Transmigrated into the body of a villain, I became my sister's savior.

Chapter 72 Past Events

Lin Jianshen hates bullying the most, without exception.

He was bullied by older children when he was a child in an orphanage.

This left a deep shadow on him.

He remembers it clearly: the weather was gloomy that day, and it was drizzling all day.

On his birthday, the dean said he had been behaving very well recently and gave him a small loaf of bread.

The lettering on the plastic bag was very rough, and you could smell the cheap yet tempting sweet fragrance even through the bag.

His mouth was watering.

This was his first birthday bread ever, and he held it carefully, finding what he thought was a secluded corner.

Happily squatting down, ready to enjoy.

A shadow fell without warning.

A figure appeared before him—Wu Hu.

Wu Hu has a nickname, "Wu Hu," but no one dares to call him that to his face.

Because all the other children were pale and thin, only Wu Hu was chubby and strong.

Wu Hu was several years older than him, and he had two little followers with him.

Although Lin Jianshen was only nine years old, his life in the orphanage made him very sensitive.

The moment he saw Wu Hu, he had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Wu Hu said, "Hand over your birthday bread."

At that moment, Lin Jianshen understood why he had such a robust and chubby appearance.

He gripped the small loaf of bread tightly in his hand, the plastic packaging making a slight rustling sound.

"Brother, it's my birthday today, can you please leave me alone?"

Wu Hu's face was full of impatience: "Why would there be bread on a birthday? Stop talking nonsense."

"One word: give it to me or not?"

Lin Jianshen pleaded, "I haven't eaten it yet. Let me try this year's bread, and I'll give you the bread for every birthday from now on."

His eyes pleaded: "Is it okay?"

Bullies do not show mercy to their victims' pleas.

On the contrary, watching others struggle in fear often brings a twisted sense of pleasure.

For Wu Hu, the process of robbing was sometimes more "delicious" than the bread itself.

Therefore, Wu Hu was not in a hurry to seize it.

He seemed to have heard something amusing, and pointed at Lin Jianshen, laughing twice.

He said to his henchman, "Lift him up."

The two children immediately stepped forward, one on each side, grabbed his thin arms, and lifted him up.

They were all taller and stronger than him.

Lin Jianshen struggled fiercely, but to no avail.

He couldn't break free.

Wu Hu suddenly punched him in the stomach without warning.

Lin Jianshen cried out in pain, his body instinctively trying to curl up and cover his stomach with his hands, but his arms were held firmly in place.

Tears welled up uncontrollably in my eyes, blurring my vision.

Wu Hu looked extremely excited and punched him in the stomach again.

It hit the same spot.

The two henchmen then let go.

Lin Jianshen clutched his stomach and slowly collapsed onto the grass.

Wu Hu calmly walked up to him, preparing to take the bread from his hand.

Lin Jianshen gripped the bread tightly, even squeezing the inflated packaging bag until it burst.

Wu Hu commented with great interest, "He seems a bit more assertive than the others, not bad."

A lackey reminded him, "Boss, it's almost time. The dean will be checking the dorms soon after he finishes recording the accounts."

Wu Hu's face darkened, and he stepped on Wu Hu's fist, crushing it forcefully.

Lin Jianshen screamed as if his finger bones were being crushed and released his grip.

Wu Hu bent down and calmly picked up the dusty packaging bag.

He took two steps back.

Lin Jianshen struggled to get up.

Wu Hu waved the bread in his hand and laughed, "The bread is right here in my hand. Come and take it if you dare."

The rain was falling softly.

Behind Wu Hu was a curtain of rain and a pitch-black sky.

His robust figure seemed to carry a thick darkness, completely enveloping Lin Jianshen.

He heard his teeth chattering uncontrollably.

I don't know if it's because of the pain or the fear.

Or perhaps it was simply because of the cold weather on a rainy day.

He felt ashamed and tried his best to hold it in, but his muscles were completely out of control.

Wu Hu tore open the packaging bag, broke off a small piece and gave it to his two henchmen, then ate the rest of the bread in one bite.

The sound of chewing was jarring in the quiet night.

Helplessness, anger, and pain nearly consumed Lin Jianshen.

Wu Hu left with his two henchmen.

Lin Jianshen clutched his stomach and began to dry heave.

He had nightmares for a long time.

Even when I was in high school, I would occasionally dream about this.

In the rented room, Lin Jian took a few deep breaths, walked to the window, and drew back the curtains.

The weather in July and August is very changeable. Yesterday's weather forecast said today would be sunny.

As a result, the sky turned gloomy early in the morning.

The wind was howling.

The old light bulb in the simple bedroom swayed in the wind.

Sigh, why is it another cloudy day?

Lin Jianshen stood by the window, his anger slowly subsiding in the wind.

He decided to find out who was bullying her first.

The next day, Lin Jianshen got up as usual.

Xia Tingwan slung her schoolbag over her shoulder and greeted him, "Brother, I'm going to school."

Lin Jianshen sat at the dining table and nodded: "Okay, go ahead, I have to go to work after I finish eating."

As soon as Xia Tingwan left, he immediately swallowed the porridge in his mouth.

Pushing open the door to Xia Tingwan's bedroom, I casually picked up a notebook from the table.

He stood by the window and saw Xia Tingwan scan a shared bicycle with her phone and leave the alley.

Only then did he go downstairs.

I followed from a distance on my motorcycle.

Xia Tingwan entered the school.

Lin Jianshen waited for a while before walking to the gate.

"What are you doing?" The security guard stopped him.

After the start of the school term, security at the gate is much stricter than during the summer vacation.

Lin Jianshen took out a pack of Yellow Crane Tower cigarettes and handed it over: "Sorry, my sister forgot her notebook, I'll bring it to her."

He took out the notebook.

The security guard took it and glanced at it.

It was indeed a notebook issued by Donghai No. 3 Middle School, and the cover even had a photo of the school printed on it.

Inside, there were neatly arranged notes on argumentative essays.

The security guard closed his notebook, scanned him with the scanner, and said, "Let's register you."

Lin Jianshen casually made up a name and ID number in his notebook and walked into the campus.

I found a blind spot in the camera's view and hid there.

High school is a busy time, and the breaks between classes in the second year of high school are very short, so bullies don't have time to make a move.

If they want to make a move, they can only do so during the lunch and dinner breaks.

When it was lunchtime, Lin Jianshen saw Xia Tingwan leave the classroom with several girls.

"Not bad, they know to act with others to protect themselves," Lin Jianshen thought. "But there are always times when they are careless, and this matter cannot be left unresolved."

Lin Jianshen quietly followed.

The cafeteria was packed with people. Xia Tingwan's classmates had nowhere to stand after getting their food, so they had to walk back first.

Xia Tingwan was still alone.

As she was carrying her food toward her classmate, a pretty girl walked over and overturned her plate.

"Hey, Xia Tingwan, why aren't you watching where you're going?"

"Judging from the expression on your face, you seem to be very distressed."

"Could it be that your parents haven't been giving you living expenses?"

Xia Tingwan froze.

Hit people without slapping their faces, and curse people without revealing shortcomings.

This is someone who picks on other people's wounds to dig out.

The female classmates who came with Xia Tingwan sat at the table next to her and ate.

But seeing Ye Feifei, no one dared to help Xia Tingwan.