Reversed Life: Chapter 7 - What Kind of School Tyrant Uses the Door Instead of Climbing Through Windows?
Chapter 7: What Kind of School Tyrant Uses the Door Instead of Climbing Through Windows?
At that moment, the level of shock Fang Lingli felt went far beyond simple fear.
For several short breaths, her mind went completely blank. An overwhelming sense of violation and panic gripped her throat like an invisible hand. Reflected deep within her pupils was that face whose very smile radiated danger. And the first thought that flashed through her mind after she came back to herself was—Run!
But she couldn’t. In the next instant, the lazily crouching Qiao Nan suddenly changed expression. Amid the screams from He Xiaokui and the others, who reacted a beat too late, the figure reflected in Fang Lingli’s eyes was suddenly right in front of her. She didn’t even have time to think about resisting before a powerful force at her neck slammed her into one of the restroom stalls beside them.
Her back crashed hard against the partition wall. At the same time the lock clicked shut with a clean snap, an explosive bang rang out beside her ear, making her whole body jolt violently.
“Aaaahhhhhh—!”
He Xiaokui and the others were terrified out of their minds. They immediately began pounding frantically on the stall door from outside.
“Hey!!!!”
“Open the door, open the door, open the door!!!”
“Fang Lingli— Fang Lingli—!”
“Mu Xiangxiang, are you looking for death?! What are you trying to do?! Open the door now!!!”
The flimsy stall door shook weakly under the repeated blows, but Qiao Nan ignored all of it. He merely lowered his eyes expressionlessly toward the girl trapped between his arm and the partition.
As a man with fairly strict moral standards, Qiao Nan had never hit a woman in his life. Even back in the day, when girls accompanying rival gangs had especially annoyed him during fights, the worst retaliation he’d dealt was kicking his actual targets a few extra times. But at this very moment, facing the girl who had caused Mu Xiangxiang so much trouble last semester, he realized—with rare surprise—that his violent impulses had actually spread into physical action.
Still, that impulse was quickly restrained by reason.
Not only because of his personal rule of “not hitting women,” but more importantly because he clearly understood that he was currently using Mu Xiangxiang’s body.
If he were still his old self—the untouchable school tyrant—then beating someone up would just be beating someone up. At worst, after walking out the door, his buddies might mock him a little, but no one would actually be able to do anything to him. But Mu Xiangxiang was different.
When he’d first heard her describe how she dealt with bullying at school, his immediate reaction had been: Is this girl an idiot? Isn’t she way too weak? They walk all over her like this and she still doesn’t retaliate?
But now, he suddenly understood her restraint. And that restraint wasn’t weakness at all. On the contrary, it carried a kind of strength that actually inspired awe in him.
That said, he definitely couldn’t imitate that kind of strength. Even though they had swapped souls, they’d grown up in completely different worlds, and Qiao Nan’s instinctive solution was still to use force directly.
So even if he wasn’t going to hurt anyone, he still intended to use a more straightforward method to tell these annoying little pests to stop bouncing around in front of him like fleas.
Qiao Nan didn’t think that would be difficult.
After all, having ruled this school for so many years, he knew countless ways to avoid the school authorities’ notice.
A fake school tyrant facing a real one—their presences simply weren’t on the same level. The moment he stopped playing by the rules, Fang Lingli, who had acted so aggressive before, immediately started losing her nerve. One of Qiao Nan’s arms was braced beside her ear, and the posture carried an intensely invasive sense of pressure. It made her both humiliated and panicked. The moment she snapped back to herself, she tried to fight back.
Although Qiao Nan’s current body no longer had much strength, his combat instincts remained intact. If he had to face everyone outside at once, he’d definitely take a beating. But with only Fang Lingli in front of him, there was no difficulty at all. Dodging the knee she kicked upward, the two exchanged several rapid moves in the cramped space. With a dark expression, Qiao Nan drove his elbow into the spot just above her collarbone. “Behave yourself.”
“Ah!!” Fang Lingli went half numb from that strike, letting out a sharp scream as her face instantly turned deathly pale. “What do you think you’re doing?! Get away from me!!”
Qiao Nan smiled faintly and even kindly reached out a hand to steady her so she wouldn’t collapse in panic. “What’s wrong? Didn’t you come looking for me yourself?”
