Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight

Chapter 22

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After school that day, the teacher left Song Xinyu, Zhou Ran, Cheng Chu and Gu Miao.

The teachers of many classes in the office have not left yet, looking here curiously.

Song Xinyu was so out of breath that she was sobbing constantly, trying to arouse the teacher's pity.

But Lin Yue obviously didn't like her, so she asked someone to call Wang Yan to the office.

The other teachers had goosebumps in their hearts when they heard the boy's calm confession.

How can you be so vicious at such a young age!

The grade director watched from the sidelines, and finally came to a conclusion—

Song Xinyu recorded a major demerit and read the review in front of the whole school on Monday. Wang Yan and Gu Miao warned against punishment.

Warnings are not serious and can be withdrawn from the file as long as they perform well within one year.

But remember the big demerit is the stain of life.

Song Xinyu broke down and cried, snot mixed with tears, and finally almost knelt down to Cheng Chu.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, please, I don't want to make a big mistake." She cried, almost humbly praying, "Please forgive me this time, I won't do it again next time."

Cheng Chu lowered his eyes slightly, looked at her coldly, and said nothing.

People always have to pay a price for what they do wrong.

This is what she deserves.

Song Xinyu cried in the office and was about to collapse. Finally, her parents came to the school to take her back.

When I came out of the office, it was already late, the evening sunset was slantingly reflected, and the sky was crimson.

Cheng Chu and Gu Miao were walking on the campus trail, their shadows stretched out at the sunset, and from a distance, they looked like lovers snuggling together.

The gentle evening wind blew through the holly trees by the roadside, and the campus was silent.

After a long time, Gu Miao said, "You, you already know."

A few turquoise leaves fell at his feet, Cheng Chu pursed his lips and said, "Well."

Gu Miao lowered her head, her dark eyelashes trembling slightly.

His heart seemed to collapse, empty, and the overwhelming sense of powerlessness enveloped him.

In the sunset of the evening, the dark eyes of the young man were as deep as the boundless night.

He suddenly felt that he was useless, the darkness that he tried so hard to cover up, in fact, she already knew it.

She is not afraid of anything, even braver than him, and knows how to face it better.

Gu Miao closed her eyes helplessly.

She doesn't need him at all, maybe in her eyes, she is just a joke.

A ridiculous joke.

At the end of the trail is the bicycle shed. Gu Miao didn't look at her and went straight in.

Cheng Chu quickly followed.

There were no lights in the carport, and the tall boy's figure melted into the darkness.

"Gu Miao."

The girl's voice was clear and gentle, like the sparkling lights in the dark night, passing through the lonely cold night of the sea market and getting into Gu Miao's ear.

Gu Miao paused while pushing the car, "What's wrong?"

"Can you take me home?" Cheng Chu pursed his lips: "I'm afraid."

The darkness seemed to amplify the senses in an instant, and Cheng Chu heard his heartbeat louder than one.

"If it weren't for you, Wang Yan would definitely find someone to block me that day."

Cheng Chu took a few steps, raised his eyes and said, "Thank you, Gu Miao, thank you for protecting me."

A few wisps of sunset came in through the gap in the roof of the car shed, and the girl's eyes were bright and bright, like a star that fell into the whole world.

Gu Miao's Adam's apple rolled, and his heart was beating wildly. He could hardly control the surging emotions that were surging in his body.

She was always like this, just a few words made her heart chord and lost her heartbeat.

The girl tilted her head slightly, her hot and bright eyes staring at him without blinking, as if she was saying to him—

I need you, I need you very much.

Gu Miao felt the surging emotion in his heart pouring into his throat, he moved his lower lip silently, but found that he couldn't say a word.

The surrounding time is continuously stretched, and every minute and every second is like a slowed down music, flowing slowly.

It seemed like a long time, until the cold wind in the winter night got into the parking shed, and Gu Miao found the sound in her frantic heartbeat.

He stabilized his frantically beating heartbeat, and finally found the sound.

He said, "For example, if you are afraid, I, I can take you home."

With a hoarse voice, his words were broken and broken, "For example, if you are afraid, I, I can take you home."

