Chapter 19:

Four in twilight.
Lights are on at the entrance of the community, and the broad road is like daylight.
In the cold December wind, the girl raised her eyes and her peach blossom eyes shone brightly.
Her voice was soft and soft: "I'm here, thank you for sending me back."
Gu Miao lowered his head, trying to hide his wounds, but the roots of the red ears were exposed.
The lights here are so bright, he must be ugly now.
He still whispered unconsciously: "Well, thank you, your medicine."
The tall and tall young man bowed his head slightly, like a little milk dog who made a mistake, showing a fluffy top of hair, very cute.
Cheng Chu tried his best to suppress the corners of his slightly bent mouth, and whispered, "It's okay, don't fight again next time. If you hurt yourself, you will be punished by the school."
"Yeah." The boy lowered Wu Chengcheng's eyes, his tone was filled with dismay: "Then, I'm leaving?"
Cheng Chu nodded.
The cold wind was blowing at the gate of the community, and Gu Miao's back was stretched by the scattered lights and disappeared into the long silent night of the sea.
Cheng Chu didn't sleep well this night.
In the chaotic dream, all the youths were punished.
On weekdays, his pine-like back was slightly bent, with bruises on the corners of his mouth, standing on the high rostrum, reading words of regret.
The sea market in December was cold and dry, and the cold wind was howling.
The people in the audience looked at him, contemptuous and disgusted.
Life seemed to have returned to its original state. Gu Miao stopped talking, always sitting gloomily in the corner of the class without saying a word.
Including the same to her.
The moonlight shone into the window, and the girl lying on the bed suddenly opened her eyes.
It was obviously a cold December, but Cheng Chu was sweating, and strands of moist hair stuck to her white face. She opened her mouth slightly and gasped for breath.
Her heart was beating like crazy, and she felt the blood in her body gradually cold.
Don't let this happen, don't let Gu Miao be punished.
The cold wind blew into the house, and the wind chimes on the windowsill shook slightly.
In the darkness, Cheng Chu leaned on the pillow and his sleepiness faded.
She had to find a way to make Wang Yan admit that she had done those things and let Song Xinyu pay the price.
On Saturday morning, the phone rang awakened Cheng Chu.
She dazedly touched the phone and pressed the answer button.
"Chu Chu, are you awake, if you wake up, I will let the driver come and pick you up?" Cheng Yue asked.
The sun came in through the cracks in the window, and a golden strip was drawn across the beige quilt.
Cheng Chu turned over and said vaguely: "I'm still in bed, or let Uncle Wang come back in an hour."
"Okay, let me talk to Uncle Wang."
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Chu set an alarm clock forty-five minutes later, and fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.
An hour later, Cheng Chu put on a coat at random, put on his schoolbag and went out.
Listening to a low-key Bentley at the gate of the community, the driver Wang Shu stood beside the car door and saw her coming, and quickly opened the door for her diligently.
Cheng Chu bent slightly, only to realize that his mother was also in the car.
"Why don't you dress up well?" Fu Rong frowned, "Didn't you say you can go shopping with me?"
Cheng Chu paused, and then remembered that a few days ago, he had promised to go shopping with his mother on Saturday.
She got into the car and smiled flatteringly: "Come with me, of course, I don't have new clothes, I just go to buy a few."
Fu Rong took her shoulders and touched her cheek again, and said affectionately: "Look, I have lost weight in my studies recently, and I must make up for it today."
After a night of nightmares, Cheng Chu didn't sleep well. He slept groggyly with his mother's shoulder in the car.
Half an hour later, Fu Rong took Cheng Chu into the mall.
The high-end shopping mall exudes a good smell and the heating is still on, and Cheng Chu's confused mind finally wakes up.
The Cheng family has many industries, and this mall is one of them.
Every quarter, the brand will deliver new products to Cheng's home, but Fu Rong still likes to come to the mall to scan the goods.
As soon as the two entered the store, the shopping guide greeted them graciously, serving tea and pouring water.
"Mrs. Cheng, our new products this season just arrived yesterday. Are you interested in seeing it?"
Fu Rong turned her head and said, "Chu Chu, ask them to wrap it up if you like it. I'll check the bag first."
Cheng Chu nodded, she took a sip of the tea poured by the shopping guide and turned a few pages of magazines, feeling lack of interest.
