MTL - The Old Enemy is White Moonlight-Chapter 5 not allowed

Bian Qian was awakened by the school bell, and when she opened her eyes, she found that there was someone beside the bed.

"Wen Qi?"

The voice was hoarse from just waking up.

"Mr. Kong asked me to come. Here is your schoolbag."

"thanks."

The school infirmary is relatively remote, but from here you can hear the noise from the teaching building in the distance, Bian Qian was a little lost in thought, so that after a long delay, she realized that Wen Qi was holding a book of hers in his hand, and the next second the other party Just say:

"You like me that much?"

Bian Qian looked at Wen Qi with confused eyes, and under that thought-provoking smile, he recognized the name of the book, and remembered the name crossed out on a certain page.

She leaned forward and said angrily:

"Who allowed you to read my book!"

"Help you sort out what you accidentally saw in your schoolbag, sorry. But, won't you explain it?"

Wen Qi lifted the book up, but Bian Qian couldn't catch it no matter what, so he got out of breath, sat up directly from the bed, said with red eyes:

"Narcissist! Who likes you! Give me back the book!"

Wen Qi saw that there was only impatience and resentment in Bian Qian's expression, so she let go of her hand, and the book fell to the ground. She wrapped her arms around Bian Qian's waist, and pulled him in front of her, with a worried expression on her face:

"The edge is shallow."

Bian Qian rushed into Wen Qi's arms, wrapped in that cold breath, and then she heard a whisper in her ear:

"When did you start watching me play?"

"Does it look good?"

There is a moon today.

The clouds are very thin, like veils, floating in the dark sky.

A few stars can be seen faintly.

Go forward along the main gate of the school, pass through a traffic light, the road widens, and there are many small shops on both sides.

Going forward, the Entai River flows slowly on the right, gradually hiding behind the building.

The ginkgo bridge is built horizontally on it, with the river as the boundary.

On the left is the noisy night market, and on the other is a park, where old men and women will move their own tables and benches to play chess and poker.

Bian Qian seldom walks this way home, because when school is over, the students of No. 2 Middle School also take this way, and there are so many people.

She mingled among the crowd, watching the human fireworks pass by under the night.

There was still heat behind her ear, as if the person was still talking in her ear.

Bian Qian, who came out of the infirmary, forgot a little, but remembered Wen Qi saying goodbye to her at the school gate:

"See you tomorrow."

The light from the convenience store shone on Wen Qi, and behind him was the school gate with people coming and going.

Like a painting.

There is a small alley beside the river, which is not long, and there are several second-hand bookstores.

10:23, it's too early to go home. Bian Qian put the phone in the school uniform pocket.

The female boss sat at the door packing old books and asked with a smile:

"Are you here to buy books, girl?"

"Um."

"The famous novels are all in the first cabinet, if you can't find any, just call me!"

"it is good."

Perhaps because there are many books, the space seems small.

There is a table at the door, and there are some "Huahuo", "Crazy Reading", "Tao Zhiyaoyao" ... as well as comic books and star picture books.

Going further inside, it starts to squeeze, and the width between the two bookshelves can only stand one person.

"Goo."

She looked towards the source of the sound.

A little pigeon stood in the cage, looking at her lazily.

The eyes are like amber, although they are only the size of soybeans, they are bright and pure.

Bian shallowly cleared his throat:

"Wang."

The pigeon tilted its head and stared wide-eyed:

"Goo?"

Not caring about the little pigeon anymore, she picked a textbook from the pile of books and went to check out the unit sprint paper.

"40, cash or Alipay?"

"Alipay."

The boss handed her the QR code card and asked:

"Is it your friend who was waiting for you at the door just now? It's quite foreign, and she's still wearing a short skirt."

Bian Qian suddenly stopped, raised her eyes and stared at the aunt in front of her:

"friend?"

"Just go to that little girl who is behind you. She seems to be wearing black stockings? I don't have very good eyesight. Anyway, she looks pretty, but she doesn't look very comfortable."

"Do you have any tattoos on your arms?"

"Yes, I saw it when she brushed her hair. Isn't that your friend?"

Bian Qian paid the money, suppressed the disgust welling up in her eyes, and said with a light smile:

"Yes, old friend."

She asked again:

"Did you see where she went?"

"I didn't pay attention to that."

The boss said earnestly:

"Little girl, now is the time to study hard!"

"Well, thank you boss."

After packing the bags, Bian Qian said goodbye to the female shopkeeper and walked to the parking lot.

She walked slowly, and no one caught up with her.

When pushing the cart, I realized that my hands were shaking uncontrollably.

Or the equipment room.

"Just talk when it hurts, so we can take it easy."

