my eyelids.
As I saw his elastic lips approaching me, I felt all the blood rushing to my head. My head felt like it was about to explode. Sweat quickly broke out on my back and the hair on my body stood up.
What the hell is going on, why can't I move?
The more anxious I became, the stiffer my body became, until finally my entire body was so tense that I almost stopped breathing.
This beggar not only cheated people out of money but also raped them. What a bastard!
"Ah - I can get a kiss if I donate, so I want to donate too!" A scream suddenly came from the crowd.
"I want one too! I haven't seen such a handsome boy in a long time!" The girls rushed towards the beggar like crazy.
"Huh?" The beggar boy was obviously startled by the loud footsteps. He stopped eating and moved towards me, opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the crowd.
Oh, God!
For the first time in my life, I was buried by a group of crazy girls while I was unable to move, and my head was buzzing from being squeezed.
Fortunately, at the critical moment when I was about to be squeezed to death by the girls, I was suddenly able to move again.
The moment I squeezed out of the queue with difficulty, I suddenly realized how beautiful the world is.
As for that bastard beggar, go to hell!
A tall castle stood in the lush rose bushes, with green leaves climbing up the castle walls and covering the skylights of the house.
This is Moli Castle. My parents invested in building it when I was 10 years old as a birthday present for me.
I remember when it was first built, the roses were just tender seedlings, but now they have grown very lush and are almost climbing up to the roof of the castle.
The setting sun fell on the bronze metal gate, the color was magnificent. Everything was the same as before.
But strangely, Uncle Wu didn't stand at the door waiting for me as usual.
My already average mood became even worse.
Yes, I need to be watched everywhere. Even when I arrive at the door of my house, I hope someone can wait for me at the door and give me a warm smile.
"Uncle Wu——"
I pushed open the door and walked into the house along the cobblestone path, calling out to the housekeeper and staring blankly ahead.
The leaves of several mimosa plants on the roadside are all folded together, looking listless.
Uncle Wu did not respond to me. The gate of the castle was closed tightly and there was no sign of life.
I felt so bored, and suddenly remembered that I was almost molested by a beggar today. Anger quickly rose in my heart. I took a few steps forward, pushed open the European-style door, and planned to go straight to the bathroom to take a hot bath.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."
Wu Bo's joyful and slightly hoarse singing voice rang out in the huge castle.
He was wearing a neat dark blue suit, standing straight on purpose, and his sparse hair was waxed, making him look very stylish.
The decoration of the room has also changed. Fresh roses are hung on the wall lamps, there is a cluster of balloons in every corner of the dome, pink bows are tied on the chairs, and flower petals are sprinkled on the carpet.
I was stunned for a moment, and my brain went blank for a moment. I stared at the birthday cake with the Arabic number "18" on it in Uncle Wu's arms, and suddenly I remembered that today was my birthday.
I totally forgot about it...
"Moli, happy birthday to you, make a wish quickly." Uncle Wu smiled kindly, his eyes narrowed.
make a wish?
I have no idea what I want to wish for, and besides, I don’t have anything in particular.
Uncle Wu put the cake on the long mahogany table covered with a purple lace tablecloth, and pulled me to sit in front of the table filled with fruits and delicacies. He said with a smile, "I wanted to give you a surprise today. In fact, I heard you calling me a long time ago, but I just held back and didn't agree to you."
"Thank you, Uncle Wu." I could feel that he had put a lot of effort into my birthday. Every decoration in the castle was arranged by him personally. It was exquisite and not tacky.
I am very grateful to Uncle Wu, but the positive energy that rose up faded away in an instant.
I looked at the long table in front of me, at the sumptuous food on it, and then at Uncle Wu. There were only two of us in such a huge castle... I suddenly felt empty all around me, and my heart felt like it was being quickly swallowed up by something, and it felt chilly.
The smile on Uncle Wu's face was a joy that came from the bottom of his heart. He turned his hands behind his back to me, with an expression that showed he didn't want to reveal his surprise easily.
I knew he must be hiding a birthday present, so I said, "Don't hide it, what have you prepared for me this year?"
The smile on Uncle Wu's face became even more intense. He showed an indulgent expression that said "You're so smart" and mysteriously took the gift from behind and presented it to me.
"These are the high heels your mother sent you from abroad. She said that since you are over 18, you are an adult and can wear high heels." Uncle Wu pushed the gift in front of me excitedly and blinked his eyes. "Why don't you open it and take a look?"
My mood suddenly became mixed.
