The homeroom teacher had said hello before, and the four of them were late, and the chemistry teacher directly asked them to come in.

Ban Hua glanced at Wen Qiong disdainfully. Wen Qiong's expression was indifferent, she didn't give her a trace of gaze, and sat back in her seat. Ban Hua gritted her teeth in anger.

The chemistry teacher said on the podium: "The monthly exam will be in two days, you should review it well, and ask more questions if you don't understand something......

Su Guo'er flipped through the textbook, "It's going to be an exam again, I'll take pills." ”

Wen Qiong smiled, "Me too." Her back was still aching.

The chemistry teacher said, "In groups of four, let's discuss." ”

Meng Ling poked in the back, "Wen Qiong, come, let's discuss it together." ”

Wen Qiong took the book, turned around, and put it on Xiu Qingyan's table.

Xiu Qingyan leaned back in his chair and asked lazily, "What don't you understand?" ”

Wen Qiong replied lightly: "I don't understand anything. ”

Xiu Qingyan sneered, "I know that you have always failed your grades, and it is rare that you can hand in your homework on time these days." ”

Wen Qiong didn't say anything, and glanced at Su Guo'er. Xiu Qingyan propped up the table with his hand, leaned forward, and looked at the notebook in Wen Qiong's hand, but the words he wrote were unexpectedly good-looking.

Xiu Qingyan was very curious, pulled it over, and pointed to the word "oxidation" written by her, "This is what you wrote?" ”

Wen Qiong was shocked, she was writing fast just now, and she didn't pay attention to these two words, "Write casually, imitate." ”

Meng Ling also leaned over to look, "Yo, Brother Yan, she writes better than you!" ”

Wen Qiong snatched the notebook back, closed it and pressed it under the book, "Let's discuss." ”

Xiu Qingyan suddenly approached her, Wen Qiong frowned slightly, and wanted to retreat, but the back of his neck was grabbed by him first. He whispered, "Write me another love letter." ”

Wen Qiong looked at the handsome face in front of her, his eyelashes were very long, and his breath was close at hand, this face was still heartwarming even in her eyes when she was reliving her life, but what age was she, this kind of teenager was for her, in addition to her skin, she was full of middle two breath. She met his eyes and looked at him intently, without any mood swings in her eyes, as if she were looking at a child.

Xiu Qingyan was a little impatient, "Why are you looking at me like this?" ”

Wen Qiong laughed, "I don't look at you like this, how do I look at you?" ”

Xiu Qingyan was not happy, "You used to ......" He wanted to say that she used to look at him with fascination in her eyes, and she could tell it at a glance, which also made him feel disgusted.

Wen Qiong said softly: "Xiu Qingyan, what you can't get is not necessarily the best, I won't write love letters." ”

Xiu Qingyan's hand holding the back of her neck tightened, Wen Qiongxiu's eyebrows frowned, when he saw her frowning, his subordinates let go again, and finally simply let go of her, but his hands were clasped around his chest, leaning on the back of the chair, and looking at her with a gloomy expression.

Meng Ling tried to ease the atmosphere, "Why don't we discuss the exercises?" ”

Su Guoer also chimed in.

Wen Qiong nodded and opened the homework book, "I didn't understand here, Meng Ling, can you help me take a look?" ”

Meng Ling was stunned for a moment, nodded immediately, and took out his homework book.

A hand reached over and threw the homework book directly to the side, Xiu Qingyan leaned in front of Wen Qiong and asked, "Which one?" ”

The atmosphere in the group of four froze again.

Meng Ling was a little aggrieved, "Brother Yan, don't throw my homework book no matter how unhappy you are." ”

Xiu Qingyan didn't say anything, just stared at Wen Qiong.

Su Guo'er snorted, "Men are all cheap bones." ”

Wen Qiong's grades in her previous life were not good, of course it is impossible for her to come back to study in this life, she is like a new student, she has to study everything all over again, since Xiu Qingyan is willing to teach her, she is also willing to learn, after half a class, the problems in the homework book are almost solved. She sincerely said to Xiu Qingyan, "Thank you." ”

Xiu Qingyan raised his eyebrows, "Thank you, you can't just talk about it, you have to act." ”

Wen Qiong ignored him and turned around.

Xiu Qingyan's long legs lifted, and he was about to kick her chair, but when he saw her back, he couldn't stop.

Meng Ling watched the excitement from the side and said with a smile: "Brother Yan, are you reluctant to get down?" ”

Xiu Qingyan got up and strode out. Meng Ling hurriedly followed. Zeng Ming also shouted in the back.

Su Guo'er complained to Wen Qiong, "Xiu Qingyan is really sick. ”

Wen Qiong curled the corners of her mouth, "Yes, I'm not lightly ill." ”

"By the way, how are you doing?"

