The Old Enemy is White Moonlight

"Squad leader, do you go to the football game after school tonight?"

Before Xu Qiushan issued the notice, Bian Qian thought for a while and said:

"I have something to do, so I won't go."

"All right."

Near the end of get out of class, the physics teacher was giving a lecture to a student, and suddenly remembered something, raised his head anxiously and shouted:

"Don't forget to hand in the exercise book! The class representative will collect it this afternoon and let me have a look."

Bian Qian subconsciously went to find her own, but after searching through the bookcases and the pile on the table, there was nothing there.

When I picked up the pen, I suddenly remembered that I should have brought it home to write yesterday, but I forgot to bring it.

But today at noon...

"A relative will come to the house tomorrow, and you will come back for lunch at noon."

Forget it, get your books and go back to school.

The sky was still dark and the rain was still pattering down.

Bian Qian walked home along the eaves of the roadside shop.

There were a few cars parked on the side of the road outside the door, and cheerful noises came from the house.

She put the key into the lock, turned it a few times, and pushed the door open.

There are many gifts piled up beside the shoe cabinet, high heels and leather shoes are in a mess, and there are several pairs of children's.

The bright living room is filled with strange smells.

A little girl in a princess dress is holding a yellow bear and sitting on an adult's lap. Seeing her happily running over, the adults' attention also shifts here. Looking at it from above, it seems like they are evaluating a product.

"Hey, is this your daughter? She's so slim."

"What's your name? She looks so pretty!"

"How old is this year? Come here and show the aunts."

Xu Sheng walked over from the living room, holding Bian Qian's hand with a smile on his face:

"Call someone!"

She raised the corners of her lips stiffly:

"Hi there."

Looking across the sofa, various small toys occupied the sitting place, and the dolls that should have been in his room were also taken out, and the child dragged them here and there.

The topic involved going to school again. She walked upstairs quickly, picked up the exercise book on the bedside table and put it into her school bag. There was also a half box of stomach medicine and sanitary napkins that she took out in the morning on the cabinet.

After thinking about it, Bian Qian put it in her schoolbag.

As soon as I went downstairs, the little girl in the princess dress trotted over and asked with wide eyes:

"Sister, sister, do you eat ice cream?"

Before Bian Qian could speak, Xu Sheng, who was beside the sofa, walked over, and forced it from the child's hand into her hand:

"Yuyu is so good, take it quickly, my sister gave it to you."

"..."

"Suppress your stinky temper for me, you have to eat if you don't eat, you have no pain or illness, pick and choose all day long, it's rare to be happy today."

Bian Qian watched as Xu Sheng turned around, talking and laughing with the crowd.

"Yuyu likes fried corn the most, right? Let's eat it at Auntie's house today!"

A group of people focused on the child, she opened the door, held up her umbrella, and walked to the school.

The rain was slanted by the wind and hit the face, and the chill seeped from the outside to the inside.

There were only three classes on Friday afternoon, and some people stayed in the class to do their homework after school, so Bian Qian stood up to pack up the books.

The rain stopped, and looking out of the window, the residents upstairs were still stained with water, the color of the asphalt road and the rubber track on the playground became darker, the leaves of the green plants were blown by the wind, and the water droplets fell in the shaking.

She put her schoolbag on her back and picked up the thermos by the table.

There are many small alleys near the school, and the smell of rice began to waft at this point.

On the empty bluestone slabs, the human fireworks on the building are reflected.

If you continue walking, you will reach the hospital. Xu Sheng accompanied her to see a doctor before, because of stomach pain, it was at the Second People's Hospital in front. But Xu Sheng should have forgotten it long ago. After all, these things are not worth mentioning compared to Xu Sheng's career and life.

There was a loud sound of footsteps behind him, getting faster and faster.

Bian Qian glanced back vigilantly, then ran forward immediately.

The scenes on both sides flashed quickly in the corner of the eye, and the sound of panting came and went.

That glance was too hasty to see how many people there were, and it was estimated that there were quite a few people listening to this movement.

She ran to the alley with a dead end following her previous memory.

Bian Qian leaned on the corner of the wall and turned left. She glanced behind her quickly, only to realize that she was very close to the group of people, so she could only bite the bullet and rush forward.

