The Old Enemy is White Moonlight

The first time Wen Qi met Bian Qian was in a provincial joint examination competition in the second year of junior high school. She was assigned to the examination room of the attached high school. It was raining that day and happened to be in a car accident, so she was late for the afternoon examination. It's okay to be late, because the questions in the paper are very simple, and it is impossible to take so long to answer the paper.

"Miss, I'm sorry, I didn't plan the time well in advance. Ma'am told you to take the exam well, and she will pick you up in person in the afternoon."

The driver opened the car door guiltily, Wen Qi didn't answer, took the umbrella and walked towards the school.

Her mother's name is Qi Yuan, and Qi Yuan always promises something, but never fulfills it, besides, in Wen Qi's boring and boring life, Qi Yuan is always good at being absent when she should appear, and when she is needed disappear when.

"Why is this kid not in a hurry when he is late?"

"You didn't look at the car you were driving just now. It's probably because the family is rich, so you don't care much about it."

"Then let's leave her alone. Judging by the appearance of this little girl, she is probably a problem child."

"That's right, which child's eyes are as creepy as hers, with a straight face and no energy at all."

Wen Qi had a mocking expression on his face, carrying his schoolbag and speeding up his pace. Although he was often told that and felt numb, he still felt sad for a while every time he heard it.

It will be fine after a while, if you keep feeling sad, you will be beaten.

To smile, like the teacher said, the corners of the mouth are raised to reveal eight teeth. Qi Yuan likes to see her smile, and also likes to control her every move.

The campus is very empty, it seems that the road is wider and farther, and there is no end to it.

The teaching building where the examination room is located is in front, and there is a building like a large auditorium next to it. Wen Qi approached and heard the sound of a piano coming from inside the wall. Her dull eyes moved, and she looked in the direction of the sound. There was a window wide open, revealing the indoor scene.

The room is only half the size of a classroom, and there is a piano and a simple sofa in the cabinet. The player who plays the piano is a little girl wearing a beige beret, a white shirt, and a red suspender skirt. Her back is straight and her profile is holy. And beautiful. Although the expression is very stiff, it can be seen from the jumping fingertips that she is enjoying the music and feels relaxed.

Probably aware of something, the girl suddenly looked out the window, meeting Wen Qi's eyes.

Time stands still at this moment.

so beautiful.

Like a doll waiting to be torn apart.

This was Wen Qi's first impression of Bian Qian, but her intuition told Wen Qi that she must have seen this person before.

"Boom!"

The door of the room was kicked open by a group of students. They wore the same performance costumes as the girls, with arrogance written all over their faces.

The melodious piano sound stopped abruptly.

"I said why I couldn't find this bitch, so she was hiding here."

"Boom!"

A white schoolbag was thrown on the girl, just falling on the keys, squeezing out messy and unpleasant notes.

"Bian Qian, the piece you played on stage just now is really nice, please play it again, we still want to hear it."

"Why don't you play it anymore? Play it, the teacher was praising you just now, aren't you very happy? Stink!"

The girl stood up from the bench, clenched her fists, and the corners of the bench rubbed against the floor making harsh sounds.

While speaking, a group of people had gathered around the piano without leaving any gaps to get out. Yan Qing was about to close the window when she suddenly saw a person standing outside the window and shouted loudly:

"What are you looking at, dead child, get out of here!"

The window was slammed shut.

About to be torn apart?

Looking at the closed window, Wen Qi's mood jumped up, but it was torn apart by others. Thinking of this, she frowned again.

A teacher hurried past her and took her to the teaching building together:

"Student, why are you still in a daze after the exam has started? Which exam room are you from?"

"... Exam Room 1."

"The class in front!" Quickly finding the class, the teacher pushed her in, and whispered to the person on the podium, "Ms. Li, there is another candidate here."

"Okay, come in quickly, students. Books and mobile phones should be kept outside."

Wen Qi sat in front of the desk, and she couldn't see the window at this time. She took out the stationery bag a little annoyed, and began to write the test paper, which was not difficult.

So after she finished writing, she handed in the paper ahead of time. The teacher was a little reluctant to let her go out, but she came out anyway.

The rain was getting heavier, hitting the umbrella surface with a crisp sound.