"Much better."

"That's good."

Before the evening self-study, Teacher Wu called Wen Qiong to the office and wanted to talk to her alone. Wen Qiong knew that it was probably about her back injury.

Teacher Wu looked at the girl and felt that she was both pitiful and unangry, "What do you want to do about your father's domestic violence?" ”

Wen Qiong replied without hesitation: "Divorce." ”

Teacher Wu told her the real problem, "But your father should not agree to the divorce, and your mother is currently unemployed, so if you want to sue, you need to find a lawyer, which will cost money." ”

Wen Qiong said: "I know, so I go and earn." ”

Teacher Wu was a little surprised, "How are you going to earn?" ”

Wen Qiong's expression was calm, "I'll go to work." ”

"But you still have to ......" he swallowed back the two words of learning, "and you still can't delay class." ”

Teacher Wu didn't persuade much. He has basically given up on Wen Qiong, her grades have always been at the bottom, and he didn't expect her to study hard.

Wen Qiong saw what he meant, "Teacher, don't worry, I won't fall behind in my studies, but I still have to earn money." ”

Teacher Wu thought for a while, "I'll see if I can help you find a lawyer, we don't know much about this, so we have to talk to your mother." ”

Wen Qiong shook her head, "My mom won't talk about it." ”

Teacher Wu was silent. He wanted to help, but it was someone's family affair after all.

Wen Qiong said: "Teacher, you don't have to worry, I know how to do it." ”

Teacher Wu nodded, "Okay, if you need help, you can find me." ”

"Thank you."

"...... tonight," Mr. Wu wanted to say but stopped.

"I'm going back tonight, but I won't let my dad beat me again." She finally relived her life, of course, sparing her life.

"Hmm. Let's go to self-study. Teacher Wu waved his hand.

Wen Qiong bowed, "Thank you, Teacher Wu." ”

Teacher Wu's expression was a little complicated, "Let's go, let's go." ”

Wen Qiong took the opportunity to close the office door, and after walking a few steps, a figure walked out from the corner. The corridor was dimly lit, and a faint light was cast, Xiu Qingyan leaned against the wall, "Your parents want a divorce?" ”

Wen Qiong was flustered for a moment, not to mention that she couldn't ask for it in her previous life, although she didn't have that kind of mind in this life, it didn't prevent her from wanting to live a dignified life, at least in front of Xiu Qingyan, she didn't want to be so embarrassed, so she asked Teacher Wu to keep it a secret for her.

Wen Qiong tried her best to maintain her apparent calmness, "It's none of your business. ”

She continued to walk, an arm outstretched, blocking her path. Xiu Qingyan looked at her condescendingly and put his arm on her shoulder.

Wen Qiong brushed his arm away, "What are you doing?" ”

Xiu Qingyan frowned and asked, "Your father hit you on the back, right?" ”

"Who told you?" Wen Qiong didn't even tell Su Guo'er.

"I walked behind you just now, and I saw that your white clothes couldn't stop anything." Xiu Qingyan hooked the hem of her dress.

The dim corridor, the faint light, added a trace of ambiguity, Wen Qiong subconsciously took a step back, and the corners of his clothes slid down his fingertips.

"Even if it is, it's none of your business." Wen Qiong bypassed him and wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Xiu Qingyan stretched out his hand again, stopped her, and stared at her side face, "I can help you hire a lawyer, you don't have to pay a penny." ”

"No, thank you, Xiu." Wen Qiong pushed his hand away and walked towards the classroom.

Xiu Qingyan looked at the end of the corridor, and her figure turned and disappeared.

When Wen Qiong returned to the classroom, she felt some pain in her back, and she supported her head and wrote her homework carefully.

Meng Ling patted Zeng Ming's shoulder, "What about Brother Yan?" ”

"I don't know." Zeng Ming looked dazed and glanced at the back door, "It seems that I went out with classmate Wen." ”

Wen Qiong clenched the pen in her hand and did not say a word.

Su Guo'er asked in a low voice, "Did he go out with you?" ”

Wen Qiong shook her head, "No." ”

There wasn't much homework, Wen Qiong was worried about her mother, and she went back early after she finished writing, and Su Guoer also came out.

The moonlight was shining at night, and Su Guoer got on her bicycle, "Then I'll go first." ”

"Okay." Wen Qiong also rode her bicycle, she couldn't help but take a breath, it hurt too much, she glanced in the direction of Su Guo'er, and saw that the person had already walked away, so she came down and slowly pushed away.

The pain deepened the fear, and when she walked downstairs, Wen Qiong stopped, she didn't want to be beaten again tonight.

