Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight

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

Teachers from many classes in the office have not left yet, looking here curiously.

Song Xinyu was already crying out of breath, she kept sobbing, trying to arouse the pity of the teacher.

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

When the other teachers heard the calm confession of the teenager, goose bumps appeared in their hearts.

Why are you so vicious at a young age!

The grade director watched indifferently, and finally made a conclusion——

Song Xinyu remembered a big mistake and read a review in front of the school on Monday. Wang Yan and Gu Miao warned of punishment.

The warning is not serious, as long as it performs well within a year, it can be revoked from the file.

But remember that a big mistake is the stain of a lifetime.

Song Xinyu broke down and cried, her nose mixed with tears and she almost knelt down to Cheng Chu.

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

Cheng Chu lowered his eyes slightly and looked at her coldly, without saying a word.

People always pay a price for what they do wrong.

This is what she deserves.

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

When I came out of the office, it was late, the evening sun was slanting, and the sky was crimson.

Cheng Chu and Gu Miao were walking on the trails of the campus, and their shadows were elongated in the setting sun. From a distance, they looked like lovers cuddling together.

The evening breeze blew over the holly trees beside the road, and the campus was silent.

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

A few green leaves fell on his feet, Cheng Chu pursed his lips and said, "Yeah."

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

His heart seemed to have collapsed, and it was empty, and the overwhelming sense of powerlessness enveloped him.

In the evening sunset, the young man's black eyes were as deep as the boundless night.

He suddenly felt that he was very useless. She had already known the darkness desperately trying to hide it.

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

Gu Miao closed her eyes weakly.

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

Overbearing jokes.

At the end of the trail is the bicycle shed, Gu Miao walked in without looking at her.

Cheng Chu quickly followed.

There were no lights in the carport, and the young man's long 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 city, and sneaking into Gu Miao's ears.

Gu Miao's hand pushing the car paused, "What's the matter?"

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

The darkness seemed to amplify the senses for an instant, and Cheng Chu heard his own heartbeat.

"If it were not for you, Wang Yan would definitely find someone to stop me that day."

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

A few rays of sunset came in along the gap in the roof of the car shed, and the girl's eyes were bright and bright, like stars falling into the whole world.

Gu Miao's Adam's apple rolled, his heart beating wildly, he could hardly control the surging emotions surging in his body.

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

The girl raised her head slightly, staring at him with hot and bright eyes unblinking, as if to say to him--

I need you, I need you very much.

Gu Miao felt the surging emotions in his heart rushing to his throat. He silently moved his lower lip, but found that he could not say a word.

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

It seemed that after a long time, until the cold wind in the winter night got into the parking shed, Gu Miao found the sound in his mad heartbeat.

He stabilized his crazy beating heart, and finally found the voice.

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

With a hoarse voice, what he said was intermittent and broken, "For example, if you are afraid, I, I can send you home."

The darkness concealed the roots of his red ears, but could not conceal the humble cautiousness in his tone.

Cheng Chu hooked the corner of his mouth and said softly: "Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you."

When she followed Gu Miao out of the carport, a round of moon quietly hung over the sky, and the bright and clear moonlight poured over the calm campus.

The two walked out of the campus one after another.

The holly tree on the roadside was shaking its branches and leaves in the night breeze. Gu Miao stepped into the car, pursed his 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 hand stiffened.

"Go." He reminded softly.

A simple bicycle drove into the moonlight of the sea.

Cheng Chu's house was very close, but Gu Miao slowed down, and her life was several minutes slower than when she was last carried.

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

Gu Miao lowered her eyes and nodded.

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

"Cheng Chu." The boy's voice floated in the night breeze in the sea market.

Cheng Chu looked back.

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

His eyes were as deep as the dark night, as if they were cast into the gentle and bright moonlight.

Those well-knotted hands gripped the handlebars, and blue veins appeared on their backs.

"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 off."

If you are still afraid in the future, I am willing to keep sending you.

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

He looked at the slim girl not far away.

