Chapter 244: The Boxer's Soft and Cute Female Lecturer (Extra)
I have always known that I am a complete lunatic and have a strong possessiveness towards the people or things I like.
People around me don’t like me, and those who say they like me are saying the word “like” out of fear of me.
When I heard someone say these two words to me, I felt sick. I was so sick that I wanted to kill someone.
I never want to talk about my shameful past with others, so I choose to vent my anger through boxing.
I feel like there is always an unrelieved anger in my heart towards myself and the man who caused all this.
Until she appeared, a ray of light suddenly appeared in my dull life.
When she stood there in the dim boxing gym, she was like a blooming rose, so beautiful that people could not take their eyes off her.
I noticed her the moment she came in. She looked so uneasy, just like the cat I had before.
She seemed to smell delicious.
I heard Xia Hua beside her say that she was her teacher.
So you're a teacher, what a sacred profession! I looked down at my bloody fist.
When she was surrounded by a group of strong men, her eyes were clearly filled with fear and her whole body was shaking, but she still chose to protect her students.
I wonder what her slender, white neck feels like to touch.
When I saw her being bullied, I somehow stepped forward to protect her. The look in her eyes when she looked at me was so clear that I didn't dare to look any further.
I was afraid that she would see through the filth in my heart, so I subconsciously looked away.
What I didn't expect was that she would have the courage to chase after me, even though she was as timid as a rabbit.
When she saw that I was injured, she took the initiative to put a Band-Aid on me. As soon as she came over, I smelled her fragrance.
It is indeed fragrant, a fascinating scent.
She was as small as a doll, and from my angle I could even see the fur on her neck.
I suppressed the restlessness in my heart and left.
I thought we would only meet once, but what I didn't expect was that she would appear in front of me so frequently.
My defenses were broken time and time again, and I wondered in my heart if she would dislike me if she knew my true identity.
She has a good job and a very likeable personality.
But I don’t like seeing other people in her eyes. I will really go crazy and die.
At that time, I was thinking badly that if one day she didn't like me anymore, I would die in front of her so that she would never forget me for the rest of her life.
She loves me. She liked me from the first time she saw me. She liked a madman like me.
She is kind and will help the weak, but I am also a weak person.
When I saw her helping other men, I got jealous and went crazy. I wanted to lock her up and teach her a lesson, but I was afraid that she would really leave me.
But she is willing to learn from others how to coax me, which makes it impossible for me to not accept it.
I can't imprison her just because I'm crazy.
After she knew everything, she didn't leave me as I imagined. She was angry because I left without saying goodbye.
She feels sorry for me and she would cry constantly when I was hurt.
I like her very much because she cried.
I also want her to cry for me for other reasons, and it would be best if she could cry and scold me at the same time.
The man who had hurt me went crazy after he knew everything. After he escaped from the hospital, he was captured by human traffickers and taken to Southeast Asia. I don't know what happened to him afterwards.
And my beloved has always been by my side.