Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight

The time in the attached middle school is boring and long.

By the end of the unified examination, the yellow leaves had fallen all over the ground.

When leaving the examination room, Cheng Chu was very calm.

She is pretty good, even among the best in the talented Music High School.

Ji Mingyue passed the exam and got into the car with a smile.

"Where are you going?" the driver asked.

"Let me take you home first, I'm going back to organize things, and the house next to the attached middle school is going to be retired." Cheng Chu said to Ji Mingyue.

Ji Mingyue nodded and said helplessly: "Well, would you like to go with you?"

"No, Uncle Wang will help me." Cheng Chu said.

The taxi speeded up the viaduct, and after a while, Ji Mingyue's house arrived.

"Chu Chu." She turned her head, Xing's eyes shone slightly, "Happy New Year."

The midwinter is here, and the trees on the side of the road have already fallen out of leaves, and they are lonely and cold.

It turns out that today is December 31st, and Cheng Chu almost can't remember it.

She sat in the car, poked her head out and waved to Ji Mingyue who was aside, "Mingyue, Happy New Year."

"Little girl, where do you go next?" the driver asked.

Looking at Ji Mingyue's back, Cheng Chu whispered, "Go to the High School of Music."

The sky has gradually dimmed, and pedestrians on the side of the road eager to return home are hurried.

Cheng Chu rented a house next to the attached middle school, but when it was finished, it was already dark.

Uncle Wang walked in front carrying a large bag and said: "Miss, what do you want to eat tonight, I tell them to prepare first at home."

Cheng Chu lowered his eyes sadly.

She looked at the greeting text messages sent by her family on her mobile phone, and her heart was sour. They were very busy and it was difficult for a family to eat together even during the holidays.

"I don't want to eat anymore." Her voice was dull, and she said a little bit angry.

Uncle Wang sighed, "How can I not eat it."

Cheng Chu said, "You can drive me to Yuqing Alley. I'm going to find friends."

Uncle Wang frowned, "The place is not safe and chaotic."

"It's okay, I'm just looking for someone, and I won't stay for long." Cheng Chu persuaded, "Or wait for us at the door and then take us to the mall."

He then reluctantly agreed.

The winter in Haishi is bleak and bleak, with several birds standing on the dead branches on the roadside, dragging out long calls.

The entrance of Yuqing Alley is full of sewage. There are many tubular buildings on both ends, and many small advertisements are pasted on the gray walls. From time to time, children cry sharply, depressed and dull.

Cheng Chu strode across the sewage beach with difficulty, and finally found Gu Miao's home under the dim light.

The wind in winter is cold and harsh.

There was a dim light in the cramped room, and Gu Miao was writing homework with his head down.

Suddenly the phone at the table shook, and the girl's dialog box appeared.

"Are you free? I'm downstairs in your house"

His fingers suddenly stiffened, and his dark pupils shrank.

The howling cold wind slapped the windows, making a dull noise.

Gu Miao stood up abruptly, and his seat fell to the ground by his fierce movements.

He opened the window and looked out incredulously.

The wind was piercing and cold in the middle of winter, the yellow street lights were scattered in the alleys, and the girl was wearing a snow-white down jacket and looked up.

In the distance, there were countless fireworks blooming, and the bright light lit up the gloomy sky, and the girl's smiling eyes fell into the sky of dazzling fireworks for an instant.

She just stood in the shabby and dark alley like this, but smiled brightly.

Enthusiasm filled Gu Miao's eyes, he rushed out of the door, and ran downstairs regardless.

"Gu Miao." The girl ran up a few steps, her smiling voice bright and light, like a bright light illuminating the surrounding darkness.

She lowered her eyes, her butterfly-like eyelashes trembling slightly, beautiful and moving.

"I'm back." Her voice floated softly into Gu Miao's cold heart.

He only felt that his throat was dry, and the heat in his heart burned the heart that was almost bursting unscrupulously.

The surroundings are quiet, and the water on the eaves is dripping slowly.

Gu Miao lowered her eyes and looked at the beautiful girl in front of her.

A clean and bright girl who was full of light, she would never appear in such a dirty place in her life, but she came so silently.

With the light and heat that this winter night didn't have, he broke into his heart like this abruptly.

The enthusiasm in the eyes has not subsided, the hand on the side of the boy is cold and his voice trembles: "Is the exam finished?"

"Well, the test is very good, Haiyin is fine." The girl said with a smile.

Gu Miao looked at her smiling eyes, feeling peaceful, "When will I go back to the first middle school?"

"When this New Year's Day holiday is over, I will go back and never leave again."

The wind in the winter night was long and cold, and the young man's heart seemed to be lifted to the clouds, flutteringly not knowing where he was.

After a long time, the corners of his frozen mouth finally pulled out a smile.

"Why do you dress so little and have you eaten?" Cheng Chu asked.

The boy shook his head. Today, my uncle and aunt took my cousin back to my hometown for New Year's Eve, but did not bring him.

"Then would you like to eat with me?"

Gu Miao nodded fiercely, what could be unwilling.

