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

The scene continues to move forward.

That day, during physical education class.

Xu Wuning's menstrual cycle is quite regular, so she took the day off as usual and sat to the side.

While her classmates were training, she drank some brown sugar water and asked Su Wanyue and Xie Yu what they wanted to do later, offering to fetch it from the equipment room for them.

There were enough equipment, calculated based on the number of students in the class. Each student's desired activity for the lesson was recorded in advance on a form, and the class representative prepared everything before class.

However, Su Wanyue and Xie Yu would get tired of what they were playing with, so they would always change it.

After Su Wanyue answered, Xu Wuning stood up and clapped her hands: "Okay, wait for me to come back."

After saying that, she turned and walked towards the equipment room.

At that time, Lu Jingci was standing next to the horizontal bar at the other end of the playground, holding a volleyball in his hand, but he wasn't actually practicing.

His gaze kept inadvertently falling on Xu Wuning's direction. Watching her clutch her stomach, he clenched the volleyball in his hand.

Then he saw her stand up, say something to Su Wanyue and Xie Yu, and then leave.

Equipment room.

She must have gone to the equipment room.

Su Wanyue and Xie Yu are really something. Can't they play something for a whole class period? Why do they have to switch things in the middle?

Lu Jingci's heart skipped a beat.

He suddenly remembered that last month, when Xu Wuning was on her period, he saw her sway inexplicably while walking in the corridor. Her lips were very pale, and she had to hold onto the wall to avoid falling.

Today she went to the equipment room again. The equipment room has no windows, poor ventilation, and is stuffy and dark.

She seems to be very weak during her period these past two months and is prone to low blood sugar. What if she gets dizzy and falls down after squatting in there for a long time?

What if I can't make a sound and no one notices?

Lu Jingci waited for a minute.

Two minutes.

five minutes.

He tossed the volleyball to the classmate next to him, his palms sweaty.

It's been ten minutes or so, and she still hasn't come back.

Lu Jingci felt his hands and feet were ice cold, his blood was not circulating properly, and his whole body was trembling violently.

Could something really have gone wrong?

He dropped the ball, turned around, and rushed towards the equipment room.

A classmate called out from behind, "Class monitor, where are you going?"

Lu Jingci didn't even turn his head: "I'll go get your rackets."

He spoke steadily, but only he knew that his voice was trembling and his knees were weak when he ran, yet he still ran as hard as he could.

They're running faster and faster.

A classmate passing by turned around and stared wide-eyed: "Holy crap, someone flew by alone? Male or female?"

"He's a guy, right? Why is he running so fast?"

Lu Jingci couldn't hear anything; only one thought occupied his mind.

Ningning, please don't let anything happen to you.

Ningning, please don't faint inside.

Ningning, wait for me, I'll be right there.

A few minutes later.

The door to the equipment room was ajar.

Lu Jingci rushed in and pushed hard, the door slamming against the wall with a loud bang.

"Ningning!" he called out, his voice trembling at the end, "Are you there?"

The equipment room was dimly lit. Lu Jingci looked around but didn't see anyone, which put his mind at ease.

Is she not here? This means she may have already gone back.

But then his heart jumped again. Why hadn't she returned to the playground for so long?

With so many shelves in the room, did she collapse in a corner?

Lu Jingci's face turned even paler.

He realized that in his anxiety he had accidentally called her "Ningning," and Ningning, who always disliked him, would definitely be unhappy to hear that.

So he lowered his voice, his tone cautious and ingratiating, as if afraid of startling something:

"Xu Wuning, it's like this, are you feeling unwell during your period? I'm the class monitor, and it's my duty to care for my classmates, so I came to help you get some things..."

The room was cluttered and complicated, and he walked in as he spoke, his eyes searching in the dim light.

Several badminton shuttlecock tubes and jump ropes were scattered on the ground, and a few gymnastics mats were piled up in the corner.

Then his foot stepped on something.

He glanced down and saw a bright blue bow hair clip; it was her hair clip.

He remembered clearly that yesterday, when she was doing her homework with her head down, the bow in her hair was swaying back and forth, so much so that he couldn't concentrate on his book for the entire self-study period.

My hair clip fell here.

She did come.

Lu Jingci bent down, picked up the hair clip, and clenched it in his palm.

He looked around. Where was she? Had she already left?

Has she already gone back, but he just didn't see her?

As he was thinking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the row of shelves against the wall moving.

He asked softly, "Xu Wuning, are you on the shelf?"

Lu Jingci walked step by step toward the swaying frame, wanting to see if she was in the area.

As he searched carefully, a faint scraping sound came from above, as if something had come loose up high up.

Lu Jingci suddenly looked up, his pupils contracting violently. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

In an instant, several shot puts fell heavily to the ground.

One of them hit his arm with a dull thud.

A sharp pain swept over his entire body, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back. The clear sound of bones cracking mingled with his suppressed groans.

Lu Jingci's vision went black for a moment.

He was thrown to one side by the impact, his knees hit the ground, and he curled up and fell to the ground.

The frame was still wobbling, and the remaining shot puts were also teetering on the edge, but they didn't fall down.

When Lu Jingci fell to the ground, his left arm was completely immobile.

The excruciating pain made it hard for him to breathe, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Even so.

He still propped himself up on his elbows, his right arm on the ground, little by little.

He was still searching on the ground.

He lay on the ground, his gaze sweeping across the dim light inch by inch.

He looked behind the shelf, next to the gymnastics mat, and to the left of the pile of rackets in the corner.

He was trembling all over from the pain, cold sweat dripping from his forehead into his eyes, stinging his vision, but he still kept searching.

He needed to make sure Ningning wasn't there.

If she's not there, then everything's fine. It means she's gone, he just didn't run into her, or maybe she took a different path.

But then he remembered: the timing didn't match up. Even if she took another path, it shouldn't have taken that long.

However, there are many students on the road, so even if she faints due to low blood sugar, she will be rescued.

What if she were still here, and he didn't see her faint somewhere in the equipment room?

Lu Jingci crawled forward two steps, his right arm burning from being rubbed against the ground, his knees aching, and his arm aching too.

But he gritted his teeth and searched every inch of the shadows.

nobody.

She's not here.

She's fine.

The moment this thought came to him, he felt all his strength drain away, and he gasped for breath on the ground, his forehead pressed against the cold floor.

He closed his eyes, still clutching the hair clip in his right hand.

Ningning is gone, that's good.

Fortunately, the shot put fell relatively late, and it hit him instead of her.

He lay there awkwardly, sweating profusely, his left arm hanging limply at his side, numb with pain, his fingers twitching involuntarily.

He tried to laugh, his lips twitched, but as he moved his facial muscles, tears fell first.

I don't know if it's from the pain, or something else...

Ningning dislikes him. He has to say that he got injured while going to the equipment room to get his racket. He can't tell her that he came to see her, otherwise, she'll hate him even more.

It's okay, as long as Ningning is alright, that's all that matters.

He kept smiling, but he was trembling all over from the pain, and large, hot tears streamed down his cheeks...