Skin - Chapter 65 PT3

Chapter 65 PT3 – How Everything Unraveled Ten Years Ago

T/N Warning : Mention of Suicide and and Death

　　The next day after school, Xu Yingying asked Wu Weihan to stay and walk with her in the back playground of the school.

　　She held Wu Weihan’s hand and said, “Yesterday after school, Zhao Tong suddenly found me. Guess what he told me?”

　　”Zhao Tong?” Wu Weihan recalled Zhao Tong’s appearance and said nonchalantly, “That sissy, what can he say to you?”

　　”He said that it was you who caused Lin Lang to drop out of school and Xu Yulin to disappear.” Xu Yingying smiled, trying her best to make her tone sound like she was just chatting casually.

　　After Xu Yingying finished speaking, she waited for Wu Weihan’s reaction.

　　If Zhao Tong’s guess was false, Wu Weihan would definitely sneer at it, and then this sentence would not have any effect on her.

　　If Zhao Tong’s guess is true, Wu Weihan might become alert instantly, and this sentence would become her bargaining chip. Not only could she protect herself with this sentence, but she could also use it to gain Wu Weihan’s trust.

　　But Wu Weihan was more patient than she expected. After hearing this, Wu Weihan was uncertain and silent at first. After a moment, he laughed and looked at Xu Yingying: “Do you believe it?”

　　Xu Yingying also looked at him: “As long as it doesn’t happen to me, I won’t believe it.”

　　They both looked at each other, and after a moment, they smiled at each other, as if they had reached some kind of consensus.

　　The next morning, a row of large red characters appeared on the blackboard of Class 3 of Grade 3 classroom— “Zhao Tong is gay”.

　　”Zhao Tong is gay.”

　　The words seemed to be integrated with the blackboard, and could not be wiped off or washed off. Under everyone’s gaze, they remained there for a whole class. The school hired someone to spend an entire hour cleaning the paint on the blackboard, but Zhao Tong’s embarrassment did not disappear along with the words.

　　The school paid great attention to this incident. The head of the class came to the scene and asked sternly who did it, but no one admitted it. The surveillance video was also retrieved, but it was found that the person who applied the paint did not seem to be a student of the school.

　　Later, the matter was left unresolved and no one knew who wrote that line of words, but everyone knew that “Zhao Tong is gay.”

　　No one knew whether Zhao Tong was really gay or not, but everyone unanimously agreed that he was gay.

　　For a time, Zhao Tong, who had always been silent and introverted, became the target of public opinion from everyone in the class.

　　And this was just the beginning of Zhao Tong’s nightmare.

　　His books and homework began to be frequently thrown into the trash can behind the classroom. When he picked them up, he found that they were covered with the words “Zhao Tong is gay”.

　　His pen would inexplicably get lost before exams.

　　Whenever the teacher mentioned his name in class, there would be snickers and whispers in the class.

　　What’s even more outrageous is that someone got red paint and poured it on Zhao Tong’s stool, spreading rumors that Zhao Tong was actually a hermaphrodite.

　　No one cared who initiated the bullying. A month later, everyone in the class became accomplices in bullying Zhao Tong.

　　Even if no one would do anything to Zhao Tong personally, no one would mind laughing in agreement when Zhao Tong was bullied.

　　Zhao Tong became the target of public criticism, and his every move became the object of ridicule.

　　Seeing that Xu Yingying was still going in and out with Wu Weihan, Zhao Tong realized that the reason why he became the target of bullying was because of that evening. He had reminded Xu Yingying to be wary of Wu Weihan.

　　And Xu Yingying must have told Wu Weihan about it later.

　　Although he advised himself to hold on until the college entrance examination, Zhao Tong still could not bear the mental torture from his classmates. This bullying even spread to the entire school. One day after school, he heard someone not far away pointing at him and saying that he was the hermaphrodite.

　　In despair, he came up with two solutions. One was to threaten Wu Weihan with Lin Lang’s affairs, telling him that if he continued like this, he would call the police. However, he had no evidence and only had guesses about Lin Lang’s affairs. Would this further anger Wu Weihan and make him take more extreme actions?

