Mushiji [Pleasure]

Chapter 11: The moon was at 10

Wen Qianshu watched Shen Ting carry the bicycle up, and after thinking about it, she locked the car and went upstairs by herself.

Shen Ting said goodbye to her: "Goodbye Qianqian."

Wen Qianshu waved his hand and saw Shen Ting open the door and go in, listening to her call grandma. The dim and warm light leaked through the door and closed it again.

Wen Qianshu leaned against the wall, but did not open the door.

The sensor lights on their floor had long since broken, and only the lights downstairs were panting tenaciously, flickering on and off, and finally went out without any movement for too long.

Wen Qianshu raised his head, his head against the wall.

2333: "Aren't you going in?"

Wen Qianshu: "My legs hurt when I pedal."

2333: "Don't, you can pedal this road every day."

Wen Qianshu suddenly asked it, "In the original book, did Little Moon quarrel with the head teacher?"

2333: "Didn't you all turn over the book?"

Wen Qianshu: "I'll check with you again."

"No." 2333 said, "She has always been a model student in the book, and she didn't make much noise except for changing seats. How can you say it so seriously?"

Wen Qianshu smiled and said meaningfully, "A model student."

2333: "What do you mean?"

Wen Qianshu: "It's nothing, just sigh - she and Shen Ting are actually quite similar."

It's just that one person fights according to the rules of the outside world, and one person fights according to his own ideas. It's just that Jiang Mingyue is still a high school student, and she doesn't have the ability to resist things that she is not used to.

Wen Qianshu: "And I know why she changed positions."

2333: "Huh? Why."

Wen Qianshu: "She wants to change."

2333: "..."

2333: "Wen Qianshu!"

Wen Qianshu laughed silently, raised his eyes, and stared at the roof.

Because I don't want to sit by the window - so people outside the window can see her.

Anger at invasion of privacy, disgust at whistleblower - Jiang Mingyue seems to hate the feeling of being watched and controlled.

Take the anger, take the anger--what kind of anger did she take?

Who else has the ability to recklessly and irresistibly gain access to another person's privacy?

parents.

The night drifted through the building and entered the house, encircling a little light in the crack of the door.

It's hard to say what Wen Qianshu thought of at this moment—she thought of many, many things, but all of them were torn apart and couldn't be linked together, with only sharp edges and corners, like a large amount of broken glass, stuck in the flesh and blood of memory .

Open diary.

Sharp cell phone ringtones.

"A thousand books, a thousand books—"

"Wen Qianshu." The invigilator teacher was repeatedly interrupted and called her out. Her mother was standing outside the door.

"Qianshu, why don't you answer the phone? Take the test? You also need to answer the phone for the test."

"Qianshu, you have to be obedient and take medicine."

Those voices are sometimes gentle and amiable, sometimes hoarse, and they are always stacked with mobile phone ringtones, which are deafening. Like a solo, like the thinnest strings of a violin, drawn with an unoiled bow, tearing apart sharp notes.

"Wen Zhengde, I heard Xiao Li downstairs saying that using this patch can promote the yang energy in the human body, cure all diseases, and only a few thousand per patch... It's useless, listen to me, this Xiao Li I've used it at home, it's definitely useful, otherwise why would you sell it by yourself... Did you listen to me... Don't you want to pay?"

"Qianshu, your father doesn't want you to be good, you listen to your mother, only mother loves you."

"Mom loves you, Mom loves you so much—"

Those "peculiar" earthwork, those "magic" potions.

The ambulance honked its horn sharply, and the people in the car blamed each other.

"It's all your fault for giving her these messy things! The medicine prescribed by the doctor doesn't taste good. Look, it's getting worse, right?"

"Blame me? How can you blame me! Wen Zhengde, if you weren't willing to pay for money! The doctor doesn't understand, this recipe belongs to someone else's family, and it's not rumored--if you have enough money and enough money, how could it be-- "

"Enough, I think you've been driven mad by your daughter's illness! You're believing anything nonsense—"

"Wen Zhengde! That's your daughter!"

"Do you think I don't feel bad? But the doctor said that this disease can't be cured, and it can't be cured for a lifetime! You can only take medicine every month!"