Fang Lingli tried to avoid his support but couldn’t. Her confidence completely collapsed. She slid down against the wall, looking at Qiao Nan as if she’d seen a ghost, barely able to form words. “...I… Mu Xiangxiang, y-you don’t get cocky…”
The girl standing in front of her lowered her head slightly; strands of hair brushed across her forehead. Her delicate face showed no expression anymore—only a pair of dark, glassy eyes like black mercury, fixed on Fang Lingli without emotion.
“Fang Lingli! Fang Lingli!” The screams from earlier had terrified the girls outside who were trying to break the door open. Someone was already crying. “...Are you okay? Lingli! Lingli! Say something! Are you alright?! Don’t scare us!”
Qiao Nan raised his hand and slammed a fist against the door. “Shut up!”
When silence finally fell outside, he turned back to Fang Lingli, his voice turning as cold as his expression. “I’ll ask again. What did you come here to do to me?”
How was she supposed to answer that? Her body was numb and she couldn’t stand up, and every move of the other person was completely beyond her control. Fang Lingli felt like she was trapped in a horror film. Her mental defenses finally collapsed, and she bit her lip, letting out a terrified whimper.
Imagining all kinds of horrifying scenarios, several of the girls outside also began to cry. But among them, there were still some who kept their composure. At this moment, one of them said urgently, “Stay here! I’m going to find the janitor! Find a teacher!”
“Yes! Yes!” the others, completely panicked, quickly agreed.
Hearing this, Fang Lingli jolted. As if she had suddenly found a backer, her fearful gaze toward Qiao Nan was instantly replaced with unconcealed resentment.
She truly couldn’t accept that the girl who terrified her so much now was the same Mu Xiangxiang who had always endured her bullying and provocations earlier that semester. To be humiliated by someone she had looked down on—Fang Lingli felt as if she were bleeding inside. Once the school found out about this, she would definitely be reprimanded afterward, but right now the most important thing was to get out. After that, she would naturally have countless ways to take revenge.
She wasn’t very smart; her thoughts were practically written on her face. Qiao Nan took in her shifting expression in an instant and could easily guess what she was planning next.
As their eyes met, the girls outside suddenly cried out in relief: “We found her! We found her! They found Director Li—she’s coming right now!”
Amid Fang Lingli’s increasingly obvious sneer, Qiao Nan suddenly curled his lips again. “You look pretty happy, don’t you?”
Just then, the girls outside, eagerly waiting for the teacher’s arrival, suddenly heard a crisp click from inside the stall. Then the door opened.
Everyone stared in shock at the two figures revealed behind it.
Fang Lingli, still sitting on the ground, froze for a moment before jolting upright and grabbing the doorframe to struggle to her feet. Half her body was still numb, but her confidence had already returned—she assumed Qiao Nan had backed down out of fear of the arriving teacher.
So she immediately turned aggressive again. Shaking off a friend who tried to help her, she forced herself to act tough and spat out threats: “Mu Xiangxiang, I’ll remember this! Don’t think I’ll let you off just because you backed down this time BALABLABALABLA…”
Qiao Nan slowly walked out of the stall. His expression hadn’t changed, as if he hadn’t even heard the threats. He strolled lazily to the window, pushed open the slightly cracked window all the way, and leaned out to look.
He murmured to himself, “Second floor, huh…”
Footsteps were already faintly audible rushing toward the restroom door.
Fang Lingli’s face turned green. “Are you even listening to me?!”
Qiao Nan retracted her head and looked at Fang Lingli thoughtfully, her gaze circling over her body.
Fang Lingli suddenly saw that refined face—which had been exerting a strong pressure on her since earlier—reveal a malicious smile again.
A sense of danger surged up her body from her feet in an instant. But by the time she realized it, her body had already been yanked forcefully toward the window. The faint scent of the girl’s school uniform detergent filled her nose at the same time, followed immediately by a sensation of weightlessness—
Qiao Nan wrapped an arm around her, braced a hand on the windowsill, and without the slightest hesitation jumped straight out of the second-floor window!!
Everyone in the restroom went completely hysterical. The girls screamed almost at the same time and rushed toward the window.
Several boys who had been running toward the teaching building nearby also stopped dead in their tracks, their faces turning pale.
But the tragedy they had imagined did not happen. Qiao Nan used the momentum midair to steady himself and landed very nimbly in the grass. Even with someone in his arms, his movements remained relaxed and controlled.
