Classmate is Not a Demon

Children are easily frightened, but they are also prone to lawlessness, especially after discovering that the person came is Qu Mozhen, even more unscrupulous. Hearing what she said, Li Siying, who could see clearly, took a moment of cowardice in her heart, spit out the grass stalks in her mouth, and looked at Qu Mozang locally: "Hey, it turned out to be a member of the 10th class of junior high school. We commit crimes? If we have the ability to commit crimes, call the police and find someone to arrest me, haha."

"I'm so scared." She trembled with exaggeration and smiled exaggeratedly at the four girls behind her.

Qu Mozhe ignored them and walked over to pull up the girl curled up on the ground, but was pushed by Li Siying. She looked dark and looked at Qu Mozhen: "Don't think that you are a good student. I dare not move you. You dare to be nosy. Believe it or not, I'll pick you up with you today. You say, you are such a good girl, you have been caught People took off their clothes and took pictures and posted them in the school forum. What do you think will happen?"

Qu Mozang raised his head and looked at her, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes changed in an instant, and he slowly opened his mouth after a step closer: "You are young but very vicious. Good girl, heh, you can pick me up today, and I will do it tomorrow. You can find someone to pick you up and throw it at the school gate, believe it or not? You and you, I can find someone to fix it, do you want to try it?"

At this moment, she had a low tone, with a cold smile at the corner of her mouth and the look in her eyes, almost as if she had changed herself. There was only half of her innocent and well-behaved look before. Even Li Siying, who had been guilty of trouble, was shocked, not to mention the four girls who had been listening to her instructions.

After speaking, she took out her mobile phone and gestured: "My dad should call someone to pick me up, do you want to wait here?"

Li Siying turned blue, gritted her teeth and said: "You are ruthless, you really know how to pretend, be careful to kill yourself so much." After that, she spit hardly: "Lin Qinghan, you will remember it for me next time. When I see you come into contact with Xiao Mu again, I always have the opportunity to make you unable to stay in the first place!"

Qu Mozhang's cold expression almost broke when Li Siying said the name of the girl curled up on the ground, her pupils suddenly shrank and stared at the miserable **** the ground, staying in place. In the eyes of the others, Li Siying was pretending to be cool invisibly.

Lin Qinghan? This name kept reverberating in Qu Mozhang's mind. This should be a coincidence. This person is also called Lin Qinghan...Impossible. She would not believe that such a woman would be so embarrassed when she was killed, and her personality would be different. With her method, someone would dare to bully her unless she was tired of life. Lin Qinghan's methods are in the upper class circles of Yancheng, but no one does not know.

She was in a daze. The girl lying on the ground was shaking her body, clutching her clothes and struggling to get up, but she didn't know if she was seriously injured or frightened, and did not stand up for a long time.

Qu Mozhang quickly squatted over to help her. She was 28 years old now. In her eyes, she was a little girl who had been bullied, and she was still a child, and she felt a lot of pity in her heart.

"How are you? Where did it hurt, can't you stand up?" She squeezed the girl under her armpit, half-hugging and half-pulling her up.

The girl's hair had been torn apart, she looked very embarrassed. When Qu Mozhan leaned on her so close, she looked embarrassed and shook her head with her head down.

Qu Mozhan barely saw her at this time, his eyes fell on the somewhat familiar old schoolbag and suddenly remembered who this girl was.

"Didn't you go home after finishing your duty? How come you are here?" This is the thin girl who was on duty in the class before. Her name is Lin Qinghan? Qu Mozang wanted to ask her, but she was a little embarrassed. Didn't this tell her brightly that you and me are in the same class, but I don't know what your name is?

But this is not the time to entangle this matter. The girl looks too bad now, her hair is messy, and some of the old school uniforms have been torn and soiled. The weather at the end of October was a bit cool, but she didn’t wear much. There was also a thin sweater with a shirt. The buttons were all torn off. The sweater also tilted the collar to reveal a white neck. It is estimated that those people just Is tearing her clothes.

Qu Mozhang couldn't bear to see it for a while, and his heart couldn't hold back his anger. This is how vicious Li Siying was at a young age, how many enemies could treat her classmates like this.

Thinking of the sisal he was carrying in the hands of those people, Qu Mozhang's brows wrinkled harder, and tentatively touched her arm and body: "Did they pierce you?"

As soon as she touched her left forearm, she realized that the girl's already shaking body was stiff, and she hurriedly rolled up her sleeves. The clothes she was wearing were very thin. The people in the chaos just now didn't know the importance of their actions, and their white and thin forearms were bleeding.

Qu Mozhan took a few deep breaths, and said solemnly: "It's lawless and outrageous!" She flipped through her schoolbag, found a clean tissue, and carefully wiped her wounds. It was probably painful. The girl shrank, but Still remained silent.

"If you hurt you, tell me." Qu Mozhen raised his head and glanced at her. The person opposite still lowered his head and let her move. Seeing her appearance, Qu Mozhen suddenly became a little angry. She sighed and her tone was cold: "Being bullied, the more you lower your eyebrows, and the quieter you are, the harder you will be bullied."

After speaking, a few drops of warm liquid suddenly dropped from the back of her hand, causing Qu Mozhen to stop. Yes, what can she do if she doesn’t lower her eyebrows and is pleasing to the eye. She is still a fourteen-five-year-old child who meets such a young school bully. There are so many examples of campus bullying.

Raising his hand to pull her messy hair behind her ears, Qu Mozhan suddenly cursed in a low voice. The clear fingerprints on the girl's right face were already red and swollen, and tears were all wet at the moment. She was clearly about to collapse, but apart from those few tears and the sobbing that Qu Moqi heard before, nothing happened.

