Twilight Quadruple.
The gate of the community is lit, and the broad road is like daytime.
In the cold December wind, the girl raised her eyes, her peach blossom eyes shining brightly.
Her voice was soft and soft: "I'm here, thank you for sending me back."
Gu Miao lowered her head, trying to hide her wound, but her red ears were exposed.
The lights here are so bright, he must be very ugly now.
He murmured unconsciously, "Well, thank you, your medicine."
The tall and tall teenager bowed his head slightly, like a little milk dog who made a mistake, showing a fluffy top of his hair, which was very cute.
Cheng Chu tried his best to suppress the corners of his slightly curved mouth, and whispered, "It's okay, don't fight again next time. If you don't say anything about your injury, you will be punished by the school."
"Yeah." The young man lowered Wu Chengcheng's eyes and said with reluctance: "Then, I'm leaving?"
Cheng Chu nodded.
The cold wind was blowing at the entrance of the community, Gu Miao's back was elongated by scattered lights, and disappeared into the long silent night of the sea market.
Cheng Chu didn't sleep well that night.
In the chaotic dreams, it is all about the youth being punished.
His usual pine-like back was slightly bent, and the corners of his mouth were bruised with bruises. He stood on the high rostrum and read the letter of repentance word by word.
The sea market in December is cold and dry, and the cold wind is howling.
The people in the audience looked at him with contempt and disgust.
Life seemed to return to the way it was before, Gu Miao stopped talking, always sat gloomily in the corner of the class, and stopped saying a word.
Including her.
The moonlight shone through the window, and the girl lying on the bed suddenly opened her eyes.
It was obviously a cold December, but Cheng Chu was sweating, and strands of wet hair stuck to her white face. She opened her mouth slightly, gasping for breath.
Her heart was beating like crazy, and she felt the blood all over her body getting colder.
Can't let such a thing happen, can't let Gu Miao be punished.
The cold wind blew into the house, and the wind chimes on the windowsill shook slightly.
In the dark, Cheng Chu leaned against the pillow, drowsiness gradually subsided.
She must find a way to make Wang Yan admit to having done those things, and make Song Xinyu pay the price.
Early on Saturday morning, Cheng Chu was woken up by the phone ringing.
She touched the phone in a daze and pressed the answer button.
"Chuchu, are you awake, if you wake up, I'll ask the driver to pick you up?" Cheng Yue asked.
The sun shone through the cracks of the window, and a golden streak ran across the off-white quilt.
Cheng Chu turned over and said vaguely, "I'm still in bed, why don't you ask Uncle Wang to come back in an hour."
"Okay, I'll talk to Uncle Wang."
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Chu set an alarm clock for forty-five minutes later, and fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.
An hour later, Cheng Chu put on a coat at will, put on his schoolbag and went out.
A low-key Bentley was heard at the entrance of the community. Uncle Wang, the driver, stood by the door. Seeing her coming, he hurriedly opened the door for her.
Cheng Chu bent slightly, only to find that his mother was actually in the car.
"Why don't you dress up well?" Fu Rong frowned, "Didn't you say you want to go shopping with me?"
Cheng Chu paused, then remembered that he had promised to go shopping with his mother on Saturday a few days ago.
She got into the car and smiled ingratiatingly: "I will accompany you, of course. I don't have any new clothes, so I just went to buy a few."
Fu Rong took her by the shoulders, touched her face again, and said lovingly, "Look, I have lost weight in my studies recently, and I must make up for it today."
There were nightmares all night, and Cheng Chu didn't sleep well at all. He rested on his mother's shoulder in the car, and fell asleep again.
Half an hour later, Fu Rong took Cheng Chu into the mall.
The high-end shopping mall exudes a pleasant fragrance, and the heating is turned on. Cheng Chu's confused mind finally clears up.
The Cheng family has many industries, and this shopping mall is one of them.
Every quarter, the brand will deliver new products to Cheng's house, but Fu Rong still likes to come to the mall to scan the goods.
As soon as the two entered the store, the shopping guide greeted them attentively, pouring tea and water, so attentive.
"Mrs. Cheng, our new product for this season just arrived yesterday, are you interested in seeing it?"
Fu Rong turned her head and said, "Chuchu, if you like something, just ask them to wrap it up. I'll go look at the bag first."
Cheng Chu nodded, she drank the tea poured by the shopping guide, and flipped through a few pages of the magazine, feeling that her interest was lacking.