It has been 5 years, and my parents have never returned to China to see me...including gifts. Uncle Wu has always paid attention to my emotions and contacted my parents after knowing what I wanted, and asked them to prepare it for me.
But my parents never ask me: What birthday gift do you want?
Seeing that I was indifferent, Uncle Wu took out another gift and said with even greater surprise, "Your father knows that you like Beckham, so he specially sent you a signed Beckham jersey. Open it and take a look."
I like Beckham?
If I remember correctly, the gossip girl in our class would scream when she heard Beckham's name. She is the one who really likes Beckham.
When Uncle Wu saw that I didn’t react, the smile on his face gradually froze and a hint of difficulty appeared in his eyes.
I suddenly remembered that there was a football match on TV. Uncle Wu asked me why I suddenly wanted to watch the game. I casually said, "I want to see how handsome Beckham is." Uncle Wu may have taken it to heart because of what I said.
I don't know how much money my dad spent to get Beckham's autographed jersey, but to me, it means nothing.
Maybe my dad thought it was easier to spend money on a jersey than to chat with me on the phone, or maybe my parents were living a good life abroad and had forgotten that they had a daughter like me.
"Moli, are you feeling unwell today?" Uncle Wu looked at me with some concern.
I looked at Uncle Wu's knitted brows, stood up, picked up the two gifts, and said, "I'm fine, just a little tired, I want to rest early."
"Oh, but it's still early. You should eat something and then rest. Besides, today is your birthday, you should celebrate it." Uncle Wu pointed at the delicious food on the table and advised me with a smile.
I knew that if I didn't eat something, Uncle Wu would keep nagging me until I ate.
I walked quickly to the birthday cake, leaned over to blow out the candles, scooped a piece of cake with a spoon and put it into my mouth, then ate a few bites of fruit, then turned to Uncle Wu and said, "Is this all right?"
Uncle Wu still looked at me with a smile on his face, with a very relieved expression: "I'll prepare a midnight snack for you, you can eat it when you want."
"Then it's up to you." I shrugged indifferently and walked towards the bedroom with the gift in my arms. With every step I took, I felt uncomfortable. I always felt that the gift in my arms was so uncomfortable.
Birthdays are okay though, celebrating them is sad, it just reminds me how alone and unloved I am. It's boring.
With a "plop", I threw the two gifts into the trash can accurately. The impact sounded particularly harsh in the empty hall.
I looked at the gift box lying in the trash can without even opening its packaging, and I felt happy and sad.
"Moli..." Uncle Wu's hesitant voice sounded behind me.
I knew Uncle Wu must be feeling very uncomfortable, but I couldn't care less. I raised my feet and ran madly along the stairs towards the bedroom.
I closed my bedroom door, opened my laptop, and started playing the bubble popping game like crazy.
This game is boring, but it can kill time and especially help people forget negative emotions.
Unfortunately, my luck was extremely good and I could pass the levels just by randomly hitting the target. When I was so tired that my hands were cramping, I threw away the computer and ran to the bathroom to take a shower.
I'm so tired. Is it because I'm tired mentally or because I'm tired from playing games? I can't tell.
The bathroom was designed for me by the designer. The bathtub is made of marble tiles, and there is a DVD player next to it, so I can listen to music while taking a bath. The bathroom window is large, so I can lean against the window to look at the moon, which I prefer to do when I am in a bad mood.
I immersed myself in the hot water, gradually stretched out my limbs, felt the hot water soaking every inch of my skin, and my mood gradually relaxed.
There was a lot of hot steam in the bathroom. I took my hands out of the water, raised them above my head, and gently played with the hot steam that was spreading everywhere.
These hands are white, delicate, slender and beautiful.
The Creator has been very kind to me. I have a healthy body, a good family background, stunning looks, outstanding academic performance, and a social circle full of people. Although my parents don't come back to see me often, they will do everything they can to satisfy me for whatever I want.
With such a superior living environment, what on earth could I be dissatisfied with?
Why does my heart feel so empty that I can’t even find someone to get angry at?
How boring!
I turned over in the pool, and my black hair, wet by the water, slid down my shoulders, looking dark and shiny against my porcelain-like skin.
I found a wig, gathered all my hair up, and splashed the water with my hands out of boredom.
"Qian Moli." A mocking voice suddenly came from the bathroom.
"Who?" I quickly stopped splashing water and focused on capturing the movements in the bathroom.
I opened my eyes wide and looked around through the white mist, but there was no one else in the huge bathroom.
