Mask

Chapter 30 The Mermaid's Joy (5)
"Once the matter of my beating is thoroughly investigated, An Qiyan will know that Duan Yousi did it to protect you, and you will be the most dangerous person in the end. In order to avoid this situation, he will admit the facts I fabricated , get this over with as soon as possible."

Masako looked at Xu Yitian's calm expression, almost memorizing, and asked slowly, "Who taught you?"

Xu Yitian frowned.

"You don't think of this method of getting out of your body, who taught you?"

He obviously wanted to avoid this question, put his face together and left quickly.

"Xu Yitian!"

No matter how much she called, he didn't look back.Masako held on to the edge of the balcony, turned her head to face the wind, her palms were clenched so hard that she was sweating.

When Xu Yitian's figure disappeared around the corner, An Qiyan came, her footsteps were fast, she glanced at Xu Yitian when she rubbed shoulders with Xu Yitian, her face was very cold, and she saw Masako as she walked along the corridor.

Masako stood where she was, she walked up to Masako, looked her up, and asked, "Are you related to this?"

……

"Forget it, I'm so annoying." Before she could answer, An Qiyan diverted her attention and muttered, "Xu Yitian, who is in the way."

After finishing speaking, she opened the door and walked into the principal's office. Duan Yousi was still sitting quietly. Masako heard An Qiyan call "Dad" sweetly, and the door closed again with a "bang".

At noon, the result of Duan Yousi's punishment came out - a minor demerit, and the radio spread the news all over the campus, and the students talked a lot.

Xu Yitian was forced to transfer to another school, Duan Yousi was only a minor fault, An Qiyan contributed a lot.

In the afternoon self-study, Masako stayed alone on the balcony of the art building. She leaned on the edge of the platform, propped her forehead, and let the cold wind blow her bangs.

She kept thinking, Xu Yitian's voice in the morning and An Qiyan's voice were intertwined in her mind, and she couldn't get rid of it.After thinking about it, she squatted down with her back against the balcony, and she didn't know how long she had been alone, her whole body gradually became cold, and footsteps came from one side.

Looking up, Duan Yousi, who was backlit, knelt down and looked at her, and the eyes of the two gradually became level.

Her throat was a little stiff, and she couldn't speak, and his fingers slid across her frowning brow.

"What are you thinking?" asked her.

Masako twisted her hands on her knees, and when she looked up at him again, her nose was sour.

"Today was the most powerless I've ever felt," she said.

"How to say?"

"I can't help you with anything, I don't even have the courage to admit that I am the person involved."

He put his hand on her shoulder, and Masako was gently pulled into his arms, her head resting on his neck.The wind slid across the bangs all of a sudden, and his forehead was itchy. He didn't say a word, but just held her shoulders tightly.

With his smell lingering on the tip of her nose, Masako closed her eyes, fell in love with him, and felt her heartbeat.

The lunch break bell rang far away, and the campus was very peaceful. It would be good if it kept going like this, but when I opened my eyes and saw Fanzhi, the An Xin that was finally crowded was instantly taken away. Standing up in Si's arms.

At the stairs of the balcony, Fanzhi stood there and looked at them quietly, with a faint smile on his lips. He didn't know when he came here, and he didn't know how he found it...

Masako was at a loss, but she was very natural. She glanced at Duan Yousi, then at Masako, and said hello: "I've been looking for you for a long time, so you are here!"

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The cold wind was howling on the balcony, Duan Yousi gently pulled her arm, she leaned towards him, and heard him whispering in her ear, "You go back to the classroom first."

Fanzhi was still standing there, and when Masako walked towards her, she saw the opal necklace that was exactly the same as her own on her neck.

Fanzhi's hands were behind her waist, and she had a perfect ladylike posture, and she did not avoid her gaze at all.

The two passed each other, their minds clashing, their auras subtle.

After Masako left, there were only Fanzhi and Duan Yousi standing face to face on the long and narrow balcony.

Fanzhi tilted his head and looked at Duan Yousi: "You don't cooperate with me, so I have to use another way to let Xu Yitian go, and teach you a little lesson."