The windows could not be opened from the outside, and the heavy rain made it impossible to hear the sound inside.

Wen Qi changed direction and came to the gate of the auditorium.

She walked in on the stairs, first passing through a corridor, the light in the corridor was very dim, and there were rooms with closed doors on both sides.

The whole auditorium was very quiet. Wen Qi put away the umbrella and held it in his hand. When the raindrops fell on the floor along the ribs of the umbrella, he could hear the obvious echo.

Following the directions in her memory, she came to the door of that room.

"squeak-"

There was no one in the room, Wen Qi rested his hand on the doorknob, and inspected the dark room.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

There was a slight knocking sound from the corner, she closed the door, put the umbrella on the ground, and cast her gaze precisely on the wardrobe.

The door of the closet is blocked by the single sofa,

Get a little closer.

Wen Qi heard rapid breathing.

Like a lamb under the claws of a wolf, it sends out a distress signal on the verge of despair, which is even more melodious than that part of the piano.

It took her a lot of effort to move the sofa away, the sound of the impact and the sound of the rainstorm outside intertwined into a wonderful movement, Wen Qi opened the door of the cabinet expectantly with the mood of opening a gift.

"Well!"

The person in the closet suddenly rushed out and crashed into her chest. Wen Qi grabbed the lamb's neck and pressed the man against the closet partition. Through the dim light coming in from the window, he could see the scene in front of him clearly.

The beret had long since disappeared, the originally coiled hair was messed up, and only fragmented hatred and despair remained in the tear-filled pupils, and a towel was stuffed in his mouth.

No wonder I can't call out.

The white shirt was ripped open, revealing a large area of ​​pale skin and delicate collarbone, and the suspender skirt fell loosely around the waist. The two hands that were flying on the piano keys were tied behind the back with nylon ropes, and together with the two legs, they were imprisoned together in a small, dark wardrobe.

Fragile and beautiful.

People want to completely destroy this lamb.

The people under her were still struggling. She rubbed the girl's throat with her thumb, feeling the fresh life, and asked softly:

"Want to escape?"

The thick eyelashes trembled slightly, stained with a little teardrop, purer than the first snow in winter.

Wen Qi took out a knife from his schoolbag and cut the nylon rope. The moment he lost the shackles, the girl pushed her away and ran away in a hurry.

Wen Qi supported the sofa to stand firm, and the sound of panicked footsteps gradually disappeared, replaced by the sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the floor, and finally stopped behind her.

The lights are turned on.

Looking back, a female teacher stood in front of the door, first looked at the wardrobe and the ropes on the floor, and then looked at her, her expression blocked by glasses.

The sudden light pierced her eyes, and Wen Qi noticed that her heart was beating extremely fast. She vaguely saw a figure at the door wearing a suit and holding something like a ruler in her hand.

"Student, you should go home after the exam."

"Stop wandering around the campus."

"Captain! Captain! The game is about to start! Come and see!"

The stadium outside the glass door was very lively, Wen Qi stood up from the rest area, and opened the door frowning.

wrong.

Why did the teacher notice the closet first? Did she know there was someone in the closet? Did she know that Bian Qian was locked in by Yan Qing? Return the ruler in his hand, the ruler that teachers usually use for teaching is more than twice as big as that one, it is not so much a ruler as a...knife? Is this teacher trying to save people or...

Wen Qi's heart sank, he turned on his phone, and quickly sent a message:

"Find out what is the relationship between Tan Feng, Yan Qing and their teachers of that class."

The auditorium was noisy all the time, and it didn't quiet down until the whistle came from the center of the basketball court. Immediately afterwards, the game sequence was projected onto the big screen.

Because the players in the school team were scattered and returned to their own classes, the two schools selected players from each grade to form a team. The competition lasted for a total of three days. Tonight, the senior group from No. 1 Middle School and the senior group from No. 2 Middle School will be playing. The teachers on the field are now counting the data.

Su Yitong stood by the fence of the stand and looked around:

"Squad leader, have you seen Meng Xun? Why hasn't she come back after she went to another class for a visit?"

"I didn't see it."

Bian Qian followed the other party's line of sight, it was Class 21, the classroom was next to theirs, and Meng Xun happened to walk through the crowd while talking.