He said, "I'll go up and change my clothes. Wait for me."

The corridor was so narrow that it couldn't even squeeze two people at the same time. Gu Miao walked in front, a bit cramped.

Half of the surrounding walls have fallen off, and the sound-controlled lights in the corridor have been broken for an unknown period of time.

He always felt that a girl like her shouldn't be here. Even looking at it would be blasphemous.

But when the girl looked at him with bright eyes and asked if she could go to his house and sit down, he surrendered almost the next second.

He has never had a bottom line for her and has never been able to refuse any request from her.

The concrete floor in the corridor rubbed and made a soft noise.

Gu Miao's house was on the third floor, and it didn't take long to arrive.

He poured hot water for Cheng Chu, then moved a chair for her to sit on, and then said, "I'll be very fast, wait for me."

The warmth in his hands was so hot all the way to the bottom of my heart, Cheng Chu nodded obediently and looked around.

There is almost no place in the small living room. The TV is very broken and small, and there are deep and shallow scratches on the screen. The floor is the same concrete floor as the corridor, and it is dusty, and it makes a lot of friction when walking up. .

Perhaps the only warm place in the whole home is the family photo on the coffee table. The three people in the photo are snuggling together, smiling brightly.

But the only warmth does not belong to Gu Miao.

Cheng Chu lowered his eyes, sniffed, hiding the soreness in his eyes.

She thought of meeting him in the hospital a long time ago, and the boy in the family photo was so proud of him, his eyes were red unconsciously.

The door on the side opened, and Gu Miao walked out.

He was wearing a black down jacket, but it was not bloated, but set off the upright figure of a young man.

"Let's go," he said.

He finally had a thick dress. Cheng Chu wiped the corners of his eyes and quickly stood up to follow.

"What do you want to eat?" Her voice was still choked.

Gu Miao's hand holding the shoe stiffened, and turned to ask, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." She concealed with a smile, "It's just a bit cold and runny nose."

The boy frowned, "Wait for me, please."

He turned back to the room, and when he came out a moment later he was holding a black scarf in his hand.

The lights at home are dim, and the youth's cold brows reveal a touch of warmth.

He came over and carefully wrapped the scarf around the girl's cold white neck.

"Is it still cold like this?" he asked, dropping his dark eyes.

The young man made a low magnetic voice in Chu Chu's ears, like a small hook with fluff, which made her feel numb.

She bowed her head, buried half of her cheek in the scarf, and whispered, "It's not cold anymore."

The clean soap scent from the young man squeezed into her nasal cavity, as if she was clinging to him.

Cheng Chu's face was flushed involuntarily, and she buried her head lower, concealing her apex of emotions: "Let's go."

The full moon hung high, the bright moonlight reflected into the corridor, and the gloomy world seemed to be embellished with a little light.

"Shall we wait to eat hot pot?" Cheng Chu asked.

Gu Miao naturally had nothing to disagree.

After the two got into the car, Uncle Wang looked at them through the rearview mirror.

The boy was very handsome, looking deserted, but the eyes looking at his own lady were very gentle.

The two dressed in black and white, don't outsiders understand everything at a glance.

A trace flashed in Uncle Wang's eyes, young young people, what happened to a little love, he wouldn't talk too much to his husband and wife.

The black Bentley drove through the cold street and finally stopped in the mall.

Cheng Chu and Gu Miao got on the escalator to the second floor.

The hot pot restaurant has long been crowded with people, and the clerk saw new customers coming and reminded: "Are there any reservations? If not, there will be a hundred tables."

"How long do you have to wait?" Cheng Chu asked.

"At least three hours." The clerk bowed his head and was busy.

Cheng Chu glanced at Gu Miao embarrassedly, "Or let's eat something else."

Gu Miao looked at the girl's disappointed eyes and whispered comforting: "If you want to eat, next time we pick a regular time to eat."

The two walked side by side to the straight ladder next to him. Cheng Chu looked at the map of the mall next to him, and saw what else was delicious on the other floors.

This is a diversified shopping mall, both a high-end restaurant with a four-digit number of people, and a restaurant with a double-digit evaluation that can solve a meal.

"Let's go up to the fourth floor and have a look." Cheng Chu pressed the elevator, "I think there is also a hot pot there. Go and have a look."

Gu Miao has always listened to her.

The lights in the mall are bright and clean, and even the elevator doors exude a very pleasant fragrance.

The elevator dinged open, and there were already people inside.

"Hey, isn't this my sister Chu?" The man in the elevator was wearing casual clothes and stuck in his pocket.

Only then did Cheng Chu recognize the incoming person.

She waved her hand: "Brother Qingyuan, are you coming to eat too?"

Yu Qingyuan is Cheng Ran's university classmate. The two rich second generations have similar interests and have a very good relationship.

"Yes, bring my girlfriend to dinner." Yu Qingyuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Gu Miao on the side, jokingly, "How about you, also come to dinner with friends?"

This "also" is very spiritual.

Cheng Chu didn't catch up, only said: "We are going to eat hot pot on the fourth floor."