The darkness covered his red ears, but it couldn't hide the almost humble cautiousness in his tone.

Cheng Chu ticked the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "Okay, sorry to trouble you."

When she followed Gu Miao out of the carport, a moon quietly hung in the sky, and the bright and clean moonlight poured into the peaceful campus.

The two walked out of the campus one after the other.

The holly tree on the roadside swayed its branches and leaves in the night wind, Gu Miao stepped onto the car, pursed her lips, and said, "Let's go."

Cheng Chu quietly stepped onto the back seat and gently grabbed the corner of his clothes with both hands.

Gu Miao's hands froze.

"Let's go." He reminded softly.

A rudimentary bicycle drove into the moonlight of Mirage.

Cheng Chu's house was very close, but Gu Miao slowed down, and Shengsheng was several minutes slower than the last time he picked her up.

At the gate of the community, Cheng Chu got out of the car and said softly to the young man, "Then I'll go first."

Gu Miao lowered her eyes and nodded.

The gate of the community was brightly lit. Cheng Chu walked a few steps, but was stopped.

"Cheng Chu." The boy's voice fluttered in the night wind of the sea market.

Cheng Chu looked back.

Under the moonlight, the boy straddled the bicycle and looked up at her slightly.

His dark eyes were as deep as night, as if a gentle and bright moonlight had been cast into them.

Those sharp-boned hands were gripping the handlebars, and the backs of the hands were bruised with blue veins.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Chu asked.

The boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he stammered: "For example, if you are still afraid tomorrow, I, I can still send you."

If you are still afraid in the future, I am willing to send you all the time.

Several cars whizzed by on the side of the road. Taking advantage of the flickering taillights, Gu Miao finally summoned up the courage to raise her eyes slightly.

He looked at the slim girl not far away.

She was wearing a large winter school uniform, her small white face was as pure as white porcelain under the moonlight, and a smile gradually flowed from her gleaming peach blossom eyes.

"Okay, I'm afraid tomorrow too."

There was joy in her voice, and the end of her voice rose slightly: "I should be afraid of the day after tomorrow, and I will be afraid of the day after tomorrow."

"Can you send it to me?" She walked in front of Gu Miao, her beautiful peach eyes curved into two crescent moons.

The light fragrance of her body floated in the air, and Gu Miao felt her fingertips trembling involuntarily.

"Yes, yes." It was just a simple word, but he stuttered again.

"Then, see you tomorrow?" Cheng Chu smiled and said softly, "Good night."

"Night, good night." Gu Miao said in a hoarse voice, looking at the girl's retreating back.

That night, Gu Miao wiped her bicycle inside and out again, and even found a soft pad to put it on the back seat of the car.

He called the owner of the powder shop and prayed that the evening shifts would be moved to noon and weekends.

The night was quiet, Gu Miao hung up the phone and began to silently look forward to the arrival of tomorrow.

The last class on Wednesday was an interest class. During Cheng Chu's piano practice time, she was often detained in the classroom recently, so before class, she told Gu Miao not to wait for her after school.

Sure enough, when it was time for school, the music teacher knocked on the door of the piano room and asked her to go to the music classroom.

When she got there, only a few people were standing in the small classroom.

Seeing that Ji Mingyue was among them, Cheng Chu leaned over and asked, "What's the matter, this is?"

The few standing around were special music students, and they all knew each other. When they saw Cheng Chu coming, they all turned around to say hello.

"It seems that there will be a New Year's Day party next week. Let's choose someone to perform." One of them said.

Before Cheng Chu could answer, the music teacher rushed in.

She looked around a few times and said, "I'm all here, so I'll say it. Next week, the school will hold a party. We will have two programs, one for chorus and one for piano and violin ensemble."

"The people in the chorus group, I'll send you the sheet music, just go back and practice, and then play the violin and piano ensemble, Ji Mingyue, go back and practice quickly."

The teacher talked a lot like a cannonball, and after posting the score, he urged everyone to go back, leaving only Cheng Chu and Zhou Qiqi.

