I just want to be soft on her

Chapter 44 Dreamland ([-])

The slender ruler hit Song Cheng's palm again and again. A few times, the math teacher missed it and hit her finger.

The ten fingers connected to the heart, one finger hurt, and the other fingers hurt together, and soon her hands were covered with deep red marks.

Song Cheng wanted to withdraw her hand in pain, and moved her fingers slightly, and the ruler hit her nails impartially.

"It hurts!" She quickly withdrew her hand.

At the same time, the voice of the math class representative stopped, and he just stopped at the number 32.

The whole classroom suddenly fell silent, and the math teacher sneered, "Hide once, add ten times."

He pulled Song Cheng's hand back again, and this time he directly fixed her right hand with his left hand.

"Song Cheng, I hit you, and my hand hurts too. I can't finish the fight this afternoon. Our whole class will stay with you. You say this..."

His tone paused, and he looked down the podium, "Do you want to go home early?"

"Think!" The voices from the podium were orderly and powerful, mixed with some voices of complaint.

"I also want to give you guys an early dismissal from school, but Song Cheng refuses." He left this sentence lightly, and then started to fight again and again.

This time the math teacher's strength was a little bit stronger, he was fast and ruthless, Song Cheng's hand was grabbed by him, and he couldn't dodge it even if he wanted to, so he could only let him hit him.

Song Cheng was about to die of pain, her heart was beating fast again, watching the ruler come down, she turned her head and closed her eyes and cried.

It should be fine if you don't look at it, right?

These more than 100 strokes lasted for nearly 8 minutes, and the math teacher was still talking about her while beating.

Seeing that Song Cheng didn't look at the ruler, but turned his head and closed his eyes and cried, there began to be some rustling sounds from under the podium, it was the sound of a small laugh.

She could hear it clearly, even when counting at the same table, she couldn't help laughing several times.

These 8 minutes were like hell, making Song Cheng afraid...

After school, everyone was avoiding her, and even her good friends didn't come to go home with her.

After everyone in the classroom had left, Song Cheng cried while packing her schoolbag. Her hands were already swollen and high, and it hurt when she moved.

There is no one at home, and I need to cook by myself. Mom is too busy, and Dad hasn't come back for a long time.

Song Cheng stood in front of the cabinet in the kitchen. She was only a little taller than the cabinet, and she didn't know how to cook.

Mom gave her a lot of pocket money and money for food, but she ate instant noodles almost every day.

But today, she couldn't even eat instant noodles, and she couldn't move her right hand at all, and it was red and swollen into the shape of a pig's trotter.

She cried again in the kitchen, almost crying out in a roar, she was so wronged and sad.

Why is this so? She has nothing to rely on, not even her mother can let her rely on it.

She cried for a long time until she couldn't even shed tears and her eyes were swollen from crying.

Night fell outside the window, and the whole room was dark. Song Cheng left the kitchen expressionlessly, and then went to the living room.

Without blinking her eyes, like a robot, she turned on the light, went into the bathroom, and put her right hand under the faucet to let the water flush.

It felt like being pricked into the hand by dense needles, it was extremely painful, but Song Cheng didn't feel it at all.

Now she can't feel the pain anymore, she is almost numb. After flushing her right hand for 10 minutes, she dried her right hand vigorously with a towel, then went back to the bedroom and put the quilt on top of her head.

(End of this chapter)