How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 178 Walking into the morning fog and falling into the twilight clouds (15)

  Ma Qing: "..."

my God! How cute!

  Ma Qing looked at the psychiatrist and blinked her eyes beautifully, "Can I not go out?"

  The psychiatrist pushed the spectacle frame at the root of his nose, smiled very tenderly, and said cruelly, "No."

   Ma Qing glared at the psychiatrist, coaxed Wen Xien to let go, and walked out three times reluctantly.

  As the door was closed, Wen Xien lowered his head again, pursing his lips tightly without saying a word.

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   After the treatment of the psychiatrist in the past few days, Wen Xien is indeed better. The good point here does not mean that she talks too much, but that Wen Xien does not tremble so easily when she is in contact with others.

   They all thought that Wen Xien was getting better.

   Ma Qing has been waiting at the school gate for nearly two hours this time. Wen Xien was also very slow in the past, and usually waited for everyone to leave before she came out slowly.

   But this time it was the longest, and the long wait made Ma Qing feel uneasy.

   After waiting for two hours, Ma Qing couldn't wait any longer. She pushed open the car door, instructed the driver to wait here, and walked in by herself.

   Ma Qing knew where Wen Xien's classroom was. Of course, this was not what Wen Xiyu told her, but she sent someone to investigate.

   But Wen Xien's class was found, but there was no one there, only a trash can that was kicked over.

   Ma Qing looked at the garbage lying on the ground and had an ominous premonition in her heart.

   Could something happen...

   After searching around this building, Ma Qing didn't see a single person.

   In a situation of extreme confusion and panic, a figure of a person appeared in Ma Qing's mind.

   She hurriedly took out her mobile phone and called with trembling fingers.

   The phone beeped several times before being answered. The man's deep voice came from the phone, "What's the matter?"

   "Brother..." Ma Qing spoke with a little cry, "Something happened..."

  Ma Junying was socializing. He heard Ma Qing's voice was not right, so he walked to the quiet balcony and lit a cigarette casually.

   "Speak clearly."

   Ma Qing was about to cry in a hurry, and in the quiet corridor you could hear her slightly crying sound.

   Ma Qing found Wen Xien in the toilet.

   Ma Qing stood at the door of the toilet, too late to wipe the sweat dripping from her forehead.

   Seeing the scene inside, Ma Qing's eyes turned red, it was so uncomfortable, she couldn't breathe, and the feeling of suffocation enveloped her.

  The toilet is messy, and there has been a fierce conflict before seeing it.

   Ma Qing heard the sound from the compartment.

   It's blurry, it doesn't sound very real.

  The toilet was very empty, and Ma Qing stood blankly in front of a large mirror.

   There was a sudden loud noise, echoing throughout the toilet.

   Ma Qing turned her head in a panic and saw Wen Xien being pressed against the cold wall by Duan Wensen.

   Duan Wensen's eyes were fierce, his fingertips pressed against the wound at the corner of Wen Xien's mouth, this incomparably handsome and wild man was almost twisted.

  Ma Qing took a few steps back in fear, her heart was beating wildly, and her palms were sweating again.

   "Don't be ashamed of your face, don't you think, sissy?" Duan Wensen recovered his expression, and he looked at Wen Xien with a smile.

   Duan Wensen has a small wound on his fair and full forehead, which has not yet healed.

  Wen Xien's beautiful and absent-minded eyes were filled with mist, she shook her head and sobbed.

   Ma Qing saw with sharp eyes that there were several ambiguous hickeys on her slender neck.

   "Bastard!" Ma Qing almost screamed.

  Duan Wensen embraced Wen Xien's waist, looked sideways at Ma Qing, and said with a smile: "Oh, where did you hook up with this inconspicuous thing, do you still want to come to the hero to save the beauty?"

   Duan Wensen's smiling eyes showed no trace of warmth.

   Ma Qing shook her head, exhaled harshly, clenched her palms tightly, and looked at Duan Wensen through gritted teeth. She walked over and wanted to pull Wen Xien over and let Wen Xien escape from the suffocating embrace.

   But how could Ma Qing compete with Duan Wensen.