There is a piano in the corner of the music classroom, a few chairs are scattered randomly, the cold winter wind blows the light blue curtains, and the classroom is chaotic and desolate.

There are two special students for piano this year, Zhou Qiqi and Cheng Chu, and Ji Mingyue is the only special student for violin.

The reason why the teacher kept them here is self-evident.

Zhou Qiqi clenched the corner of his clothes and quietly raised his eyes to look at Cheng Chu.

It was getting dark quickly in the winter, the street lamps were already lit outside, and a few strands of warm yellow lights shone into the house. The girl stood in a small piece of light and shadow, as if her whole body was covered with a beautiful halo.

He was never better than her, Zhou Qiqi lowered his head sadly.

The classroom was silent, and the music teacher cleared his throat and said, "I want Zhou Qiqi to play the piano part this time."

Zhou Qiqi raised his eyes suddenly and looked at the teacher in disbelief.

"If you think Cheng Chu is unfair, you can also choose to compete with the two tomorrow and let Ji Mingyue and the others vote."

"No need, teacher." Cheng Chu's voice was calm, "I think Qiqi will be fine."

"Okay, that's it, our chorus just happens to lack a piano accompaniment, you can come when the time comes." The teacher said.

Cheng Chu nodded.

By the time the two walked out of the music building, it was already dark, and the warm yellow lights on the side of the road were pouring out, as if covering the icy road with a veil.

"My schoolbag is still in the classroom. I have to go back and get it. Let's go first." Cheng Chu waved to Zhou Qiqi: "Goodbye."

"Wait, Cheng Chu." Zhou Qiqi stopped her: "As for the performance, we can compare again tomorrow, it's fairer."

"No need." Cheng Chu smiled, "I've been in a bad state recently, and it's embarrassing to go on stage. The light work of accompaniment is more suitable for me."

Under the warm light, the petite girl lowered her head, revealing only the top of her hair, her thin shoulders drooping slightly, like a lost kitten.

Cheng Chu took a few steps and patted her shoulder, "Be confident, you play very well, no worse than me."

The cold wind was howling in winter, but Zhou Qiqi felt a sense of warmth from the bottom of her heart. She looked up at the bright girl in front of her and said, "Thank you, Cheng Chu."

She has never been confident.

She is not as good-looking as Cheng Chu, and she is not as good at playing the piano as she is, and she is not as popular as her.

In all the piano performances and competitions in the past, as long as there was Cheng Chu, she could only open in the corner like a green leaf.

She had never been jealous.

But one afternoon, she was exhausted from practicing and passed the piano room.

There is no air conditioner in the piano room in summer. Through the window, she can see the girl who is dazzling and dazzling on weekdays, as if every strand of hair is delicate and her head is lowered.

Her smooth forehead was covered with sweat, and strands of fine forehead hair stuck to her cheeks.

In the hot and cramped piano room, she was like a clockwork puppet toy, her head lowered, and she practiced tirelessly.

At that moment, she realized what kind of sweat was made of the bright and beautiful she once admired.

Some girls deserve everything good.

On winter nights, the holly trees planted at the entrance of the music building were rustled by the wind.

Saying goodbye to Zhou Qiqi, Cheng Chu walked into the dark teaching building alone.

The surroundings were quiet, and the footsteps stepped on the tiled floor, making a soft sound. Cheng Chu felt the darkness and walked up the stairs.

Not far from the second floor, the bright light passed through the dark aisle and fell into Cheng Chu's eyes.

There was silence in the corridor, Cheng Chu slowed down and approached the classroom.

The bitterly cold wind of the winter night roared into the classroom.

Cheng Chu saw the boy sitting in the corner of the classroom with his head down and turning over a book.

"Gu Miao." She called softly.

A clear voice suddenly sounded, Gu Miao raised her eyes suddenly, and when she saw it was her, she quickly stood up.

He moved in a hurry, and even brought the chair down.

There was a loud bang, like a thunder in a silent night.

Cheng Chu was startled, she hurried over to help him up the chair.

"Why haven't you gone back yet, didn't I say it's too late so you shouldn't wait?"

