How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight Chapter 181

   Chapter 181 Walking into the morning fog and falling into the twilight clouds (18)

   On the contrary, there was something wrong with Wang Qi. Maybe it was because the two of them were at the same table. Wang Qi had always been by her side, and Wang Qi, who had stuck with her all the way, suddenly left.

Seeing that Wen Xien was always staring in that direction, Ma Qing looked in that direction and saw Wang Qi, the most conspicuous person in the crowd, but Ma Qing quickly retracted her gaze and asked worriedly, "Enen, what's wrong? ?"

   Wen Xien withdrew his gaze, shook his head, and did not speak.

   It took a few days for Wen Xien to know something, or from someone else's mouth.

  Wang Qi's father is a teacher in a key high school, and it seems that he was accused of molesting a female classmate. Although there was a very direct relationship, it was very troublesome.

   Wang Qicai was forced to transfer to another school.

However, as Wang Qi, who has such a father, he was naturally implicated. He abides by the observance that if a father has a son, he thinks that Wang Qi is also a person who is indiscreet in his private life. There are even rumors that he took a girl The belly is getting bigger.

   This incident spread in the school instantly, and Wang Qi was like a mouse crossing the street.

   No one will believe that this is fake, because the girl who was molested in the end directly sued Wang Qi's father to court, and finally successfully sent Wang Qi's father to prison.

  Wang Qi's position in the class suddenly dropped from the sky to the ground.

  Wen Xien was not touched by these things and remained indifferent, but he did not speak to Wang Qi either.

  Wang Qi knew that it was useless to justify, so he never said much, but he wanted to explain Wen Xien, but because Wen Xien looked so indifferent, it made him shrink back a little.

   During lunch, Wen Xien was still sitting in her seat, and she was waiting for Ma Qing.

   And Wang Qi was there. He brought his own lunch box and was not going to eat in the cafeteria.

   Every time he looked at Wen Hope, he was hesitant to say anything.

   Just when he finally mustered up the courage to speak, a few malevolent boys walked in and surrounded him.

   Their eyes were full of malice, maybe they didn't dare to be too presumptuous when they saw Wen Xien here.

   They told Wang Qi to go out, and Wang Qi lowered his head and followed them out.

  The classroom was quiet again, and Wen Xien didn't see Wang Qi's figure all afternoon.

   At the end of get out of class, Wen Xien heard someone talking about Wang Qi.

   She was really doing her homework, holding a pen in her hand and writing a beautiful text.

   "It's really disgusting. I didn't expect to look like a dog, but I'm a scum. I heard that a girl's belly got bigger outside!"

   They gathered together and described it exaggeratedly, as if they had seen it with their own eyes. They were all very excited, as if they were very happy to step on someone better than themselves.

  Look, what about good looks? How about studying well? Not a scum of a society, not even comparable to them.

   The writing hand stopped involuntarily, and the black pen and ink left an indelible mark on the white paper.

  Wen Xien pursed her pale lips and said nothing.

   The Qingjun face and the soft smile on his face appeared in his mind, and he carefully asked her if she could eat candy.

   Wen Xien's hand on the table was shaking, she seemed to see her former self through Wang Qi.

   In those dire days, in the campus where there was only abuse and pain, Wen Xien never wanted to experience it again.

   "You look so girly, who do you seduce every day?"

   "Beat it hard, it seems that she still doesn't dare to seduce people everywhere."

   "Not only a sissy, but also a mute!"

   "The watch should be ridden by ten thousand people, right?"

   The boy's low, hoarse voice, casual and smiling, seemed to be replaying in his mind.

   The pinched fingertips turned white, Wen Xien gasped, her eyelashes were stained with sweat, her eyes were empty and lacking in expression.

   Wen Xien went to the toilet during the lunch break.

   Looking at himself in the mirror, Wen Xien was a little dazed, turned on the faucet, and splashed the water in his hand on his face.

  The icy water pulled Wen Xien out of his noon nightmare.

   "Bang." The loud voice brought Wen Xien back to reality.

  Wen Xien turned his head and saw Wang Qi curled up on the ground in pain, his beautiful face swollen like a hill, with **** fingers printed on it.

   Wen Xien looked at her expressionlessly, but if you look closely, you can see that she is now afraid, afraid.

   "You are very capable, you got a lot of benefits from girls with this face, right?" The boy who spoke was full of jealousy, just because his girlfriend broke up because he fell in love with Wang Qi.

  Wang Qi was silent, the wound on his face could be described as hideous.

  Wen Xien looked at the wound on his face as if it had been stabbed by a needle, and immediately retracted his gaze.

   But Wang Qi had already sensed her gaze, and immediately looked up, he didn't say anything, but a glimmer of hope rose in his originally dull eyes.

The boy also saw Wen Xien, and hesitantly stood there and did not do anything. Ma Qing's identity was something that no one could afford to offend in this school, and Wen Xien appeared in this school out of thin air, and there were still many privileges, so he had to let it go. People's guesses.

   After all, the people who play with Ma Qing will have a poor family background.

   So they didn't dare to provoke Wen Xien, and even wanted to have a good relationship with her, but they couldn't bear her being too taciturn, and it was really difficult for people to approach.

   Wen Xien took a step back, his face extremely pale.

   However, Wen Xien's step back was seen by those people as avoiding suspicion, as if they were very disgusted.

   Those boys breathed a sigh of relief and began to treat Wang Qi like Bengali.

  Wen Xien was immobilized, unable to walk with his feet, and watched the boy punch Wang Qi again.

  The stubborn Wang Qi still stared at Wen Xien, never leaving for a moment, revealing a faint madness.

  Wen Xien's lightly drooping eyelashes showed a bit of indifference. She took out a tissue and wiped the water stains on her fingers, then turned and left.

  No one noticed that Wen Xien's hands trembled slightly when he wiped the water stains.

   The sound of fists colliding intermittently came from behind him, as well as Wang Qi's sigh.

   "Wen Xien..."

   Wen Xien walked faster and faster, and his heart beat faster and faster.

   (end of this chapter)

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