MTL - The Old Enemy is White Moonlight-Chapter 18 pale white moonlight

Friday.

Wen Qi was locked into the piano room again.

Qi Wan signed her up for a piano competition and ordered her to win the first prize.

"Boom."

There was a sound of locking the door.

"You can only play the piano in the room, and there is surveillance in the room. When I am satisfied, you can come out."

Wen Qi stared at the door expressionlessly. She numbly walked to the piano and sat down. She slowly opened the cover of the piano, but it didn't fall for a long time.

The room is very empty, except for the equipment for playing the piano, there are no other decorations, only the oil painting hanging on the wall. In the painting, two children are holding umbrellas, standing in the rain and embracing.

After a while, she stood up with her head down, cold tears dripping on the keys.

Wen Qi picked up the piano stool, stood in front of the door, and smashed the stool against the door the next second:

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Under her rough and angry attack, the door was still intact, and the only sound in the quiet room was her own manic breathing.

"Kangdang."

Wen Qi's arm hurt from the shock, and the chair fell to the ground with a harsh sound, echoing in the empty room.

No response.

In elementary school, Xu Sheng and Bian Qian lived in a tube building, most of the time Bian Qian lived here alone, Xu Sheng only came to see her once when he was free. The stairs going upstairs are made of iron, and once they step on it, there will be a sound of iron vibration. They live on the second floor. After going up the stairs, there is a corridor on the right and a villa on the left. Saw a window on the second floor of the villa.

But that window is always closed, with a thick and gorgeous curtain inside, Bian Qian has never seen that window open, but the sound of the piano often comes from inside.

There is a tree in the center of the yard on the first floor. The tree is mottled and thick, with luxuriant branches. That summer, Bian Qian always felt that if the tree grew taller, it would be able to reach the sun nailed in the sky.

Summer in Entai is always very long, boring and boring.

There are many junior high school students like her in the yard, and some of them are from the same school as her. Those people always scolded her, Bian Qian never spoke to them.

The weather was too hot, and after Bian Qian came home from evening self-study, there were a few adults sitting under the tree chatting about homework. She passed by with her schoolbag on her back and heard something:

"Their villa will be demolished sooner or later. The building is not in the right place, and the people inside are also weird. I heard people say that the woman is sick, and the child she brought up doesn't look like a normal person."

"The last time I went there with my husband to buy groceries, a lot of furniture in the house was moved out, and they will move out in a while. When their villa is demolished, our building will be quite uncomfortable."

"Hey, tell me, it's not good to use the money there. It has to be used to commit crimes. Their little girl is so young, she has no energy at all, and her eyes are gloomy..."

Bian Qian climbed to the second floor, glanced at the window on the left, she could reach it with her hand, it was very close.

The sound of the piano has become more and more frequent these days, is it because of this?

She only heard about it from the aunt downstairs. This is the piano room that the hostess of the villa decorated for her child, but she has never seen what the child inside looks like.

Is it scary?

Isn't that just like her, a little monster hated by others.

When Bian Qian pushed open the door of her house, she glanced at the window, and a thought suddenly came to her mind:

Before they moved out, they didn't know if they would meet the little girl.

Bian Qian can also play the piano, but the girl in the window plays much better than her.

She wanted to see how the girl played the piano.

There was still no sign of Xu Sheng in the room, so Bian Qian turned on the light and closed the door.

the next day.

Wen Qi heard the woman's voice scolding the child again.

It came from outside the window, very close. She thought there should be a staircase outside the window, and several families lived there. But she never opened that window.

Qi Wan locked it.

The woman's voice was always sharp and mean, and the girl didn't refute much:

"What's the use of participating in these competitions! Why don't you read more books if you have time!"

"I'm giving you these interest classes so that you don't have to be idle. It seems that you don't need to hug now. Don't go to the piano class, stay at home and review your homework."

"Make dinner right away, buy me a bottle of vinegar first."

There was the sound of iron clattering against the wall.

Wen Qi sat back on the piano bench, and after an unknown amount of time, the sharp voice came again, but the tone was much gentler:

"Okay, I'll go now, what do those people online do? I'll tell the boss, those people are unreliable..."

Then there was the sound of the door closing and locking.

Wen Qi was distracted for a moment.

"Boom, boom. Miss, it's time for dinner."

Wen Qi looked at the window, thinking about bringing up a pair of scissors later, and flipping out from there.

Bian Qian came back with a bottle of vinegar in her arms. As soon as she entered the yard, the boys from their school surrounded her:

"Yo, are you back?"

"What are you holding in your hand, show us!"

She retreated vigilantly, and immediately ran towards the second floor after finding a gap among the few people.

"Let's go to the left, you two go up to the right to block her!"

Seeing that the people behind were about to catch up, Bian Qian had already run to the door of the house. She hurriedly opened the door to hide in, but she failed to open it after several tugging, only to find that the door was locked.

"Can't open it, I'll see where you can climb."

"Why don't you run away? Your mother has already gone out to fool around with other men. Who wants you, a little trash."

Bian Qian stared at that person fiercely, the two boys who arrived first glanced at each other, and shook their fists at her together.

Bian Qian was still holding the vinegar in his hand, so he had to squat down on his side to avoid it, then kicked the boy's inner thigh, let go and rolled the vinegar bottle away, and turned his head to smash another boy's head with his fist.