Wen Qianshu was wearing an oxygen mask and lay on the side listening.

Sometimes she lay on her back on the hospital bed, looking at herself in the eyes of her parents, like a goldfish.

No words, no emotions, and only seven seconds of memory.

Because you can't leave the water, you can't go anywhere.

"Qianshu, you can't take physical education classes, you can't participate in sports games. There are so many people, what should you do if you get dirty things?"

"Qianshu, it's raining outside today. You can't go to school. I'll ask you for leave."

"Qianshu, Qianshu, Mommy loves you, Qianshu-"

love, love—

One after another, it finally became a sigh, alas, alas—

Those sighs trickled into the dream and turned into a pair of eyes, a pair of eyes full of love. They kept multiplying, magnifying, and finally covering the world, with every blink, every breath.

Thousands of eyes, with Wen Qianshu reflected in their pupils.

Only Wen Qianshu was reflected.

"I'm for you, Qianshu, I'm all for you."

"I love--"

Wen Qianshu exhaled, raised his head slightly and then leaned back. The back of his head slammed against the wall, making a muffled sound. Pain is a very interesting feeling, it can block the thought, leaving only the pain.

2333: "What are you doing?"

Wen Qianshu: "Can't you see? Knock on the door."

2333: "Knock with the head?"

Wen Qianshu: "Yes."

2333: "Do you think I'm a fool?"

Before 2333 jumped, the door really opened. A woman's face appeared in the door: "Are you back?"

Wen Qianshu: "..."

Woman: "Why did you come back so early today?"

Wen Qianshu: "Because I took the midterm exam today, I came back a little earlier."

There is no causal relationship between the two. Wen Qianshu usually goes home late because she is "too tired from riding a bicycle and has a sore leg" every time. She has to stand in the corridor until midnight, presumably they are all asleep before opening the door.

But the woman was successfully distracted by the "exam": "How was the test?"

Wen Qianshu: "It's okay, there is a parent-teacher meeting on the weekend."

"Wen Qianshu"'s mother nodded, called her in, and handed her a small cloth bag: "Open it and take a look."

Wen Qianshu pulled the elastic band and poured out the thing - it was a wooden amulet.

"Your auntie Lin said this is very good. She asked for one, and Lu Lu got into a good university." The woman took it from her, "I'll hang it on the desk for you, be careful not to break it. "

Wen Qianshu: "Okay."

Wen Qianshu stepped on her shoes, raised her eyes, and looked at the woman's profile—it was too similar to her biological mother, too similar, with similar body and similar facial features. The eyes are almond eyes, but they hang down and out of shape, and the lips are pursed evenly, but the corners of the mouth are always curled up, showing an unhappy expression.

so similar.

So much so that Wen Qianshu thought for a moment, maybe if she didn't get sick in the past, her mother would become like this.

There are some minor superstitions, but no harm. Concerned about her grades, but not overly monitoring. He won't quarrel with his father day and night, and he won't spend all his family savings for various "home remedies" and be in debt.

If she was not sick.

Wen Qianshu lowered his eyes. As long as she has been here, she has been hiding from the parents for as long as she has. She went out early and returned late, waiting for Shen Ting in the corridor, and waiting in the corridor in the middle of the night. She left all her time to see the light to the school and the classroom.

A person's life has to be split in half in recent years, half at home and half at school. And Wen Qianshu chose to put both halves in the school.

She tried what she missed in her previous life, everything she could not achieve in her previous life. She tried the high jump, tried the sports meeting, tried to hang out with her classmates, tried to get to and from get out of class on time, and tried all the delicious snacks that everyone else discussed.

Jiang Mingyue said, "Wen Qianshu, you can be honest with me."

How can I be honest?

Wen Qianshu has never been sincere to himself.

In the last life, what did she really regret in the last life, and what did she never get until she died?

A healthy body, a—

The woman came out of the room.

The room was small, messy and not soundproofed. Standing in the living room, I could hear the loud and long snoring of the man in the bedroom.

The woman knocked on the door and shouted, "Old Wen, stop snoring!"

