The Old Enemy is White Moonlight

The woody fragrance and the sweet milky fragrance are mixed together, and the moonlight as white as silver satin falls in the forest. Those tree roots that have been silent for many years finally got their wish, and they will not let go of any light. The soft light on the rough surface fiddled and kneaded crazily, and the crescent moon was bullied and buried in the black night sky. Little did they know that the night sky was the source of her occupation.

She has nowhere to hide.

When his throat was bitten, he willingly lifted his neck and handed over all control to the person in front of him.

"bleeding…"

Bianqian's chest heaved up and down, and because he had no strength, he could only use his forearms to squeeze Wen Qi away from his body.

There was a rusty taste on the tip of the tongue, and the corners of the lips hurt when he gasped.

"Did you steal candy again?"

Bian Qian turned his face to the side, avoiding the hot breath, buried himself in the pillow and did not speak.

Wen Qi went all the way down from Qian Qian's earlobe until she reached her shoulders and neck. She brushed aside the broken hair on Qian Qian's forehead, and said softly:

"It's so sweet, squad leader."

"rogue."

Wen Qi chuckled, ignoring Bian Qian's accusing eyes, dragged him up from the bed, whispered in his ear:

"Where am I a rogue?"

Bian Qian's ears were numb all the time because of this magnetic and gentle voice, feeling anxious about being bullied, she wrinkled her nose and said hard:

"Have you finished your homework?"

"No."

"If you say those unclear things again, I will tell Lao Xu that you don't do your homework at home on weekends, and you only care about playing."

Wen Qi couldn't help laughing out loud, the corners of his cold and indifferent eyes were stained with fireworks that he had never seen before:

"play?"

She held down her shallow lip, swallowed at her Adam's apple, and finally let go.

Kids are so easy to bully.

Just wait until she grows up.

Bian Qian pulled back a round and raised her chin coquettishly. If there was a tail, it would have been fluffy already:

"Go and do your homework."

"Obey, classmate Xiao Bian."

"I am your monitor!"

"Small side."

Bian Qian ran down from the bed angrily, and hit Wen Qi's back with his fist:

"You are necrotic!"

As if waiting, Wen Qi stuck Bianqian between the door frame and his body, holding Bianqian's waist leisurely:

"You delivered this to your door yourself."

A very light and domineering kiss fell.

Wen Qi sat at the desk honestly and wrote the test paper, Bian Qian took advantage of this time to make a phone call on the balcony.

That string of numbers has been memorized since elementary school, but after typing, it always ends in less than half a minute.

The system rang for a long time before the person on the other side answered:

"Hello."

"I'm Bian Qian."

The microphone was silent for a moment, as if confirming who the caller was:

"Why did you call? Is it not enough for living expenses?"

"I went home at noon today."

"so what?"

"I see, Uncle..."

"Don't worry about these things, I know."

Bian Qian's hand holding the phone suddenly froze:

"then you."

The background sound on Xu Sheng's side is still noisy human voices, and the speed of speech has also increased a lot:

"A camera is installed in the bedroom. I have known about these things for a long time. We have already decided to divorce. I didn't expect to be bumped by you."

The flowers on the balcony are very fragrant, the petals and roots are very healthy, well cared for by the owner, lazily basking in the sun.

"Bian Qian, you are studying hard at school. I will move to another city in a few weeks. I am too busy to tell you. I will pay the living expenses to the bank card as usual. You don't have to worry about it. .”

Bianqian squatted in front of the flowerpot, looked at the patterns on the porcelain vase, and suddenly didn't know what to say:

"you are leaving?"

"Um."

what about me.

Are you leaving me alone in this city?

"There's a meeting right now, I'm hanging up."

"Beep, beep, beep..."

A busy tone came from the phone, Bian Qian pressed the hang up button quietly, and remained motionless under the sunshine.

Some farewells are mighty, and some are silent.

It may be that after a sentence is finished, a nostalgic look back,

From then on, this person disappeared from your life.

Only those who have thoughts can meet each other. In many cases, the end of the meeting is actually indefinite.

Bian Qian looked at the world outside the floor-to-ceiling windows in a daze:

So have I been abandoned.

It seems like everything is empty.

"The edge is shallow."

A shout came from behind, Bian Qian turned her head and saw Wen Qi lazily walking over in slippers, her whole body exuded warmth:

"Sir, my homework is finished, can I come and ask for a reward?"

"Can."

"Is everything okay?"

"Um."

Wen Qi also squatted down, rubbed his nose against the shallow side, lifted the man's chin with his fingertips and looked carefully for a while, then lowered his eyes and said:

"Let me give you a reward instead."

Looking at Wen Qi with blushing eyes:

"it is good."

"Spread your hands."

Bian Qian did as he did, Wen Qi put his hand on it and held it tightly:

"Do you want this?"

Bian Qian was stunned for a moment, choked with a chuckle and said:

"want."

5:45 p.m.

Bian Qian put on her school uniform, because she had never seen Wen Qi wearing this black sweater at school, so she didn't zip up the school uniform.

Wen Qi walked into the bathroom, stood behind Bian Qian, and the two looked at each other in the mirror.

Bian Qian couldn't stand this naked look, turned around and stood on tiptoe, covering Wen Qi's eyes with his hands:

"stop looking."

"You have too many hickeys on your neck."