There was no one in the store, she looked up and saw glasses on a shelf not far away.
Under the bright light, the edge of the golden eyes reflects the bright light, which makes the glasses more delicate.
The shopping guide next to him approached obediently: "Miss Cheng wants to see the frames, they are all new products in the store, and they are very popular recently."
"Well." Cheng Chu stood up, took the glasses frame handed over by the shopping guide, and lowered his eyes slightly.
The girl casually wore a coat, her black hair draped slightly over her shoulders, looking peaceful and gentle.
The shopping guide recognized that it was Max Mara's new coat this year. One piece was tens of thousands of dollars in size. The girl looked even better than the model.
Cheng Chu held the temples and looked at the glasses in his hand.
She couldn't help but imagine Gu Miao wearing these glasses.
The boy's straight nose was wearing Sven's gold-rimmed glasses, and he was wearing a clean white shirt, buttoned up to the very top.
His brows were stern, his thin lips pursed slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly when he spoke.
Abstinence and seduction.
In the previous life, Gu Miao never wore glasses, and Cheng Chu didn't even know that he was short-sighted.
But the young Gu Miao always wore a pair of dull black-framed glasses between her nose, which suppressed Qing Jun between her brows.
The sound of high heels tapping on the tile floor came slowly, and Fu Rong came over, looked at the glasses frame in Cheng Chu's hand, turned her head and waved to the shopping guide: "Wrap the frame in her hand too, and so on. Check out together."
"No, I'll just take a look." Cheng Chu smiled and handed the frame to the shopping guide: "Thank you."
"Buy it if you like it. I know you little girls are wearing flat mirrors now, and the decoration is pretty good." Fu Rong smiled kindly: "What else do you like, let's buy it together?"
"I really don't need it, I just have a look." Cheng Chu said seriously.
The logo is engraved on the temple of the glasses, although it is not obvious, but you will find it if you look closely.
This brand of things is not cheap, and the young man has strong self-esteem, and he will definitely not accept such an expensive gift.
Cheng Chu was always cautious about Gu Miao.
She understands the suffering of the young man, as well as his inferiority complex and sensitivity.
He fights for himself, desperately, and secretly deals with those who make things difficult and bully.
He concealed his pain and pain, never willing to say a word.
Even though Gu Miao, who was young and introverted, is far from the boss Gu who was in the shopping mall in Cheng Chu's memory.
But Cheng Chu knew that he was always that person.
He is the one who will hide all the surging emotions in his heart and secretly love himself for many years.
The winter afternoon sun is exceptionally warm.
It was already afternoon when she got home, and Fu Rong went back to her room to take a nap.
There was no one in the huge villa, because Cheng Chu had no sleepiness after sleeping in the car for a long time.
She wandered to her small garden.
In the winter garden, there are plum blossoms, and the little red plums are adorned between the branches, which is poetic and picturesque.
Cheng Chu was lying on the rocking chair, looking at the sky, feeling disappointed.
"Hey Cheng Chu, are you back?"
Cheng Chu's thoughts came back and forth by the sudden voice. She raised her eyes and saw Lin Qifeng leaning on the railing on the second floor next door, smiling at her slyly.
Waving his hand casually, Cheng Chu replied listlessly: "Well, I'm back."
"I'm bored to death. If you come over, we'll chat for a while."
Lin Qifeng is a man of the school. There are always a few people in each class who can call him brothers and sisters. If you ask him, maybe there will be a solution.
Sure enough, after hearing Cheng Chu's question, Lin Qifeng pondered for a moment, and said, "You said Wang Yan, we played together, he is the school's sports student, he is okay, but I heard that he had mixed in in junior high school. For a while, the ball was really good, what's the matter, why did you suddenly ask this person?"
Cheng Chu didn't tell him what happened at school, but only asked him if he knew Wang Yan.
"People are okay? Are you sure?" Cheng Chu really didn't believe that the person who would come to splash her ink and want to stop her from get out of class would be any better.
Lin Qifeng scratched his head: "As far as I get along with him, it's like this."
Cheng Chu frowned, she felt that Lin Qifeng had no reason to lie to her.
But if Wang Yanren is not bad, why would he do such a thing? Why did he listen to Song Xinyu so much
The sun was setting, and the sky was dyed a brilliant crimson.
When Cheng Chu came out of Lin Qifeng's house, he passed by his garage and saw Uncle Wang coming out of it.