　　There was another way, which is to ask Wu Weihan to let him go. If he was willing to show weakness and hint to Wu Weihan that he would keep Lin Lang’s affairs to himself, would Wu Weihan stop there?

　　No one knew what Zhao Tong told Wu Weihan, but in any case, Wu Weihan agreed to meet.

　　They decided to meet on the rooftop of an abandoned chemical plant near the school.

　　Wu Weihan not only went himself, he also brought along several of the main participants in the bullying incident who usually surrounded him, and Xu Yingying was naturally also present.

　　”What do you want to see me for?” Wu Weihan went up to the rooftop and said sarcastically, “Are you going to confess your love to me?”

　　Zhao Tong didn’t expect that he would bring so many people with him. He was alone and weak, and was already a little nervous about the meeting. When he heard Wu Weihan’s words, his face suddenly turned red.

　　”I…I’m not gay…” Zhao Tong stammered, mustering up the courage.

　　”Oh, I forgot, a hermaphrodite person who likes anyone is not a homosexual.” Wu Weihan said with a smile.

　　The others present laughed in unison.

　　Zhao Tong was extremely embarrassed and begged humbly, “Please, please stop spreading rumors like this. It’s very disturbing to me, really… What should I do to get you to let me go? Can I say sorry?”

　　Wu Weihan came closer. He was a head taller than Zhao Tong. He bent down slightly and looked at him: “Do you really want us to let you go?”

　　Zhao Tong was timid to begin with, and he almost collapsed when faced with Wu Weihan’s approach: “Let me go, please…”

　　”You need to do something for us if you want us to leave you alone.” Wu Weihan looked at him with interest.

　　”What do you want me to do?” Zhao Tong saw hope in Wu Weihan’s words. He looked at Wu Weihan and said, “As long as you let me go, I will agree to any request you make.”

　　Wu Weihan smiled, stood up, took a paper bag from the person next to him, and threw it in front of Zhao Tong: “The request is simple, wear this, and I will let you go.”

　　The red satin dress slipped out of the paper bag. Zhao Tong squatted down, picked up the dress, and said hesitantly: “Really? Will you keep your word?”

　　”Why did I bring so many people here? I wanted everyone to come as a witness,” Wu Weihan turned and looked at the people behind him. “We agreed that as long as Zhao Tong is willing to wear this dress, it means that he trusts us and is loyal to us. From now on, he will be on our side. Whoever dares to say that he is gay or bisexual will be against me. Do you understand?”

　　Zhao Tong was almost convinced.

　　Could what Wu Weihan said be true?

　　As long as he puts on this dress, will he be able to return to his previous peaceful life after tomorrow?

　　Would there be no one who would dare to laugh at and bully him anymore?

　　”I… I’ll wear it.” Zhao Tong held the dress tightly, gritted his teeth, and made a decision.

　　He found a sheltered spot and put on the dress.

　　The dress was bright red, and the satin texture clung to his body, making him feel a little nauseous.

　　He walked out and facing him was a black camera lens.

　　The moment the flash light came on, Zhao Tong knew he had been cheated.

　　Wu Weihan, who was behind the camera, raised the corners of his lips and smiled like an evil demon: “Don’t move, we’ll just take a few more photos.” As he spoke, he turned his head and asked the person behind him: “How about this angle?”

　　”Okay, okay, I’ll Photoshop some of my breasts later.”

　　“That’s disgusting.”

　　Zhao Tong collapsed immediately. He couldn’t imagine what kind of overwhelming ridicule and insults would be waiting for him if these photos were spread by Wu Weihan.

　　”You lied to me!” He rushed over to grab Wu Weihan’s camera: “I know everything you did to Lin Lang. I have evidence. Give me the camera, or I will call the police!”

　　”Xu Yulin’s disappearance is also due to him,” Zhao Tong said to the people behind Wu Weihan without caring about anything, “Do you know what he did? Aren’t you afraid of retribution for being an accomplice of such a person?!”

　　Upon hearing this, Wu Weihan instantly flew into a rage. He grabbed Zhao Tong’s neck and said, “What did you say?!”