After landing, he casually smoothed his fringe, then turned back and tilted his head up, blowing a kiss toward the girls crowded at the restroom window.
Then he mercilessly tore Fang Lingli, who was still clinging tightly to him and trembling violently, away from his body.
Fang Lingli’s legs gave out immediately and she collapsed onto her knees in the grass. She couldn’t say a single word—her muscles were trembling from physiological fear, and her mind was completely blank. She felt as if she had just brushed against death itself. Yet the only things she could recall were the pleasant scent from the girl who had held her, and that wild, dazzling look in her eyes at the moment she jumped from the window.
Qiao Nan crouched down in front of her, extended a finger, and lightly traced it upward along her throat.
Fang Lingli realized that at this moment, she felt no resistance at all—instead, she even obediently tilted her chin up to follow the motion.
The girl’s beautiful face in front of her slowly broke into a smile she would never forget.
“One warning,” the pleasant female voice drawled, playful as if they were sharing some intimate secret, though the meaning was anything but.
“If there’s a next time, I’ll throw you down there alone.”
Qiao Nan patted her now blank face, slowly stood up, and stretched lazily in the warm sunlight as if no one else were around.
Then she turned around, glanced at the rigid boys standing not far away, raised an eyebrow, and walked off without acknowledging them.
When she returned to the classroom, the front desk seat that had been sitting arrogantly wide had already sensibly been moved back into place. Someone had even kindly pulled Qiao Nan’s desk forward a little. After checking it, Qiao Nan sat down in satisfaction. She leaned back lazily in her chair and flipped through a book for a while. Before class started, she suddenly remembered something. Amid the subtle, covert stares that hadn’t stopped since she arrived at school that morning, she turned around and said, “Hey.”
The boy sitting behind her wore glasses. When he met her gaze, he nervously pushed them up. “W-what?”
Qiao Nan casually picked up one of his books and flipped it open, glancing at the neatly written name on the first page. “Luo Yong? Nice handwriting. Do you usually take notes?”
Luo Yong: “…Huh?”
Qiao Nan casually tossed him a blank-looking notebook and smiled. “Next period is math—help me out?”
The short-haired girl’s unguarded smile was extremely familiar and natural.
Qiao Nan saw the studious-looking boy suddenly turn red and look away. After a moment, he softly replied, “...Okay.”
At that moment, the level of shock Fang Lingli felt went far beyond simple fear.
For several short breaths, her mind went completely blank. An overwhelming sense of violation and panic gripped her throat like an invisible hand. Reflected deep within her pupils was that face whose very smile radiated danger. And the first thought that flashed through her mind after she came back to herself was—Run!
But she couldn’t. In the next instant, the lazily crouching Qiao Nan suddenly changed expression. Amid the screams from He Xiaokui and the others, who reacted a beat too late, the figure reflected in Fang Lingli’s eyes was suddenly right in front of her. She didn’t even have time to think about resisting before a powerful force at her neck slammed her into one of the restroom stalls beside them.
Her back crashed hard against the partition wall. At the same time the lock clicked shut with a clean snap, an explosive bang rang out beside her ear, making her whole body jolt violently.
“Aaaahhhhhh—!”
He Xiaokui and the others were terrified out of their minds. They immediately began pounding frantically on the stall door from outside.
“Hey!!!!”
“Open the door, open the door, open the door!!!”
“Fang Lingli— Fang Lingli—!”
“Mu Xiangxiang, are you looking for death?! What are you trying to do?! Open the door now!!!”
The flimsy stall door shook weakly under the repeated blows, but Qiao Nan ignored all of it. He merely lowered his eyes expressionlessly toward the girl trapped between his arm and the partition.
As a man with fairly strict moral standards, Qiao Nan had never hit a woman in his life. Even back in the day, when girls accompanying rival gangs had especially annoyed him during fights, the worst retaliation he’d dealt was kicking his actual targets a few extra times. But at this very moment, facing the girl who had caused Mu Xiangxiang so much trouble last semester, he realized—with rare surprise—that his violent impulses had actually spread into physical action.
Still, that impulse was quickly restrained by reason.
Not only because of his personal rule of “not hitting women,” but more importantly because he clearly understood that he was currently using Mu Xiangxiang’s body.
If he were still his old self—the untouchable school tyrant—then beating someone up would just be beating someone up. At worst, after walking out the door, his buddies might mock him a little, but no one would actually be able to do anything to him. But Mu Xiangxiang was different.
