Chapter 1.2
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In the past, Ruan Qingmu died tragically in the spring. Grass grew long, orioles flew, and flowers bloomed everywhere. His blood dyed the entire peach blossom tree, soaking into the peach blossom tree’s trunk and branches.
But in a blink, he arrived at this inexplicable strange world. On this side, it was early summer, with ripened green plums, and the remnants of spring flowers.
And he changed from the infamous young master of the Demonic Sect, Ruan Qingmu, into a youth in senior year of high school with the same surname, given name, age, and appearance.
He had woken up in the intensive care unit. The previous host’s heart had stopped beating, while his brain suffered heavy damages.
Later, after inexplicably getting better, nobody noticed that the soul inside this body had died and changed into another one.
The memories of the previous host were all present. After entering for the whole summer vacation, it didn’t seem too difficult to accept.
But every time during the night, he would still dream about the past life. Dreamt about those after-death days when his soul drifted around, and also about the appearance of that person soaked all over in blood and collapsing in grief.
He couldn’t understand.
That person who had a bright future and long-term reputation, Qin-shaoxia, obviously took him as an enemy. Both of them fought each other with their lives. The number of times they opposed each other wasn’t only once or twice – but when he died, he chased after the murderer and avenged him. In the end, what was actually going on?
Even if that person really believed he was innocent or he discovered those people had distorted the truth, reversing right and wrong; surely he knew how to think about the long run and plan slowly?
But, he insisted on killing those few people in front of the whole world. Finally, his blood dropped on the yellow sand, exhausted his strength, and died.
At the last moment, he had gathered his last breath to pierce the heart and also chop off both legs of the second young master of Suzhong Tang Sect.
Although he didn’t want to be sentimental, Ruan Qingmu still felt that this person’s heavy actions toward the second young master of the Tang Sect were eight or nine times out of ten for him.
Because the moment he died, he had previously suffered from Tang Sect’s poison. Both of his knees had also been forcibly broken by the Tang Sect’s people.
Even if he didn’t groan until his death, at that time, it really felt fucking hurt, ah.
The one sentence from numerous years before, “If it is real, I will repay you with justice,” couldn’t even be counted as a vow. It was as light as a feather, like the occasional words that everyone from those prestigious righteous sects would say. Was it really worth it to give your own life?
At this point, he couldn’t manage to understand even to his death.
—
Class monitor Tang Tiantian looked at his lost and blank expression.
Obviously, they had been classmates for a year, but her impression of this last row’s Ruan Qingmu wasn’t deep at all.
He was gloomy and lonely, with grades last in rank, and didn’t have any friends.
His hair was always a little long, frequently covering his eyes and face.
She faintly felt that he looked handsome but, in the end, such cowardly and introverted persons were unwelcome everywhere. It seemed that not many people noticed him.
The boy’s pair of eyes which carried a hint of teary redness instantaneously changed to a sober and keen look.
Who knew if it had been reflecting fragments of the blazing sun, but the sharp light inside that pair of pupils dispersed quickly.
The boy lazily straightened his waist, the snowy-white and slender wrist stretched out and took the offered form. “Thank you, class monitor.”
Little class monitor, “…”
Near the end of the last semester, Ruan Qingmu had gotten into a car crash. It was said that it was very severe. He entered the hospital’s emergency department, and his shins were also broken.
The representative from their class committee had specially gone to visit him once, but at that time Ruan Qingmu was still unconscious so he couldn’t speak.
Why did it seem as if something was not right as soon as school started?
His speech was languid and conscious, and he didn’t have the previous ‘just agree and obey’ style.
“By the way, have your legs healed already?” She cautiously asked.
Ruan Qingmu took a look at the little class monitor, and then at the crutches beside his legs. “The cast has been removed, so it’s alright. I just have to be careful to move around less and it will be fine in a few days.”
Little class monitor asked with kind intentions.,“Then, do you know how to fill this form?”
Ruan Qingmu regained his spirit and lightly teased, “Don’t know, ah.”
Little class monitor distractedly realized that Ruan Qingmu’s eyes were actually a pair of quintessential peach blossom eyes.
Even if he didn’t smile, the outer corners of his eyes were slightly upturned, and the inner double eyelids gave off an inadvertent amorousness; but it was also irreverent.
