Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight

A ray of light in the morning entered the narrow room. There was a heavy rain last night. The water droplets on the glass windows had not dissipated, and there was a slight damp in the room.

With a "bang", the door was knocked open.

Zhou Yijie walked in swaggeringly. He stepped forward and lifted the quilt open. "Stammer, my mother will let you go down and move things."

The dazzling sunlight caused Gu Miao to squint his eyes. The pain in his temple was like a needle prick. He struggled to get up, "Wait a minute."

"Hurry up, hurry up." Zhou Yijie finished impatiently, sat down on his desk and chair, and fumbled around.

Before the sleepiness disappeared from Gu Miao's eyes, he went downstairs top-heavy.

Last night's rain deposited on the ground, splashing his trousers soggy. After moving things in silence, most of his sleepiness disappeared.

When he returned to the room, he saw his cousin squatting in front of his bedside table, holding a greeting card in his hand, opening and closing with interest.

"Don't move my things." Gu Miao sternly shouted between her brows.

Zhou Yijie was taken aback by him. He turned his head back with disdain, "What's wrong with moving? You live in my house, eat my house, use my house, and move you to a broken greeting card?"

He opened the greeting card, and the exquisite three-dimensional cake appeared on the paper.

He snorted coldly, lengthened his voice, and read weirdly; "Happy birthday to Gu Miao, I said that you also look good with gold-rimmed glasses——"

"Give it to me." Gu Miao pressed her lips tightly and stretched out her hand to grab it.

"Eh -, if you don't give it or not, let me see who the inscription is." Zhou Yijie turned his back and raised his voice and shouted, "Yes, Chu Chu."

"Ah, this "Chu Chu" really doesn't have eyes." He grinned a few times, becoming more and more proud.

Gu Miao jumped angrily in his temples, yanked at his collar, chopped his hands and grabbed it.

In an instant, the greeting card "teared" and broke in half.

Zhou Yijie's collar was still clenched, his neck was tightly jammed by the collar, and his complexion gradually turned red.

"Also, give it back to you." He threw half of the greeting card, his expression suffocated from lack of oxygen, and his throat was broken. "Let go of me, I can't breathe."

The three-dimensional birthday cake has long been broken into a prototype, floating in the air and thrown on the ground like garbage.

Gu Miao's eyes turned scarlet, and he gritted his teeth fiercely, and the back of his pale hand appeared with blue veins, like **** Shura.

"What are you doing?" The middle-aged woman's sharp voice sounded out of thin air, her chubby body flew over, and her fat hand smashed Gu Miao's hand fiercely.

"Let go." She gave a big palm, and patted the back of Gu Miao's hand fiercely like chopped meat. Seeing that he didn't let go, she hit his face directly.

The angry fire burned Gu Miao almost lost his mind, his pale hands were already flushed with the pat, his face was slapped to the side, his chest

Ups and downs violently.

"Gu Miao, let me go." Uncle suddenly shouted at the door when he entered the house.

Gu Miao pressed her lips tightly, let go of her hand in vain, and threw Zhou Yijie forward.

The boy's chubby body rolled to the ground like a ball, and there was a loud noise.

The room was quiet for a second, and then the sharp cries broke through the clouds.

"Son, show mom, does it hurt? Does it hurt?" The woman rushed over, hugged Zhou Yijie, crying and cursing, "You little bunny who has a father and no father, think about who it is You give you food and drink, dare to beat my son."

She lifted her eyes and stared at the man not far away with sharp triangular eyes, "Say a word, Lao Zhou, look at your good nephew, how did you treat your son."

The man stood silently at the door all the time. He hung his head and sighed for a while, "There are mistakes on both sides, you apologize to each other, and that's all for it."

"Apologize?" The woman screamed, "What's the apology? I tell you Lao Zhou, I have had enough of this oil bottle. Today there is him without me, and I without him."

Outside the house is a brilliant June sunrise, and the house is full of confusion and condensation.

The man pursed his lips and said nothing.

After a while, Gu Miao squatted down, trembling hands and picked up the broken greeting card on the ground, "I will go."

He raised his eyes and looked at the silent man not far away, "Thank you for your care over the years. I will be eighteen in a few days and I should leave."

The man sighed deeply, and said to his shrew-like wife in the distance: "Satisfied."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left in silence.

Sitting on the ground, Zhou Yijie was still sobbing. The woman lifted up her son and glanced at Gu Miao lightly.

The door was heavily closed, and Gu Miao sat paralyzed on the ground, lowering his head, carefully putting the broken greeting cards together, and then pasting them with tape.

He put the greeting card in his heart, his red eyes flashing, and it took a long time before he got up and started to pack things.

Four years of desolate life became a small box. When he went out, his uncle took advantage of his aunt's attention, and stuffed him with a small envelope.

Gu Miao didn't know how much money he had, but silently refused.

He was single, carrying the box, and across the alley with sewage, and found a run-down youth hotel to sleep overnight.

The strangers who traveled north and south gathered in a room, and when they talked about their dreams, their eyes flashed.