She was wearing a wide winter school uniform, her white face was as pure as porcelain under the moonlight, and a smile gradually flowed from those twinkling peach eyes.

"Okay, I'm afraid tomorrow too."

There is joy hidden in her voice, and the ending voice rises slightly: "You should be afraid of the day after tomorrow, and you will be afraid of the day after tomorrow."

"Can you give me a gift?" She walked to Gu Miao, her beautiful peach eyes curved into two crescents.

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

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

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

"Night, good night." Gu Miao muttered as she looked at the girl's fading back.

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

He called the owner of the fan shop and prayed for the evening shift to noon and weekends.

Wan Lai was silent at night, and Gu Miao hung up the phone and began to silently look forward to tomorrow.

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

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

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

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

The few standing around were all special admissions students for music, and they all knew each other. Seeing Cheng Chu came, they all turned to say hello.

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

Before Cheng Chu could answer, the music teacher walked in frantically.

She looked around a few times and said, "Everything is here, so I'll just say it. Next week, the school will have a party. We will have two shows, one is a chorus and the other is a piano and violin ensemble."

"For those of you in the chorus group, I will send you the scores, go back and practice for a while, and then play the violin and piano ensemble, Ji Mingyue, go back and practice."

The teacher crackled a lot like a gun, and urged everyone to go back after publishing the score, leaving only Cheng Chu and Zhou Qiqi.

A piano was placed in the corner of the music classroom, and several chairs were scattered randomly. The cold winter wind blew the pale blue curtains, and the classroom was messy and desolate.

The school has two special admissions for piano students, Zhou Qiqi and Cheng Chu, and Ji Mingyue is the only special admission for violin students.

The teacher's purpose for keeping them is self-evident.

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

It was getting dark in winter, and the street lights were already on outside, and a few warm yellow lights shone into the room. The girl stood in a small patch of light and shadow, as if she was covered with a beautiful halo.

He has never been able to compare to her, Zhou Qiqi lowered his head sadly.

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

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

"If Cheng Chu, you think there is something unfair, you can also choose to compete tomorrow and let Ji Mingyue vote."

"No, teacher." Cheng Chu's voice was calm, "I think Qiqi is pretty good."

"Okay, so be it. Our chorus team also lacks a piano accompaniment. You can come then," the teacher said.

Cheng Chu nodded.

When the two of them walked out of the music building, the sky was completely dark, and the warm yellow lights on the side of the road poured out, as if they were covering the cold road with a layer of tulle.

"My schoolbag is still in the classroom. I have to go back and get it. I'm leaving first." Cheng Chu waved to Zhou Qiqi, "Bye."

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

"No need." Cheng Chu smiled, "I'm in a bad state recently, and I'm embarrassed on the stage. Accompaniment is more suitable for me."

Under the warm light, the petite girl lowered her head, showing only the top of her hair, her thin shoulders hanging slightly, like a lost little milk cat.

Cheng Chu walked in a few steps and patted her on the shoulder, "Be confident, you play very well, not worse than me."

The cold winter wind roared, but Zhou Qiqi had a warm feeling from the bottom of her heart. She raised her eyes to look at the bright girl in front of her and said, "Thank you, Cheng Chu."

She has never had much confidence.

She is not as good-looking as Cheng Chu, is not as good as her, and is not as popular as her.

In all the past piano performances and competitions, as long as there is Cheng Chu, she can only open in the corner like a branch with green leaves.

She had never been jealous.

But one afternoon, she finished her practice exhausted and passed the piano room.

There is no air conditioner in the piano room in summer. Through the window, she can see the dazzling dazzling eyes in the usual days, as if every strand of hair is showing a delicate girl with her head down.

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

In the hot and small piano room, she was like a wind-up puppet toy, lowered her head, repeating the practice tirelessly.

At that moment, she knew what kind of sweat she used to pile up the brilliance that she once envied.

Some girls deserve all the good things.

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

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

Quietly all around, feet stepped on the tiled floor, making a light patter. Cheng Chu felt the darkness and walked up the stairs.