There was no one in the shop. She raised her eyes and looked around and saw the glasses on the shelf not far away.
Under the shining light, the edges of the golden silk eyes refracted shining light, making the glasses more delicate.
The shopping guide next to him approached obediently: "Ms. Cheng would like to see the frame. They are all new products in the store. They are very popular recently."
"Yeah." Cheng Chu stood up, took the spectacle frame handed over by the shopping guide, and lowered his eyes slightly.
The girl casually put on a coat, her black hair draped slightly on her shoulders, looking calm and gentle.
The shopping guide recognized that it was MaxMara's new coat this year, one of which was tens of thousands larger, and the girl was even better-looking than the model.
Cheng Chu held the temples and looked at the glasses in his hands.
She couldn't help but imagine Gu Miao wearing these glasses.
On the straight bridge of the young boy's nose, there are gentle gold-rimmed glasses, and he is wearing a clean white shirt with the top button tightly fastened.
His eyebrows were stern, his thin lips pressed slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly when he spoke.
Abstinence and seductive.
Gu Miao in his previous life never wore glasses, and Cheng Chu didn't even know that he was shortsighted.
But young Gu Miao always wears dull black-rimmed glasses between his nose, and he squeezes Qingjun between his eyebrows a bit.
The sound of high heels hitting the tiled floor slowly came. Fu Rong walked over, looked at the spectacle frame in Cheng Chu's hand, turned her head and waved to the shopping guide: "Wrap the spectacle frame in her hand, etc. Check out together."
"No, I'll just take a look." Cheng Chu smiled and handed the frame to the shopping guide: "Thank you."
"If you like it, buy it. I know that you little girls are now popular to wear flat glasses, and the decorations are also very good." Fu Rong smiled kindly: "What else do you like, buy it together?"
"It's really not necessary, I just look at it." Cheng Chu said seriously.
There is a logo engraved on the temples of the glasses. Although it is not obvious, you will find it if you look closely.
This brand of things is not cheap, and the teenager has a strong self-esteem, and he definitely will not accept such expensive gifts.
For Gu Miao, Cheng Chu is always cautious.
She understands the suffering of a teenager, and understands his inferiority and sensitivity.
He fights for himself, desperately, secretly dealing with those difficult and bullying.
He concealed his suffering and pain, never willing to say a word.
Even when Gu Miao was young and introverted, he was far from the introverted Gu who was in the memory of Cheng Chu.
But Cheng Chu knew that he was always that person.
It is the one who hides all the surging emotions in his heart and has a crush on himself for many years.
The sun in the winter afternoon is particularly warm.
It was already afternoon when he got home, and Fu Rong went back to the room for a nap.
There was no one in the huge villa, perhaps because Cheng Chu didn't sleep in the car for a long time.
She wandered to her small garden.
Plum blossoms bloom in the winter garden, dotted with red plums among the branches, poetic and picturesque.
Cheng Chu was lying on the rocking chair, looking at the sky, feeling sad.
"Hey Cheng Chu, are you back?"
Cheng Chu's thoughts came and came back by this sudden sound. She raised her eyes and saw Lin Qifeng leaning on the railing on the second floor next door, smiling at her.
With a casual wave of his hand, Cheng Chu replied listlessly: "Well, I'm back."
"I'm so bored, or you come over, we will chat for a while."
Lin Qifeng is a man in the school, and there are always a few people in each class who can be called brothers and sisters. Ask him maybe there is a way.
Sure enough, after listening to Cheng Chu’s question, Lin Qifeng pondered for a moment and said: "You said Wang Yan, we played ball together. He is a sports student at school, and he is okay. I just heard that he was mixed in junior high school. For a while, the ball was really good, what's wrong, you suddenly asked this person what?"
Cheng Chu didn't tell him what happened at the school, but only asked him if he knew Wang Yan.
"People are okay? Are you sure?" People who would come to splash her ink and want to stop her after class, Cheng Chu really didn't believe that this person would be better.
Lin Qifeng scratched his head: "As far as I get along with him, it looks like this."
Cheng Chu frowned, she felt that Lin Qifeng had no reason to lie to her.
But if Wang Yan is not bad, why would he do such a thing? Why would he listen to Song Xinyu so much?
As the sun sets, the sky is dyed a brilliant crimson.
