Angel is a little bad

Chapter 643 Thank You For Your Kindness
Pu Ke tremblingly took the note and opened it tremblingly. His hands were shaking so badly, and his eyes were so red.She was really worried whether he, who was so weak, could bear it.Thinking of his reaction after reading those words clearly, she couldn't bear to say: "Look slowly, I'll go outside. I suggest you, it's best not to read the parts that have nothing to do with you, reading... will only hurt you more."

She went out and closed the door of the dormitory.

There was no one in the corridor, and it was very quiet. She stared blankly at the figure of a student passing by downstairs, feeling a little heavy in her heart.When all this is exposed, what will happen in the end?She suddenly hated it, hated that she would pick up such a diary, hated that she would see such sensitive and dark contents at a glance, would she also become dark when she came into contact with dark things?
There was no movement in the dormitory behind him, as if there was no one there at all. What kind of psychology and reaction is he now?If, if I didn't encounter such a thing, how good it would be...

One minute and one second passed so heavy and sad. In that diary, there was not much content about Park Ke. Under normal circumstances, one could read it in 10 minutes.But right now, it's definitely not normal.

Yun Nu waited for nearly an hour, and it seemed that school was about to end.She asked for leave to find Park Ke.Such a thing, no matter what, is not suitable for others to know.It's cruel to expose the scars to the sun.

There was a soft sound of pulling the door open behind him-has he finally come out?

Yun Nu took a deep breath, turned around, and was suddenly startled.Park Ke was already standing behind her, not even breathing, only a pair of wide-open, blood-red eyes were staring at her—they were so terrifying, they didn't even look like human eyes.

She was so startled that she couldn't speak for a while.

Park Ke held the diary in his thin and pale hand. The diary seemed to weigh a thousand tons in his hand. His hand seemed unable to bear the weight and shook very badly. The diary seemed to fall off at any time.

"Take... take...don't...don't...don't..." He obviously exhausted all his strength, but he couldn't say a word for a long time. His voice was as low as a grain of sand at the bottom of a lake. Even the strong wind could not stir it up to the surface of the lake.

(End of this chapter)