"Sister Yan, she definitely won't understand us when we speak human language, hahahaha..."

The girl leaned against the wall with her arms folded, and said with a contemptuous smile:

"Forget it, can you bear it? Then take off her clothes, be careful not to tear them apart, and be careful that she goes to the teacher."

"Okay Sister Yan! But the teacher doesn't care about her. Didn't the teacher tell us to come here, hahaha! Come on, sisters..."

"Fuck it, it's biting!"

Another punch and kick:

"You bite, why don't you bite!"

…

Eyes narrowed.

Yan Qing has not appeared for two years.

What do you want to do this time?

"Helium, lithium, beryllium, boron, carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, fluorine, and neon..."

The first class in the morning had just ended, and many people took advantage of this moment to catch up on sleep. Su Yitong buried her head in her elbows, and was still chanting the periodic table of elements.

Bian Qian wrote the exercises yesterday after 2 o'clock, when she vaguely heard a collision sound on the road, she opened the curtains to see, it was a van and trailer rear-ended, and there were several passengers in the van, which kept arguing non-stop.

Later, I didn't know when I fell asleep, and I was still lying on the table when I was woken up by the alarm clock.

Now not only my eyes are a little hard to open, but my waist is also very sore.

She went to the bathroom to wash her face, and when she came back, she stood on the edge of the corridor to blow air.

It's been cooler recently, and the weather forecast says that it will rain in the next few days.

There are people in the opposite building having breakfast at the window.

After blowing for a while, the time is almost up.

Bian Qian turned his neck a few times and walked towards the back door.

Before entering the door, she saw Wen Qi collecting water on the table in the back corner.

In fact, Wen Qi's seat is closer to the kettle in front.

Maybe there is no water ahead.

Think lightly.

The table where the teapot was placed was not very high, so Wen Qi lowered his head slightly, and part of the ponytail hair ran to her chest with her movements.

Wen Qi's hands are beautiful, slender and slender, but just right. The blue school uniform cuffs cover the wrist bones, making the skin whiter and more delicate.

After receiving the water, just as he was about to leave, Wen Qi suddenly looked sideways, and it seemed that something was written in his aloof eyes:

Peeping at me again, got caught.

Bian Qian stared at Wen Qi indifferently, but at this time Wen Qi had already left.

If you die of thirst, forget it.

she thought viciously.

The class bell rang.

When she returned to her seat, Xu Qiushan walked into the class excitedly with a happy smile on his face, threw the book on the podium, and said loudly:

"classmates!"

"Fuck!"

Su Yitong next to him was so frightened that his body trembled. Fortunately, his voice was not loud, and Bian Qian also trembled.

Everyone else gradually came to their senses.

"You are not in this state, you have to show the vigor of young people!"

There was a wailing in the audience.

"I have some news to tell everyone before class today. A few days ago, our school and the No. 2 Middle School jointly held a math competition. Since we haven't taken the exam since we were divided into classes for arts and sciences, the math teacher and I will make a comprehensive analysis based on your previous results. Two students were selected to participate, that is, students Bian Qian and Wen Qi."

Many eyes were cast in the direction of the two of them.

"The two students did not live up to the high expectations. Both of them did very well in the exam. It is quite a fate. The two of them tied for the first place."

There was warm applause, and many eyes were filled with envy.

"Ah, these two are amazing."

"Damn, it can't be the test paper that Confucius sent back last time. When he talked about it, he said it was the latest competition test paper!"

"The **** test paper can be written by a human!"

"Except these two people, is there still time for me to become a teacher!"

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Su Yitong stared and said:

"My squad leader, are you human! I didn't even understand that thing in the first question!"

"low profile."

"The president is also amazing! No, no, you are both great gods!"

The classmates in the class were still booing, and Lin Nuo also turned around and said that he wanted to learn art from a teacher, and the words of praise were endless.

Bian Qian turned his head to the side, pretending to look for something in the bookcase, and suddenly felt a soreness in his throat.

This kind of cheerful scene is actually not common in her life.

Just like the indifference, pain, and ridicule that I experienced before.

It's all just a cruel old dream.

The end of get out of class happened to be the big break, and Lao Xu took the two of them to the Academic Affairs Office to take pictures, saying that they would post them on the school's honor wall.

The sky is a bit cloudy, and the wind that rolls up brings some coolness.

Only senior one and senior two need to do exercises between classes, so the lights in the classrooms of the senior three building are still on.

The photo taking place is on the second floor, and the Academic Affairs Office only has two floors, but the building is very long, and the playground is opposite.

The student council office seems to be here too.

There were a lot of people taking pictures. It is estimated that No. 1 Middle School did well in the exam this time. When I went up the stairs, I could hear the bohemian laughter of the teachers inside.

