The night was pitch black, and a full moon hung in the sky pouring out a white light, like a sharp blade tearing through the huge black curtain of the dark night, reflecting the shadows on the ground and mottled leaves. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Song Liang lay on the ground, in unbearable pain, he struggled to get up, and before he could stand firmly, he heard a sharp and piercing scream.

"Oh my God! Song Liang! What's wrong with you? ”

Song Liang turned his head to look at the sound, stunned.

He Fangyao was dressed in a neat school uniform and carrying a schoolbag, and hurriedly ran over.

Song Liang frowned and looked at He Fangyao: "Why are you here?" ”

He Fangyao's face turned pale, and he rushed over in a few steps and stretched out his hand to support Song Liang's arm, and exclaimed again and again: "Oh my God, how did you get this?" Who hit you? Are you okay? ”

Song Liang lifted her hand away, looking shocked: "Why did you come here?" ”

He Fangyao saw that Song Liang was fine, and his hanging heart fell to the ground, and hurriedly said: "Didn't you ask someone to pass the note to me, and let me wait for you here at the horizontal bar after school tonight?" ”

"Who?" Song Liang's eyes widened in surprise: "I'll send someone to give you a message?" ”

"Ahh He Fangyao stretched out his hand and patted his chest: "You are really scared to death, I just heard this voice wrong, who are you fighting with?" What about the other party? You...... ”

Song Liang interrupted her inquiry: "When did you receive the note I handed you?" ”

He Fangyao was bending down to help Song Liang pat the fallen leaves on his body, and was suddenly grabbed by Song Liang's arm: "Let me ask you!" Say it! ”

He Fangyao was taken aback: "Song Liang, you 。。。。。。 ”

She stammered, "Well, in the first class of the afternoon, a boy came over and threw a note on the desk of the first row of students in our class, and the note had my name written on it. ”

He Fangyao thought of the note, pursed her lips, and blushed: "Didn't you write an appointment for me to come over from school tonight to meet here on the horizontal bar?" The teacher of our class was late for a while today, and I was afraid that you would be in a hurry, so you trotted over all the way. ”

Song Liang's face became gloomy a little, and he glared at He Fangyao, who had a shy expression: "How do you know that I wrote the note?" ”

"Your name is written on it!" He Fangyao still didn't hear that something was wrong in Song Liang's tone.

Song Liangyuan opened his eyes and scolded angrily: "You idiot! I didn't even send you a note! ”

"What, what do you mean?" He Fangyao was scolded by Song Liang for pointing her nose at the idiot, the blush on her face faded, she stared at Song Liang in a daze, her thin face was not up or down, and her nose was a little pantothenic, she hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Song Liang's school uniform sleeve: "Didn't you write a note?" How could it be. ”

Song Liang shook off her hand vigorously and turned his head to leave, He Fangyao dragged him and didn't let go: "Song Liang, you made it clear to me, what the hell is going on with you?" It's clear that you sent me a note calling me over, why don't you admit it now? And you, you're still murdering me! ”

He Fangyao was almost aggrieved to death, the excitement and excitement when she first received the note in the afternoon were all gone, her nose was sore, her eyes were red, and she stared at Song Liang in disbelief: "What happened, how would I know if you don't say it?" ”

Song Liang was about to shake her off, when he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps from far and near.

The light of a flashlight shone in the distance, and the sound of running footsteps seemed messy, but fast.

"Who? Who's there? Don't stand still! The other party suddenly shouted and sped up his run.

Song Liang suddenly panicked, and the tense and oppressive aura that came to his face quickly diffused and soaked into the bone marrow.

He realized in a trance that this time it was he who had fallen on the road, and Fan Xuezhi came to invite you into the urn, and he was stupid.

The light of the flashlight spilled into his sight through the extremely dim night, and Song Liang's eyes flickered, and he forgot to react in a panic.

Two or three flashlights shone straight over, exposing the location of him and He Fangyao accurately and clearly.

"What class are you in? What are you doing here at such a late hour? The person in the lead was the director of the school's teaching office, and he was followed by two other people who were teachers who were in charge of school discipline.

The three of them firmly blocked Song Liang and He Fangyao, and Song Liang felt helpless for the first time in his life.

He Fangyao had never experienced this kind of thing at all, she suddenly panicked, and without thinking about it, she grabbed Song Liang's arm and hid directly behind him, her posture looked extremely intimate, she shouted helplessly in a panic: "Song Liang, what should I do?" What's going on? ”

After He Fangyao finished shouting, Song Liang saw that the face of the director of the teaching office was becoming more and more gloomy, and he secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, but it was too late.

The director of the teaching office instructed the two teachers behind him: "Take these two puppy students back to the office, find out which class of students they are, and ask their homeroom teacher to come to my office tomorrow." ”

The two teachers took the order and stepped forward to directly grab Song Liang and He Fangyao.

He Fangyao was so frightened that she cried loudly, and begged for mercy with a trembling voice: "Teacher, teacher, we know that we are wrong, you can let us go." ”

Song Liang was so angry by He Fangyao's non-self-defeat that he almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood, this woman was simply stupid to the extreme.

"Shut up, you!" Song Liang shouted violently, and the insults, chagrin, anger, and fright he had received all night were all gathered in this gnashing of teeth.

He Fangyao cried loudly, both aggrieved and flustered, and his brain was blank.

The teachers took Song Liang and He Fangyao out of the playground.

Seeing a few people walking away, a figure slowly walked out from under the big wall not far away.

The man had his back to the moon, carrying a school uniform shirt in his hand, and threw it on his shoulder, he squinted his eyes, staring coldly at Song Liang's back as he gradually moved away, and a touch of ruthlessness crossed his eyes.

He watched the group enter the teaching building, only then did he turn around leisurely, walk all the way along the school wall, walk a distance of more than 20 meters, turn around, and turn onto the path leading to the school boiler room on the edge of the grove.

At the end of the trail were three side-by-side houses where the school's boilermaker lived, and he trotted around to the back of the boiler room, where there was a small hidden door, which was a convenient way for the boilermaker to go to the backstreet supermarket to buy wine at night after work.

Now that the time has passed, the small door has been locked, Fan Xuezhi took a look, and he was not in a hurry, he rushed to the door in two steps, jumped up, his two hands firmly climbed on the iron door, and his feet quickly kicked twice on the iron door, and the whole body took advantage of the force to take off and press on the iron door, and directly turned over and jumped to the ground, neat and agile.

"Who?" When the master in the boiler room heard the sound, he saw that the entrance of the courtyard was dark and empty, and there was no trace at all. (To be continued.) )