Wen Qi took out a band-aid from his school uniform pocket, tore off the packaging, and precisely covered up the red marks on his shallow neck and collarbone.

Bian Qian straightened Wen Qi's collar, raised his head solemnly and said:

"Wen Qi, I want to say a few important things."

The man raised the corners of his lips inappropriately:

"How did you reach my shoulder, student Xiaobian?"

After picking up Bian Qian and sitting on the sink, the two were able to look at each other, and then said slowly:

"Say it."

Unconvinced, Bian Qian pointed Wen Qi's shoulder with his finger:

"You can't flirt with me in the class, just like this, come to me to exchange questions and agree. Don't just come up to me casually, and whisper to agree. There is one more thing."

"Um?"

A voice more elegant and **** than a cello came to mind, Bianqian trembled indistinctly, resisting the burning temperature on his face and said:

"I like you."

Wen Qi's breathing sank, he pinched his upper shallow calf with both hands, and said patiently:

"Bian Qian, do you still want to study by yourself at night?"

Bian Qian's calf was ticklish, so he shook it, and quickly hummed softly in Wen Qi's ear:

"satyr!"

Then he gently pushed the person away, jumped down and ran away.

6:10 p.m.

The campus was bustling with people. After a day and a half of vacation, students of three ages returned to school with their schoolbags on their backs, and the snack stall at the entrance of No. 1 Middle School was bustling again.

I'm going to meet Liang Youchen tonight.

Bian Qian separated from Wen Qi in the corridor, and as soon as he entered through the back door, he saw a person from Class 22 who should not have appeared.

Lin Nuo in the row in front of her hadn't come yet, and Qin Yichen was sitting in Lin Nuo's seat, talking with Shi Huai.

Su Yitong looked at the two people in front of him in horror, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Bian Qian approaching, with his mouth closed and his hands frantically saying hello, even afterimages came out.

Bian Qian put her schoolbag on the seat, because her movements were very light, and the two people in front did not notice her coming.

A hand poked her arm.

Bian Qian took the draft paper from Su Yitong, and saw a few big characters on the paper:

"Fuck! What's going on with the two of them!"

She shook her head and handed the draft paper back.

There is still some time before the class starts, and there are not many people in the class, and many of them arrive all at once within the last five minutes.

The girls sitting in front secretly looked back.

Qin Yichen was holding the compulsory questions for the college entrance examination, which was comprehensive in liberal arts, and came to ask Shi Huaishen, who was studying science:

"Huaishen, do you know why the residents of the Loess Plateau wear headscarves?"

Shi Huaishen must have been annoyed by the nagging, he gave the side a look of chasing someone away like alms, and concentrated on looking at the test paper.

"Huaishen, why don't you talk to me?"

Hearing this, Su Yitong stared at Bianqian with two big eyes, more excited than seeing Lao Xu at the back door after stealing spicy noodles in class.

Not only Su Yitong, but Bian Qian also raised his eyebrows, the tough man was tender.

"Quarrel."

Qin Yichen was not shocked at all, and closed the required questions for the college entrance examination, showing his true face:

"Huaishen, the water heater in my house is broken, can I take a bath at your house tonight?"

As soon as the pen tip of the person who wrote the test paper stopped, his cold and jade-like face was stained with crimson, and he lowered his eyes, and it took a long time to answer:

"Um."

Bian Qian and Su Yitong stared blankly at each other, seeing incredible in each other's eyes, Bian Qian took out his homework in a daze, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a girl coming in from the back door.

Not their class.

But she looks very good-looking, with makeup on, and the whole person is small, cute and agile.

Bian Qian didn't pay much attention at first, and people from other classes would come to visit to find friends to play with.

but.

The girl sat in front of Wen Qi.

Bian Qian pretended to raise her eyes inadvertently, staring over there.

The class is not particularly noisy, and the conversation can be vaguely heard:

"President, can you help me with this question?"

"I'm Yue Rong, the president doesn't remember me?"

The girl smiled so much that her two canine teeth were exposed, and her eyes were almost glued to Wen Qi.

A hand suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, Bian Qian came back to his senses, and found that Su Yitong was looking at her with doubtful eyes:

"Squad leader, what's wrong with you, what are you looking at?"

When Qin Yichen heard this sentence, the squad leader turned around and greeted with a smile:

"Meet you again, hello."

"Hello."

For some reason, Qin Yichen subconsciously looked at Wen Qi's seat after saying hello, and said in surprise after a while:

"Oops! Why did Captain Wen chat with the little girl again?"

When Su Yitong heard the words, he suddenly realized:

"Squad leader, so you are looking at God Wen."

Qin Yichen suppressed a smile and chatted with Su Yitong:

"Student, Team Wen is very popular in your class."

"No, that girl isn't from our class, I haven't seen her before. But Master Wen is indeed very popular, and there are countless love letters received on the table."

Holding the test paper in his hand, Bian Qian silently wrote an explanation on it.

Su Yitong came over and asked strangely:

"Squad leader, this is an English test paper, why are you writing the solution?"

Qin Yichen in front laughed so hard that he almost turned his back, Wen Qi glanced at the back row, and said something to the girl, but the girl walked away holding the book as if she wanted to cry.

Bian shallow wrinkled his nose and crossed out the word Jie.

Humph.

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hum~

Happy Valentine's Day~