When Cheng Chu came out of Lin Qifeng's house, he passed by his garage and saw Uncle Wang coming out of it.
"Miss." He nodded politely to Cheng Chu.
Cheng Chu smiled slightly: "Uncle Wang, are you ready to go home?"
"Yes, my wife and children are waiting for dinner at home." Uncle Wang smiled kindly.
The two exchanged a few words, just about to say goodbye, Cheng Chu suddenly asked: "Uncle Wang, can you do me a favor?"
"Miss has anything to say directly, if there is any help or not," Wang Shu laughed.
Cheng Chu lowered his head, pondered for a moment and said: "You help me to check someone, but can you tell my parents and brother? I promise you didn't do anything bad."
In the sunset, the girl Qing Lingling's peach blossom eyes revealed sincerity, and there were also a few shallow prayers.
Uncle Wang hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
He used to be a soldier, and he knew a lot about this.
Cheng Chu did not expect Uncle Wang to be so efficient.
On Sunday afternoon, after she finished her piano lesson, when she went downstairs, Uncle Wang was already waiting at the door.
After getting in the car, he handed Cheng Chu a copy of the information.
The car perfume was in the car, with aquatic scent, it smelled refreshing.
Cheng Chu looked down, looking at Wang Yan's information.
Both his parents died when he was three years old. Since then, he has been dependent on his only grandma.
I went astray when I was in junior high school and worked as a gangster for a few years.
But in the third year of junior high, his grandmother was seriously ill, so he took his heart out, and finally entered the Haishi No.1 Middle School as a special enrollment student for sports.
In the past few years, Wang Yan's grandma has been lingering on the sick side. In order to raise money, he spends all his spare time to work, just to collect some medical expenses.
But last week, grandma's condition suddenly worsened and she was admitted to the ICU. Although she was transferred to the general ward a few days later, the cost was still scary.
The desperate Wang Yan had to borrow loan sharks, but such high interest rates were not something he could afford.
The thread tangled in my mind seemed to have found the end of the thread in an instant, and the looming clues became clear at once.
The weather on Monday was exceptionally clear.
At the end of the flag-raising ceremony, students lined up to walk from the playground to the teaching building.
The morning light was dazzling, and the playground was mixed with people of three years, crowded with people, unable to see the head at a glance.
Cheng Chu and Luo Xixi slowly followed at the end of the class.
In the noise, Cheng Chu heard what the monitor was talking to others.
She vaguely heard the words "Gu Miao" and "Punishment".
Cheng Chu was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to grab the squad leader: "What punishment did you just say?"
The squad leader was dragged and staggered. He looked back at Cheng Chu, and the anger in his eyes was reduced a little.
"It was Gu Miao's fight last week. Wang Yan and his head teacher were on a business trip last week. They came back this week. I think they will be discussing punishment."
Several holly trees are planted beside the playground, which are still lush even in severe winter.
Gu Miao stood at the end of the team, his indifferent eyes seemed to melt in the winter. He looked at the crowd in front of him blankly, as if the people around him were not talking about himself.
The party who started the fight first has to remember the big mistake. If there is no reason to hit someone, Wang Yan is at best defensive, and there is no need to pay any price.
Song Xinyu, the initiator of all this, has long been out of the picture.
In the morning light, Song Xinyu, standing at the forefront of the team, smiled.
Cheng Chu gritted her teeth, wishing to tear her artificial appearance immediately.
And she has indeed found this way.
Back in the classroom, Cheng Chu took advantage of Gu Miao's absence and asked Zhou Ran back: "Did Gu Miao and Wang Yan both be called parents last week?"
Zhou Ran nodded: "Yes, Wang Yan's parents came soon at that time. It seems that his age should be his mother."
The Jiji cold wind entered the classroom and blew the pages of the book slightly.
Cheng Chu thought that on Friday, she did not see Gu Miao's family at the school gate.
The classroom was noisy, and Cheng Chu suddenly thought of the boy on the bed in the hospital that was so proud of Gu Miao.
Her heart was sour and rising, and an inexplicable emotion spread quietly.
After school that day, Cheng Chu came to Wang Yan's class and found him.
Seventeen or eighteen-year-olds are just when they are full of vigor, but Wang Yan has a mature age that does not match his age.
He was tall, 1.9 meters tall, and as strong as a mountain, standing in the corridor full of afternoon sun, with a large shadow behind him.