There was a sudden sound of impact upstairs, Wen Qiong was so frightened that she almost squatted down with her head in her hands, she cheered herself up, and then walked slowly upstairs. When she walked to the door, she heard Wen Ling's abuse in the house, mixed with Shang Jing's crying, Wen Qiong hugged her schoolbag tightly and didn't dare to go in. She went in, she was also beaten, and she hurt so much.

But Shang Jing's crying was loud and heartbreaking, as if she couldn't bear it anymore, Wen Qiong ran to Aunt Liu's door, "Aunt Liu! ”

The door soon opened, and Aunt Liu was stunned for a moment when she saw her.

Wen Qiong grabbed her hand, "Aunt Liu, save my mother." ”

"How to save it? I want to help too, why don't you call the police? Aunt Liu turned around to get the phone, "The police will always take care of it." ”

"But, but after calling the police, he can't be locked up for a few days, and when he comes out, he will still fight, and even get worse." Wen Qiong felt that it was useless to relive her life at this time, and she was still powerless.

After hearing this, Aunt Liu sighed, "If that's the case, it's even worse, Wen Qiong, why don't you sleep with me tonight?" I'll take your mom out later. ”

Wen Qiong shook her head, she walked back to the door of her house, the sound in the house sounded much quieter, she had no choice but to stand outside the door and wait, I don't know how long it took, the door opened.

Shang Jing stood in the room with bruises on the corners of her eyes, but she still pulled the corners of her lips and said with a smile to Wen Qiong: "Are you back?" ”

"Hmm." Wen Qiong gently touched Shang Jing's cheek, "Does Mom hurt?" ”

She felt a huge sorrow in her heart, for her own helplessness, and for Shang Jing's unclear acquaintance, if she had known that she was suffering like this, why did she have to be born in the first place.

"It doesn't hurt, come in, he's in the house." Shang Jing pointed to the bedroom inside, her voice lowered.

Wen Qiong walked into the house, her back was still hurting, and she tried her best to maintain her usual appearance so that Shang Jing would not see it.

"I'll give you something to eat." Shang Jing limped into the kitchen.

Wen Qiong followed, looking down at her feet, the white gauze oozing some yellow potion. She took the chopsticks and asked, "Mom, are your feet okay?" ”

"It's fine."

He ...... Where did he just hit you? ”

"Nowhere it was, it just touched the corner of the eye." Shang Jing scooped out the soup, "Eat, go to bed after eating." ”

"Hmm."

Wen Qiong buried her head in eating, Shang Jing rubbed her shoulders, raised her arms to expose a few scars on her waist, and the spoon fell back into the bowl, "Mom! ”

Shang Jing hurriedly shushed, "I'll talk about it later." ”

Wen Qiong looked up at the bedroom door, the sound insulation of the house was not good, and everything in the living room could be heard. She had to shut up first.

After eating casually, Wen Qiong went to wipe her body, and Shang Jing had to come in to help. Seeing the scar on Wen Qiong's back, Shang Jing cried silently, she was incompetent, she was cowardly, she wanted to die under his fist countless times. But when she thinks of her daughter, she has to live. But now my daughter has to suffer like this for her.

Shang Jing avoided the scars and hugged Wen Qiong, "In the future, your father will beat me, don't help me block it, don't ......"

Wen Qiong endured the pain, "You are my mother, I won't help you help anyone." Now you tell me, are you divorced? ”

Shang Jing opened her mouth and was about to answer. The bathroom door was slammed hard, and Wen Ling shouted outside: "Do you need two people to take a bath?" Shang Jing, come out, I haven't eaten dinner yet! ”

Wen Qiong clearly felt Shang Jing's whole body trembling.

Shang Jing pushed Wen Qiong away, "I'll go get food for your father." ”

"He's not my dad."

Shang Jing smiled bitterly and prepared to open the door and go out.

Wen Qiong said, "Mom, you wait. ”

Shang Jing turned back suspiciously, and Wen Qiong pulled her clothes up. Shang Jing was startled, and it was too late to react, Wen Qiong had already seen the exact same scar on her back.

Shang Jing's eyes flickered, "It's okay, it's not very painful." ”

"Mom, if you don't plan to divorce again, I'll die to show you!" Wen Qiong roared in a low voice, revealing a resolute determination that was all lost.

Shang Jing was stunned.

The door panel knocked again, "Shang Jing!" Lao Tzu is hungry! ”

Shang Jing turned around and stroked her daughter's hair, "Leave, I'll leave, don't do stupid things!" ”

Shang Jing walked out, closed the door closely, and with a bang, Wen Qiong heard Wen Ling's angry scolding outside, which was extremely disgusting.