Evil Charm Transfer Student: The Promise of Pulling the School Grass

Chapter 94
She closed herself in a separate world, and no one would walk into this world.

In fact, when I was a child, my mother wanted me to be called Ji Mo, but my father frowned and disagreed, saying what kind of name it was, and it made me unhappy when I heard it. It’s better for a girl to choose a name that makes people feel distressed, so give me Named Ji Ni.

Everyone usually calls me Nini, only my mother calls me Xiaomo.

She just likes this name, maybe she is destined to be lonely in this life.

After I left home at the age of 14, I changed my name to An Xiaomo, which can be regarded as a commemoration of my mother.

And the most important reason is that I don't want to have anything to do with the family named Ji. This surname makes me feel shameful.

The red lotus in front of me was still spreading in large areas, and the pirate ship was shaking higher and higher, almost turning over. My stomach was violently tumbling, and I almost fainted.

This feeling is really uncomfortable.

I stretched out my hand to hold on to the guardrail, closed my eyes, and bent down slightly to protect myself. I am going to die of pain now, and those memories that I don’t want to think about make me panic for a while.

At this moment, Ling Anzhi beside me finally realized that something was wrong with me. He stretched out his hand to support me, and his worried words blew past my ears like a gust of wind: "Xiaomo, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling bad?"

I nodded weakly, and said in a low voice, "Yes, I feel bad, I'm going to die of pain."

Ling Anzhi stretched out his hand and pulled me into his arms, then shouted loudly: "Stop, stop quickly!"

"Stop it quickly, don't you hear? It's going to kill someone!"

When he yelled, the staff below had no choice but to stop the pirate ship. Then, the pirate ship slowed down slowly, shaking and shaking to a stop.

After getting off the boat, I squatted on the ground and vomited desperately. My stomach was broken and tears and snot flowed down my nose.

Ling Anzhi stood behind me without any distaste, patted my back lightly, and comforted me softly: "Xiaomo, it will make you feel better if you spit it out. I'm sorry, I shouldn't take you to play this kind of game."

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I've been a little busy recently, the update will be unstable, sorry.

(End of this chapter)