Bian Qiangao had been here a few times in a while, and remembered the way.

"It's a good test."

She looked at Wen Qi disdainfully, smirked and said:

"Thank you, I don't need you to praise me."

"Then you are waiting for me to praise you?"

Bian Qian said expressionlessly:

"Then you are waiting for me to scold you?"

Wen Qi couldn't help laughing, and the corners of his eyes curled up when he looked a little alienated, and he was so pleasing to the eye.

Bian Qian looked away and followed Wen Qi in line.

Her eyes have been wandering in the cafeteria and the small hole for buying snacks.

I got up late in the morning and didn't eat, and my stomach feels a little uncomfortable right now.

Bian Qian silently sighed in his heart.

Next time you wake up late, bring some bread in advance.

A teacher happened to come up from downstairs, carrying deep-fried dough sticks and finger cakes in his hands, and the aroma scatter in all directions as he passed her.

"Boom."

Bian Qian didn't notice the stopped team, and bumped headfirst into Wen Qi's back.

She bent down and covered her nose with her hands, tears welling up in her eyes.

The front is the door, you need to line up.

Wen Qi turned around and said:

"you…"

Bian Qian immediately glared at the other party and said angrily:

"What are you! I hate you! Don't talk to me!"

Careless.

Don't focus all your attention on what you eat.

The award-winning students all took advantage of the big recess to take pictures, it was a little crowded, Wen Qi almost turned around just now, their shoulders were close to each other, Bian Qian sensed the special fragrance on Wen Qi, and any Everyone's is different, unlike laundry detergent, which has an indescribably pleasant smell in the clearness.

However, Wen Qi commented on her condescendingly, covering the back of her head with his hands, and said in a magnetic voice without a trace of ups and downs:

"Bian Qian, don't talk to me with this tone, and don't look at me with such eyes."

The magnetic voice came from above the head, almost touching the eardrums.

For a moment, Bian Qian thought of the cat's eyes in the bookstore, the difference is that Wen Qi's eyes are deeper, like an ancient well, just looking at it makes people want to sink into it. Long and thick eyelashes covered the eyelids, but his expression was cold and indifferent.

Bian Qian suddenly had an illusion: Has she met Wen Qi before?

The next moment, this illusion was broken, how could she have known such an annoying guy.

I don't know which office door was slammed shut by the wind, Bian Qian came back to his senses suddenly, threw Wen Qi's hand down and said expressionlessly:

"Why do you order me?"

Some students around looked over, and Old Xu suddenly poked his head out of the window and said:

"Next!"

It was Wen Qi, but Wen Qi just looked at her with downcast eyes. Just when Bian Qian was about to lose, Wen Qi finally turned around and walked into the office.

The finger cake teacher looked here curiously.

Bian Qian shrunk sadly, hid her chin in the collar of her school uniform jacket, the cold cloth rubbed against her burning eartips.

What is fierce.

After taking the photo, Wen Qi stood by the corridor, and several boys ran over from the other end:

"President, I checked, but my classmate accidentally forgot the key to the office, can you open the door again?"

"Um."

She glanced into the room, and it should take a while to reach Bianqian.

These boys are all class leaders. They came to her a few days ago and said that many students in the class reported that they often lost things after they were divided into classes.

The computer of the student union is also monitored.

"It's troublesome, thank you, President!"

"You're welcome."

Before the person had gone far, there were a few whispers:

"Why does the president look so cold, I don't know how to talk to her anymore."

"Last time I saw her at the gym, she was awesome!"

"I have a friend who is in the same class as her. She said that she is cold, but her academic performance is really good. She participated in the competition and won the first prize in the country!"

"..."

Wen Qi was about to close the door, but found that there was a computer in the corner that was not turned on, and it flickered from time to time, so it was very dark.

She walked to the computer and wanted to turn it off, but stopped immediately after seeing the content.

A video from the parking lot was shown on the screen, from last Tuesday.

If I remember correctly, it was the day when she lightly buttoned the neckline.

A group of girls gathered together to beat someone, even from the video, you can feel that they were all killed.

There are a few faces that were expelled, all from their school.

But these people were beaten to the ground after a few minutes, leaving only the bullied person standing in the middle.

Bian Qian covered her stomach, wiped her face and left.

Fighting is pretty good.

Wen Qi looked at it several times with a frosty face, pulled the progress bar back and forth, took out his mobile phone, and took a picture of the face of the girl who talked to Bian Qian at the end, with cold eyes.

The video in the parking lot is only available on the computer in the student union office, and the storage period is very short. Teachers and school police will not come here to watch videos outside the school.

She turned off the computer, sent the photo to someone, and edited the message:

"Catch him, I'll deal with it at night."

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