The Old Enemy is White Moonlight

"Sister, is she here to see you?"

Bian Qian hesitated and said:

"Seems to be."

Mu Jiu glanced at Wen Qi, and her gaze moved between the two curiously. She squinted her eyes, feeling that the matter was not simple, but she also thought that she should not disturb the senior sister's life, so she said:

"Then I'll turn on the machine first, you guys talk."

"Um."

The lights in the room were turned on, Wen Qi stood in front of Bianqian, picked up the things in his hand, stared into Bianqian's eyes and said:

"key."

Bian Qian reached out to pick it up, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed, and the other party asked:

"How did you do it with your hands?"

"Accidentally scratched, little injury."

The restraint on the wrist was loosened, Bian Qian hooked the key with his fingers, Wen Qi looked at her calmly, and asked casually:

"Do you need help?"

The sound of hurried running came from the corridor again, it was the same boy:

"President, President! I forgot to put the manuscript for today's broadcast in the USB flash drive, and I couldn't find it in the file. Is there any spare part in the file that I can put?"

Wen Qi turned around, didn't see it clearly just now, but now recognized that he was one of the main persons in charge of the Gaoyi radio station, and asked sternly:

"Didn't the other two people on duty prepare the manuscript?"

"The two of them went to dinner with their classmates last night. Someone had a birthday and asked me to write a copy first. After I finished writing, I didn't know if I forgot to save it or something. I couldn't find it on the software. I wanted to go to Another station master upstairs asked for a copy, but his classmates said he hadn't come yet."

The corners of Wen Qi's eyes were tinged with coldness, he frowned sharply and said:

"I see, you go back to the recording studio first."

"OK!"

Bian Qian said:

"You go and deal with things."

Wen Qi stood there without saying a word, and looked at her indifferently, then glanced into the room casually, and asked softly:

"friend?"

Bian Qian looked at the girl in the room and replied:

"Alumni, what's the matter?"

"nothing."

Wen Qi suddenly took a step forward and patted her on the right shoulder:

"There is something."

Then turned and walked up the stairs:

"gone."

Bian Qian looked at Wen Qi Bo Liang's back in confusion.

Seeing Bian Qian walk in and operate in front of the copier, Mu Jiu couldn't help asking:

"Sister, can I ask you a question?"

"Um?"

"That senior sister walked with you during the last competition, are you two good friends?"

Bian Qian's hand that pressed the button stopped, and she thought carefully about her getting along with Wen Qi these days, and replied:

"...No. She is fine."

Mu Jiu nodded solemnly, the corners of her lips flew to her temples, her eyes turned into crescents and said:

"Oh~"

It turned out to be like this.

"Senior sister is also a very good person!"

Bian Qian raised the corners of his lips and said helplessly:

"From that speech alone?"

"I see people very accurately~"

Bian Qian just smiled lightly and didn't speak anymore.

The sound of machinery lingered in the cabin.

Bian Qian looked at the overlapping test papers, and when it came to friends, those sealed memories rushed out again, his mind was full of blood-red images, Liang Youchen's figure turned into a fish in the water, his body was covered with rotten Scars, but still smiled and bid farewell to her on the shore.

She scratched at the crack in the palm of her hand with her nails and closed her eyes, the pain temporarily paralyzed her nerves.

When Bian Qian returned to the dormitory with the test papers in her arms, the self-study had already started. After she finished explaining the requirements, she distributed the test papers to the first row, and then passed them on in an orderly manner.

Shi Huaishen had already sat down at his seat, both the desk and the drawers were neatly tidied up, even the nibs exposed in the pencil case were facing in one direction, and the white eraser was still very clean even though it was more than half used.

Bian Qian opened the English words, and Su Yitong wrote two sentences in the draft pad and handed them over:

"Squad leader, Shi Huaishen is quite handsome, but does he really not have obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

"You and him are two extremes, so clean up."

The notebook was sent back, Su Yitong flipped through the chaotic mountain of books on the table, and chose to give up.

The classroom is like a huge square box, and the noisy reading sound overflows from the corners of the windows and cracks in the door, shaking the time in the box to rumble. Outside the sixth floor, that smear of red is hidden in the stacked pavilions, revealing the forehead on the smoke of thousands of houses, twirling the light red morning glow, crushing and melting into the sky, quiet and vast.

Bian Qian folded the test paper and put it in the test paper folder. The gold test paper spread out on the table was covered with black and red marks. She looked at the questions she had done wrong before, and then took out the chemistry notebook from the bookend to memorize the main points.

At half past six, the radio rang on time.

"Good morning, welcome to the voice of the campus. Goodmorning teachers and schoolmates..."

The deep and lazy female voice came from the radio, and the smooth and elegant American pronunciation was modified by electric current, making it even more magnetic and attractive. Bian Qian suddenly raised his head from the book, and looked at the radio next to the blackboard without moving.

"Fuck, this is Wen Qi's voice, so sexy!"

There were also many students in the class whispering to each other, Bian Qian pushed Su Yitong's head away from him, and casually listened to the words on the radio.

It seemed that she had never heard Wen Qi's voice on the radio before.