The extra-large school uniform on his body was dirty, there was a green beard scum on his chin, and his cheeks were blue and purple.
Hearing Cheng Chu's words, he refused without even thinking: "It's impossible, Song Xinyu has nothing to do with this matter, I don't know anything about splashing ink."
The money Song Xinyu gave was his life-saving straw. With this money, he would make up the money owed to the hospital.
Song Xinyu approached him yesterday and said that if he didn't confess her, he would add more money.
Grandma has been out of the brink of life and death, but the rest of the nursing fee and nutrition will come one after another. He is just a high school student, and he can't make much of his spare time.
Wang Yan raised his eyes, and the girl in front of him was looking at him with clear and peachy eyes, as calm as a quiet lake.
He was so scalded by that look, and quickly covered his eyes.
For Cheng Chu, he was guilty. She was just an innocent girl and did nothing wrong.
As for the person who beat him, perhaps there was nothing wrong with it.
These are what he deserves.
The afternoon sun was a little dazzling, Cheng Chu stretched out his hand to block it, and said, "I know what you did. As for who told you to do it, I also know in my heart."
She turned around, put herself in the backlight, paused, and said, "The person who came to school that day was not your parent? Your grandma probably doesn't know what you did at school, or you. Take a loan shark."
Wang Yan's grandma is still in the hospital ward, and according to Zhou Ran, it was a middle-aged woman who came to school that day.
"What do you want to do?" Wang Yan raised his eyes sharply and shouted loudly.
Cheng Chu looked at his almost hysterical anger, and said calmly: "If you could tell who told you to do this, she would naturally not know about these things."
Wang Yan clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turned white, and his cheek red and blue face was hideous.
"Think about it for yourself, come to me when you think about it." Cheng Chu turned his head and left.
The sun pours at noon, leaving only a shady stairway.
"Cheng Chu." The boy stopped her suddenly.
Cheng Chu's footsteps paused. Hearing his deep and dumb voice was exhausted: "I promise you."
He couldn't let his grandma know this. Grandma was strong in nature. When he was in junior high school, he went astray and did a lot of shameful deeds. After she knew it, she suffered a heart attack and went to the hospital.
If she knew that she had borrowed a loan shark and did something like that for money...
Grandma is his only relative, Wang Yan closed his eyes in pain, not daring to think again.
The last session of the day is the class meeting, and Cheng Chu knows what the teacher will announce in this class.
Before class, there was a mess in the classroom, and she turned to look at Gu Miao.
The young man lowered his head, he was lowering his head to recite English words, and Qingjun's profile was indifferent like the mist of a winter morning.
He was always like this, saying nothing, not defending anything.
"Gu Miao." Cheng Chu called to him.
The boy's hand holding the pen stiffened, he raised his eyes and glanced at her, his eyelashes trembled, "Huh?"
"Why are you fighting?"
Gu Miao lowered her eyes and said, "It's nothing."
Look, he still doesn't want to say!
Cheng Chu didn't understand, why didn't you tell her? She was a little angry at the boy's stubbornness, but on the other hand, she understood his kindness.
He was to protect himself, he didn't want to let her know that he had been targeted, isolated, and he didn't want to see her sad.
In the corner of my heart, something seems to have quietly broken out of the ground, an emotion that I have never experienced before quietly spilling over my heart.
Slightly sour, it made her feel a strange sense of satisfaction.
Cheng Chu sucked his nose, and the bottom of his eyes was slightly moist.
In her previous life, she was also protected by her family, surrounded by others, living in the applause of flowers and the envy of others.
But since the loss of her elder brother, the originally satisfactory home was shattered, and her parents were immersed in grief and had no time to care about her feelings.
She has to support the company and the family alone.
There has never been a person like him who protects her wholeheartedly, cherishes her, and does not want her to be hurt a little bit.
The classroom was still cold in winter, the noise gradually subsided, and the head teacher Lin Yue walked into the classroom.
"Classmates." Lin Yuequ tapped on the podium, "Next I will announce a disciplinary decision."
Cheng Chu couldn't help turning his head.
The setting sun outside the window, the boy's face was cold and heavy, as if to isolate everything.
Song Xinyu turned his head and smiled provocatively at them.
"Gu Miao in our class beat people for no reason, the school announced a decision--"
"Teacher, wait."
