"I thought you ignored me, and I didn't finish my homework. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Wang Jingqiong didn't dare to look at Feng Jing's eyes, turned her gaze to the teaching building in front of her, leaning on the railing.

"Well, that...... Uh--what does it matter to me that you didn't finish your homework? Feng Jing said behind her with some sluggishness.

"That's not because I thought- no, no." Wang Jingqiong seemed to be stimulated by something, and suddenly turned around and met Feng Jing's eyes. When it was time to get down to business, he realized something, stopped the rest of the conversation, and then changed the course and said, "Well, you want to apologize, then apologize." Wang Jingqiong lowered her head again and began to be shy.

"Apologize? What to apologize for. Feng Jing pondered.

"Hmm." Wang Jingqiong stomped her feet slightly, very cute, like a little kid who hasn't grown up and can't eat candy and resists.

"That, the backpack will be returned to you." Feng Jing jumped out of a stone, and he couldn't understand any artistic conception.

"Hmm." Wang Jingqiong reluctantly took the backpack handed over by Feng Jing, yes, she didn't notice that her small backpack had been carried by him for so long.

"Well, I'll go first." Feng Jing looked at Wang Jingqiong's shy appearance and waved her hand awkwardly, signaling to leave.

Wang Jingqiong's face turned white all of a sudden, gave him a blank look, didn't say a word, turned around, and strode towards the stairs.

Feng Jing followed and shouted, "Your homework? ”

"Don't."

"Didn't you finish it? You top class, you're very tired, you have a lot of homework......" Feng Jing was about to say something, but was suddenly stopped by Wang Jingqiong's sudden stop.

"Don't follow me." Wang Jingqiong shouted.

"I didn't follow you, go back to the dormitory!" Feng Jing walked up to her and said.

Wang Jingqiong stomped her feet on the spot, and then walked straight in the direction of the dormitory. Feng Jing followed, but did not dare to say anything, presumably this is closely related to the feminist so-called "sexual harassment" education.

In this way, you walk in front, I watch you walk in the back, or look at the beautiful body with perfect curves, it is a kind of enjoyment, but some people don't know the value of its beauty, just like Feng Jing.

Lin Fei, who was standing on the side railing, looked at Wang Jingqiong's departing figure, pulled his hand out of his pocket, turned around, and looked at the sky. The sky was a little dark, and the moon was buried by a pile of dark clouds, and the moon could not be seen or reflected.

Feng Jing didn't sleep well this night, and his right eye always jumped. Others say that he is good and right, and he always feels that something is going to happen, or is happening.

The next morning, during recess, there was alarming news that someone had disappeared from the school again. Anyone who hears the news thinks of a dinosaur and an ugly man, and wonders where the missing person will be in which stinky ditch? People go from panic to panic in the discussion, as if their next target is themselves.

Feng Jing turned his head and looked at Chen Yan's seat, empty, and involuntarily fell into conjecture, especially thinking of his right eyelid jumping together.

By the afternoon, when the news was spread that it was Chen Yan, the corridor between classes was filled with curious students for the purpose of getting the latest news.

"No, it won't." A female classmate said.

"It seems that the police have been called, and I should know later." Another female classmate said.

"Didn't those three people get caught?"

"yes, but I heard that he died at the police station for no reason."

"Haha, does the police station eat bird poop?"

"It's not a dog, if you don't eat that, all three of them died inexplicably, which shows that there are more than three murderers." A male classmate interjected.

"yes, it looks like you'd have to be careful."

……

Worry is just worry, many things do not change by human will, how Feng Jing hopes to see Chen Yan again to ensure her safety on this day.

Feng Jing looked back from time to time, more often than before, because he linked Chen Yan's disappearance to the throbbing of his right eyelid. He was superstitious, and had to re-understand superstition and science, man is a strange creature, when he is calm and sober, he believes in science, but when his emotions fluctuate, it is difficult to say. Some people say that it is out of control, and the premise of loss of control is more or less closely related to "superstition", because they do not want to believe and bear.

Night fell quickly, as if unconsciously.

Feng Jing was walking in the corridor with a backpack on his back, he saw Wang Jingqiong smiling at him from a distance, he pretended not to see it, and turned his gaze to the surroundings. When he tried to see if she was still looking at him, he accidentally met his eyes. This time, Feng Jing didn't bow his head again, grinning embarrassedly, revealing his four front teeth.

Wang Jingqiong shouted from afar: "Stupid." Then he shook his head up the stairs.

He heard what she said, grabbed his head and smiled knowingly, and went upstairs as well.