He put his hands in his trouser pockets, she looked at him, and said with a smile: "My plan was so good, but Xu Yitian couldn't control himself and ended up with bad results. Mo Yazi was traumatized and washed his face with tears. One was undoubtedly kicked out Student Union, a person who knows himself to be dirty will never face you again, there is no obstacle between us, two birds with one stone..."

When she said this, her voice faded: "But you don't want it."

"I want to watch a good enough game, not a high or low situation where she is telling you that you are in the dark." He said while looking at the watch on his wrist, and then glanced at her, "Don't consume my patience too much, the last Win or lose also depends on who I am willing to work with."

"Oh my God." The warning in his voice was very obvious, Fanzhi looked at him and squinted his eyes, "I actually saw seriousness in Duan Yousi's eyes."

He was noncommittal to this sentence, and when he passed her, he reminded: "There is one more thing."

She looked sideways at him.

"I changed the lock on my apartment."

The opal necklace on Fanzhi's neck was covered by his figure, he passed her by, and the bell rang in the distance.

Her chest rose and fell slightly.

Afterwards, in the cold sunshine, Fanzhi walked to the edge of the balcony, took out the DV player that had been hidden behind him all the time, placed it on the balcony, took out his cell phone, and put it to his ear.

"beep--"

"beep--"

"beep--"

"Hello?" The phone was picked up.

"Hello, senior." She said, "I'm Fanzhi from Class [-], Grade [-]."

After a moment of silence, the other end of the phone replied: "Well, I have a little impression."

"I'm new to the student union, there are many things I don't understand and need to be taken care of by my senior..."

"Heh." The person at the other end smiled softly, "What are you asking me to take care of, I'm not from the student union."

She also smiled and said, "Senior is not the president but she is better than the president. Besides, I am also a person who likes to live in groups."

"Primary school girl, I'm not interested in new students. If you want to find a safe haven, you must first harden your wings to the standard I require."

"Why don't seniors look at what I've prepared before thinking about it." As she said that, she turned on the DV in front of her, and the scene played back, showing the dispute in the dance room of the night shoot.

"It's a meeting gift." She said politely, "Sister An Qiyan."

Walking on the long corridor back to the classroom, Masako's footsteps suddenly stopped, her heart was tight,
At the door of the classroom, Yi Xialing's presumptuous noise was already heard, and she looked in the direction of the art building through the rear window.

At the same time, Duan Yousi, who was walking on the stairs of the third-grade teaching building, took out his mobile phone to dial, the stairs were cold, his tie was blown up, and the phone was connected when he walked into the corridor, he asked, "Have you arrived yet?"

"Tomorrow."

The other end of the phone responded.

He hung up the phone and walked into a classroom just in time, An Qiyan who was leaning against the front window was listening to the phone, she saw him.

He was leaning against the door frame, his vigorous posture attracted An Qiyan's attention, she hung up the phone slowly, and walked towards him with folded arms.

The classroom was very noisy, and she came from the crowd, her eyes lit up when she saw him, as usual, the two lovers were close to each other, but their minds were different.

The top of the teaching building is covered with dark clouds, and the sky is about to change.

13
The next morning, the sky was overcast.

Many people have noticed the difference in the atmosphere, yes, Masako has also noticed it.

It was pouring rain outside the classroom, and the air in the classroom was humid. Fanzhi sat behind Masako, and Masako's pen was twirling lightly between her fingers.

She was in a daze, and Lu Jian'er beside her pushed her arm.

"It seems that another transfer student has come." Lu Jian'er shrugged and said, "Listen to Jiang Shi and the others."

She was slightly taken aback: "Are you entering our class again?"

"That's right, it's so strange. With you added, our class has accepted three transfer students in a row, and the other classes are also puzzled."

No matter how puzzled it is, it is true that the radio for the morning self-study is playing the children's version of "We will rock you" specially selected to refresh the students. The whole school is surrounded by this magnificent rock music, and the sound of rain is loud.

In class one, grade three, the arrogant girls walked out of the classroom one after another, Duan Yousi leaned against the back window, An Qiyan sat on the desk in front of him.

Neither of them spoke, only the wind from the window. Wan Ye glanced at the front door and asked An Qi amidst the noise, "Why do all the girls go to the second-grade teaching building?"