In the quiet classroom, the girl's clear voice was exceptionally clear.
Lin Yue frowned slightly and asked, "If you have anything, you should raise your hand first. Just interrupt the teacher when you are talking."
"I'm sorry, teacher." Cheng Chu lowered his eyes slightly, showing an humbly teachable appearance.
Lin Yue didn't take any harsh words for the student she likes, "Okay, sit down first, let's talk about anything after class."
Cheng Chu did not sit down, she stood upright, her back collapsed straight, "Teacher, I'm sorry, I want to prove that Gu Miao didn't beat people for no reason. He beat people because Song Xinyu provoked me several times, and threatened to find someone to teach me. ."
There was an uproar around, many people only knew that Gu Miao was beating people, but they didn't know that there was still this inner story.
"What's the matter with Song Xinyu?"
"It looks like she was standing by, but she doesn't look like such a person."
"People shouldn't look good, I remember the bad things about Cheng Chu last week came from Lin Ruo, she and Lin Ruo are so good, think about it for yourself."
"Yes, I think it should be a bit related, too."
Song Xinyu turned her head in disbelief, and her soft voice on weekdays became a little bit sharp: "What are you talking about? It's not because I happened to be standing next to me at that time. In order to excuse Gu Miao, you and Zhou Ran were spitting blood."
Her peach blossom eyes glowed, she looked at Gu Miao and Cheng Chu incredulously, and she cried: "Why are you bullying people like this?"
Cheng Chu didn't look at her. As far as she could see, she saw depression hidden in the boy's cold eyes, like a knife, slashing towards Song Xinyu.
The winter classroom was icy cold. Cheng Chu raised his eyes and looked at Lin Yue’s stern eyes, and said loudly,
Song Xinyu had a grudge against me because of the English competition. Then she asked Wang Yan from the next class to take advantage of the psychology class. Red ink is sprinkled on my chair."
She paused, and continued: "Fortunately, Gu Miao saw that they were dealt with in time. Song Xinyu did not succeed and found Wang Yan again and asked him to stop and find someone to block me. Gu Miao and Zhou Ran just heard all this, so Hit someone."
Zhou Ran stood up and said loudly, "Yes, I can testify."
Cheng Chu lowered his eyes and met Gu Miao's dark eyes.
"Yes, this way." Gu Miao said in a deep voice.
"You spit out blood because of the crowds." Song Xinyu was so wronged that she almost cried. She sobbed, tears in her eyes.
Cheng Chu glanced at her coldly and took out the U disk from the drawer, "This is evidence. There are chat records between Song Xinyu and Wang Yan, and transfer records."
She turned her head to look at Song Xinyu, and said, "If you insist on saying that it is framed, I hope you don't mind releasing the evidence in front of the class."
Song Xinyu's crying Ewha's face with rain suddenly disappeared. She looked at the USB flash drive in Cheng Chu's hand, constantly shaking her head, and holding on to the last trace of reason, saying: "I don't have one, you are framing me."
The small USB flash drive soon arrived in the teacher's hands. After plugging in the USB flash drive proficiently, she looked at the computer screen and her face grew darker.
There was a noise in the silent classroom, and the classmates below looked at Lin Yue's face, and they had already made a final conclusion.
"Fuck, is it really her?"
"Looking at the usual delicate and weak appearance, why is it so bad?"
"Cheng Chu and Gu Miao are so pitiful."
The classroom door was knocked suddenly. Lin Qifeng stood at the door, looking inside, and asked anxiously: "Our class ran out of chalk, can I borrow it?"
Lin Yue nodded, "Come in and get it."
In full view, Lin Qifeng walked to the podium, he was a little curious about the strange atmosphere in this class.
After taking two boxes of chalk from the podium, he lowered his eyes slightly and saw the contents of the computer screen.
He shook his chalk hand.
A cold wind floated in the classroom, Song Xinyu raised his eyes and ran into Lin Qifeng's.
Fearful, cold, disgusting.
For an instant, she felt the blood from her body being drawn away, and the cold winter wind swept into her body, freezing her limbs and limbs cold and weak.
She knew that she was completely over this time.
The author has something to say: Gu Miao: I don’t want her to know, I don’t want her to be unhappy, because I know how uncomfortable it is to be bullied
Some people say that Miao Miao has too few scenes in recent chapters, and it will be all his scenes after processing this matter~
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