"Miss." He nodded politely to Cheng Chu.
Cheng Chu smiled slightly: "Uncle Wang, are you ready to go home?"
"Yes, my wife and children are waiting for dinner at home." Uncle Wang smiled kindly.
The two exchanged a few words and were about to say goodbye when Cheng Chu suddenly asked, "Uncle Wang, can you do me a favor?"
"Miss, just say anything if you have something to do. If you have anything to help, don't help." Uncle Wang said with a smile.
Cheng Chu lowered his head, pondered for a moment, and said, "You can help me find someone, but can you tell my parents and brother? I promise not to do anything bad."
Under the setting sun, the peach blossom eyes of the girl Qing Lingling showed sincerity, and there were also a few shallow prayers.
Uncle Wang hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
He used to be a soldier, and he knows quite a lot about this aspect.
Cheng Chu didn't expect Uncle Wang's efficiency to be so high.
On Sunday afternoon, after she finished piano lessons, when she went downstairs, Uncle Wang was already waiting at the door.
After getting in the car, he handed Cheng Chu a document.
There is a car perfume in the car, with an aquatic fragrance, which smells refreshing.
Cheng Chu lowered his eyes and looked at Wang Yan's information.
Both parents died when he was three years old, and since then, he has lived with his only grandmother.
When I was in junior high school, I went astray and worked as a gangster for a few years.
But in the third year of junior high school, his grandmother was seriously ill, so he accepted his heart, and finally was admitted to Haishi No. 1 Middle School as a special sports student.
In recent years, Wang Yan's grandmother has been lingering on the side of the disease. In order to raise money, he spends all his spare time working part-time, just to collect some medical expenses.
But last week, my grandmother's condition suddenly worsened and she was admitted to the ICU. Although she was transferred to a general ward a few days later, the cost was still terrifyingly high.
Desperate, Wang Yan had to borrow usury loans, but such high interest rates were not something he could afford.
The tangled thread in my mind seemed to find the thread in an instant, and those looming clues became clear at once.
The weather on Monday was exceptionally clear.
At the end of the flag-raising ceremony, the students lined up in long lines from the playground to the teaching building.
The morning light was dazzling, and the playground was crowded with people of three years, and it was impossible to see the end.
Cheng Chu and Luo Qianqian slowly followed at the end of the class.
In the commotion, Cheng Chu heard the squad leader talking to others.
She vaguely heard the words "Gu Miao" and "punishment".
Cheng Chu was startled, and hurriedly took a few steps forward and grabbed the monitor: "What punishment did you just say?"
The squad leader was staggered. He looked back at Cheng Chu, and the anger in his eyes subsided a bit.
"It was Gu Miao's fight last week. Wang Yan's class teacher went on a business trip last week and came back this week. It is estimated that they will discuss the punishment."
There are a few holly trees planted next to the playground, which are still lush even in the harsh winter.
Gu Miao stood at the end of the team, with a pair of indifferent eyes that seemed to melt in the cold winter. He looked blankly at the crowd in front of him, as if the people around him were not discussing him.
The one who started the fight first had to take a major demerit. If there was no reason for hitting someone, Wang Yan could be considered a defense at best, and he didn't need to pay any price at all.
And Song Xinyu, the initiator of all this, has long been out of the picture.
In the morning light, Song Xinyu, who was standing at the front of the team, was smiling.
Cheng Chu gritted his teeth, wishing to tear up her pretentious appearance immediately.
And she has indeed found this way.
Back in the classroom, Cheng Chu took advantage of Gu Miao's absence and turned around and asked Zhou Ran, "Have Gu Miao and Wang Yan been called parents last week?"
Zhou Ran nodded: "Yes, Wang Yan's parents came soon, and it should be his mother based on his age."
Jiji cold wind got into the classroom and blew the pages slightly.
Cheng Chu thought that on Friday, at the school gate, she did not see Gu Miao's family.
The classroom was noisy and complicated, and Cheng Chu suddenly thought of how the teenager on the hospital bed was arrogant to Gu Miao in the hospital that day.
Her heart was sour and up, and an inexplicable emotion spread quietly.
After school that day, Cheng Chu came to Wang Yan's class and found him.
Seventeen or eighteen-year-olds are full of vigor, but Wang Yan has a maturity that doesn't match his age.
He is tall, 1.9 meters tall, as strong as a mountain, standing in the corridor full of afternoon sunlight, with a large shadow behind him.