An Qiyan didn't answer, but picked up Duan Yousi's tie and said to him: "Sometimes I really love you so much that I want to kill all the girls who know you exist."

Even if the words had some deep meaning, he didn't seem to hear them, and the phone was slowly turning in the palm of his hand.

At the same time, at the school gate, the Bentley car stopped in the rain. When the car door opened, a girl got out of the car. The high blue umbrella was propped up by her, and she turned it around, causing the raindrops to scatter.

The black leather boots stepped into the puddle, and the door slammed shut.The girl's shoulder bag was drooping behind the blue coat, and she put one hand in the pocket, chewing candy, accompanied by a sentence of "rock you" from the radio, with a charming aura.

Huangfu Yifei came down from the other side of the car, and asked the girl's back: "Do you know her?"

The girl turned her back and made an "OK" gesture.

So, Huangfu Yifei lowered her head and edited two words on the phone - "arrived", and entered Duan Yousi's number in the recipient column.

In Class [-], Grade [-], Duan Yousi, who received the text message, glanced at it. The phone continued to spin in his palm, and he looked at An Qiyan.

An Qiyan's expression was cold, and he looked at him quietly amidst the sound of wind and rain.

Rock music fills the campus.

The always noisy class three of the second grade.

Masako wrote down the answer to the last calculation problem.

Their group was facing the front door, and Lu Jianer was shivering from the cold wind blowing in from the door, and when she was about to raise her head and shout "Close the door", she was startled and immediately grabbed Masako's hand: "It won't be again... "

She raised her head, and there was a gasp in the class.

A few third-grade students came to the door. The tall girls blocked the sun, looked at Masako, and said, "Come out, I need to find something."

The tone is terrible and cannot be refused.

Masako walked all the way from her seat to the classroom door, the classmates whispered, Yi Xialing looked at her with her chin in her hand, and Fanzhi remained calm.

The girls looked at her haughtily, until she got to the door before moving out of the way, ready to leave, but they all paused in their footsteps.

Masako looked forward and couldn't help but stop.

Five steps away, a girl in a blue coat came at some unknown time. She stood leisurely, chewing candy, and looked at the third-grade girls surrounded by Masako.The sound of the rain was crazy, and that lazy posture seemed familiar.

The students in the class were curious, and the girls in the third grade looked at the girl and asked casually, "Who are you?"

The girl didn't answer, she just stretched her neck, pushed aside the coat and hat on her hair, spread out her palms, and made a gesture of "let the horse come over" to them.

In the sound of rock music, the aura was so strong that it was full of provocation. The faces of the girls in the third grade darkened, and they turned their heads and asked Masako: "Do you know her?"

Masako put her hands behind her back without saying a word, yes, she knows this girl, even if this girl cuts her waist-length black hair into short hair that hangs down her neck, Masako can still recognize her from her big eyes under her long bangs. come out with her.

In the third grade teaching building, Huangfu Yifei, who was listening to the phone, walked up the stairs slowly, and said with a smile: "It took a week to find her, and another week to eat, drink and have fun with her before I persuaded her to transfer, Duan Yousi , the account for this half month has to be charged to your card."

"can."

"Dinner please."

She lifted the shawl and stepped into the light at the corner of the stairs.

On the corridor of the second grade, the confrontation continued. The girl's intention of not giving in was obvious. She raised her chin and said, "I happen to hate the bullying of the younger grades by the upper grades."

Then he said, "You guys just happen to look a lot like the seniors who bully the younger ones."

"So..." Finally, "I'm going to mind my own business."

The girls in the third grade didn't answer for a while, and the leader looked at the mysterious girl with courage and squinted his eyes and asked, "Who the hell are you?"

The girl tilted her head and said, "It seems that we met once."

As she spoke, she walked leisurely along the floor tiles step by step: "I came to your school to watch a basketball game."

As soon as the words finished, she added: "My brother played the main part."

Masako didn't speak, the momentum of the third grade girls weakened "swish", and the classroom behind them boiled.

Yi Xialing pushed aside the people in the front row to look at it, and let out an exclamation of disbelief.

In the back row, Fan Zhi's pen was turning between his fingers.

this girl...

It's Duan Yisha.

The famous ghost girl——

Duan Yisha.

(End of this chapter)