She blushed. “It is just the new trial curriculum system for this semester. There are three types of class placements for liberal arts and science. We can choose ourselves first and decide what kind of classes to go to. Afterward, the teacher will sum up the registration’s circumstances, then unify the arrangements.”
“Oh, when should I submit it?”
“In the afternoon before the classes end.” Little class monitor said, “In a moment, the class teacher will still come to explain it.”
—
They were speaking in a low voice in the back, while the boys in the front were still buzzing with activity.
A girl turned her head around. “Student Bai, is there Class 1 Qin Yuan’s homework ah.”
Bai Jing hesitated for a while. “Wait for me to ask around.”
He turned back and said inside the second high school year’s big group chat: “Looking to buy the Honors Class’ Boss6 Qin’s homework at a high price. The price can be negotiated. Interested ones can come to knock privately.”
This big group was created by Bai Jing, not only did it span across classes but also permitted anonymity. It was specially made to scout information and spread gossip. It could make up to 999+ messages at any time.
The originally lively group chat suddenly became quiet. It even had a little indescribable coldness.
Someone, covered with anonymity, faintly said a sentence: “Boss Qin’s homework…had someone copied it before?”
“I had never seen it before, and I’m from Honors Class 1.”
“Let alone allowing others to copy homework, he also never passes on answers during exams.”
“I heard it before.”
“+1.”
“+10086…”
All of a sudden, someone anonymously sent a sneering expression: “Yeah, what’s so fucking awesome, is the first place so amazing? Doesn’t let others copy homework, doesn’t pass on answers in exams, what kind of iceberg Boss role is this.”
After pausing, he added another sentence: “If he was in our class, he would be beaten to death already.”
The atmosphere inside the group suddenly dropped, and there was a period of silence.
Shortly after the silence, one message suddenly came out.
It was typed out word by word: “If the first rank isn’t amazing, then what is amazing?”
Looking at this sender’s cute Barbie doll avatar, many people have recognized who this was.
This was the literature and art representative of Honors Class 1, ah?
Soon, the girl speaking changed her nickname to “Class 1 – Liu Lianyi”: “No need for the nickname anymore, this is my real name.”
Soon, some people continued to send out: “No need to use nicknames, use real names.”
As if they reached some kind of unanimous agreement, a large string of messages suddenly appeared fiercely, uniformly, all with the username of “Class 1 – xxx”.
“Please be aware that our class doesn’t like to copy homework and answers. Being a thief yourself but still unable to look at honest people, haha.”
“When was it that you didn’t help others to cheat but still had to be beaten to death? Do you maybe take pride in cheating?”
“As I am from Class 1, I have asked the classmates at my side. Everyone expressed that they didn’t want to kill our class monitor, only wanted to kill the one saying ridiculous talk.”
That anonymous, who wasn’t known from which class, was also fired up as he had been chased and scolded by a group of girls: “Won’t talk with you bunch of rotten face-licking girls, what retards!”
The crowd of onlookers sucked in a cold breath and they were trembling with fear. Suddenly, a string of messages carrying countless exclamation marks popped out.
Class 1 sports representative – Fu Songhua: “Who is this ah? Who the fuck slandered our class monitor? Who’s ridiculing the girls in our class?? Damn!! All the boys and girls in our class admire Boss Qin, what is the damn relationship with face-licking? Am I not handsome enough myself?”
After he magnificently praised his handsomeness, he aggressively scolded: “A fucking anonymous vile person who hides his head and tail with a peculiar fear, do you not have balls? If you have guts don’t be anonymous, come out to fight ah!!!”
The onlookers: “…”
Crap! Class 1 boys have also taken part, what is the meaning of this ah?
Inside Class 9, the onlookers’ boys clicked their tongues in admiration. “Is Boss Qin so awesome? Their class’s sports representative looks like a general, but still protects him like this?”
Bai Jing mysteriously lowered his voice, “I can answer this question, I’ll tell you guys. Qin Yuan, he –”
On his back, the languid-looking Ruan Qingmu has suddenly lifted his head.
Qin Yuan? …
The yellow sand and bloody scenery inside his short but chaotic dream during the nap just now had come up again.
An indescribable acute pain happened suddenly as if he was stabbed in the bottom of his heart. It was fierce and unerring as if he was poisoned.
Fuck, who ah, they also dare to call out this name.
He examined the back of Bai Jing’s neck in front of him and his gaze became a little cold.