I slowly closed my eyes and my tense emotions gradually relaxed. Maybe I was hallucinating just now.
"Happy birthday." The strange voice sounded again , with a big smile.
I was so shocked that my whole body trembled. This time I was sure I heard it clearly and it was definitely not an auditory hallucination.
"I didn't expect you would be disappointed."
Accompanied by a faint teasing voice, a human figure gradually emerged in the white mist in front of the windowsill.
"Ah——" I was so scared that my hair almost stood up. But I was naked at that moment and didn't dare to jump out of the bathroom. Besides, my bathroom was very soundproof, so Uncle Wu definitely couldn't hear me, and he wouldn't take the initiative to find me while I was taking a bath.
"Ms. Moli, you are not ladylike like this." The shadow on the windowsill gradually became clear. The boy's long silver hair cascaded down the windowsill like a waterfall. His two bright eyes blinked seductively, one blue and the other green. His pink lips were very thin, and his chin was surprisingly beautiful, as if coated with a layer of silver light. He was wearing a navy blue robe that flowed like clouds and water, and he felt like he came out of the TV.
"How did you get in?" I shrank back into the bathtub, staring at him warily, and fumbled for my phone with my other hand, ready to call the police. But after searching for a long time, I remembered that I was in such a hurry to take a bath that I left my phone in the bedroom.
"How did you get in?" There was a trace of confusion in his eyes and he repeated my words.
The defense system of Moli Castle is very strong. It is impossible for ordinary people to come in casually. Who is he? Judging from his appearance, is he a movie actor? Or someone who ran away from a mental hospital? But for some reason, I feel that he looks familiar, as if I have seen him somewhere before.
"Get out!" I mustered up my courage and pointed at the bathroom door and asked him to go out.
"Don't be so mean. Today you gave me roses, chocolates, and a piece of paper. The chocolate tastes delicious." He moved down from the windowsill and looked at me with a smile. His silver hair seemed to be blown by the wind and spread out with his movements.
My mind went blank for a moment, and I immediately remembered the beggar I met after school today, who almost kissed me. I was immediately furious, and I grabbed the DVD player next to me, threw it , and yelled, "Pervert!"
He saw something flying towards him, and he lightly tapped the ground with his feet, and his whole body flew towards the roof.
I stared at him in amazement. How could he fly?
The poor DVD player hit the marble wall and bounced back to the ground in a pile of fragments.
"Qian Moli, you can't attack me." The silver-haired boy had a smug smile on his face. He turned around, revealing a pair of silver wings on his back that kept fluttering. He gracefully descended from the air to the ground, with the smirk on his face unchanged. "Don't be too surprised. I'm an apprentice bad luck god. I came to visit you this time to absorb the happy energy from you and help the human world restore the energy balance. You can call me Sora."
I couldn't understand the nonsense he was saying. I was just thinking about how to get rid of him: "I don't care what you do, but you are not welcome here, please get out!"
"No, if I don't complete the task, I won't be able to return to the God Realm, so please cooperate with me, Miss Moli." The silver-haired boy shook his head, stared at me, and walked towards the bathhouse.
I lay in the bathtub but didn't dare to move, fearing that I would accidentally expose myself. Suddenly I remembered that after he touched me before, I felt like I was under a spell and couldn't move. I quickly reached out to stop him and shouted, "If you are really a god, you should know basic etiquette. You are taking advantage of me now by asking me to cooperate with you!"
"But I don't want to stay here for a moment, so you have to bear with it. Anyway, I have already seen you naked before." The silver-haired boy hesitated and explained.
Ahh ...
The blood circulation in my body suddenly accelerated, and all the blood rushed to my face, burning so hot that it was almost enough to boil an egg.
"Your face is so red." The silver-haired boy frowned and stared at me, reminding me.
I was so angry that I almost exploded. How could he be so shameless that he peeped at me without my knowledge and dared to stand in front of me so blatantly? It was so abominable.
Seeing him approaching me, I tensed up and stretched my arms across my chest, asking in an urgent tone, "How do you want me to cooperate with you?"
"It's actually very simple. It's just giving you a kiss." The silver-haired boy said with a smile.
Who wants to be kissed by you...
But in order to save myself, I had to find a way to delay time: "Where's your brother?"
"Brother, are you talking about Ke Teng? He is an apprentice bad luck god who is less than a hundred years old and is specifically responsible for assisting me in my work. Don't worry, he is very healthy. He pretended to be sick this afternoon just to get your attention. You will have a chance to meet him in the future." The silver-haired boy explained.