　　Zhao Tong was strangled so hard that blood rushed to his head and he couldn’t speak.

　　”Speak!” Wu Weihan let go of him and kicked him in the abdomen, kicking him several meters away and almost falling off the roof.

　　Zhao Tong was sitting on the edge of the rooftop. He staggered to his feet and his cell phone fell out of his pocket, but he didn’t bother to pick it up.

　　Wu Weihan walked towards him and asked, “What do you want to do? Call the police?”

　　Watching Wu Weihan approaching him step by step, Zhao Tong seemed to see his bloodthirsty eyes. He had no doubt that what was waiting for him next would be a beating and torture worse than death.

　　He subconsciously stepped back. The bricks and stones on the edge of the roof were a little loose, and Zhao Tong’s body leaned backward. Everyone present was terrified for a moment.

　　The scene at this moment seemed to be still. Everyone stood there and watched Zhao Tong fall from the tall building.

　　It was dead silent.

　　Wu Weihan’s body was stiff. After staring at the downstairs for a long time, he turned his neck almost inch by inch and looked at the people behind him: “You all saw it. He fell down by himself. It had nothing to do with me. Did you see it clearly?”

　　Everyone present was shocked by this scene and nodded quickly.

　　Wu Weihan calmed down, walked to the edge of the rooftop, and looked at Zhao Tong downstairs.

　　Zhao Tong was lying on his back on the ground, with a large amount of blood oozing from the back of his head.

　　”Should we leave quickly?” someone behind him said in panic, “What if we are discovered?”

　　A group of people looked at Wu Weihan at a loss.

　　”Wait a minute.” Wu Weihan said.

　　He saw someone running towards him not far away. The person stood next to Zhao Tong and stared at the body, not knowing whether he was dead or alive, for a long time.

　　Wu Weihan recognized that it was Zhou Yan. From the beginning, Zhou Yan did not agree with their approach and took the initiative to distance himself from them.

　　Zhou Yan witnessed this incident, so there was no guarantee that he wouldn’t do something.

　　”Zhou Yan.” Wu Weihan called Zhou Yan’s name.

　　Zhou Yan raised his head and looked towards the rooftop.

　　Wu Weihan raised the camera in his hand and, with a click, captured the scene.

　　Then he raised the camera and waved: “Go.”

　　Everyone else followed him off the rooftop and down the stairs.

　　Wu Weihan walked towards Zhou Yan with a camera in hand: “Would you like to take a look at the photo of the murderer and the victim?”

　　Zhou Yan was completely frightened by the scene before his eyes. His body was shaking. “What murderer? You did it. You killed Zhao Tong…”

　　”Really? But the evidence and witnesses say otherwise.” Wu Weihan turned his head and looked at the people behind him, and asked, “Are we the murderers?”

　　Everyone immediately shook their heads in denial.

　　”Is it him?” Wu Weihan pointed at Zhou Yan.

　　Those people fell silent.

　　”Listen carefully,” Wu Weihan walked to Zhou Yan’s side, lowered his head slightly, and said to him in his ear, “Zhao Tong committed suicide. No one is the murderer. Do you understand?”

　　Zhou Yan stared at Zhao Tong’s body, his chest heaving violently with fear.

　　”If there is a murderer,” Wu Weihan lowered his voice, “that person is you.”

　　”Also, I know Zhao Tong is not gay, you are, so he is your scapegoat, understand?”

　　Zhou Yan’s body shook even more violently.

　　After Wu Weihan finished speaking, he left with the people behind him.

　　Zhou Yan looked at Zhao Tong lying in a pool of blood.

　　He leaned over and stretched out his fingers to feel Zhao Tong’s breathing.

　　‘Zhao Tong is dead. He is no longer breathing.’

　　Zhou Yan suddenly felt afraid.

　　He thought of Wu Weihan’s words: “Zhao Tong is not gay, you are.”

　　‘Will it be my turn next?’

　　The overwhelming fear made him unable to stay for another second.

　　His legs went weak and he staggered away. After taking two steps, he broke into a run.

　　He ran faster and faster, not daring to look back.