The man was awakened, made an impatient "um", turned over, and creaked with the bed.

The woman said to Wen Qianshu, "Go brush your teeth and fall asleep before your dad starts snoring."

Wen Qianshu responded, pushed the door, and squeezed into the bathroom to brush her teeth. She suddenly turned around and saw a woman standing under the light, unable to see the pairs of shoes on the ground, arranging them neatly.

Under the warm yellow light, there is a silhouette of a woman bowing to clean up.

Outside the light was the night that invaded the room, and the edge of the night stained the bathroom door, and inside the door was another light.

So this night, two lonely lights were twisted.

A healthy body, a mother who has not been crazy for her.

Wen Qianshu casually remembered Jiang Mingyue's words.

Wen Qianshu——

Don't think about-

Be honest -

Wen Qianshu opened his mouth and suddenly said, "Mom."

The woman looked up: "what's the matter?"

"fine."

Wen Qianshu retracted his gaze and said softly, "Shout out to you."

If the artificial intelligence is willing to move his mind and put it aside from the task, he will find that this is the first time that Wen Qianshu has called his mother after two months since he entered this world.

But 2333 didn't find it.

The woman didn't find it either.

In fact, artificial intelligence is really dedicated, the kind that forgets to eat and sleep. It felt that it was rare to take a vacation, and Wen Qianshu had to use it to match the male and female protagonists.

But the unprofessional Wen Qianshu felt that it was rare to have a vacation, so she should lie down in a reasonable way - paralyzed on the bed and slept in the dark.

"Degenerate! It's too depraved!" 2333 condemned her, "Why sleep in front of you, you will sleep forever after you die."

Wen Qianshu was unmoved: "Don't blindly learn human speech."

It was the monthly holiday, and the class was mad with excitement, but the teacher was also mad, and the papers were issued in sets, as if printing did not require money.

Wen Qianshu hadn't slept well the day before. After class, he slept on the table for five minutes. When he woke up, he found that his eyes were blank and covered with papers.

Wen Qianshu stuck his head out of the paper and found that there were three class representatives standing in front of the blackboard, lining up to write the number of papers. Fang Wenyuan was holding the chemical paper hair, and he was called to the same table by him, and he was counting the paper with a painful face.

"Is the representative of your English class here?" Someone leaned forward from the front door. "Go get the English newspaper after class next get out of class."

The class screamed.

The next class is history class. The class bell rang, and the class representatives who had not finished their homework could only bring their homework and return to their seats together.

Zhang Zisheng couldn't wait: "Old Wen Huan, you write mathematics, physics, chemistry, English, and Shen Ting and I write Chinese, history, politics, and exchange?"

Lao Wen shuddered when he thought that her mother called her father and Lao Wen also called Lao Wen.

Lao Wen rejected her: "No, I have to practice in my weak subjects."

Lao Wen sent a warm invitation: "Why don't we change it, you write mathematics, physics and chemistry, and I will write Chinese and political history?"

Zhang Zisheng waved his hands in fright: "No, no, no, how dare you."

Shen Ting couldn't help laughing.

Wen Qianshu turned around and continued to listen to the history teacher's lecture. The minor teachers of No. 1 Middle School are all very funny. The history teacher is named Wang Fei, and he calls himself "Faye Wong", the queen of the history department, but no student reminds him that he is a man.

The historical allusions of this gentleman came from his mouth, and the time of the incident was recited. Unfortunately, the writing was like wild grass. If you didn't listen for a moment, you couldn't understand what he wrote on the blackboard. He also loves to put his mobile phone on his beer belly to "show that I am full of knowledge".

But Zhang Zisheng just had a unilateral feud with him, because Zhang Zisheng was in the exam room for mid-term exam scores, and he was the invigilator of the math exam. At the last minute, just as Zhang Zisheng was stunned, he was about to come up with an idea and earn a point or two, Wang Fei shouted, "There is one last minute."

Shen Ting puzzled: "Is there any problem?"

Zhang Zisheng: "No. But then he started the countdown - I mean, he opened his mouth and said 60, 59, 58, 57..."

"At that moment, my mind went blank and I even started singing."

Shen Ting: "It's too miserable."