Who wants to see your brother? Who wants to see you bunch of psychopaths and unlucky gods? Who wants to be unlucky?
"Okay, actually it's not difficult to cooperate with you, but I prefer to put on my clothes before cooperating with you. How about you go out for a while and let me change clothes?" I asked him tentatively when I saw that he was still able to communicate.
"Miss Moli, do you want to escape?" The silver-haired boy suddenly leaned over and looked down at me. His charming eyes met mine, as if he could see through people's hearts. I trembled all over! A few strands of silver hair slipped into the pool and fell on my shoulders, which made me feel itchy and awkward.
"I didn't say I was going to run away..."
Before I could finish my words, he suddenly shifted his gaze to my head and reached out to take off the shower cap on my head. All my wet hair fell down, soaked into the bathtub, and spread out in the water.
"What are you doing?" I had a strong feeling of being violated by a pervert and reached out to push him away.
But before I touched him, he suddenly poked me on the forehead. Then, my body immediately became paralyzed and I couldn't even speak. I just opened my eyes wide and looked at him nervously and fearfully.
"I put a band-aid on you so you won't move around." The silver-haired boy looked at me proudly and reached out to touch my wet head. "It turns out that human hair can be so beautiful."
Despicable, shameless, obscene - I shouted all the curse words in my heart, and vented all the dissatisfaction in my heart through a pair of angry eyes. No wonder I couldn't move after school in the afternoon, it turned out that he secretly cast a spell on me, what a bastard!
Now I can't move at all. I am absolutely at the mercy of others.
"Be good." The silver-haired boy winked at me, pursed his lips, closed his eyes, and moved closer to my face.
My heart was pounding as I watched him approach me so brazenly that I wanted to die.
With a "bang", the bath lamp above his head suddenly fell down and hit the silver-haired boy on the head. The silver-haired boy didn't even have time to scream before his head fell into the bathtub along with the bath lamp, and bubbles gurgled out of the bathtub.
The bathroom immediately fell into darkness and the villa's alarm system sounded.
I sat in the dark, feeling an itch on my calves, and my heart began to crawl when I thought of the silver-haired boy’s head submerged in the bathtub.
"Ms. Moli, Miss Moli, are you okay?" Uncle Wu knocked hard on the door and asked me nervously.
But I couldn't speak and was sweating with anxiety.
"Hurry up and tell the people outside that you're okay." A wet hand touched my forehead, and I was able to move instantly.
I took advantage of the darkness and jumped out of the bathtub. I grabbed the towel and wrapped myself in it. I ran to the door and opened it. I said to Uncle Wu at the door anxiously and fearfully, "There's a pervert in the bathroom. Uncle Wu, go check it out."
When Uncle Wu heard this, he hurriedly took out a flashlight to look for it. I ran to my bedroom, changed my clothes quickly, and sat on the bed to calm myself down for a long time before running back to find Uncle Wu.
"Uncle Wu, have you seen that pervert?" I asked anxiously and panickily.
Uncle Wu turned on the backup light in the bathroom. He frowned at me and asked in surprise, "Moli, are you okay? The bathroom light suddenly fell down. Did you get hurt?"
I glanced at the bath light in the pool, but I didn't see the silver-haired boy. Recalling everything that had just happened, it was like a dream. I hurriedly grabbed Wu Bo's hand to confirm: "Did you hear any noise when you came here? Did you see a boy with silver hair and wearing a navy blue robe?"
Wu Bo's brows furrowed even more. He walked to the windowsill and checked the window carefully, then turned back and asked tentatively, "The window is locked well, no one should have come in. Moli, how can anyone look like what you said? Did you see it wrong?"
I stared at the bath light in the water. What happened just now was absolutely true. That person had wings and his eyes were different from those of ordinary people. Could he really be a god? If he was a god, he would not have used ordinary methods to enter and exit. Uncle Wu would certainly not have discovered him. Telling Uncle Wu about this now would only increase his worries.
"Moli, are you sick?" Uncle Wu saw that I was worried and reached out to touch my forehead.
"Uncle Wu, it's okay. Just ask someone to fix the bathroom light. I was just joking." I gave Uncle Wu a dry laugh and turned back to my bedroom.
"Moli, I made you some midnight snack. Let me bring it to you." Uncle Wu was still worried and followed me to ask.
"No thanks." I immediately rejected him, my mind was full of the silver-haired boy who suddenly appeared. He was elusive and I couldn't deal with him at all.
What should I do if he continues to cause trouble for me?