"Don't, go to the fifth floor for hot pot, my newly opened store will invite you for free." Yu Qingyuan waved his hand proudly.

It’s not good for someone to ask for free, and Cheng Chu naturally responded happily.

Yu Qingyuan's store is on the fifth floor, and the most high-end stores in the entire mall are on this floor.

He should have reserved the venue, and when he walked into the quaint store, there was not a single guest.

The waiters stand in two rows and bend down respectfully, "Good evening, Mr. Yu."

He waved his hand slightly, and the manager beside him approached respectfully.

"Mr. Yu, what's your order?"

"This is my sister. Find the best box. Everything she eats is credited to me."

The manager said: "Okay, Mr. Yu."

He turned his head again, respecting Cheng Chu's attitude a little bit respectfully, "Hello, please here."

The decoration of this hot pot restaurant is very quiet, and there is a landscape of small bridges and flowing water in the lobby. The two walked across the delicate bridge before entering the house.

The private room is very large, and when the two of them are seated, someone will put the menu in front of them.

Gu Miao's fingers were slightly stiff, and the soft seat under him made him restless.

He has never had such a high-end restaurant in the future, as if even the chopsticks on the table were carefully carved.

Even an ordinary soup base on the menu is worth his weekly salary.

"What do you want to eat?" The girl looked up and asked as she flipped through the menu.

The boy's throat was dry and his voice was hoarse: "Whatever, you can order."

"Well, you shouldn't eat spicy food, then order the Mandarin Duck Pot, the clear soup base needs this flower glue and cordyceps old duck soup..."

The light in the private room was soft, and it fell as shallow as moonlight.

Gu Miao looked up, and the girl in front of her smiled, serving the dishes with ease. He hadn't even heard many of the ingredients that he blurted out.

There was sourness in his heart, and the dryness in his throat was unbearable.

"Okay, that's it, thank you." Cheng Chu finished ordering and handed the menu in his hand to the waiter.

She was born good-looking, and when she laughed, the dimples on her cheeks suppressed the original look that was too bright, and looked friendly and pleasant.

The waiter blushed unprofessional, bowed and hurried out of the private room.

Cheng Chu found out that something was wrong with the boy after ordering.

After thinking about it, she understood the reason. It turns out that in the future, President Gu, who is calling for rain, will be embarrassed by such things.

Cheng Chu felt uncomfortable, but he didn't know how to comfort him, so he changed the subject: "Gu Miao, do you think it will snow this year."

The topic changed so hard.

The boy endured his hardship and replied: "I don't know."

"I haven't seen snow yet. I heard that it snows in Pingcheng in November. After graduation, shall we go see the snow together?"

Gu Miao's heart trembled.

He didn't expect that a word he had accidentally made the girl remember where his hometown was.

She was like the distant fire in the winter night, even looking at it from a distance, made him feel warm.

There are also some delicate candlesticks on the windowsill in the private room. The candlelight flickers, reflecting a few clear shadows on the wall.

Gu Miao raised her eyes and ran into those charming peach blossom eyes.

The candlelight in the distance somehow made his cheeks burn.

"Yeah," he whispered.

This hot pot is really delicious, and Yu Qingyuan saw this restaurant really nothing.

When the two of them went out after eating, the clerk also gave a small gift, two exquisite small bridge flowing water decorations.

There were scattered small lanterns hung on the wall outside the private room, and Cheng Chu curiously leaned over to take a look.

"This is a small activity that our store did before. You can write down your wishes for the new year, put it in a small lantern, and pray that your wishes will come true in the coming year."

Cheng Chu asked curiously: "Can you still write now?"

The clerk laughed repeatedly: "Of course it can."

Even if she can't, she has to be able. Who makes her the boss's sister?

Soon someone took a pen and paper, and Cheng Chu turned his back and said quietly: "Write your own, not peek."

The clerk next to him smiled and said, "Yes, the desire to be seen is not working."

Gu Miao smiled unconsciously as she watched her shrunk into a small group of back.

He rubbed the blank note with his fingers unconsciously, hesitated for a moment, and finally wrote the words in his heart.

"I hope I can stay with her forever"

The juvenile's handwriting is as clear as his own, but strokes and strokes are strong on the back of the paper.

Two small lanterns were hung in the center, snuggling tightly.

When you walked out of the mall, the dazzling lights on the side of the road reflected the moving night scene.

The night wind was blowing quietly, and Cheng Chu bounced ahead with his hands in his pockets.

But she didn't take a few steps, she still couldn't help but looked back and asked curiously: "What wish did you just write?"

The teenager would never refuse any request from her, and Cheng Chu firmly believed in his heart that he would tell her.

The lights of tall buildings in the distance drifted away.

The boy's dark eyes fell into the dazzling lights, flashing to reflect her bright figure.

He pressed his lips tightly, met her pleading eyes, but stubbornly shook his head.

I can't say it, it won't work if I say it.

The author has something to say: Gu Miao: I refused it cruelly. It would be terrible if the wish really doesn’t work.

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