   Duan Wensen is just a little beast. He has no moral bottom line. When people go crazy, he even beats women.

   The person blocked by Duan Wensen heard soft sobbing intermittently, maybe he was really bullied by Duan Wensen.

   In the end, it was Ma Junying who sent people over to make this event come to an end.

   The broken hair in front of his forehead was sticking to Wen Xien's eyelids with sweat.

   A few strands of fine, moist and sticky water pierced into her eyes.

   When leaving, Wen Xien met Duan Wensen's eyes.

   He was laughing.

  Laughs like a demon, and his eyes are like bottomless black holes, as if to drag people in and swallow them.

   He opened his mouth and said a word silently.

   Wen Xien heard the meaning of this sentence from the shape of his mouth.

He says.

  I won't let you go.

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   Wen Xien was brought back to her home by Ma Qing, and the personal doctor in the home was already ready.

Ma Qing was watching from the side, he saw the sleeves lifted, the pale skin was blue and purple, there was almost no good meat, some should be getting better soon, some were just added, it looked really scary .

  Wen Xien lowered her eyes, as if it wasn't her who was injured at all, or that she was numb.

   "En, does it hurt, so that's why you leave school so late..."

   Ma Qing's voice became lower and lower until there was no sound.

   The corner of Wen Xien's mouth was even broken, and a few traces of wet blood spilled out.

   Looking at the expressionless Wen Xien, Ma Qing couldn't help crying while hugging her neck.

   After getting along for so long, Wen Xien's contact with Ma Qing was not as resistant as it was at the beginning, but his body was still very uncomfortable.

   Ma Qing felt it almost immediately, and the red marks on Wen Xien's snow-white neck appeared in her mind when she was in the toilet.

   She cried so sadly, and the tears fell on her clothes as if they didn't want money.

  Wen Xien didn't feel anything at first, but seeing Ma Qing crying so sadly, she felt a little uncomfortable.

   Ma Qing is the best for her except her sister.

   Ma Qing looks good when she smiles.

   crying... so ugly.

  Wen Xien didn't want Ma Qing to become ugly, even though her shoulder was injured, she still touched Ma Qing's hair without saying a word.

The    movement is very gentle, like soothing.

   Ma Qing was stunned for a moment, and then she cried even more sadly. She used to have delicate makeup on her face, but now it was melted by her tears, so she was not embarrassed.

  Wen Xien's eyelashes trembled, like a butterfly spreading its wings, her soft voice contrasted sharply with her expressionless face, "Don't cry...don't cry."

  No one knows what kind of life Wen Xien lived in school, obviously with a pair of extremely beautiful faces, but this became an excuse for them to bully her.

  Because of mother, because she doesn't like to talk, she likes to ignore everyone.

  In their eyes, it became that Wen Xien looked down on them.

  This high school is the last high school in the province, and the people in it are either exceptionally good at school or have a very good family background.

   They are all gods.

   They are all vicious, she struggles, she weeps, but in return they play tricks.

  Dead mice or live cockroaches began to appear inexplicably on desks and school bags.

   The homework book would be torn off, someone would trip over on purpose in the class, and someone would throw a bottle of water on her head.

   Every time, no one would reach out to help her, she could only hear their laughter permeating every corner of the classroom.

  After her idea of ​​asking the teacher for help was known, they surrounded her in the toilet, pinched her chin, and threatened that if I dared to speak out, she would die.

   After saying that, they raised their hands and approached her face.

   She sobbed in fear, and begged them ridiculously.

   After school, they gathered together to look at the phone, and she heard the sound of sticky water and ambiguous gasps coming from the phone.

   Her shoulders were trembling and she wanted to escape, but she was tied to a tree by them and could not move.

   Then they came towards her with strange light in their eyes, and she saw in their eyes full of lust.

   They hurriedly took off my clothes, she began to struggle and shout, someone put out a hand to cover her lips, she could only shake her head and cry, the words for help were blocked in his palm.

   She seemed to have fallen into a stench of sewage, and there were many bright red tongues in it. They scrambled out and greedily sucked her flesh and blood.

  The people outside are really scary.

   Don't worry, the heroine doesn't have that, there is a system

   (end of this chapter)