Footnote:
6 大佬 (dàlǎo): someone with the eldest brother or big brother role, someone that’s highly respected or admired by others. In other contexts , it can also be used to address the leader or boss.
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In the past, Ruan Qingmu died tragically in the spring. Grass grew long, orioles flew, and flowers bloomed everywhere. His blood dyed the entire peach blossom tree, soaking into the peach blossom tree’s trunk and branches.
But in a blink, he arrived at this inexplicable strange world. On this side, it was early summer, with ripened green plums, and the remnants of spring flowers.
And he changed from the infamous young master of the Demonic Sect, Ruan Qingmu, into a youth in senior year of high school with the same surname, given name, age, and appearance.
He had woken up in the intensive care unit. The previous host’s heart had stopped beating, while his brain suffered heavy damages.
Later, after inexplicably getting better, nobody noticed that the soul inside this body had died and changed into another one.
The memories of the previous host were all present. After entering for the whole summer vacation, it didn’t seem too difficult to accept.
But every time during the night, he would still dream about the past life. Dreamt about those after-death days when his soul drifted around, and also about the appearance of that person soaked all over in blood and collapsing in grief.
He couldn’t understand.
That person who had a bright future and long-term reputation, Qin-shaoxia, obviously took him as an enemy. Both of them fought each other with their lives. The number of times they opposed each other wasn’t only once or twice – but when he died, he chased after the murderer and avenged him. In the end, what was actually going on?
Even if that person really believed he was innocent or he discovered those people had distorted the truth, reversing right and wrong; surely he knew how to think about the long run and plan slowly?
But, he insisted on killing those few people in front of the whole world. Finally, his blood dropped on the yellow sand, exhausted his strength, and died.
At the last moment, he had gathered his last breath to pierce the heart and also chop off both legs of the second young master of Suzhong Tang Sect.
Although he didn’t want to be sentimental, Ruan Qingmu still felt that this person’s heavy actions toward the second young master of the Tang Sect were eight or nine times out of ten for him.
Because the moment he died, he had previously suffered from Tang Sect’s poison. Both of his knees had also been forcibly broken by the Tang Sect’s people.
Even if he didn’t groan until his death, at that time, it really felt fucking hurt, ah.
The one sentence from numerous years before, “If it is real, I will repay you with justice,” couldn’t even be counted as a vow. It was as light as a feather, like the occasional words that everyone from those prestigious righteous sects would say. Was it really worth it to give your own life?
At this point, he couldn’t manage to understand even to his death.
—
Class monitor Tang Tiantian looked at his lost and blank expression.
Obviously, they had been classmates for a year, but her impression of this last row’s Ruan Qingmu wasn’t deep at all.
He was gloomy and lonely, with grades last in rank, and didn’t have any friends.
His hair was always a little long, frequently covering his eyes and face.
She faintly felt that he looked handsome but, in the end, such cowardly and introverted persons were unwelcome everywhere. It seemed that not many people noticed him.
The boy’s pair of eyes which carried a hint of teary redness instantaneously changed to a sober and keen look.
Who knew if it had been reflecting fragments of the blazing sun, but the sharp light inside that pair of pupils dispersed quickly.
The boy lazily straightened his waist, the snowy-white and slender wrist stretched out and took the offered form. “Thank you, class monitor.”
Little class monitor, “…”
Near the end of the last semester, Ruan Qingmu had gotten into a car crash. It was said that it was very severe. He entered the hospital’s emergency department, and his shins were also broken.
The representative from their class committee had specially gone to visit him once, but at that time Ruan Qingmu was still unconscious so he couldn’t speak.
Why did it seem as if something was not right as soon as school started?
His speech was languid and conscious, and he didn’t have the previous ‘just agree and obey’ style.
“By the way, have your legs healed already?” She cautiously asked.
Ruan Qingmu took a look at the little class monitor, and then at the crutches beside his legs. “The cast has been removed, so it’s alright. I just have to be careful to move around less and it will be fine in a few days.”
Little class monitor asked with kind intentions.,“Then, do you know how to fill this form?”
Ruan Qingmu regained his spirit and lightly teased, “Don’t know, ah.”
Little class monitor distractedly realized that Ruan Qingmu’s eyes were actually a pair of quintessential peach blossom eyes.
