Hurt someone with one's own hands

  The surrounding crowd erupted in gasps and whistles, his companions even more brazenly blowing their whistles. The Director's son was actually making such a crazy display of affection in broad daylight? The onlookers grew more numerous by the minute, all vying to catch a glimpse of what kind of national treasure could have captivated the Director's son so thoroughly.

  Everyone looked up and saw the girl standing in front of them with her head down, her face bare and without makeup. At first glance, she wasn't particularly eye-catching, but she exuded a proud and refreshing aura that made people involuntarily take notice. For a moment, all the boys were shocked and wondered how they hadn't discovered this uniquely beautiful girl at N University before.

  "Sorry, I don't know you!"

  Xu Liu Yanqiang suppressed the disgust in his heart and said indifferently, then turned around and left. What a boring man, she didn't have time to waste here with him.

  Her wrist was suddenly grasped, and the person behind her pulled her into his arms. Her bicycle also fell to the ground. The next second, that handsome face enlarged in front of her eyes, and something wet touched her lips.

  She felt a surge of anger and, without thinking, raised her hand and slapped the man in front of her who was doing as he pleased. Guo Ziyao, who had been hit, stared at her with wide eyes, covering his face with one hand and pointing at her with the other, which was trembling.

  "Xǔ, xǔ liú yǎn... nǐ..."

  Translation: "Xu, Xu Liu Yan... you..."

  His face was shocked and furious, his face was red with anger, staring at her fiercely. Guo Zi Yao had never been slapped in the face since he was a child, especially by a woman!

  But before he could finish speaking, his breathing suddenly became urgent, his face gradually turned purple, and then, before everyone had time to react, he closed his eyes with a thud and fainted to the ground.

  "Ah——!"

  "Ah——!"

  The crowd's gasps and screams rose sharply, accompanied by bursts of shrill cries. Xu Liuqing himself was also frightened, his clear face suddenly pale as a ghost.

  She took a glance at Guo Ziyao, who was lying on the ground unconscious, and then looked at her own pale palm. A wave of dizziness washed over her as she repeatedly asked herself in her mind: Had she killed someone? Had she killed someone? She had only wanted to punish him for his arrogant and unreasonable kiss; she hadn't meant to take a life!

  A loud thunder suddenly exploded above the top, followed by bean-sized raindrops pounding down, and the crowd of onlookers dispersed in the face of this sudden storm. Only she, with a pale face, and Guo Ziyao, who had fallen to the ground, were left in the rain. After Guo Ziyao's friends saw that things had gone wrong, they made phone calls to report the incident and call an ambulance, and then scattered in all directions.

  In a daze, she heard the sound of an ambulance siren ringing in her ears, accompanied by the piercing sound of police sirens. She was pushed into a police car with a bewildered expression, while the ambulance carrying Guo Ziyao sped towards the hospital.

  At the same time that Xu Liuyu was taken away by the police, a person in a black sedan not far away hastily picked up their phone and dialed a number.

  “SHIT！”

  The other party hung up the phone after saying this sentence.

  Knowing it's a dead end, yet still chasing, an obsession that poisons one's whole life