Zhang Zisheng: "Isn't it?"

Wen Qianshu leaned her back against the back seat and wanted to laugh when she heard it. Unexpectedly, Jiang Mingyue also turned her head sideways, and said with a blank face, "I share the exam room with her."

Wen Qianshu really laughed.

Wang Fei: "This classmate, you have a brilliant smile, why don't you get up and memorize the founding times of the dynasties."

Wen Qianshu's smile froze on his face: "2333?"

2333 retaliated: "No, I won't hang up."

After the history class, the head teacher waited outside, came in and shouted, "Everyone is not allowed to move, wait until the homework is finished, the things are packed, and the cleaning is done before leaving!"

Before the parent-teacher meeting, according to the practice of No. 1 Middle School, there is a thorough cleaning, and the Ministry of Life also needs to check. In the original words of the head teacher: "The school does not want parents to come over and see a pig's nest."

Wen Qianshu shoved all the books into the drawer in three or two strokes, and looked sideways at Jiang Mingyue's head down, looking at the notebooks in his hand. Those notebooks didn't look like homework books, and Jiang Mingyue never took them out.

Wen Qianshu suddenly said, "My drawer is still empty, if you can't put it here?"

Jiang Mingyue lowered her eyes, looking at her apparently empty drawer, and Wen Qianshu's bulging drawer.

Wen Qianshu followed her line of sight, smiled, and took her book directly. She took out a thick book from the drawer, put her book inside, covered it with a scroll, and hid the other books.

Wen Qianshu stuffed the thick book into his schoolbag and shook it twice before pushing it in. Then Wen Qianshu covered his mouth with his hand and whispered to Jiang Mingyue, "I just want to bring it back, so I will work hard."

Jiang Mingyue: "That's the Xinhua Dictionary."

Wen Qianshu: "Oh, yes."

But Wen Qianshu makes sense: "I love Chinese, and I want to memorize dictionaries."

2333: "..."

I don't know what the language teacher thinks.

The head teacher went to call the labor committee to arrange. Wen Qianshu was by the window, so he divided the window, while Jiang Mingyue divided the tiles below. The living committee also took steel **** and washing powder, poured water on the ground, and found someone to step on the ground with shoes.

Wen Qianshu was very excited.

2333 has no idea where this person is excited. She rushed to the table like a monkey, took another step out, and hung outside to clean the windows. The head teacher was talking to the math class representative, and she raised her head abruptly, almost scaring her to death: "Wen Qianshu!"

"Come down for me!"

Wen Qianshu was pulled down, and the head teacher repeatedly explained that he was not allowed to lean out of the window or do dangerous actions. When she read Wen Qianshu, she could not laugh or cry for a while, and then scolded her with a stubborn face: "If you want to climb high, ask someone to help and wipe the lampshade."

Wen Qianshu: "Okay!"

2333: "What are you excited about!"

The one who wiped the lampshade was originally the monitor Yu Sheng, the tallest in the class, but he couldn't bear it. At this moment, seeing Wen Qianshu coming, he was overjoyed and jumped down: "Strong man please."

The "strong man" nodded to him, "The prime minister is flat."

But it turns out that the labor committee's arrangement is correct, and the height is really a big threshold that can't be overcome. Wen Qianshu stepped on the table, unable to reach the lamp at all. Yu Sheng was in a panic and wanted to go up by himself, Jiang Mingyue: "Let me go."

Yu Sheng stepped aside, Wen Qianshu also moved his feet subconsciously, and saw Jiang Mingyue lift a stool and put it on the table.

Yu Sheng: "This is too dangerous."

Wen Qianshu: "Well, don't care about these details—"

When she held down the stool and lowered her head, she saw Jiang Mingyue raised her head.

There was the smell of washing powder in the air, and Jiang Mingyue's slightly raised hair was slightly damp, with traces of sweat.

"It's so dangerous." Wen Qianshu smiled, "It's a good tablemate, you have to support the table."

Jiang Mingyue: "Well, yes."

The author has something to say: I still mark it:

No medicine can cure all diseases!

If you are sick, please go to a regular hospital! Please trust the doctor!

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