Su Yitong hastily pulled him over and worried:

"Why did you come back, the game is about to start."

"Talking too much," Meng Xun held Su Yitong's hand, his indifferent expression melted a bit: "Let's watch the game."

Bian Qian frowned, his eyes still stayed in the direction Meng Xun came from.

The two girls approached with strange smiles on their faces.

"Meng Xun!"

A student head girl shouted, then pulled another girl up to Su Yitong and said:

"You two are really together? Gay!"

"Will you hug and kiss like a normal couple? Don't you feel sick?"

Su Yitong held Meng Xun's hand, and when he heard what the two girls said, he snapped back angrily:

"Can you talk? What's wrong with us just being together? Why don't you say that you are disgusting?"

Meng Xun protected Su Yitong behind him, frowned and gave the final notice to the two:

"We are together very well. I cherish her very much. Seeing my classmates in junior high school for three years, I will warn you for the last time. It is best to be respectful."

"Let's just ask what's the matter, can't we be curious? Is it more convenient for the two girls, haha...!"

Bian Qian violently grabbed the hair on the back of the student's head and neck with his hands, and said indifferently:

"If you are not afraid of death, you can continue to speak."

The atmosphere became tense in an instant, Su Yitong and Meng Xun pulled Bianqian, and the student's head was freed from control. Another long-haired girl pulled her partner over, staring and wanting to curse, but she didn't dare to speak, so she had to bite the bullet Angrily said:

"Which **** idiot are you, come out to take care of this and that? I said that dead gays are all sluts! Are you capable of suing the teacher? See if the teacher will help you or me?"

It was not enough for the girl to just demonstrate, she raised an arm and wanted to strike, Su Yitong and Meng Xun suddenly changed their expressions, and wanted to rush over to beat someone, Bian Qian stopped them, pressed the drawn hand and folded it hard, she swept He glanced at the girl's painful expression, and when he opened his mouth, his tone was bitingly cold:

"First of all, don't judge others with your dirty thoughts."

"Secondly, apologize, immediately."

In this inconspicuous corner of the stands, swords were on the verge of breaking out, and the broadcast suddenly broadcast:

"Students, please be quiet and find your own seats. The game will officially start in one minute. Now, players from both sides are invited to play at once."

"Ahhhh!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a round of cheers from the audience. The student's head was obviously a little scared, and he said sorry with a stern face, dragged his friends and walked back to his class.

"Squad leader..."

Bian Qian looked at Su Yitong's apologetic expression, and said as calmly as possible:

"fine."

Su Yitong took Meng Xun's hand and dragged him in front of him, fierce but with tears in his eyes, he said aggrievedly:

"You just said that you were dragged by them to chat because of this? Just to get angry?"

Meng Xun brushed away the broken hair from the face of the person in front of him, stroked his cheek again and said with distress:

"They and I were classmates in junior high school. At first they were just talking about study, but then they suddenly turned to this matter. I didn't expect them to talk like this. I won't do it next time."

It's okay if you don't comfort me, after comforting, all the tears in Su Yitong's eyes fell down, she pursed her lips, wiped her tears with her sleeves, and at the same time, she still pulled Meng Xun and said:

"You come with me."

Then the two bid farewell to Bian Qian and went downstairs together.

The night sky was completely dark, but the stadium was brightly lit and full of voices.

The box containing the aid items is placed in the corner, and there are many stickers, small fans and ribbons in it, which are colorful, and a ribbon is slowly taken out of it with shallow movements. There is a cool breeze blowing, and the soft fabric is swaying, like Layers upon layers of ripples across the water surface, creating silent waves.

"The game has officially begun."

All the lights were turned on one by one, pushing the atmosphere in the venue to a climax, and screams came from my ears.

Standing in it, Bian Qian suddenly felt a little unspeakable sadness.

Classmates for three years.

She suddenly thought of Liang Youchen, she and Liang Youchen were classmates for three years. When being bullied by those people, Liang Youchen was always by her side to protect her, but later, Liang Youchen was forced to jump into the river, and they didn't even see each other for the last time.

In fact, she met a girl when she was young.

Bian Qian thought for a while, then smiled lightly.

Some people are lucky to meet them.

She is deeply mired in the mud, how dare she hope for a long time.