Even if he didn’t smile, the outer corners of his eyes were slightly upturned, and the inner double eyelids gave off an inadvertent amorousness; but it was also irreverent.
She blushed. “It is just the new trial curriculum system for this semester. There are three types of class placements for liberal arts and science. We can choose ourselves first and decide what kind of classes to go to. Afterward, the teacher will sum up the registration’s circumstances, then unify the arrangements.”
“Oh, when should I submit it?”
“In the afternoon before the classes end.” Little class monitor said, “In a moment, the class teacher will still come to explain it.”
—
They were speaking in a low voice in the back, while the boys in the front were still buzzing with activity.
A girl turned her head around. “Student Bai, is there Class 1 Qin Yuan’s homework ah.”
Bai Jing hesitated for a while. “Wait for me to ask around.”
He turned back and said inside the second high school year’s big group chat: “Looking to buy the Honors Class’ Boss6 Qin’s homework at a high price. The price can be negotiated. Interested ones can come to knock privately.”
This big group was created by Bai Jing, not only did it span across classes but also permitted anonymity. It was specially made to scout information and spread gossip. It could make up to 999+ messages at any time.
The originally lively group chat suddenly became quiet. It even had a little indescribable coldness.
Someone, covered with anonymity, faintly said a sentence: “Boss Qin’s homework…had someone copied it before?”
“I had never seen it before, and I’m from Honors Class 1.”
“Let alone allowing others to copy homework, he also never passes on answers during exams.”
“I heard it before.”
“+1.”
“+10086…”
All of a sudden, someone anonymously sent a sneering expression: “Yeah, what’s so fucking awesome, is the first place so amazing? Doesn’t let others copy homework, doesn’t pass on answers in exams, what kind of iceberg Boss role is this.”
After pausing, he added another sentence: “If he was in our class, he would be beaten to death already.”
The atmosphere inside the group suddenly dropped, and there was a period of silence.
Shortly after the silence, one message suddenly came out.
It was typed out word by word: “If the first rank isn’t amazing, then what is amazing?”
Looking at this sender’s cute Barbie doll avatar, many people have recognized who this was.
This was the literature and art representative of Honors Class 1, ah?
Soon, the girl speaking changed her nickname to “Class 1 – Liu Lianyi”: “No need for the nickname anymore, this is my real name.”
Soon, some people continued to send out: “No need to use nicknames, use real names.”
As if they reached some kind of unanimous agreement, a large string of messages suddenly appeared fiercely, uniformly, all with the username of “Class 1 – xxx”.
“Please be aware that our class doesn’t like to copy homework and answers. Being a thief yourself but still unable to look at honest people, haha.”
“When was it that you didn’t help others to cheat but still had to be beaten to death? Do you maybe take pride in cheating?”
“As I am from Class 1, I have asked the classmates at my side. Everyone expressed that they didn’t want to kill our class monitor, only wanted to kill the one saying ridiculous talk.”
That anonymous, who wasn’t known from which class, was also fired up as he had been chased and scolded by a group of girls: “Won’t talk with you bunch of rotten face-licking girls, what retards!”
The crowd of onlookers sucked in a cold breath and they were trembling with fear. Suddenly, a string of messages carrying countless exclamation marks popped out.
Class 1 sports representative – Fu Songhua: “Who is this ah? Who the fuck slandered our class monitor? Who’s ridiculing the girls in our class?? Damn!! All the boys and girls in our class admire Boss Qin, what is the damn relationship with face-licking? Am I not handsome enough myself?”
After he magnificently praised his handsomeness, he aggressively scolded: “A fucking anonymous vile person who hides his head and tail with a peculiar fear, do you not have balls? If you have guts don’t be anonymous, come out to fight ah!!!”
The onlookers: “…”
Crap! Class 1 boys have also taken part, what is the meaning of this ah?
Inside Class 9, the onlookers’ boys clicked their tongues in admiration. “Is Boss Qin so awesome? Their class’s sports representative looks like a general, but still protects him like this?”
Bai Jing mysteriously lowered his voice, “I can answer this question, I’ll tell you guys. Qin Yuan, he –”
On his back, the languid-looking Ruan Qingmu has suddenly lifted his head.
Qin Yuan? …
The yellow sand and bloody scenery inside his short but chaotic dream during the nap just now had come up again.
