Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight

The night wind is breezy.

A black Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle drove into the villa area.

"Here, Mr. Cheng, Miss Cheng." The driver stopped the car and said in a deep voice.

The car was dim, Cheng Yue half closed his eyes, his brows jumped.

"Brother is here." Cheng Chu patted him gently.

Cheng Yue opened his eyes abruptly, and his bloodshot eyes were reflected in the interior lights that had just been turned on.

He sighed softly, "Let's go, follow me for a day, and be satisfied."

"Yeah." Cheng Chu nodded, and smiled in relief.

Cheng Yue rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, stretched his legs, and got out of the car. "If I promised you, I won't regret it. Your brother is not such a dishonest person."

"I know I know, brother is the best." Cheng Chu took a few steps forward, took Cheng Yue's arm, and walked in with him.

The living room was empty, with only one wall lamp shining lightly.

Cheng Chu closed the door, and the string in her head that had been tense for a day broke with a "pop". She looked at the calendar on the wall, and her tired eyes showed a relieved smile.

On July 19, the day of the plane crash of my brother in his previous life, finally passed.

Cheng Chu haunted Cheng Yue early in the morning, asking him to promise not to fly by plane for nearly a month.

Although he was puzzled, he couldn't help but respond when he looked at his younger sister's sobbing appearance.

He has always been unprincipled in favor of this only sister.

The summer night in the sea market was not very hot. Cheng Chu opened the window and looked at the dimly lit night scene in the garden, feeling quiet and peaceful in his heart.

It's nice that the people who love her are still around.

After the summer vacation, the atmosphere in the class became much more tense.

The countdown to the college entrance examination is written on the edge of the blackboard, and the numbers are decreasing day by day, but the paper on the desk is getting thicker.

The cold air from the air conditioner was whizzing, and Gu Miao looked at the empty chair next to him, his broken heart seemed to be filled with cold wind, desolate and empty.

There are always a lot of exams in the third year of high school. Just after correcting the papers of the previous week, the exams of the next week will follow.

The school is allowed to hand in papers in advance. Gu Miao always writes fast, and is always the first one in the examination room to hand in.

The midsummer had not yet passed, and when I walked out of the teaching building, the sultry heat rushed over my face.

Gu Miao carried his schoolbag and walked outside the music building without knowing it.

The plane tree outside the piano room No. 8 is still lush and green, and the sun shatters by, casting shadows under the tree.

The evening wind blew a corner of the curtain, but the girl he was thinking of was no longer there.

The seeds of longing are sown slowly, and the leaves are already flourishing as time passes away.

Gu Miao leaned against the phoenix tree with a deep gaze. He stood blankly for an unknown period of time before turning to leave.

The summer night came late, and when I got home, the sky was still clear and light blue.

Gu Miao opened the door gently, and the smell of fireworks mingled with the smell of rice came out.

My aunt was busy in the kitchen, while my cousin stood by affectionately.

"Hey, don't steal it, wait for your dad to come back." Aunt patted his cousin's hand, but she didn't have any strength.

"Mom, my exam is so hard, what's wrong with eating?"

The middle-aged woman's busy movements stagnated, and then she kept saying: "Eat, eat, eat less, save a little for your dad."

The boy grabbed a spare rib with his hands, his eyes lighted, "Wow, Mom, you made crabs tonight."

"Do you think Mom doesn't remember your exam? This will treat you as a crab."

The boy's voice hesitated, "However, I'm stuttering like a crab allergy."

The woman's voice is mean, "Regardless of him, we eat ours, he eats his, it's pretty good that we can give him a bowl of rice, which round will he pick and choose."

The cousin laughed a few times, "That said."

There was no light in the living room, and no one noticed the teenager standing at the door. He lowered his eyes, and his hand holding the doorknob turned white.

After a while, he turned and left without saying a word.

The bicycle was still parked in a dark corner, and Gu Miao's body was stiff. He dragged the car out rudely, stepped on the pedals desperately, and drove into the summer night in the sea market.

Even though he had known that they had never regarded himself as a family, he still had a secret expectation in his heart.