Qu Mozhan only saw it for a moment, and she immediately took a step back, covering her face and not showing it to her. Qu Mogu pressed her lower lip and handed her a tissue: "Clean it up, I won't look at you."

She stood quietly and waited for the girl to wipe away her tears. When she looked sideways and condensed her eyebrows, the cowardly girl gave her a peek through the thick bangs, her red eyes filled with inexplicable emotions. , But moved away soon.

At the end of October, it darkened faster, and the light in the school was already dimmed. Waiting patiently for her to wipe her face clean, Qu Mozhen thought for a while to take off her school uniform.

The girl no longer lowered her head so sharply, she peeked at her and she didn't quite understand. Qu Mozhan motioned to her: "It's time to go back, your clothes are torn, wear mine first."

The girl's eyes flashed, and she opened her mouth like a faint mosquito: "I'm very dirty."

Qu Mozhang raised his eyebrows, with an unclear look in his eyes, and then went straight to cover her with her school uniform, shocking the girl to step back with her limping legs. Qu Mozhen frowned, and the girl was a little flustered when she saw her frown, she wanted to talk.

But before she could say sorry, Qu Mozhen went straight away. She clenched her neckline tighter, and the faint light in her eyes disappeared, leaving only a heavy bitterness and self-rejection.

She dragged her sore body to pick up the schoolbag. A white and beautiful hand had already picked it up for her. The expression on the face of the person wearing the white peach-neck sweater was still cold and calm, but her eyes were soft. , She asked her in a low voice: "Where do you live?"

Lin Qinghan was stunned for a while, didn't know how to answer for a while, just stared at her blankly.

Qu Mozhan finally saw her completely from the front. Although she was covered a lot by the bangs, from the exposed outline, if it weren't for the swelling of her right face, the little girl looked pretty good. She was born with red lips and white teeth, and her complexion was not very good, but she was still a good seed.

Seeing her stunned, Qu Mozang sighed in her heart, and she took a picture of the bicycle she had just pushed over: "It's getting dark, we have to go quickly, I'll take you back."

Lin Qinghan shook her head hurriedly, and whispered: "I...I can..."

"I don't worry about you, where do you live? Maybe it's on the way, just to take you for a while."

Let alone how she was injured, it was almost dark this day, and Qu Mozhen couldn't do to watch the little girl who was bullied so badly go home alone like this.

Looking at Qu Mozhen, this is determined to ask clearly, Lin Qinghan whispered about where he lives. Qu Mozhan was stunned after hearing this, and then coughed softly: "You tell me which way to go, let's leave school first."

She pushed the car and leaned over, held the faucet, and turned her head to signal Lin Qinghan to come up. At the same time, I sighed silently. Fortunately, the bicycles I prepared at this time all have back seats. If it is a shared bicycle in the future, it will not be able to carry people.

Lin Qinghan hesitated, Qu Mozang turned his head to look at her without urging him. After a while, she sat on the back seat a little nervously, but her hands were a little bit at a loss to find a place to stabilize her body. It could be seen that she had never been on someone else's bicycle.

Qu Mozhan supported the car, stretched out her hand to pull the school uniform for her, turned around and looked at the front, but then reached the back and took Lin Qinghan's hand directly to his waist: "It's fine if I can't sit firmly and support me."

Qu Mozhen originally didn't plan to let her lean on the ground so close. Generally, it was enough to bring a friend to grab the cushion under the cushion, but considering that she had injuries on her body, it would be uncomfortable, so she simply let her hug her waist directly.

The girl's pliable waist was very slender, and her autumn clothes couldn't completely cover it. Lin Qinghan could still feel its softness and slenderness. When she was stiff, the calm and elegant voice uttered another sentence: "Sit down, we are leaving."

When the voice fell, she murmured a little. As the car slid out, her body couldn't control her leaning back, she was shocked to grasp her hand suddenly, and then reacted and quickly released it. But the car was unstable, and after twisting it several times, Lin Qinghan's body was stretched tight, and he hugged tightly in a panic.

When she finally walked in a straight line, she breathed a sigh of relief, slackened her arm in embarrassment, and said apologetically.

The person in front of him did not speak immediately, and then said slightly unnaturally: "I have never brought anyone, just a little uncomfortable."

Lin Qinghan saw her pink ears slowly appearing with her voice behind her, she just looked at it seriously and didn't speak. The bicycle drove steadily on the school road. The speed was not too slow. It brought a gust of wind. It was a bit cool in the weather at the end of October, but Lin Qinghan felt that this was the warmest and most beautiful wind she had ever felt.

She even wondered if it was a dream. She had been in the class for so long, and she hadn’t said a few words to the study committee member who was both excellent in character and learning, and she even called her name only when she received her homework unilaterally. . She had never thought that such an excellent student who was loved by teachers and sought after by classmates would take herself and send herself home like this.

Even more unexpectedly, she would threaten Li Siying in that situation and save herself from despair. Thinking of what she said and the tone of her speech, she was a little surprised. She really didn't see that Qu Mozhen could also say that, but she thought she was so powerful.

How would she end up today without her? Her heart trembled, her eyes were getting sour, and the slender figure that was so close in front of her became hazy. Suddenly the man spoke again: "Where to go?"

After recovering, Lin Qinghan was a little panicked, fearing that the hesitation in answering would annoy her, so he dumbly said, "Go to the right."

The author has something to say: I’ve never taken someone else’s bike before, and Ms. Qu is very satisfied.

Shi Wei: Scheming, deliberately let others hug you, and ride crookedly, constantly taking advantage.

Ms. Qu: …If I take advantage, I will not wear clothes for my daughter-in-law, but tear off the clothes.

Shiwei: Terrible