An indescribable acute pain happened suddenly as if he was stabbed in the bottom of his heart. It was fierce and unerring as if he was poisoned.
Fuck, who ah, they also dare to call out this name.
He examined the back of Bai Jing’s neck in front of him and his gaze became a little cold.
Footnote:
6 大佬 (dàlǎo): someone with the eldest brother or big brother role, someone that’s highly respected or admired by others. In other contexts , it can also be used to address the leader or boss.
In the past, Ruan Qingmu died tragically in the spring. Grass grew long, orioles flew, and flowers bloomed everywhere. His blood dyed the entire peach blossom tree, soaking into the peach blossom tree's trunk and branches.But in a blink, he arrived at this inexplicable strange world. On this side, it was early summer, with ripened green plums, and the remnants of spring flowers.And he changed from the infamous young master of the Demonic Sect, Ruan Qingmu, into a youth in senior year of high school with the same surname, given name, age, and appearance.He had woken up in the intensive care unit. The previous host's heart had stopped beating, while his brain suffered heavy damages.Later, after inexplicably getting better, nobody noticed that the soul inside this body had died and changed into another one.The memories of the previous host were all present. After entering for the whole summer vacation, it didn't seem too difficult to accept.But every time during the night, he would still dream about the past life. Dreamt about those after-death days when his soul drifted around, and also about the appearance of that person soaked all over in blood and collapsing in grief.He couldn't understand.That person who had a bright future and long-term reputation, Qin-shaoxia, obviously took him as an enemy. Both of them fought each other with their lives. The number of times they opposed each other wasn't only once or twice but when he died, he chased after the murderer and avenged him. In the end, what was actually going on?Even if that person really believed he was innocent or he discovered those people had distorted the truth, reversing right and wrong; surely he knew how to think about the long run and plan slowly?But, he insisted on killing those few people in front of the whole world. Finally, his blood dropped on the yellow sand, exhausted his strength, and died.At the last moment, he had gathered his last breath to pierce the heart and also chop off both legs of the second young master of Suzhong Tang Sect.Although he didn't want to be sentimental, Ruan Qingmu still felt that this person's heavy actions toward the second young master of the Tang Sect were eight or nine times out of ten for him.Because the moment he died, he had previously suffered from Tang Sect's poison. Both of his knees had also been forcibly broken by the Tang Sect's people.Even if he didn't groan until his death, at that time, it really felt fucking hurt, ah.The one sentence from numerous years before, If it is real, I will repay you with justice, couldn't even be counted as a vow. It was as light as a feather, like the occasional words that everyone from those prestigious righteous sects would say. Was it really worth it to give your own life?At this point, he couldn't manage to understand even to his death.Class monitor Tang Tiantian looked at his lost and blank expression.Obviously, they had been classmates for a year, but her impression of this last row's Ruan Qingmu wasn't deep at all.He was gloomy and lonely, with grades last in rank, and didn't have any friends.His hair was always a little long, frequently covering his eyes and face.She faintly felt that he looked handsome but, in the end, such cowardly and introverted persons were unwelcome everywhere. It seemed that not many people noticed him.The boy's pair of eyes which carried a hint of teary redness instantaneously changed to a sober and keen look.Who knew if it had been reflecting fragments of the blazing sun, but the sharp light inside that pair of pupils dispersed quickly.The boy lazily straightened his waist, the snowy-white and slender wrist stretched out and took the offered form. Thank you, class monitor.Little class monitor, Near the end of the last semester, Ruan Qingmu had gotten into a car crash. It was said that it was very severe. He entered the hospital's emergency department, and his shins were also broken.The representative from their class committee had specially gone to visit him once, but at that time Ruan Qingmu was still unconscious so he couldn't speak.Why did it seem as if something was not right as soon as school started?His speech was languid and conscious, and he didn't have the previous just agree and obey' style.By the way, have your legs healed already? She cautiously asked.Ruan Qingmu took a look at the little class monitor, and then at the crutches beside his legs. The cast has been removed, so it's alright. I just have to be careful to move around less and it will be fine in a few days.Little class monitor asked with kind intentions.,Then, do you know how to fill this form?Ruan Qingmu regained his spirit and lightly teased, Don't know, ah.Little class monitor distractedly realized that Ruan