The young man sat aside and listened in silence, drinking a few dollars a bottle of inferior wine from a cup, and then he fell asleep drowsy after an unknown period of time.

When he was awakened by the snoring sound, he suddenly realized that today was the graduation ceremony of No. 1 Middle School.

When I came to school, the graduation ceremony was over.

The summer wind was blowing on the empty playground, and Gu Miao walked into the teaching building in silence.

"Eh, have you heard? Someone just confessed that he was holding a huge bouquet of roses?"

"I seem to see someone posting to Moments, at the entrance of the music building."

"Yes, yes, the girl seems to be Cheng Chu from the second class, do you think she will agree?"

"It should be, the boy is sincere, and the goddess is also in love."

The surrounding air suddenly became thinner, and the harsh cicada sounds were amplified countless times, making Gu Miao's head dizzy.

Under the dazzling sunlight, his dizzy mind was sober for a moment, and he ran to the music building frantically.

Xia Feng gently blew his hair, but coldness rose little by little from the soles of her feet.

The plane tree outside the piano room No. 8 was still lush, and the breeze blew a corner of the curtain.

The boy's dark pupils shrank suddenly. He looked at the two people hugging each other in the piano room, his eyes were red, his clenched fingers were rubbed with blood by the rough tree trunk.

The girl's head was buried in Lin Qifeng's generous embrace, her hands gently hooked his neck, and the little moon bracelet was hung on her brilliant white wrist.

For a moment, his breathing stopped, and a feeling of pain spread from his heart.

He almost leaned on the tree trunk, stabbing him in his heart like a knife every second of the past. He hid his scarlet eyes and didn't dare to look anymore, he staggered and turned away.

The noon sun was dazzling and dazzling, but the young man wandered on the street like a walking corpse. I didn't know how long he walked until he lost consciousness before returning to the hotel.

Looking at the bright roses in front of her, Cheng Chu frowned in embarrassment. She pondered for a few seconds before saying: "I'm sorry, your flowers are beautiful, but I already have someone I like."

The delicate roses set the young man's eyebrows more and more handsome, and there was some loss in his eyes, "I can ask, who do you like? Is it Gu Miao?"

Cheng Chu nodded and admitted: "It's him."

Yu Yan smiled miserably, "I knew it."

The long-distance sound of the piano came from the music building, and the young man was full of unwillingness, but looking at the girl’s shining eyes before him, he still said against his will: "I wish you happiness."

"Thank you." Cheng Chudan smiled.

The young man's back disappeared in the bright summer day, Cheng Chu breathed a sigh of relief, and turned back into the music building.

There are too many memories there. When she parted, she decided to take a souvenir photo in the piano room where she had struggled for two years.

Sunlight spilled into the building through the glass windows, and Cheng Chu did not expect to meet two people in the piano room who shouldn't have seen.

"Lin Qifeng?"

She saw the girl hiding behind through the boy's shoulder, "Mingyue?"

"You two?" Cheng Chu was so startled that he couldn't speak. "When were you together?"

"That's it." Lin Qifeng pushed the door out, "Occupy your piano room for a while, I'll talk about it later."

"Eh eh eh." Before the words fell, along the crack of the door, she saw the little moon bracelet in Ji Mingyue's hand.

For a moment, she remembered what Lin Qifeng asked her that night.

"Your bracelet is pretty? What brand?"

She looked at the closed piano room door, as if she understood everything instantly.

Forget it, people are kind and loving, what is she doing here to provoke people?

Cheng Chu took out the phone in his pocket and looked at the dialog box that still didn't respond, with a trace of anxiety in his heart.

Since last night, Gu Miao has never heard back from her, and even today's graduation ceremony has not seen him.

Cheng Chu became more anxious as he thought about it and left the school gate and hit a car straight away.

"Go to Yuqing Lane."

The June sun is like a fire, and the streets at noon are sparsely populated.

Yuqing Alley was still as shabby and shabby as before. Cheng Chu stepped away. She lowered her head and jumped over the dirty water pavement, but accidentally hit someone.

"Fuck, what are you doing?" The visitor pushed Cheng Chu and asked viciously.

The person in front of her has a thick calf with one arm, and a light push pushes Cheng Chu to the ground.

With a sound of "wow", sewage splashed all over, Cheng Chu sat down in the dirty water, the hem of his delicate skirt was soaked in the dirty water, and muddy water splashed on his fair calf.

"Be careful when you walk," the man sternly said, and then left with a big swing.

When he left, he stepped on the dirty puddle, and the black water splashed on Cheng Chuying's white slap face, and then slowly dropped along the hair.

The arm that had just supported the floor was painful, and her calf was scratched by sharp pebbles on the ground, bloodshot, and despair filled Cheng Chu’s brain for a moment. She was making the teenager’s call over and over again, but the other end of the call always Is showing the same busy tone——

"The phone you dialed is turned off, please try again later"

Cheng Chu threw the phone on the ground, and finally couldn't help crying.

The author has something to say: Gu Miao: My heart hurts like a tear

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