There is also a girl of the same age in the room, the class monitor of "her", who was chosen as the class beauty by a boy with a smile some time ago.

The class beauty was in a very embarrassing state. She was pressed on the bed and slapped seven or eight times, and spitted a few spits in the face.

"I made you laugh so hard, let me swear another one, the man who seduces me... I made you aloof and seductive. I have been very upset when I see you as a bitch... I fuck nm... I thought you were the only one who studied well, I thought you were the only one who looked good... I spoke so cute that I wanted to vomit..."

Strong jealousy filled the brain. "She" slapped her with her feet, but she got up and kicked the class flower's chest, belly and navel. She was indifferent to the class flower's no matter how she begged for mercy or crying. Instead, she became more angry and used her hands to break the class flower's mouth.

After enough beats, "She" breathed evenly.

Let a few friends waiting outside the door come in and give the class flowers some color.

"Take more photos and let her learn more in the future."

"...Haha, she dared not call the police or tell the teacher, otherwise I will show the whole school how slutty she is."

The high school girl is very confident.

Everyone in the school will joke about the class beauty. The teacher is no longer proud of seeing the class beauty. Instead, he will think that the class beauty is dirty. Neighbors will whisper on the back of the class beauty, relatives and friends will avoid it, and parents will also blame the class beauty for being inappropriate, so the class beauty will not say it out loud.

Pei Ye frowned.

The next second, the perspective changed again.

She became a junior boy in the second grade of junior high school, wearing glasses, a dull temperament, and good at studying, and was blocked in the toilet by a bunch of boys.

Just when Pei Ye thought that the little boy would also encounter misfortune, the little boy looked down at the worn-out sneakers on his feet, and listened to the boys' ridicule, and felt so sad that he cried. The picture changed. The little boy took advantage of the break and took out a thermos from a classmate's table hole. The thermos was only a thousand yuan, containing the soup stewed by the classmate's nanny...

This boy poured a drop or two of a pungent liquid into it...

Paraquat.

Pei Ye heard the little boy's voice.

"...So what if you have money... Give you some lesson..."

The little boy had no conflict with the victim's classmate, but the victim's classmate's family was rich.

After that, there were countless similar scenes.

Jealous of the new beautiful colleagues from the company, he spread the news in the group that the beautiful colleagues often walked with the boss and were suspected of being kept.

I was jealous of my best friend's good-looking appearance, so I deliberately dropped my best friend's cosmetics and added things that made my best friend's face allergic to it...

Jealous of being too slim, adding hormones to the bridesmaids...

Jealous of my roommates adding fine needles to my roommate's pillows, shoes, and even apples...

envy……

Jealousy...

Why is this person’s parents richer than my parents? I can’t afford her a year of work/his expenses a day!

Why is this person rising faster than me? I am obviously more diligent!

Why is this person lazy, ugly, fat, and rich second generation kneeling down to lick her? I am obviously better than her!

Why...

Why?...

Countless voices whispered in her ears, why...

Pei Ye frowned slightly and sneered.

"Garbage, get away!"

Pei Ye opened his eyes, and was paused by the thick fog that had been dispersed to three or four meters around him, and rushed over again.

The perspective has changed again.

Become a man in his thirties.

My mother is seventy years old and a sanitation worker. Her head is gray and her hands and feet are cracked. She has to go to the streets to clean before dawn every day...

My father was 72 years old. He used to be a painter. Now he still works for people everywhere.

The house is more than 80 square meters, and the room where "he" is in is dirty and messy, full of rotten smell and indescribable fishy smell. The fishy smells are scattered from the bedside and the paper balls on the bedside table. Snack bags, dirty socks, clothes and pants are scattered everywhere.

"Mom, I'm hungry and I'm not cooking yet..."

"Dad, I have no money..."

"Mom, I want to buy a new phone, Apple has released a new model... Old thing, will you give it money..."

"Dad... I'll go back to find a job in the future. What's wrong with asking you to give me some money now?"

I don’t want to work or find a job. My parents’ words are really annoying. I don’t give you money. What’s the use of asking these two old things?

As the picture changed, "He" quarreled with two old men and slammed the door and left.

Passing by an alley, I saw a woman coming from the nearby Atm, and she felt malicious.

After a while, she became a beautiful woman in her early twenties.

When a woman becomes a lover, she will receive a lot of money without doing anything.

Not long after, the financial supporter who kept her was tired of being tired, and she found a new financial supporter...

The great years linger among all the investors.

At the age of 27 or 28, she wants to get married and continue to be a rich wife.

The college classmates who were ridiculed by her in the past formed their own families and lived a stable life.

In the last scene, the woman bought test strips from a certain Center for Disease Control and Prevention, and the test results were two bars.

The perspective changes again.

A man who is in his forties addicted to casinos is worse than working than playing cards and betting money...

Some people are buying lottery tickets crazily, not working, and dreaming of getting rich overnight...

There were countless voices whispering in Pei Ye’s ears.

I don’t want to work, I don’t want to move, I don’t have money now, but I will definitely make money in the future. I find someone to support myself, whoever works is stupid...

Pei Ye vaguely understood something.

Dispel these messy sounds again.

"Is it lazy?"

The first time was "jealousy"?

The third time the thick fog surrounded again, basically supporting Pei Ye’s speculation.

A middle-aged man, drunkenly, returned home.

The wife was not at home, and her son and daughter were crying. The mother came out of the room and scolded her, saying why her wife didn't look at the child, and she must have gone out to seduce people again. The middle-aged man was dizzy and angry. At this time, his wife came in from outside the door and pointed at him angrily for divorce.

The middle-aged man was furious and furious. He swung his fist and turned his head to the woman's face.

The woman dodged, and he raised his foot and grabbed his head, grabbed a small piece of bloody scalp...

His wife was beaten to death by him and left behind.

As soon as the picture changed, I became a stout woman again.

Her husband is cowardly and women are strong forever. She does not allow her son to have a good relationship with her daughter-in-law, does not allow her daughter-in-law to disobey her, and does not allow any voices at home to oppose her. Her husband was caught by her affair, and she became furious and picked up a kitchen knife and slashed...

When the picture turned again, she became a woman in her thirties who was raising children at home.

Raising three children made her exhausted, while her son was not good at studying and was naughty made her irritable and angry.

The teacher called again that day, and she lost all her face. She picked up the clothes rack at home and greeted the child on the face...

The fiery anger burned the heart and spread to the brain, burning the mind...

Countless voices whispered in my ears, and countless blood flashed in front of my eyes.

Pei Ye said: "More people die in my hands than you tied them up, get away..."

It's "fury".

Then there are "astringent desire", "arrogance", and "gluttony".

There are various aspects of life, and all kinds of ugly scenery and darkness unfold before her eyes.

Pei Ye felt that he had become any of them.

Their negative emotions were like jackals hiding in the dark, staring at her.

Once she relaxed, she rushed over and tore her apart.

However, Pei Ye was always calm and frowned occasionally.

She has no emotions, so naturally she will not resonate with it.

Until the thick fog hits for the seventh time.

She did not hear the whispers like hell, nor did she see scenes that impacted her soul.

There is only one person.
Chapter completed!