Qingmu's eyes were actually a pair of quintessential peach blossom eyes.Even if he didn't smile, the outer corners of his eyes were slightly upturned, and the inner double eyelids gave off an inadvertent amorousness; but it was also irreverent.She blushed. It is just the new trial curriculum system for this semester. There are three types of class placements for liberal arts and science. We can choose ourselves first and decide what kind of classes to go to. Afterward, the teacher will sum up the registration's circumstances, then unify the arrangements.Oh, when should I submit it?In the afternoon before the classes end. Little class monitor said, In a moment, the class teacher will still come to explain it.They were speaking in a low voice in the back, while the boys in the front were still buzzing with activity.A girl turned her head around. Student Bai, is there Class 1 Qin Yuan's homework ah.Bai Jing hesitated for a while. Wait for me to ask around.He turned back and said inside the second high school year's big group chat: Looking to buy the Honors Class' Boss6Qin's homework at a high price. The price can be negotiated. Interested ones can come to knock privately.This big group was created by Bai Jing, not only did it span across classes but also permitted anonymity. It was specially made to scout information and spread gossip. It could make up to 999+ messages at any time.The originally lively group chat suddenly became quiet. It even had a little indescribable coldness.Someone, covered with anonymity, faintly said a sentence: Boss Qin's homeworkhad someone copied it before?I had never seen it before, and I'm from Honors Class 1.Let alone allowing others to copy homework, he also never passes on answers during exams.I heard it before.+1.+10086All of a sudden, someone anonymously sent a sneering expression: Yeah, what's so fucking awesome, is the first place so amazing? Doesn't let others copy homework, doesn't pass on answers in exams, what kind of iceberg Boss role is this.After pausing, he added another sentence: If he was in our class, he would be beaten to death already.The atmosphere inside the group suddenly dropped, and there was a period of silence.Shortly after the silence, one message suddenly came out.It was typed out word by word: If the first rank isn't amazing, then what is amazing?Looking at this sender's cute Barbie doll avatar, many people have recognized who this was.This was the literature and art representative of Honors Class 1, ah?Soon, the girl speaking changed her nickname to Class 1 Liu Lianyi: No need for the nickname anymore, this is my real name.Soon, some people continued to send out: No need to use nicknames, use real names.As if they reached some kind of unanimous agreement, a large string of messages suddenly appeared fiercely, uniformly, all with the username of Class 1 xxx.Please be aware that our class doesn't like to copy homework and answers. Being a thief yourself but still unable to look at honest people, haha.When was it that you didn't help others to cheat but still had to be beaten to death? Do you maybe take pride in cheating?As I am from Class 1, I have asked the classmates at my side. Everyone expressed that they didn't want to kill our class monitor, only wanted to kill the one saying ridiculous talk.That anonymous, who wasn't known from which class, was also fired up as he had been chased and scolded by a group of girls: Won't talk with you bunch of rotten face-licking girls, what retards!The crowd of onlookers sucked in a cold breath and they were trembling with fear. Suddenly, a string of messages carrying countless exclamation marks popped out.Class 1 sports representative Fu Songhua: Who is this ah? Who the fuck slandered our class monitor? Who's ridiculing the girls in our class?? Damn!! All the boys and girls in our class admire Boss Qin, what is the damn relationship with face-licking? Am I not handsome enough myself?After he magnificently praised his handsomeness, he aggressively scolded: A fucking anonymous vile person who hides his head and tail with a peculiar fear, do you not have balls? If you have guts don't be anonymous, come out to fight ah!!!The onlookers: Crap! Class 1 boys have also taken part, what is the meaning of this ah?Inside Class 9, the onlookers' boys clicked their tongues in admiration. Is Boss Qin so awesome? Their class's sports representative looks like a general, but still protects him like this?Bai Jing mysteriously lowered his voice, I can answer this question, I'll tell you guys. Qin Yuan, he On his back, the languid-looking Ruan Qingmu has suddenly lifted his head.Qin Yuan? The yellow sand and bloody scenery inside his short but chaotic dream during the nap just now had come up again.An indescribable acute pain happened suddenly as if he was stabbed in the bottom of his heart. It was fierce and unerring as if he was poisoned.Fuck, who ah, they also dare to call out this name.He examined the back of Bai Jing's neck in front of him and his gaze became a little cold.Footnote:6 dlo: someone with the eldest brother or big brother role, someone that's highly respected or admired by others. In other contexts , it can also be used to address the leader or boss.
