Gao Leng Xueba lures Xiao Nuanmeng

Chapter 147
Fleeing from the classroom of Senior Class 28 in a panic, Cheng Moqiong hurried to the lawn downstairs, trying to retrieve all the lost papers.

The wind in winter was a bit strong and bit bitter, and the paper that fell on the ground spun again and flew into the air.

Cheng Haoqiong bent down and picked up the papers on the lawn one by one.Occasionally, she caught a glimpse of some black words on the white paper that had been highlighted with a red ballpoint pen, and her hands would tremble involuntarily.

Every sentence marked by Huang Ping is a scar hidden deep in her heart that cannot be touched by others.

The red eyes forced all the tears back into the lacrimal glands.She can't cry, she can't shed tears in front of others, she doesn't want to be a poor person in the eyes of others.

Occasionally, people who poked their heads out of the window from the class saw a strange person on the lawn downstairs, and watched her curiously chasing every flying white paper like crazy.

The last piece of paper was finally blown off the branch by the persistent cold wind.A gleam of joy appeared in Cheng Zhuqiong's eyes, and he trotted behind it.

A naughty little stone stretched out its foot playfully, and knocked the pitiful creature whose heart was gradually numb to the ground.

Cheng Moqiong's body was about to prostrate on the ground and kiss the stiff earth, but her right hand was still tightly clutching a stack of waste paper that she regarded as a treasure.

Lying on the ground, Cheng Moqiong stretched out his hand to grab the piece of white paper that he always joked with her, but watched it slip away under his fingertips.

The tears that had already been loaded in her eyes poured out, blurring her vision.

Why does fate always play tricks on her?Even if fate made her a lonely wretch, she accepted it.But why make this poor joke public?

She just doesn't want to be a poor person who needs sympathy in the eyes of others.Why should others spy on her life?Why is there always someone trying to target her?why……

Too many don't understand, too many why hovering in her mind.

Cheng Moqiong lay on the ground, motionless.She was very tired, very tired, so tired that she didn't want to continue living so tiredly.

The naughty piece of white paper that was playing vigorously in the mid-air seemed to have a sudden conscience, and it slowly landed obediently and slipped into her hand.

Cheng Haoqiong was stunned, and stretched out his hand to hold it, preventing it from running away stubbornly again.

Finally, he held all the lost past firmly in his own hands.Cheng Moqiong got up and walked in the direction of a missing person.

The wind swept away the dead leaves hanging on the branches, and covered the left mobile phone layer by layer.

"Darling, you still owe me a hug so that I can wake up and remember the smell..."

The mobile phone hidden under the fallen leaves screamed the familiar melody uneasily, but was mercilessly swallowed by the cold wind in the sad roar.

The back mountain is very quiet, no one will suddenly appear and disturb her alone world.

Cheng Haoqiong was sitting alone in the back mountain, with his arms folded tightly.It's night, and the winter in the mountains is getting colder.

She forgot when she got the injury on her hand. Did she get scratched by sawdust when she smashed the table, or was it hurt by a stone when she picked up things?

Blood flowed out uncontrollably from the cracked skin in her hand, as if she heard the call from the depths of her heart when she was desperate just now.

The blood in the body is getting thinner and thinner, almost losing the function of maintaining temperature.Cheng Haoqiong closed his eyes tiredly, wanting to take a good rest.

The building area of ​​Huaqiao Middle School is not large, and it is easy to find a trace of a person in the surveillance.But if you want to find someone in the back mountain without monitoring, you need more luck.

From day to night, Cheng Moqiong never showed up in the classroom, and Yuan Wei had changed from initial anger to invisible worry.

From the few words relayed by her classmates, she already knew a lot about her, mainly because she hid her identity as an orphan.

If something happened to her, perhaps no family members would come to the school to make noise, but she is a girl worthy of love.

Seeing from the surveillance that she went to the back mountain and never came out again, Yuan Wei faintly felt that the matter would become more and more serious, so he called the police without reporting to the school.

