Forced Love: The Villainous Female Supporting Character is Kissed and Cried by the Yandere Villain

The Chinese teacher hesitated for a moment, just about to tell her.

But the math teacher patted her on the shoulder and answered first, "It's Wu Ning. Jing Ci is fine, she just had a stomachache from eating some ice cream. She'll be back in a couple of days after resting. Don't worry, go back to class."

Looking back now, these teachers probably didn't tell the truth because they were afraid of causing panic among the students.

Lu Jingci must have been in a car accident at the time.

Today, Lu Jingci almost got into a car accident while trying to buy her ice cream! What about back then?

Did Lu Jingci get into a car accident back then while buying himself ice cream?

Suddenly.

Xu Wuning felt a headache coming on, so she covered her head and squatted down.

Beside her, Lu Jingci asked worriedly, "Ningning, what's wrong, Ningning..."

Xu Wu Ning held her head in her hands, Lu Jing Ci's voice gradually fading from her ears, and all the surrounding scenery was dissipating.

Then--

In a vast expanse of white fog.

The screen appeared.

It was as if someone had unrolled a roll of yellowed film in front of her, and those things that had happened but had been buried were now surfacing frame by frame, truly and vividly presented before her.

This is a memory scene that this little world deliberately showed her.

It is the complete past, including Lu Jingci's perspective.

This is the truth of what happened on that day.

In my memory, this day was more than a decade ago.

Because Xu Zhenghong works overtime every day and came home very late last night, she was worried about his health and felt that he didn't care about her enough, so she had a fight with him this morning.

She was even more distracted during today's math class test, so she did very poorly, the worst she has ever done.

After school, she saw Lu Jingci at the school gate.

This guy not only stole her first place in the entrance exam, but he's also a persistent nuisance; she runs into him wherever she goes.

When Lu Jingci saw her, he lowered his head in self-consciousness, his shoulders visibly tense, and his fingertips twirled the hem of his school uniform.

He seemed to have mustered up a lot of courage as he walked towards her.

He stopped when he was two steps away from her, not daring to go any further.

His lips trembled, and his cautious voice was so low it was almost inaudible, "Are you unhappy?"

"I'm the class monitor. If you're unhappy about anything, you can tell me. Don't be sad..."

As he said this, his right hand gripped the strap of his backpack tightly, his fingers turning white from the effort.

Xu Wuning ignored him, glaring at him. "You little green tea saint, didn't I tell you? I hate you. Don't you understand, stay away from me for the next three years."

Lu Jingci's eyelashes trembled violently.

Xu Wuning took a step closer. "Did you see that I did poorly on my math test and come here to laugh at me, just to show off that you were number one?"

Lu Jingci kept shaking his head, his voice hoarse, "I'm not, I didn't..."

"I just... I saw you come out of the classroom and you seemed a little unhappy."

"If you want to be number one, I don't have to be number one next time. I can let you..."

Xu Wuning, always proud, clenched her fists upon hearing this. "Give way what? I got first place, do I need someone to give way to me?"

Realizing he had said the wrong thing, Lu Jingci's hand, hanging by his side, trembled. "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. I was just too nervous. You can get first place on your own."

Xu Wuning clenched her fists even tighter.

If someone else had said these words, she would have thought it was comforting, but when the number one person came up to her and said these words, she only felt it was a provocation.

"You little green tea b*tch, what's the point of always looking so pitiful and apologizing with your head down?"

"What I hate most are scheming women, and what I hate second most are hypocritical saints. Coincidentally, you fit both of those descriptions."

"Don't provoke me."

She bumped into his shoulder, walked past him without looking back.

"Get out of the way! You won't be number one next time! I'll definitely take your place. Don't block my way, I'm going home."

Xu Wuning ran away.

She saw the Maybach parked at the door, but did not get in.

Instead, she ran to an empty alley next to the school gate, and after looking around and finding no one there, she squatted down and cried.

Today was so sad. I not only argued with my dad, but I also did so badly on my math test for the first time in my life.

I really want to cry.

Anyway, no one knows she's crying here, and no one can see her.

So there's nothing shameful about it.

She squatted there, tears streaming down her face.

"That wretched old man Xu, working overtime every day, he'll ruin his health..."

"Damn math test, I did so badly."

"That wretched little saintly father of mine stole first place from me in the entrance exam."

"They're all awful..."

Unbeknownst to her, Lu Jingci had been silently following her all the way, keeping watch from a distance, and saw her hiding in an alleyway, crying.

Seeing her tears, the boy stood there helplessly, wanting to go up and comfort her, but after taking two steps, he pulled his foot back and dared not go forward again.

He lowered his eyes, his eyelids trembled even more violently, and his knuckles under his sleeves kept shaking.

She hates him.

She didn't want to see him.

He went; she'll be even more heartbroken.

The boy sniffed, and tears streamed down his face.

What should I do?

Just when the boy was feeling most helpless, he suddenly remembered that there was an ice cream shop next to the school, and his eyes lit up.

The ice cream at this shop is colorful. He overheard Ningning telling Su Wanyue yesterday that she loves this shop's ice cream.

If I buy that ice cream for Ningning, she'll be happy, right?

Most definitely.

With heartfelt sincerity, the boy ran over without hesitation.

Ten minutes later.

The boy held the ice cream in his hand, afraid it would melt, so he ran very fast towards the alley near the school gate, wanting to coax Xu Wuning.

He checked his clothes and found they were clean, unlike when he was a child. They were no longer tattered and dirty, which would make people dislike him.

His eyes crinkled into a smile as he ran over.

We need to run faster, otherwise the ice cream will melt and Ningning will be unhappy.

Sudden--

On the road, the screeching sound of brakes could be heard as a black car sped by, moving at an absurdly high speed.

The boy's body was thrown forward and fell heavily to the ground.

Blood was gushing from his head, and the ice cream in his hand fell onto the road, rolled a few times, cracked, and spilled out the colorful cream.

There were screams around him, and he heard hurried footsteps running towards him.

"Call 120 quickly! There's so much blood! There's been a car accident..."

The sounds seemed very far away when they reached his ears, and he didn't look at the people running towards him.

The more blood flowed, the more it increased.

He stretched out his trembling hand, forcing himself to crawl forward inch by inch. The rough cement ground grazed his palm, scraping his skin and leaving streaks of blood.

He wanted to pick up the ice cream that had fallen to the ground not far away.

Blood gushed out, its dark red color mingling with the melted ice cream.

at last.

The boy reached out, his fingertips touching the edge of the broken cone. He had lost too much blood, and his fingers were trembling so badly that he could barely hold onto the half of the cone, but he still managed to grasp it.

The boy, tears streaming down his face, kept murmuring:

"Ningning, don't be sad, don't cry..."

"I bought ice cream... Ningning, you have to be happy after eating ice cream, okay...?"

The ground was covered in pools of blood that stretched as far as the eye could see.

"The ice cream fell. It was my clumsy mistake. I'm so sorry... Ningning."

"sorry……"

He looked towards the alleyway in the distance, his consciousness fading, and he slowly closed his tearful eyes. His voice was intermittent, very soft, and it broke apart in the wind...