When he’d first heard her describe how she dealt with bullying at school, his immediate reaction had been: Is this girl an idiot? Isn’t she way too weak? They walk all over her like this and she still doesn’t retaliate?
But now, he suddenly understood her restraint. And that restraint wasn’t weakness at all. On the contrary, it carried a kind of strength that actually inspired awe in him.
That said, he definitely couldn’t imitate that kind of strength. Even though they had swapped souls, they’d grown up in completely different worlds, and Qiao Nan’s instinctive solution was still to use force directly.
So even if he wasn’t going to hurt anyone, he still intended to use a more straightforward method to tell these annoying little pests to stop bouncing around in front of him like fleas.
Qiao Nan didn’t think that would be difficult.
After all, having ruled this school for so many years, he knew countless ways to avoid the school authorities’ notice.
A fake school tyrant facing a real one—their presences simply weren’t on the same level. The moment he stopped playing by the rules, Fang Lingli, who had acted so aggressive before, immediately started losing her nerve. One of Qiao Nan’s arms was braced beside her ear, and the posture carried an intensely invasive sense of pressure. It made her both humiliated and panicked. The moment she snapped back to herself, she tried to fight back.
Although Qiao Nan’s current body no longer had much strength, his combat instincts remained intact. If he had to face everyone outside at once, he’d definitely take a beating. But with only Fang Lingli in front of him, there was no difficulty at all. Dodging the knee she kicked upward, the two exchanged several rapid moves in the cramped space. With a dark expression, Qiao Nan drove his elbow into the spot just above her collarbone. “Behave yourself.”
“Ah!!” Fang Lingli went half numb from that strike, letting out a sharp scream as her face instantly turned deathly pale. “What do you think you’re doing?! Get away from me!!”
Qiao Nan smiled faintly and even kindly reached out a hand to steady her so she wouldn’t collapse in panic. “What’s wrong? Didn’t you come looking for me yourself?”
Fang Lingli tried to avoid his support but couldn’t. Her confidence completely collapsed. She slid down against the wall, looking at Qiao Nan as if she’d seen a ghost, barely able to form words. “...I… Mu Xiangxiang, y-you don’t get cocky…”
The girl standing in front of her lowered her head slightly; strands of hair brushed across her forehead. Her delicate face showed no expression anymore—only a pair of dark, glassy eyes like black mercury, fixed on Fang Lingli without emotion.
“Fang Lingli! Fang Lingli!” The screams from earlier had terrified the girls outside who were trying to break the door open. Someone was already crying. “...Are you okay? Lingli! Lingli! Say something! Are you alright?! Don’t scare us!”
Qiao Nan raised his hand and slammed a fist against the door. “Shut up!”
When silence finally fell outside, he turned back to Fang Lingli, his voice turning as cold as his expression. “I’ll ask again. What did you come here to do to me?”
How was she supposed to answer that? Her body was numb and she couldn’t stand up, and every move of the other person was completely beyond her control. Fang Lingli felt like she was trapped in a horror film. Her mental defenses finally collapsed, and she bit her lip, letting out a terrified whimper.
Imagining all kinds of horrifying scenarios, several of the girls outside also began to cry. But among them, there were still some who kept their composure. At this moment, one of them said urgently, “Stay here! I’m going to find the janitor! Find a teacher!”
“Yes! Yes!” the others, completely panicked, quickly agreed.
Hearing this, Fang Lingli jolted. As if she had suddenly found a backer, her fearful gaze toward Qiao Nan was instantly replaced with unconcealed resentment.
She truly couldn’t accept that the girl who terrified her so much now was the same Mu Xiangxiang who had always endured her bullying and provocations earlier that semester. To be humiliated by someone she had looked down on—Fang Lingli felt as if she were bleeding inside. Once the school found out about this, she would definitely be reprimanded afterward, but right now the most important thing was to get out. After that, she would naturally have countless ways to take revenge.
She wasn’t very smart; her thoughts were practically written on her face. Qiao Nan took in her shifting expression in an instant and could easily guess what she was planning next.
As their eyes met, the girls outside suddenly cried out in relief: “We found her! We found her! They found Director Li—she’s coming right now!”
Amid Fang Lingli’s increasingly obvious sneer, Qiao Nan suddenly curled his lips again. “You look pretty happy, don’t you?”