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

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

The cold wind on the winter night was piercing and chilly, whizzing into the classroom.

Cheng Chu saw the young man sitting in the corner of the classroom, his head down and flipping through the book.

"Gu Miao." She called out softly.

A clear voice suddenly sounded, and Gu Miao suddenly raised her eyes, seeing that it was her, and quickly stood up.

He moved anxiously, and even brought the chair down.

"Bang" made a loud noise, like thunder in the silent night.

Cheng Chu was taken aback, and she hurried over to help him raise the chair.

"Why haven't you returned? Didn't I say that it's too late and you shouldn't wait?"

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

He was afraid that she would be afraid.

The winter night in the sea market was filled with cold fog, and the window was hazy.

Cheng Chu only felt that his heart had fallen into the misty smoke, hesitated and confused, and was at a loss.

She couldn't help but quietly lifted her eyes and looked at Gu Miao Qingjun's face.

Under the light, his dark eyes seemed to be thrown into dots of fireworks, with shards of light.

The fireworks in his eyes seemed to be warm, and Cheng Chu's ears were flushed unknowingly.

"Then hurry up." She turned around and pulled out her schoolbag from her seat under the guise, not looking at him anymore.

The bicycle drove leisurely on the trail, the holly leaves fell all over the ground, and the wheels ran over and made a crisp sound.

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

She couldn't help getting closer.

At a distance of one millimeter, she felt the fluff on her cheeks as if touching his broad back.

The night breeze blew slightly, and the nice soap smell seemed to get closer. Cheng Chu pursed her lips, and quietly tightened her hand holding the corner of her clothes. She couldn't help but put it forward again.

The car suddenly stopped, and Gu Miao's voice became extremely deep.

"Here, here."

Cheng Chu stopped suddenly, she suddenly let go of her hand holding the corner of his clothes, and jumped out of the car.

The messy beating heart gradually calmed down. Cheng Chu touched the strap of his schoolbag, raised his eyes and said to Gu Miao: "Then I'm leaving, thank you for sending me back."

Gu Miao lowered his eyes and nodded silently.

The air stagnated for a moment. Just as Cheng Chu was about to turn around, he heard a strange "gurg" sound.

She looked back and saw the tall young man sitting on the bicycle in front of her, with his head down and his ears red.

"Are you hungry?" Cheng Chu asked softly.

She guessed that the teenager must have eaten nothing, in order to wait for her till now.

"No, no." Gu Miao quickly denied.

He just wanted to leave early and let her hear his ridiculous and funny belly cry.

But Cheng Chu knew that he must be braving again.

"How long will it take you to go home?" Cheng Chu couldn't help but asked.

Gu Miao pondered for a few seconds, but still told the truth, "One hour."

So long? What does it look like when he gets home?

Cheng Chu felt a little pain in his heart. After hesitating for a moment, he still said, "Would you like to go to my house for a meal?"

In the howling cold wind, Gu Miao froze and almost didn't fall from the car seat.

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

By the way, I would like to comment on my friend's article, "Take Steady the Script for the Darkened Female Support"

Ji Cheng binds a blackening system to rebirth, and the purpose of returning is to destroy the marriage between the male and female masters to revenge.

She sneered at the original heroine Ji Wanning and saved Chi Wang first.

She also had a group of bodyguards, and she was unmoved when Chi Wang was beaten.

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

Chi Wang has always known that Ji Cheng is not righteous, selfish and squeamish.

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

Chi was so annoyed that she was too annoyed that year.

Later, Chi Wang heard that Ji Wanning had made a boyfriend with a very good family background, and the troublesome Jing Jicheng never appeared in front of him again...

Chi Wang's heart seemed to be empty, he was deserted and lonely, and could not realize what it was.

Until the car accident hit Ji Cheng, Ji Cheng was unconscious.

There was no more troublesome and delicate voice in his ear, and he wished to replace Chengcheng in a car accident.

It turned out that Ji Cheng had long been his special.

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

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

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