The teenager took the chair, lowered his head, his eyelashes trembled, "Heaven, it's too dark, the way you go home is too dark."

He was afraid she would be afraid.

The winter night in Haishi is filled with cold fog, and the window is hazy.

Cheng Chu only felt that one of his heart fell into the misty smoke, hesitating and confused, and he was a little overwhelmed.

She couldn't help but quietly raised her eyes and looked at Gu Miaoqingjun's face.

Under the light, his dark eyes seemed to be sprinkled with sparks of fireworks, with a shimmering light.

The fireworks in his eyes seemed to be warm, so hot that Cheng Chu's ears reddened unconsciously.

"Then let's go quickly." She turned around, took out her schoolbag from the seat in disguise, and stopped looking at him.

The bicycles were driving leisurely on the trail, the holly leaves fell all over the floor, and the wheels made a crisp screeching noise.

Cheng Chu grabbed the corner of his clothes and kissed the clean soap smell on his body.

She couldn't help but get closer.

From a distance of a millimeter, she felt the fluff of her cheeks touch his broad back.

The night wind blew slightly, and the good smell of soap seemed to be closer. Cheng Chu pursed her lips and tightened her hand on the corner of her clothes. She couldn't help but stick it forward again.

The car stopped suddenly, and Gu Miao's voice was extremely low.

"It's here, it's here."

Cheng Chu stopped abruptly, she abruptly released her hand clutching the corner of his shirt, and jumped out of the car.

The heart that was beating up and down, which was beating in disorder, gradually calmed down. Cheng Chu touched his schoolbag belt, raised his eyes and said to Gu Miao, "Then I'm leaving, thank you for sending me back."

Gu Miao lowered her eyes and nodded silently.

The air was stagnant for a moment, and Cheng Chu was about to turn around when he heard a strange "grunt" sound.

She looked back, and saw the tall boy sitting on the bicycle in front of her, with his head lowered, his ears were already red.

"Are you hungry?" Cheng Chu asked softly.

She guessed that the boy must not have eaten anything, so he has stayed up until now in order to wait for her.

"No, no." Gu Miao quickly denied.

He just wished he hadn't left earlier, so that she could hear his ridiculous and funny stomach growl.

But Cheng Chu knew that he must be trying to be brave again.

"How long will it take you to go home?" Cheng Chu couldn't hold back and asked.

Gu Miao pondered for a few seconds before telling the truth, "One hour."

So long? How hungry would he be when he got home.

Cheng Chu felt a little pain in his heart, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Would you like to go to my house for a meal first?"

In the whistling cold wind, Gu Miao's hands froze and almost didn't fall from the seat.

The author has something to say: Gu Miao: Go? Still not going

By the way, I would like to push a friend's article, Xu Tangzhi of "Secure the Blackened Female Supporting Script"

Ji Cheng is reborn with a blackening system bound, and the purpose of returning is to destroy the marriage between the male and female protagonists to avenge/revenge.

She sneered at the original heroine Ji Wanning, and saved Chi Li one step ahead of her.

She also has a group of bodyguards, and she is not moved when she sees Chili being beaten.

Only after watching the play did he pretend to have someone go up to "save" him, and then use the title of "savior" to take advantage of Chi Wang and ask him to do this and that.

Chi Huang has always known that Ji Cheng has a bad mind and is selfish and squeamish.

Not to mention the cost of serving her, she had to help her get rid of the exiles and other trivial troubles.

That year, Chi Wang annoyed her so much.

Later, Chi Huang heard that Ji Wanning had a good-looking boyfriend, and trouble Jing Jicheng never appeared in front of him again...

Chi Wang's heart seemed to be empty, he was lonely and lonely, and he couldn't understand what it was.

Until the car accident rolled towards Ji Cheng, Ji Cheng was unconscious.

There was no more troublesome and charming voice in his ears, and he wanted to replace Chengcheng in a car accident.

It turns out that Ji Cheng has long been his special.

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This is a bad-tempered/less patient/bad-hearted female supporting cast.

Her heart is only: fuck him, fuck him, fuck him!

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