No. 1 Middle School broadcasts three times a day. In the morning, it is for appreciation of American literature, both in Chinese and English. The audiobooks issued by each grade are different, and only the radio at this point is opened according to different grades.

There is also a special situation. When the exam is approaching, no matter whether it is a major exam or a small exam, the grade director will choose a one-day self-study class to tell inspirational stories and cliché exam precautions.

"I want to return all the nights to He Shanhe, return all the spring to Shu Shuli, and return all the laziness and stagnation to the past."

"Tomorrow's me..."

Bian Qian spread the pages of the book in his hands, and unconsciously read together with the person in front of the microphone:

"There are hills and valleys in the chest, immediately vibrate the mountains and rivers."

Great break.

Students filed out from the front and back doors, and the class gradually became empty. Bian Qian looked up at the clock after writing the questions, but Huai Shen did not go down from the corner of his eye.

She asked Lao Xu for leave today, so she didn't have to go for a run.

Wen Qi came from the front carrying a small box:

"Have you finished writing?"

Bian Qian said in a daze:

"Um."

"follow me."

Bian Qian didn't know what Wen Qi wanted her to do, but she was the president of the student union, so maybe she had some activities or something to talk about.

"Ah good."

The two walked out the back door one after the other, just bumping into Qin Yichen who was running in a hurry, and Bian Qian heard him ask Wen Qi:

"You didn't go to the playground either? Is Huai Shen in class?"

"exist."

"Thank you brother!"

Listening to his tone, Bian Qian felt that he had a better relationship with Shi Huaishen, so he didn't say much. When passing by, Qin Yichen greeted himself, so he nodded in response.

Wen Qi looked back at her, only then did Bian Qian realize that the other party had already gone up the stairs, she followed behind Wen Qi, and asked in doubt:

"Go upstairs?"

"Um."

The teaching building has only six floors, and in her impression, the seventh floor should be the rooftop.

Bian Qian paused for a moment, carefully pulled up the corner of Wen Qi's school uniform with two fingers, then raised his head to meet the man's eyes, and solemnly said:

"Is there something bothering you recently? Is it the people in the student union that make you unhappy? I'm afraid of heights. Although I said I hate you before, I don't hate you now, and I can be your loyal listener. But You have to be more open about yourself, have a good attitude, and don’t be impulsive. No matter how difficult a problem is, there will always be a solution, right? Nothing is hard to get through, and the most important thing to be a human being is to be happy.”

Wen Qi looked down at her condescendingly, wondering if it was Bian Qian's illusion, she thought there was a smile in Wen Qi's eyes:

"What do you think I'm going to do?"

"Take me to dance on the seventh floor?"

Wen Qi raised the corners of his lips:

"Then follow me closely, and I won't find you later."

She gently grabbed the cold hands on the clothes, and led the person towards the rooftop.

Shi Huaishen borrowed Lin Nuo's notes at the same table and found that most of the teachers' progress was a bit fast, but before his illness worsened, he learned nearly half of all high school courses, so he was not in a hurry, just Writing notes at the desk.

On the right side of the desk is the window, and you can just see the playground, and a huge crowd gathered on the runway.

His head started to hurt again. He found a few medicines from the bottles and cans in his schoolbag. As soon as he took them out, he suddenly heard familiar voices from outside the corridor. There was a loud bang of "Boom".

He calmly put the bottle back.

"Shi Huai is deep!"

Qin Yichen finally saw the person who had disappeared for half a month and still had no news. He didn't answer the phone calls, he didn't reply to the text messages, and no one responded even when he knocked on the door at home. He almost wanted to call the police. Later, he learned from others Shi Huaishen has already gone to other places.

Looking at Shi Huaishen's coldly watching face, he suddenly burst into anger:

"I don't come to you, do you plan to never contact me? Why do you answer my phone and not return my message? Do you know how worried I am about you!"

Shi Huaishen just looked at him plainly, then stood up from his seat, Qin Yichen immediately stepped forward to hold Shi Huaishen and said:

"What? Going to leave again? If I don't come, you will do your homework, and as soon as I come, you plan to leave? You don't want to see me so much?"

"pain."

The person who was braving the cold finally reacted, and Qin Yichen remembered that his hands were strong and there were calluses in his palms, so he immediately let go of the control, turned over Shi Huaishen's wrist, and there was indeed a red mark on it.

Shi Huai withdrew his wrist deeply, and Qin Yichen followed closely in the next step, forcing him back to the window sill:

"Why didn't you reply to the message?"

"Still angry because I confessed to you? Do you dislike me that much?"

Shi Huai retreated deeply and had no choice but to support the window sill behind him with his hands. In front of him was Qin Yichen's hard body and hot breathing. He couldn't bear this approach all the time, and physiological tears gradually welled up in his eyes:

"Go away."

Qin Yichen pinched his waist with one hand, touched it from behind with the other, and sneered in his ear:

"Okay, then I'll let you hate it to the end."

Shi Huaishen seemed to know what the other party was going to do, but the front and rear doors of the classroom were wide open, and the windows behind made it possible to see everything from downstairs. He pushed Qin Yichen's chest hard, the alarm bell in his heart was loud, and he gritted his teeth and said :

"mix…"

Before he finished speaking, he was stuffed back into his stomach, and there were only two breaths in the air.