The extra-large school uniform on his body was dirty, the chin was full of green beard residue, and the cheeks were blue and purple, and he was extremely depressed.
After listening to Cheng Chu's words, he refused without thinking: "Impossible, Song Xinyu has nothing to do with this matter, and I don't know about the ink splash."
The money Song Xinyu gave is his life-saving straw. With this money, he will make up the money owed to the hospital.
Yesterday, Song Xinyu approached him and said that if she didn't confess, she would give him more money.
Grandma is already on the verge of life and death, but the next nursing fee and nutrition fee come one after another. He is just a high school student, and he can't earn much by working in his spare time.
Wang Yan raised his eyes, and the girl in front of him was looking at him with her bright peach eyes, as calm as a silent lake.
He was scalded by those eyes, and quickly closed his eyes.
For Cheng Chu, he felt guilty, she was just an innocent girl who did nothing wrong.
As for the guy who hit him, maybe there's nothing wrong with that.
These are what he deserves.
The afternoon sun was a bit dazzling, and Cheng Chu reached out to block it and said, "I know what you did, and I also know who told you to do it."
She turned around, put herself in the backlight, paused, and said, "The person who came to school that day wasn't your parent, right? Your grandmother probably doesn't know what you did at school, and she doesn't know about you. Take a high-interest loan."
Wang Yan's grandmother is still in the hospital ward, and according to Zhou Ran, a middle-aged woman came to school that day.
"What do you want to do?" Wang Yan raised his eyes suddenly and shouted loudly.
Cheng Chu looked at his almost hysterical anger and said calmly, "If you can tell who told you to do this, she would naturally not know about it."
Wang Yan clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turned white, and his blue-red face was grim.
"Think about it for yourself, and come to me when you're done." Cheng Chu turned his head and left.
The noon sun was pouring, leaving only the stairway in the shade.
"Cheng Chu." The boy suddenly stopped her.
Cheng Chu's footsteps paused, and he heard his deep and hoarse voice showing exhaustion: "I promise you."
He couldn't let his grandma know this. Grandma was strong by nature. When he was in junior high school, he went astray and did a lot of sneaky deeds. When she found out, she suffered a heart attack and was admitted to the hospital on the spot.
If she knew, she went to borrow usury and did such a thing for money...
Grandma was his only relative, Wang Yan closed his eyes in pain, not daring to think about it.
The last class of the day was the class meeting, and Cheng Chu knew what the teacher would announce in this class.
Before class, the classroom was a mess, she turned to look at Gu Miao.
The young man lowered his head and was reciting English words with his head lowered. Qingjun's profile was indifferent like the misty mist in the cold winter morning.
He was always like this, saying nothing, not arguing anything.
"Gu Miao." Cheng Chu called out to him.
The boy's hand holding the pen froze, he looked up at her, his eyelashes trembled, "Huh?"
"Why are you fighting?"
Gu Miao lowered her eyes and said, "It's nothing."
Look, he still won't say it!
Cheng Chu didn't understand, why didn't she tell her? She was a little annoyed at the stubbornness of the boy, but on the other hand, she understood his kindness.
He did it to protect himself, and he didn't want her to know that he had been targeted, isolated, and didn't want to see her sad.
In the corner of my heart, something seems to have quietly emerged from the ground, and an emotion that I have never experienced before quietly fills my heart.
It was slightly sour, but it made her feel a strange sense of satisfaction.
Cheng Chu sucked his nose, and the bottom of his eyes was slightly moist.
In her previous life, she was also protected by her family, surrounded by people, and lived in the applause of flowers and the envy of others.
But since the loss of her brother, the family that was originally perfect has been shattered. Mom and Dad are immersed in grief and have no time to take into account her feelings.
She wants to support the company and the family by herself.
There has never been a person like him who wholeheartedly protects her, cherishes her, and doesn't want her to be hurt a little.
The classroom in winter was still cold, the noise gradually subsided, and the head teacher Lin Yue walked into the classroom.
"Classmates." Lin Yuequ tapped on the podium, "I will announce a disciplinary decision next."
Cheng Chu couldn't help turning his head.
The sun was setting outside the window, and the boy's face was cold and heavy, as if everything was isolated.
Song Xinyu turned his head and smiled provocatively at them.
"Gu Miao from our class beat someone for no reason, the school announced a decision-"
"Teacher, wait."
In the silent classroom, the girl's clear voice was exceptionally clear.