The night fog was thick and the north wind was blowing, but the back mountain was extremely noisy.A large team dispersed into several small squadrons carefully searching for possible figures.

Hu Qiaoguang searched every corner of the campus, no matter where they have been together or where they haven't been.

He suddenly felt that this annoying mountain was so big that he wanted to blow it up immediately.

Hu Qiaoguang panted and ran to the lawn behind the No. [-] teaching building, feeling more and more heavy, frowning tightly, and carefully looked at the surrounding environment.

In the setting sun, the pink mobile phone lying on the tan lawn reflected the crimson sunlight, making it extremely conspicuous.

Hu Qiaoguang ran over anxiously, picked up the phone, and held it tightly in his hand.

She was here just now!Hu Qiaoguang frowned and glanced at the surrounding buildings.He has searched every place, where will she be?

If it was Little Orange, where would she go?

Hu Qiaoguang closed his eyes, felt the surrounding atmosphere quietly, and put her emotions into his heart.

She doesn't want to face anyone, she wants to be alone.She will go to places where there are no people, to... the back mountain!
Hu Qiaoguang opened his eyes, flashing a momentary joy.

The other end of the back mountain is connected to the urban oasis. In order to prevent people from inside and outside the school from entering and leaving through this mountain, the main entrance to the back mountain has been fenced off by a power grid.

Occasionally, the students of Huaqiao Middle School want to go to the back mountain to relax, so they can only walk up the steep slope of the mountain secretly.

The sun has dropped below the horizon without hesitation, and the hazy night is gradually covering the trails in the mountains.

"Little Orange!"

"Little Orange, are you there?"

"Little Orange!"

……

The faint light from the mobile phone accompanied Hu Qiaoguang running in front of the invisible.

In the cold wind, he vaguely heard a voice calling him, a voice from the heart.

Cheng Haoqiong felt like he had a long dream.In the dream, my mother was sitting on the head of the bed, gently touching her head, and telling her a fairy tale about Cinderella.After the story was over, mother covered her with the quilt and wanted to leave the room and her.

"Mom... don't go..."

Cheng Moqiong suddenly opened his eyes, and the surroundings were completely dark.In the dark night, there was no mother, only the chilly wind constantly blowing on her body.

"Mom, mom, where have you been? Xiaoqiong is afraid... Mom, come back, okay?" Cheng Moqiong sat helplessly on the desolate grass and sobbed.

"Little Orange!"

There seemed to be a voice calling to him in the howling cold wind, Cheng Moqiong held back his crying and breathing, and listened carefully to the movement around him.

No, no sound, no one called her, not mom.Mom is not here...

"what……"

The grief-stricken cries drifted into the distance with the wanton cold wind.

The wind blew over the skin soaked in tears, and there was a tingling sensation, but it was not as painful as the pain in her heart at this moment.

Her head was a little heavy, her eyelids were a little heavy, Cheng Moqiong really wanted to sleep for a while longer, but there were faint voices coming from her ears, who was calling her?
Hu Qiaoguang finally saw her among the sparse tree shadows, ran over anxiously, and shouted happily: "Little Chengzi!"

"Beautiful senior..." Cheng Moqiong tried to raise her head, replied weakly, and then fell into a warm embrace.

Hu Qiaoguang hugged the person in his arms tightly, as if holding a lost and recovered treasure.

An anxious and joyful voice came from above his head, "Little Chengzi, are you alright?"

Cheng Haoqiong put his arms around his waist and whispered softly: "You came to find me, fortunately, I still have you...fortunately..."

The hand around his waist loosened weakly, and the person in his arms seemed to be weak even to breathe.

Hu Qiaoguang grabbed her hand and felt a sticky feeling on it.Trembling, she brought the phone closer to her hand, and the white light from it shone on the dazzling black and red, and Hu Qiaoguang's heart that had finally relaxed sank again.

Hu Qiaoguang picked up Cheng Moqiong, kissed her forehead, and said softly, "Little Chengzi, don't be afraid, I'll take you to the hospital..."

(End of this chapter)