Countless times when he was coldly treated and ignored, he lay on a hard wooden bed and told himself to be grateful, because on those nights when he lost his parents, they gave him a home.

Even though the home is not very warm and bright, he is still grateful.

The wind in the summer night was long and cold, and many things in the past passed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

He thought of the condescending orders of his cousin, the harsh words of his aunt, the cold ignorance of his uncle, and the abusive isolation in school.

In the end, the girl's face appeared in his mind.

The only girl in the world who was kind to him and gave him kindness was the only warmth in his heart.

The boy's eyes gradually became sour, and the thoughts in his heart were dull and long.

He suddenly wanted to see her.

The Middle School of Music is located on the outskirts of the city. Gu Miao rode for more than an hour, and by then the sky had already darkened.

The sky was dotted with a few lonely stars, and he stood in front of the school gate, with a trace of timidity in his heart in vain.

I came here silently, would it interrupt her practice?

His pale fingers stopped at the dialogue box and gradually stiffened.

A group of men and women came out from the school gate next to each other, talking and laughing far away.

"I'll wait for a hundred lamb skewers, and you will go bankrupt."

The other male voice was very gentle, "Everything is fine."

In a dark corner, Gu Miao stood alone in the cool wind.

"Gu Miao?" The girl's voice was soft, with some cautious temptations.

Gu Miao's pupils shook sharply and raised her head in disbelief.

The warm yellow light was like water, and the girl was standing not far away, the corners of her skirt were slightly blown by the wind, as beautiful as a painting.

"It's really you." She ran over, Taohua's eyes brightened.

The faint fragrance of flowers on the girl made his heart tremble, and he lowered his eyes and said softly: "Yeah."

"Why don't you tell me why you are here?" A smile appeared on her clear face, her voice soft as if she was about to melt away.

Gu Miao pursed her lips and said nothing.

Cheng Chu was not annoyed, just turned his head and said to the group of men and women, "My friend is here, I want to accompany him, you go eat."

"Don't." The headed boy glanced at Gu Miao, his tone a little ill-intentioned: "Today is the birthday at the banquet. Don't be disappointed. Or let your friends come together."

Cheng Chu shook his head, "No, he is afraid of life, so please say sorry for me and Zhou Yan. I will make up the gift tomorrow."

The boy was unwilling to say anything more, but was stopped by Ji Mingyue.

"Let her go, she didn't want to go." She whispered.

"But." The boy sighed, swallowing the next words back into his stomach.

The goddess whom Zhou Yan had a crush on ran away like this, and when she got there, she didn't have to scold him to death.

Ji Mingyue beckoned to Cheng Chu, "Chu Chu pay attention to safety, go home early."

Cheng Chu smiled happily, and waved to the group of people, "I'm sorry everyone, I'll ask you all the other day, you will decide the place."

The group of people did not blame it, waved their hands and left with a smile.

The little flowers on the roadside were bent by the night wind.

Cheng Chu asked: "Have you eaten yet?"

Gu Miao shook her head.

A smile came out of the girl's eyes, "Then let's eat together, there is a very delicious shop at the entrance of the school, I will take you there."

Gu Miao looked at the girl's slender back, her cold heart gradually oozing warmth.

The shop is just across from the school, not big, but very clean.

Cheng Chu handed him the menu, "You can order what you want."

The boy shook his head, "I'm not familiar with it for the first time."

"Then you want a sweet and sour pork ribs, then dry pot cabbage and veal fried beef, two bowls of rice, and mango juice for the drink."

After ordering the dishes very simply, she propped her head with her hands and said to Gu Miao: "I remember you love sweet and sour pork ribs, you said when you ate at my house last time."

The waiter brought the mango juice up, Gu Miao inserted the straw and handed it to her.

"Yeah." He said softly.

The sweetness of mango juice quietly penetrated into my heart, and Gu Miao lowered her head, her dark eyes glistening.

She remembers it and knows she likes mangoes.

Those feelings mixed with unwillingness, resentment, and anger, instantly melted away like ice covered by the sun.

His downcast eyes were a little sour inexplicably.

