Night deepened, and Jun Jiuli sent perfect blessings to each little troublemaker...
Zhao Nanzhuo found himself transformed into a woman, the very same woman who had committed suicide because of him. The people around him looked at him strangely, as if they wanted to devour him.
Zhao Nanzhuo's body, guided by memory, moved towards the door. He pinched his palm hard; it hurt. Had he transmigrated into He Xuan's body, and was this a time when He Xuan was still alive!
He quickly took out his phone to check the time. Wasn't this the day he had come to find He Xuan, incited by Chen Zigu? Then who was in his body now?
Although his mind was full of questions, he did not dare to take that path. He knew He Xuan's fate clearly and did not want to suffer the same tragedy. So, he turned and ran back.
Finally reaching the school gate, he breathed a sigh of relief. To his surprise, he saw Fatty, his former subordinate. With a cloth soaked in knockout gas covering his nose and mouth, he was dragged into a car.
What followed was inhumane torture. From He Xuan's perspective, he saw how vile he was. He realized how disgusting his existence was to He Xuan.
That person maintained a condescending demeanor, as if doing these things to you was a stroke of luck. Despite wearing a face identical to his own, Zhao Nanzhuo found him utterly detestable.
The physical pain, coupled with resentment and unwillingness, made it truly unforgettable. He, too, had done such things to an innocent girl.
He regained consciousness again in the passenger seat of a racing car, feeling dizzy and groggy. The car was going too fast, and he felt like vomiting. The man driving the car wore an expression that seemed to ask, "Don't I look handsome?" Truly...
She couldn't bear it any longer and wanted to reveal her true identity. When she spoke, everyone laughed, calling her crazy for money. Crying, she left, intending to seek comfort from Chen Zigu.
Unexpectedly, Chen Zigu slapped her several times without mercy. "Who do you think you are? Trying to seduce me. My heart belongs only to Jiaojiao. Even if you're good-looking, you're worthless in my eyes."
After speaking, he sent her off to Zhao Nanzhuo, packaging her up. To suffer less, she actively complied. Unexpectedly, the man named Zhao lost interest in her. A group of his friends then…
Crying, she went to Chen Zigu to complain, but Chen Zigu turned around and posted the videos widely online, causing her to face even more scorn and criticism.
When she reported it to the police, no one took her case. She was utterly fed up with this feeling of isolation and helplessness. She had never hated Chen Zigu so much.
Finally, she also walked the path of suicide. The pain inflicted on He Xuan by everyone would be experienced firsthand by them tonight.
Wang Kaiyang and the young girl who accepted the bribe were also suffering from nightmares.
After waking up from their nightmares, both of them immediately saw the puppet dolls left behind by Jun Jiuli. They were all in the tragic forms of the original owners, and the two were so terrified that they confessed everything they had done.
The puppet dolls' videos were uploaded, and the Zhao and Chen families couldn't even retract them. Righteous netizens launched a campaign against them.
Due to the significant negative impact of this incident, both were fired. Wang Kaiyang also had his teaching certificate revoked, and he was banned from future employment. He Xuan's roommate could only return to her hometown, too afraid to leave her house.
As the overwhelming cyberbullying attacked her, she realized how much pressure He Xuan had endured to survive.
Those who attacked He Xuan online under the guise of anonymity, using their keyboards, would suffer from nightmares every night, unable to find peace.
The other three woke up feeling as if they had survived a disaster, relieved that it had all been a dream, even though the feeling had been all too real.
At the same time, all three of their phones received the same message: "Meet at the abandoned warehouse in the western suburbs at 5 PM tonight. If you dare to break this agreement, you will bear the consequences." - He Xuan.
The three of them collectively felt a chill down their spines. They understood He Xuan's methods and finally agreed to go.
More than two months had passed since Chen Zigu's hands and feet were broken. He had prosthetic limbs installed and was recovering well.
However, he still needed a wheelchair, so the other two were reluctant to be burdened by him. But out of politeness, Xu Jiaojiao still went forward to push his wheelchair.
Yet, in her heart, she was dwelling on the unpleasantness of the dream. But what about Chen Zigu? He had been put in He Xuan's position.
He was bullied by "himself," Xu Jiaojiao, and Zhao Nanzhuo. Although he knew none of this was directed at him personally, he was the one who suffered the pain. His feelings for Xu Jiaojiao were no longer as deep as before.
A black mist enveloped the entire abandoned factory, and the three of them suddenly went blind, hearing only a few eerie cackles. Immediately after, a robotic voice began to announce the rules.