"Um…"

The schoolbag was suddenly pulled back tightly by both hands, Bianqian almost couldn't stand still, she threw the schoolbag off her body with one shoulder, just in time to see a fist coming towards her, she bent down quickly, and turned around with the help of her left leg , put his right foot firmly on the man's waist!

In just a few seconds, everyone surrounded her, blocking the way in, Bian Qian's thoughts turned quickly:

There are about 7 of them, and there are a little more boys, so the chance of winning is very small. There are a few familiar faces who followed Tan Feng last time.

She slowly pulled the crowd back step by step, trying to keep her airway steady:

"Who sent you here?"

"Dogs deserve to know what people think? Don't even think about getting out alive. Today, we'll burn the paper for you. Come on!"

Taking advantage of the man's distracted speech, Bian Qian accelerated to lean towards the end of the alley, and when she saw the movement on the other side, she immediately threw her schoolbag away. On the wall, he took two steps on the wall with the help of inertia, turned around before his body was about to sink, threw out the stone, and punched the boy at the end!

After landing, she snatched back her schoolbag and put it on her back, squatted down and stretched her legs to sweep across the area. In the chaos, her back endured all the attacks, and the pain hit wildly. She elbowed the abdomen of the person behind her, and threw her fist in the other's face.

A girl in front seemed to know what she was thinking, and directly backed away to block the entrance of the alley:

"Here! Don't let her escape!"

But after speaking, he realized that his teammates had already fallen.

Bian Qian stared at the girl, watching the other person's eyes change from complacency to fear:

"Burning the paper for me? Do you deserve it?"

As soon as the words fell, Bian Qian slammed his fist **** the middle of the man's face, pinched the man by the collar and threw him against the wall, tilted his head and looked down with cold eyes:

"Who sent you here?"

The girl's panting sound was a bit rough, and she pretended to be calm and said:

"What, are you scared? Yan Qing is right, you are a murderer..."

Bianqian slapped him hard with one hand, and with the other hand he lifted the person up to the wall:

"You **** say it again?"

"You are the murderer..."

Liang Youchen was obviously forced to death by them, how could Yan Qing have the nerve to come here to find her and slander right and wrong? It's ridiculous. The people who were bullied turned into murderers. What about these violent people? Does it represent justice? So it's right to be locked up in the equipment room and locked up in a small black room, it's right to be torn off by a group of people, and it's right to be insulted, excluded, and violent? !

Bian Qian clearly felt that his breath was trembling with pain, and a strong soreness rushed into his throat. She restrained her emotions, and wanted to get some words out of the girl's mouth, but there was a sudden noise from outside the alley:

"The basketball game and the exam actually meet together, I don't want to fail—"

"study well."

"Brother Wen, how did you manage to balance your grades and career?"

Brother Wen...

Bian Qian immediately grabbed the girl's hands, covered her mouth firmly, retreated to the trash can and squatted down, feeling the frequency of her heart beating clearly in the silence.

"Captain, what's the matter?"

The air seemed to freeze.

don't come...don't come...

"Meow."

A thin orange cat jumped out of a pile of bricks, its body covered in dirt, but its eyes were strangely bright like sapphires.

The people outside were attracted, and immediately walked towards here, and couldn't wait to say:

"Yo, where did the little wild cat come from?"

Another magnetic voice suddenly sounded:

"The time is up, let's go."

A few girls who planned to tease the cat were arrested:

"It's still a game, don't make a fuss, brothers."

"Let's go, we'll be here in the afternoon!"

The footsteps gradually faded away.

Bian Qian hit the neck of the person in his arms with his elbow, and at the same time, his body slid down the wall as if he lost his strength.

The only thing left in the empty alley was her panting.

It's so dark.

The lights from the tall buildings looked down on the ground, and in the gloom beyond his pity, there were only devastated ruins.

Bian Qian's leg was hit with a brick just now, and now he can't lift it up at all. She let her arms hang down naturally, so that the injuries in her shoulders and lower back would feel better.

She rested for a while, stood up staggeringly, reached for the schoolbag next to her, took out a wet wipe from it, and slowly wiped off the shoe prints and mud prints on her clothes. wound.

The first one on the right side of the alley is a small shop.

Bian Qian touched his face, adjusted his state, opened the door of the canteen, found the boss and smiled slightly:

"Uncle, can you take a look at the surveillance at the door of the store? I can't find my things."