The girl opposite did not pay attention and continued: "Why did you come here suddenly today?"

Gu Miao's hand on the side of the table trembled, and her lips moved, but she remained silent.

The girl didn't mind his silence, drinking mango juice happily.

"Do you miss me?"

There was no one in the shop at night, and the girl's voice was clear, but Gu Miao's heart was tingling like an electric current.

He pressed his lips tightly, not daring to look up at her.

The girl chuckled, looking at the boy with red ears in front of her, the shyness in her heart suddenly disappeared.

Someone is more shy than her.

The waiter came with the dishes, "Sweet and sour pork ribs."

Cheng Chu stopped struggling with this topic, took out the chopsticks from the chopsticks cage next to him, and handed it to him, "You quickly taste this sweet and sour pork ribs, it is better than my aunt's made."

The boy obediently clamped a piece, chewed it for a long time, and said dully, "Yes."

I don't know if I am responding to this dish or the sentence before.

After the meal, the smile in Cheng Chu's eyes never faded.

After eating, the two paid the money and walked out the door.

The steps at the door had just been dragged over, and the water stains had not disappeared. Cheng Chu walked in front, and he slipped and fell on the stone steps with a "bang" inadvertently.

Gu Miao was so anxious that her voice was trembling, and she stuttered unconsciously after a long time.

"You, you didn't, are you okay." He stretched out his hand to help Cheng Chu up.

The clerk on the side heard the noise rushing over and asked repeatedly, "Is it all right? I'm sorry."

Gu Miao pulled the chair beside her.

"No, I won't sit." Cheng Chu said humbly.

She had just sat down on the stone steps, and now her **** was so hot that she might as well sit while standing.

"Fine." Gu Miao held her up and said in a low voice, "Then you hold my shoulders and stand and relax."

"Yeah." Cheng Chu touched his firm shoulders with both hands, and he groaned with a headache.

Gu Miao stiffened, her throat dry.

After a long time, I said, "Should I go to the hospital for a look."

The clerk on the side paled with fright.

If something goes wrong, she will have to pay for her monthly salary!

Fortunately, the girl gritted her teeth firmly and said: "It's okay, I'm better now. I have medicine at home. Just go back and apply it."

Gu Miao breathed a sigh of relief, "Then, can you still walk?"

Cheng Chu moved his feet, hissing in pain.

"I twisted my ankle and can't walk."

"Then I will carry you." Gu Miao knelt down.

The lights in the shop are bright, and the teenagers are dressed in white school uniforms with a broad and solid back.

Cheng Chu lay on his stomach slowly and wrapped his neck.

The boy was hot like fire, Cheng Chu tilted his head, pressed his cheek to his shoulder, and whispered, "Let's go."

The girl's warm breath floated in his ears, itchy, flying into his heart like an electric current.

His heartbeat speeded up unconsciously, and his breathing became a little faster.

The lights outside the door spilled onto the street, leaving a warm dim yellow.

The girl was very light, she wanted a piece of soft marshmallow to stick to her back, and hit him again.

Gu Miao felt that her legs were stiff and her hands were soft, and even her spirit was loosened with her warm breath.

"After passing Gu Miao, I turned to the right." Cheng Chu suddenly leaned in his ear and said.

He regained his senses suddenly and turned around stiffly.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't hear."

The girl's fine laughter came into his ears.

"It doesn't matter, we will be here soon."

Cheng Chu rented an apartment at the entrance of the attached middle school, and Gu Miao carried her on the elevator.

The elevator is fast and she lives on the fourth floor.

Gu Miao took the key she handed and opened the door.

In the dark room, reflected in the faint light of the corridor, there was a rush of footsteps from far to near.

Meow leaned her head up, only seeing a faint figure.

That's not the master!

"Bowwow." It rushed over, screaming, breaking through the sky, and grinning fiercely at the visitor.

Before Gu Miao could react, the trouser legs were bitten tightly.

He was so scared that he almost didn't bring Cheng Chu down on his back.

Where the **** is this dog! !

The author has something to say: Gu Miao: This dog called Meow is really not a good thing!

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