Originally in an advantage, but the other two boys followed from the other side of the corridor and joined the melee, Bian Qian became more and more powerless, and was kicked many times, one of his elbows hit her forehead, Bian Qian was kicked to the landing.

She watched drowsily as a few legs approached, kicking the bottle next to her head downstairs, and a sour smell spread from downstairs in an instant.

"Let's go, she's just a waste."

"Let's go—"

Another pair of feet kicked her in the stomach forcefully as she passed by.

"Wow—"

The window next to the stairs suddenly opened, and a girl stood inside and looked at them coldly.

Then the man flipped out effortlessly, and as soon as his feet hit the ground, he smashed his fists at a group of people.

Bian Qian swayed and propped up his upper body, watching the girl who fell out of the window beat the men away.

After a while.

A hand stretched out in front of him.

The joints are well defined, the fingers are pale and slender, and the nails are well-shaped.

"stand up."

The cold tone made Bian Qian afraid to move, she raised her head slightly, and only then could she see the girl's face clearly.

Very beautiful, but the whole body is breathing cold air.

Bian Qian covered her hands tremblingly, and the girl pulled her up forcefully.

The girl raised her hand, Bian Qian thought she was going to fight like those boys, so she shrunk her neck subconsciously.

The pain didn't strike, on the contrary, the man helped her straighten her crooked collar.

After being quiet for a long time, Wen Qi said indifferently:

"vinegar."

Only then did Bian Qian realize it, and quickly lay down on the railing and looked down.

The bottle had long since shattered, and the fragments lay in a pool of black liquid.

She kept this posture for a long time without moving, she didn't know if she was thinking about jealousy or had lost her mind.

After thinking for a long time, Bian Qian said a word of thanks in a low voice and walked downstairs. As soon as she took the first step, the people behind said sternly:

"where to?"

"My mother said to cook, I'm going to buy vinegar."

Wen Qi looked at her expressionlessly, then closed the window tightly, walked down the stairs and said:

"Then let's go."

The slightly numb eyes finally had a slight wave:

"You...with me?"

"Um."

Bian Qian's mood has been very low. When crossing the road, she walked out before the green light was turned on. A large truck turned and came here. Wen Qi quickly grabbed Bian Qian's shoulders and pulled back, angrily reprimanded:

"Stupid!"

The truck passed them close to each other, Bian Qian came back to his senses suddenly, cold sweat broke out on his body.

"…thanks."

Wen Qi looked at her condescendingly, threw off the clothes in his hands, and didn't say a word.

When paying the bill, Bian Qian took a pack of toffee, and when she came out of the convenience store, she unpacked it, timidly handed one to the girl beside her, and whispered:

"thank you for helping me."

Wen Qi took the candy, but still didn't speak.

Bian Qian bit his lip and withdrew his hand, wanted to say something but dared not speak, so he pursed his lips and remained silent.

The two walked back to the Tongzilou side by side, Bian Qian accidentally touched the man's feet when going up the stairs, and said hastily:

"Sorry, are you okay..."

"Why are you so stupid."

Wen Qi lowered his eyes, looked at her motionless, and said coldly:

"It's something. What's your name?"

"Edge...side...shallow."

"stammer?"

"No...don't stutter."

Wen Qi frowned, his expression seemed to say:

"you sure?"

Bian Qian raised her head in a panic, and was about to cry in the next second:

"I... I, I really don't stutter, I'm just scared... You fought so hard just now, I'll give you another candy to apologize to you, can you stop hitting me?"

Wen Qi closed her eyes and had an idea in her mind, regardless of Bian Qian's willingness or not, she directly pulled her to a corner on the second floor, and she ordered:

"hug me."

With shallow tears rushing out of the eyes, he said in surprise:

"What did you say?"

Wen Qi looked at her impatiently.

Bian Qian gritted his teeth and took a step forward, carelessly wiped off the moisture on his face, his body was still trembling, but he could only obediently press against the chest of the person in front of him.

There was still a faint cry in her throat, and she thought desperately in her heart:

When it was over, the biology teacher said that it is not allowed to have physical contact with strangers casually. Several girls behind her discussed, saying that when two people hug each other at night, they will conceive a baby. Then she and this girl are hugging each other. It's still night, the two of them will be pregnant with a baby, and this man is so strong and taller than her, she must be the one who is pregnant...

The person in his arms has been twitching all the time, but fortunately the hand feels very soft, Wen Qi wrapped his hands tightly around Bianqian's waist, thinking to himself that this is a hug, and said ruthlessly:

"Don't shake."

Bian Qian trembled more violently, choked up and asked earnestly:

"What's your name?"

"...the sky is full of stars."

"Really?"

"Um."

"it is good."

"What good?"

Bian Qian buried Wen Qi's shoulder in distaste and said aggrievedly:

"nothing."

She can't leave the baby to such a fierce person, she can take it herself, just like Xu Sheng.

Although what happened to Xu Sheng, she will definitely take good care of the baby.

Night fell.

Later Wen Qi was arrested and went back to practice the piano, and Bian Qian squatted at the door of the house waiting for someone to go home.

Xu Sheng didn't come back all night.

Unlike usual, the curtains were drawn, and the light spilled into the dark corridor on the second floor until the next morning.

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The author has something to say:

Wen Gou in elementary school: Man is indeed a surname.