Shocking! The actress was dragged to the regent's bedchamber every night.

Su Wuli waited for a while before wiping her face and hands dry with a tissue.

She carefully wiped the water stains off the pendant, tidied her hair and collar, and opened the door to go out.

In the corridor, a pool of dark red bloodstains remained on the floor, standing out starkly against the beige carpet.

A faint smell of rust lingered in the air.

She glanced at it, composed herself, and walked back to the private room.

The seats for Zhou Ruoying and the others were empty.

Su Wuli walked back to her seat and sat down.

Then someone asked, "Why haven't Zhou Ruoying and the others come back yet after so long?"

"Yeah," someone answered, then looked at Su Wuli, "Wuli, didn't you just go to the restroom? Didn't you see them?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the private room turned their attention to him.

Su Wuli spoke up, "I saw it."

"Then why haven't they come back yet?" someone asked.

"I went to the hospital because of my face injury," Su Wuli said.

The next second, everyone looked surprised. "So careless? How did you get hurt?"

"Was it an accidental injury? That can't be, right?"

"Yes, everything was fine when we went out just now, Kiri, please explain more clearly."

Su Wuli felt a chill run down her spine as she looked at the questioning gazes directed at her.

Just like back then, no one offered a helping hand, and even today, people still mock her sudden change in personality.

Yu Chen is right, she deserves to be bullied.

The meat was laid out on the cutting board, and everyone wanted to come up and cut a piece.

Su Wuli glanced around, her beautiful yet non-threatening face carrying a hint of indifference.

He spoke slowly, "I got cut."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire private room fell silent.

That sentence was light and airy, yet it was like a pebble thrown into a calm pond.

"What...what did you say?" The class monitor was the first to react, his voice changing.

Her face was filled with disbelief and astonishment. "Kiri, you...you're kidding, right?"

Su Wuli didn't look at him, her gaze sweeping over the familiar yet unfamiliar faces on the round table.

Some were still laughing and joking, some were frozen in place, and some instinctively avoided her gaze.

Su Wuli didn't say anything, but simply raised her hand and casually placed the pendant on the table.

"I'm not joking." She spoke, her voice low but loud enough for everyone present to hear, "I'm the one who scratched Zhou Ruoying's face."

She paused, her gaze falling on the face of the girl opposite her, the one who had seen her locked in the bathroom but had ignored it.

It was then moved to another boy's face.

More than one of them had seen how she was bullied by Zhou Ruoying.

Su Wuli could understand why they didn't dare to offend Zhou Ruoying, but they chose to become accomplices.

Even now, this kind of bullying continues in their words and actions.

Su Wuli closed her eyes, her whole body trembling.

He took a deep breath to regulate his breathing, and then said, "As for why..."

Her tone became calmer, as if she were talking about someone else's business.

"It's probably because, just now in the hallway, she asked me how many times I had to sleep with her to get the resources."

A collective gasp filled the private room.

Some people's expressions changed.

"She asked me," Su Wuli continued, her gaze shifting to Zhou Ruoying's empty seat.

Then she looked at the girls who used to always fawn over Zhou Ruoying, "Have you forgotten how you cried and begged for forgiveness back then?"

Su Wuli looked at the person who had just questioned her.

"Back then, Zhou Ruoying and her friends cornered me in the bathroom, locked me in a locker, threw my schoolbag into the sink, and stuffed dead rats and used sanitary napkins into my desk."

As Su Wuli spoke, the emotions she had been suppressing surged forth uncontrollably.

As those scenes unfolded before her eyes, she subconsciously gripped the pendant on the table in her hand.

"They pulled my hair, pinched my arms, called me a slut, and said I deserved it."

"They locked me in an empty classroom, tied me to a chair with transparent tape, and wrote the word 'cheap' on my desk with red chalk."

You could hear a pin drop in the private room.

The only sound was the muffled whirring of the air conditioner.

Many people lowered their heads, their faces burning with embarrassment.

"These things." Su Wuli's throat tightened as she spoke, a wave of sourness welled up in her nose, and her eyes reddened.

With a sob in her voice, she said, "Back then, it wasn't that nobody in the class knew."

The girls sitting next to Su Wu were pale-faced and biting their lips tightly.

"Some people saw it but pretended not to, saying they were just joking around. Others thought I was making a mountain out of a molehill, saying it takes two to tango."

Su Wuli's eyes welled up with tears as she spoke, but she forcefully suppressed the urge to cry.

I've cried enough in front of them before, only to be met with cold mockery.

She choked back a soft laugh, "The teacher investigated, and you all denied it. I have no way to defend myself."

"I finally graduated, and I thought it was all over."

Su Wuli paused, her eyes reddening as she looked at the evasive and guilty gazes on the table.

It's disgusting.

"Do you think I won't bring this up? Do you think I'm still a pushover?"

As she spoke, she looked at the girl who had just complained about her changed personality.

"Don't you know why I'm mute? Or are you all deaf and blind?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the girl lowered her head.

Su Wuli took a deep breath. "Just now in the corridor, they surrounded us, asking the same dirty questions in the same tone they used back then."

She glanced down at the pendant in her hand. "So, I did it."

After she finished speaking, no one in the private room dared to respond, which didn't surprise Su Wuli.

Exactly the same as back then.

"I'm not here to demand an explanation, nor am I expecting an apology from anyone."

She stood up, the chair legs scraping softly against the carpet. "I'm just telling you what happened, and why."

"As for whether you didn't see it back then, or whether you saw it but pretended not to see it."

Su Wuli glanced one last time at her old classmates at the table, each with a different expression, and said in a calm tone, "It doesn't matter anymore."

After saying that, she picked up her bag and left the private room. No one said anything, and no one stopped her.

She reached the door and opened it.

He paused for a moment but didn't turn around. "Back then, no one helped me. Now, I don't need it anymore."

The door closed gently behind her, and the lights in the corridor remained bright.

Su Wuli walked step by step toward the elevator, without looking back at the private room even once.

Just like that time, when she was walking alone in the empty corridor after school.

They didn't look back at the tightly closed classroom doors.

And those eyes that hide behind doors or windows, avoiding eye contact.

She paused before stepping into the elevator, thought for only two seconds, and then went in and pressed the button for her floor.

Her face was reflected in the mirrored elevator wall; she was pale, and her eyes held a kind of weary clarity.

As the elevator descended, a slight feeling of weightlessness came over me.

Su Wuli closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.

Upon arriving at the floor, it turned out not to be the first floor.

Even if Zhou Ruoying didn't do anything in her panic after this happened.

But there's absolutely no way they'll let it go after that.

After receiving the items, Su Wuli returned to her apartment, removed her makeup, took a shower, and changed into soft pajamas.

Sitting in the single sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, I did nothing but stare blankly.

Her hand unconsciously caressed the pendant that had been reattached to her neck, the sensation from her fingertips bringing her thoughts to a moment of calm.

The phone screen lit up; it was a message from Su Yuan.

Are you home yet? Get some rest, you have a schedule tomorrow afternoon.

She replied with an "okay" and put down her phone.

My body was exhausted, but my mind was unusually clear.

Zhou Ruoying's face was covered in blood in the corridor.

The astonished or evasive gazes of everyone in the private room lingered in my mind, as did the scene where she finally recounted everything from back then.

Su Wuli sat there until nearly midnight.

My phone suddenly started vibrating frequently, one after another, which was annoying.

Su Wuli picked up her phone and opened it.

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