Lin Yue frowned slightly and asked, "If you have something to do, you should raise your hand first. Just interrupt the teacher's speech."
"I'm sorry, teacher." Cheng Chu lowered his eyes slightly, looking like he was being taught humbly.
In the end, it was the student she liked, and Lin Yue didn't criticize her, "Okay, let's sit down first, and I'll talk about it after class."
Cheng Chu didn't sit down, she stood up straight, her back collapsed straight, "Teacher, I'm sorry, I want to prove that Gu Miao didn't beat someone for no reason, he beat someone because Song Xinyu provoked me several times and threatened to find someone to teach me a lesson. ."
There was an uproar around, many people only knew that Gu Miao beat people, but they didn't know that there was such an inside story.
"What the hell is going on, it has something to do with Song Xinyu?"
"It seems like she was standing beside her, but she doesn't look like that."
"You can't look like a person. I remember that the bad word about Cheng Chu last week was from Lin Ruo. She and Lin Ruo are so good, think about it for yourself."
"Yes, I also think it should have something to do with it."
Song Xinyu turned her head in disbelief, and her usual delicate voice became a bit sharp: "What are you talking about, it's not because I happened to be standing next to me at that time. In order to excuse Gu Miao, you and Zhou Ran spat out blood."
Her peach blossom eyes glowed with water, and she looked at Gu Miao and Cheng Chu in disbelief, with a cry: "Why do you bully people like this?"
Cheng Chu didn't look at her, but as far as the corner of the eye could reach, she saw that the boy's icy eyes were filled with depression, like a knife, slashing at Song Xinyu.
The winter classroom was icy cold, Cheng Chu raised his eyes, looked at Lin Yue's stern eyes, and said loudly, "Song Xinyu had a grudge against me because of the English competition, and then she asked Wang Yan from the next class to take advantage of the psychology class. Red ink on my chair."
She paused and continued: "Fortunately, Gu Miao saw that it was dealt with in time. Song Xinyu did not succeed and found Wang Yan again, asking him to let him go and find someone to block me, and Gu Miao and Zhou Ran just heard all this, so they hit someone."
Zhou Ran stood up and said aloud, "Yes, I can testify."
Cheng Chu lowered his eyes and met Gu Miao's dark eyes.
"Yes, so." Gu Miao said in a deep voice, word by word.
"You spit people out because of the number of people." Song Xinyu was so wronged that she almost cried, she whimpered, her eyes filled with tears.
Cheng Chu glanced at her coldly, and took out the USB flash drive from the drawer, "This is the evidence. It contains the chat records of Song Xinyu and Wang Yan, as well as the transfer records."
She turned to look at Song Xinyu and said, "If you insist on saying it's a frame-up, I hope you don't mind releasing this evidence in front of the whole class."
Song Xinyu's crying face of Lihuadaiyu suddenly lost its blood. She looked at the USB flash drive in Cheng Chu's hand, kept shaking her head, and said with the last trace of reason, "I don't, you are framing me."
The small USB flash drive quickly reached the teacher's hand. After she inserted the USB flash drive skillfully, she looked at the computer screen, her face getting darker and darker.
There was noise in the silent classroom, and the students below looked at Lin Yue's face, and they had already made up their minds.
"Is it really her?"
"Looking at the usual delicate and weak appearance, how can it be so bad."
"Cheng Chu and Gu Miao are so pitiful."
There was a knock on the door of the classroom, Lin Qifeng stood at the door, looked inside, and asked nervously, "Our class has run out of chalk, can you come and borrow it?"
Lin Yue nodded, "Come in and get it."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lin Qifeng walked to the podium. He was a little curious about the strange atmosphere in this class.
Taking two boxes of chalk from the podium, he lowered his eyes slightly and saw the contents of the computer screen.
He was so shaken that his hand holding the chalk shook.
There was a cold wind floating in the classroom, Song Xinyu raised her eyes and met Lin Qifeng's eyes.
Fearful, cold, disgusting.
In an instant, she felt the blood all over her body being sucked out, and the cold winter wind swept into her body, freezing her limbs and bones to the point of being cold and powerless.
She knew that this time, she was completely over.
The author has something to say: Gu Miao: I don't want her to know, I don't want her to be unhappy, because I know how hard it is to be bullied
Some people say that Miaomiao has too few scenes in recent chapters, and it will be all his scenes when this matter is dealt with~
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