Chapter 1282
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"What are you doing?"
Ye Tianxin saw the black and white photo in the middle of the flowers. In the photo, Li Qingcang looked handsome and noble.
His eyes seemed to be filled with endless love.
"Mr. Li died in the explosion. We sent him some flowers."
"Mr. Li was really a good teacher. How could he..."
Ye Tianxin looked at the faces of the girls. Her heart was filled with murderous intent.
She was so angry that her whole body was trembling. Nothing had happened to her Brother Li, but these people were cursing him.
"Nonsense! Where did you hear that from? Li Qingcang is fine. Don't spread rumors. "
Ye Tianxin looked at the black and white photo and felt it was very annoying.
She walked over and snatched the picture frame from the flowers.
She would not let these ignorant girls do such an ignorant thing.
"Why did you take our photo frame?"
"Yeah, give it back to us."
Ye Tianxin raised the photo frame up high and smashed it on the ground. The glass on the photo frame splashed everywhere.
"Are you crazy? What right do you have to smash our photo frame? "
Ye Tianxin bent down and picked up Li Qingcang's photo from the broken glass. She looked coldly at the girls who had different expressions on their faces.
His bloodless lips parted slightly as he spoke.
"Don't put his photo here. He is not dead. Do you understand?"
After Ye Tianxin said that, she held the photo in her hand and turned around mechanically. She walked step by step toward the dormitory.
"Is there something wrong with her brain?"
"Oh my, how could she be crazy? She must like Mr. Li as much as we do. But does she believe that Mr. Li is not dead?"
"How could Mr. Li not be dead? I saw him walk into the laboratory building with my own eyes that day. Mr. Li is not Superman. How could he be fine under such circumstances? "
"Say, Mr. Li is such a good person. Why did God treat him like this?"
"Heaven is jealous of geniuses."
After Ye Tianxin returned to the dormitory, Wu Tong hung up the phone.
"Tianxin, why is your hand injured?"
Ye Tianxin raised her hand and looked at the wound on her fingertip before she came back to her senses.
"Mom, it's nothing. It's just a small problem. Maybe I accidentally scratched it when I picked up the photo from the glass."
Wu Tong looked at the black and white photo in Ye Tianxin's hand and his face darkened. Who did this?
Ye Tianxin shook her head. She didn't know who did it either.
Wu Tong took the medical kit and disinfected Ye Tianxin's wound with iodine. Then, he put a band-aid on her finger.
"Tianxin, don't hurt yourself. Otherwise, how am I going to explain to Xiao Cang when he comes back?"
Wu Tong looked at the black and white photo and felt angry.
She was going to get rid of the photo.
Wu Tong looked at the photo that was stained with blood. Her heart was filled with melancholy. Her son was really handsome.
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