Cheng Huan seems to have had a long dream, in the dream she had just passed her seventeenth birthday, her grandmother made her longevity noodles with her own hands, she was wearing the white-washed school uniform of Jingyuan No. 1 Middle School, there was no cake, but she smiled happily.

Then there is the appearance of Shen Feimo playing the piano in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the light and shadow are warm, shrouded in a slender figure, black hair, white shirt, delicate side face, his fingers flow on the blackboard buttons, between the distinct and slender bones, beating out a long and graceful world famous song, just like himself, elegant and noble.

When Cheng Huan saw him for the first time, he was also so quiet and silent, like an unstained picture scroll, with beautiful mountains and rivers and beautiful scenery, so that he didn't look like a real person.

The dream came to an abrupt end in time before the blood and the ambulance intertwined and spread, and Cheng Huan woke up uncontrollably.

She did hear the faint sound of the piano, from far and near, vaguely into her ears.

At four o'clock in the morning, Shen Feimo was playing the piano.

She closed her eyes and curled up in the quilt again.

The noisy classroom became very quiet the moment Cheng Huan came in, and the strange and mocking gaze fell on her.

"It's not cooled down yet, she wears so many long sleeves and long territory, isn't she afraid of the heat?"

"Cut, who cares about her, anyway, the first time I saw her, I thought she was very strange, and there is a reason why she is not liked. ”

"Look, what's wrong with her face and the corners of her mouth?"

In the morning reading class, the head teacher asked Cheng Huan to read the review book in front of the class, and the girl took out two sheets of manuscript paper that were folded very flat from her schoolbag with difficulty, but in fact, nothing was written on them.

A lot happened yesterday, she didn't have the energy, she didn't have the time, she didn't know what to write, she didn't steal.

Seeing her hesitant procrastination, the head teacher frowned, "Hurry up, don't delay everyone's time." ”

The classmates all raised their mobile phones, smiled and began to record videos.

If being a teacher is also on the unfair side, she is not a member of the violence, but a leader of violence. Cheng Huan's heart seemed to have collapsed.

"I-"

The feeling of being judged in public is the same as being stripped of clothes in public, humiliating and embarrassing, Cheng Huan held the manuscript paper but couldn't speak, tears dripping down her cheeks.

Once again, she fled, under the surprised gaze of her classmates and class teacher. If she could have turned a blind eye yesterday, but this time, she really angered the school, and skipping school in public was provoking school discipline and school rules.

The school leader made a direct call to Shen's house and was received by the housekeeper.

"Mr. Shen, Miss Cheng didn't go to class. ”

In the study, the man who was in a meeting paused, his eyebrows were faint, and then he continued to talk about the project with the senior management of the branch on the other side of the ocean in pure English.

After about ten minutes, Shen Feimo turned off the big screen.

The housekeeper had been guarding the door, unsure of his temper, and hesitantly repeated, "That, that, the school just called and said that Miss Cheng had skipped class." ”

Play truant?

Shen Feimo sneered, he has been very promising lately?

He called Cheng Huan twice, but no one answered, Shen Shao would never call someone more than two times in a row, if there was, it must be that person who didn't want to live very much, so he risked his life to test Shen Feimo's temper.

The entire villa became more and more gloomy and terrifying under Shen Feimo's gloomy face.

Twenty minutes later, the housekeeper heard the sound of the door opening and closing in the hall, and Wu Ruopei was slightly surprised, "Miss Cheng, did you leave school so early today?"

Hmm, instead of running around, I chose to come back.

Cheng Huan hurried upstairs, and then locked herself in the room, she hid in the corner, her loose hair buried in her knees, curled up in a ball.

The housekeeper was puzzled, "Mr. Shen, what the hell is going on?"

Wu Ruopei also followed upstairs, looking a little anxious, "It was the same yesterday." ”

Shen Feimo pondered for a while, and then walked out of the study.

"Cheng Huan, give you three seconds, get out. ”

He knocked on the door of Cheng Huan's bedroom and spoke coldly.

Obviously, he was in a bad mood.

There was a group of people standing in the villa, housekeepers, bodyguards, nannies, Filipino maids, all of whom remained silent and did not dare to speak out.

The fatal thing, the girl didn't open the door, it was Shen Feimo who kicked the door open, and the movement was very loud, which made people feel a thrill in their hearts.

Cheng Huan hid in the corner, shrunk into a small ball, her right hand clutching a crumpled and wet manuscript paper, on which only a few words were written empty - "review book".

"Shen Feimo. ”

Cheng Huan raised her head, her eyes were red, she called out his name aggrievedly, choked and faint, and felt like crying, "I didn't steal." ”

For a moment, he couldn't get angry with her.

Shen Feimo gently pulled her into his arms, his chin against Cheng Huan's somewhat boring hair, "Are you not going to class for this?"