Just then, the girls outside, eagerly waiting for the teacher’s arrival, suddenly heard a crisp click from inside the stall. Then the door opened.
Everyone stared in shock at the two figures revealed behind it.
Fang Lingli, still sitting on the ground, froze for a moment before jolting upright and grabbing the doorframe to struggle to her feet. Half her body was still numb, but her confidence had already returned—she assumed Qiao Nan had backed down out of fear of the arriving teacher.
So she immediately turned aggressive again. Shaking off a friend who tried to help her, she forced herself to act tough and spat out threats: “Mu Xiangxiang, I’ll remember this! Don’t think I’ll let you off just because you backed down this time BALABLABALABLA…”
Qiao Nan slowly walked out of the stall. His expression hadn’t changed, as if he hadn’t even heard the threats. He strolled lazily to the window, pushed open the slightly cracked window all the way, and leaned out to look.
He murmured to himself, “Second floor, huh…”
Footsteps were already faintly audible rushing toward the restroom door.
Fang Lingli’s face turned green. “Are you even listening to me?!”
Qiao Nan retracted her head and looked at Fang Lingli thoughtfully, her gaze circling over her body.
Fang Lingli suddenly saw that refined face—which had been exerting a strong pressure on her since earlier—reveal a malicious smile again.
A sense of danger surged up her body from her feet in an instant. But by the time she realized it, her body had already been yanked forcefully toward the window. The faint scent of the girl’s school uniform detergent filled her nose at the same time, followed immediately by a sensation of weightlessness—
Qiao Nan wrapped an arm around her, braced a hand on the windowsill, and without the slightest hesitation jumped straight out of the second-floor window!!
Everyone in the restroom went completely hysterical. The girls screamed almost at the same time and rushed toward the window.
Several boys who had been running toward the teaching building nearby also stopped dead in their tracks, their faces turning pale.
But the tragedy they had imagined did not happen. Qiao Nan used the momentum midair to steady himself and landed very nimbly in the grass. Even with someone in his arms, his movements remained relaxed and controlled.
After landing, he casually smoothed his fringe, then turned back and tilted his head up, blowing a kiss toward the girls crowded at the restroom window.
Then he mercilessly tore Fang Lingli, who was still clinging tightly to him and trembling violently, away from his body.
Fang Lingli’s legs gave out immediately and she collapsed onto her knees in the grass. She couldn’t say a single word—her muscles were trembling from physiological fear, and her mind was completely blank. She felt as if she had just brushed against death itself. Yet the only things she could recall were the pleasant scent from the girl who had held her, and that wild, dazzling look in her eyes at the moment she jumped from the window.
Qiao Nan crouched down in front of her, extended a finger, and lightly traced it upward along her throat.
Fang Lingli realized that at this moment, she felt no resistance at all—instead, she even obediently tilted her chin up to follow the motion.
The girl’s beautiful face in front of her slowly broke into a smile she would never forget.
“One warning,” the pleasant female voice drawled, playful as if they were sharing some intimate secret, though the meaning was anything but.
“If there’s a next time, I’ll throw you down there alone.”
Qiao Nan patted her now blank face, slowly stood up, and stretched lazily in the warm sunlight as if no one else were around.
Then she turned around, glanced at the rigid boys standing not far away, raised an eyebrow, and walked off without acknowledging them.
When she returned to the classroom, the front desk seat that had been sitting arrogantly wide had already sensibly been moved back into place. Someone had even kindly pulled Qiao Nan’s desk forward a little. After checking it, Qiao Nan sat down in satisfaction. She leaned back lazily in her chair and flipped through a book for a while. Before class started, she suddenly remembered something. Amid the subtle, covert stares that hadn’t stopped since she arrived at school that morning, she turned around and said, “Hey.”
The boy sitting behind her wore glasses. When he met her gaze, he nervously pushed them up. “W-what?”
Qiao Nan casually picked up one of his books and flipped it open, glancing at the neatly written name on the first page. “Luo Yong? Nice handwriting. Do you usually take notes?”
Luo Yong: “…Huh?”
Qiao Nan casually tossed him a blank-looking notebook and smiled. “Next period is math—help me out?”
The short-haired girl’s unguarded smile was extremely familiar and natural.
Qiao Nan saw the studious-looking boy suddenly turn red and look away. After a moment, he softly replied, “...Okay.”
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