On this day, it was very peaceful, it seemed that a student had skipped class, and not many people had much to worry about it. The exception is only a boy named Chen Zhixiong, who runs around to inquire about a girl named Chen Yan, as if the girl is a part of the boy's body, and it will hurt if she loses it.

Feng Jing came to his seat, and when he was about to stuff his backpack into the desk, he found an envelope. When I opened the envelope, I saw a photograph and a piece of paper. Feng Jing took out the photo first, looked at it, was stunned, and after coming back to his senses, he glanced back at the surroundings and hurriedly stuffed the photo back, making sure that no one saw it, then he took out the A4 paper inside, glanced at it, and hurriedly got up, walked out of the classroom, walked down the stairs, and ran towards Chen Zhixiong's class.

"Lin Fei, where is Chen Zhixiong?" Feng Jing took the envelope and scanned back and forth in the classroom and saw Lin Fei.

"I don't know." Lin Feiniao glanced at him and turned his head to look out the window.

"Something happened to Chen Yan." Feng Jing walked up to Lin Fei and said softly, then took out the A4 paper from the envelope and handed it over.

After reading the words on the paper, Lin Fei was also stunned, and glanced at Feng Jing coldly: "Where did this come from?" Lin Fei slapped the A4 paper on Feng Jing's chest with all his might.

Feng Jing was about to explain something, but Lin Fei took out his mobile phone, turned around and dialed a number, put the mobile phone to his ear, and walked out of the classroom.

Feng Jing took the A4 paper and glanced out the window. The autumn wind swept the broken hair on his forehead, shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and followed Lin Fei's back out of the classroom.

"Feng Jing, Zhixiong is outside the school gate, come this way, let's go down." Lin Fei looked back at Feng Jing, who had his head down, and ran down the stairs first.

Dongcheng Middle School, located in the southeast of the center of Dongcheng, is in a remote corner of Dongcheng, and there is a slaughter field in the east of the Republic of China.

Dongcheng Middle School, the whole school covers an area of more than 60 acres of land, the teaching building is connected to three, the dormitory building is a three-sided ring building, there are no other buildings, the remaining field is a 300-meter oval track and four basketball courts and eight basketball hoops.

Dongcheng Middle School, although simple, but full of talents, is a key cultivation unit in Dongcheng, with two divisions, junior high school and high school, with a total of more than 6,000 students. More than 6,000 people are crowded into this 60 acres of land, which really verifies the "talent crowding".

Feng Jing saw Chen Zhixiong walking towards him from a distance, he took out the A4 paper in a panic and handed it to Chen Zhixiong.

Chen Zhixiong took the A4 paper, opened his mobile phone to take a photo, and shouted at Feng Jing after a while: "What about the photo?" ”

Feng Jing tugged the envelope tightly in the palm of his hand, not planning to hand it over to Chen Zhixiong.

In an instant, without waiting for Feng Jing to speak, Feng Jing's collar was dragged by Chen Zhixiong in the palm of his hand, and he shouted: "Where's the photo?" As soon as the words fell, the envelope in Feng Jing's hand was snatched away.

Chen Zhixiong turned around, opened the package, took out the photo, and the next second the hand holding the photo clenched into a fist and waved it fiercely at Feng Jing's face.

Feng Jing stood there like a wooden stake, and flung his face to the left with the wave of his fist. After two flicks, Lin Fei rushed forward and tried to stop Chen Zhixiong, grabbing his hands and pulling him back as hard as he could: "You won't hide!" Lin Fei shouted to Feng Jing.

Chen Yejun also came with Chen Yejun, Chen Yejun stepped forward and picked up the photo that had fallen to the ground, glanced at it, was stunned for a moment, and walked towards Chen Zhixiong: "Don't fight." Chen Yejun shouted, and then whispered in Chen Zhixiong's ear, "Chen Yan's father." ”

Chen Yan, Chen Yejun, and Chen Zhixiong are from the same village, a village where birds don't shit, but Chen Yan and his father are just a piece of shit, all involved in pornography, gambling and drugs, and they owe a lot of loan sharks, and the people in the village say that he is mixed with the underworld.

Chen Yan's upbringing had nothing to do with his father, who was raised in a welfare home. Because of Chen Yan's father, the people in the village were afraid of having anything to do with her, but Chen Zhixiong often visited her in the welfare home.

The photos are disgusting and erotic. A girl is lying naked on a wooden plank propped up by tires.

The girl closed her eyes tightly and fell unconscious.

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