I'm having EMO, can you help me die?

Chapter 133 Too Lazy to Fight Back

"Little girl, you're malnourished. You'll have to eat properly from now on."

The old lady who was speaking handed her a cup of hot milk.

Shen Qingqing took the milk shyly, inserted the straw, and drank a few sips.

"That's more like it. You young girls are skipping meals to lose weight. Sooner or later, your bodies won't be able to take it."

Her wrinkled face was filled with heartache.

"Ah."

[Host, don't you hate drinking plain milk the most?]

【Shut up. 】

The host's temper is getting worse and worse. Is this system being too good to the host?

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door.

[Host, these few.]

"Students, where do you feel unwell?"

"Shen Qingqing, come out!"

Song Jia ignored the old lady, stepped into the medical room, and tried to pull her away.

"We're all classmates, let's get along well."

"Mind your own business!" Song Jia pushed away the old lady's hand that was trying to mediate the fight.

"let's go."

The old man leaned against the wall, struggled to his feet, and staggered out the door, watching the figure gradually disappear.

"Jiajia....."

She had just woken up and was weak and powerless. Song Jia and the others took her to a dark alley.

bang——

He was slammed hard against the wall.

A pain shot through her back, and Shen Qingqing struggled to open her eyes, clenching her teeth. She hadn't felt pain in a long time.

"Shen Qingqing, you said it, didn't you!"

"It must be her. There were only four of us this morning. Who else could it be but her?"

Jiang Yiyi walked over and grabbed Shen Qingqing's hair.

hiss-

The pain extends to the hair roots.

"Well, Shen Qingqing, you've gotten quite bold, daring to scheme against me, Song Jia?"

Jiang Yiyi and Liu Ying, being perceptive, each held down one of the arms.

"Didn't you beg to be friends with us in the first place? What's wrong? Now you want to run away?"

She leaned closer and slapped Shen Qingqing across the face.

"It still hurts a little, but your face is still pretty hard?"

She said with a smile, a smile that was full of disgust, and then she shook her hand.

"You people are all the same, equally despicable, the poorer you are, the more despicable you are!"

Her eyes widened, seemingly displeased with Shen Qingqing's expressionless face.

"Please speak!"

"say something!"

Click—

The sound of a branch breaking underfoot.

"Hmm?" The group turned their heads.

"Mu Jing?" Song Jia looked a little flustered. She knew Mu Jing. Her father never cared about her, except for one thing: don't touch Mu Jing.

She knew that Mu Jing was the only son of the Mu family, and she couldn't afford to offend him.

"You guys continue."

Noticing the group, he didn't seem inclined to intervene, but merely glanced at Shen Qingqing sitting on the ground.

Her eyes were devoid of any emotion, which seemed to attract his attention somewhat, but what good was that?

There's no difference.

"Isn't he leaving?"

The group glanced cautiously at Mu Jing, who was leaning against the wall, basking in the sunlight. Anyone outside might mistake him for someone sunbathing.

But if you see the scene inside, it's a bit strange.

"Jia-jie, he won't tell on us, will he?"

Liu Ying's eyes were wary. If they were discovered, Song Jia would definitely be fine, but it was hard to say what would happen to the two of them.

Song Jia looked somewhat nervous.

"Sister Jia, how about we let her go today?"

Upon hearing that she would be let go, Song Jia's expression suddenly changed. She smiled and looked at Shen Qingqing, "Is that what you also hope for?"

"Or," she turned and glanced at Mu Jing, "is this person someone you invited?"

"Why are you doing this to me?"

Shen Qingqing asked, she didn't quite understand why these people would come to see her tomorrow. Were they not tired enough from studying?

"There's no reason why, I just like teasing you. What's wrong? Do you want to fight back?"

"Relying on your small frame? Or your family background? Or money? You have nothing."

It's her consistent practice to investigate before bullying someone.

With no one to rely on, no one in the family wanting him, he works alone away from home.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I have to say, you're really pathetic. As a human being, I don't even know what you're living for?"

"Sister Jia, a dog lives naturally for..."

Jiang Yiyi said sarcastically, her words filled with contempt.

"Aren't you a dog?"

Her eyes were big and full of questions; she seemed genuinely curious about the issue.

"You! Shen Qingqing, you're calling me a dog?"

Jiang Yiyi couldn't help but slap him.

To her surprise, Shen Qingqing blocked her hand directly, the force of which made Jiang Yiyi take a few steps back.

"How can you be so strong!"

"Sorry." She just seemed to have a little too much strength.

She looked at Shen Qingqing in disbelief. How could someone so poor that they had nothing to eat have such strength?

"Sister Jia, this Shen Qingqing is strong, and she's been pretending in front of us!"

"So you guys just like to bully people."

The group didn't know when Shen Qingqing stood up or when she had a knife in her hand.

His blank stare was somewhat eerie.

The knife twirled in her hand, showing she wasn't a novice.

"You! What do you want to do?"

“Me?” Shen Qingqing pointed to herself.

"I'm going to work now, you all say I'm poor."

She approached, and the group retreated. Noticing that they were afraid of the knife in her hand, Shen Qingqing smiled and said, "This is fake."

The expressions on their faces remained serious.

"Look if you don't believe me."

She picked up the knife and slashed it across her wrist, the sharp blade severing the girl's veins.

"You...you said it was fake, didn't you?"

The group panicked instantly. Was this person insane? They were even daring to stab themselves with a knife; what about them...?

"Sorry I got the wrong one."

With an apology in her voice, she switched to another one, saying, "This one is definitely fake."

The group exchanged even stranger glances.

"We have other things to do, see you next time."

Shen Qingqing stood still, and the others vanished in an instant.

[Host, it's broad daylight, can you please stop scaring people?]

I already said it was an accident.

Lazybones: Do you think I believe you?

Therefore, in the field of mental illness, the host doesn't need to play a role; the host is the one.

"Excuse me, do you know how to get to Education Road?"

Only Mu Jing remained at the scene. She remembered that the original owner had to earn her living expenses every time she finished school.

In those days, she didn't even have a cell phone, so how could she know where Education Road was?

Mu Jing didn't speak, staring at Shen Qingqing's bleeding wrist for a few moments before looking away.

He left without saying a word.

Shen Qingqing followed behind.

[Host, are you really going to work?]

Others might not know their host, but Little Lazy definitely does. Its host is so lazy that it's practically unparalleled. It seriously suspects why its host didn't fight back at the beginning.

They simply couldn't be bothered to fight back.

【Um. 】

I just checked my pockets and there's only one coin left. How am I supposed to survive?

[Host, you have points, why don't you use them?]

That needs to be saved.

This system is only interested in my meager points; it's outrageous.

Are you sure you're going to work, host?

【Um. 】

[Host, the original owner's job was at a night market stall, serving tea and food. Can you handle that?]

I am a person.

【All right. 】

Nothing in this world is difficult if you are willing to try. It bets a hundred times that the host will give up within an hour.