That night was submerged in Taiwan a year earlier, and the moonlight spread through the streets like a demon.

The big boy next to him was crying like a child, and the lights in the small arena were bright and the singing was melodious.

I don't know why, Shen Qiong sighed softly and continued to catch up with the homework.

When it comes to this, it's been a long time ago, and people may not remember themselves, otherwise why don't they say hello in a class.

It's probably because I haven't completely let go of another person in my heart, so I don't want to be next to the relevant characters who have no good memories.

Yes, no one wants to be intimate with someone who knows their scars.

This person is still a member of the opposite sex.

After self-study in the evening, Shen Qiong had to stay and do hygiene.

I found a rag from under the lectern and ran to the bathroom next to the classroom to soak it, and when I returned to the classroom, there were several people standing in front of the blackboard. Shen Qiong saw that Zhou Maowen was also among them, and her face was slightly hot.

They didn't know what kind of poison they had been in, so they picked up a chalk brush and wrote their names, and the blackboard that Shen Qiong had just wiped clean was instantly filled with different names. Shen Qiong was in a hurry to rush home, and she was in a bad mood, so she rolled her eyes when she was angry, and said, "Can you get out of the way, I'll wipe the blackboard." ”

No one responded......

Shen Qiong was so angry that she wanted to hit someone, but thinking about it carefully, Zhou Maowen was in it, and all her temper was worn out in an instant, and when she was about to say another word to get out of the way, she suddenly lost her voice.

Zhou Maowen is writing his name one by one, with a sharp pen and three points. Although she had inadvertently flipped through the history answer sheet he had written, she had long known that his handwriting was good, and it was always more amazing than literal when she watched it on the spot.

It was at this time that the squad leader saw Shen Qiong, whose face was a little wrong, and reacted, smiled awkwardly, said sorry to her, and pushed the boys off the podium.

Zhou Maowen didn't know what to say to the boy next to him, and the laughter had nothing to do with Fengyue.

That smile is so pretty.

But when he saw Shen Qiong, the smile suddenly stayed at the corner of his mouth.

Think of something unhappy, kid.

Shen Qiong turned his back to him, and didn't see the eyes that suddenly darkened.

When I came home at night, there was a bright moon hanging in the sky. Shen Qiong said that the moon was not very round tonight, while the table mate said that it was a full moon. She retorted that the same table was still on the thirteenth day of November in the lunar calendar today, and the moon was sixteen round on the fifteenth day, but the same table had to say that it was a full moon that was missing, and the two of them walked to the fork in the road noisily, and after saying goodbye to each other, Shen Qiong took out MP3 from her pocket, pulled out her headphones and stuffed them into her ears.

Looking up, the moon is not clear, and the headphones are the music that was suspended last time, and on this cold winter night, she shrunk back and went home in the cold wind, followed by alumni who had also just finished self-study. I don't know why, Shen Qiong wanted to turn back for a moment to see if Zhou Maowen was behind, but she didn't dare, it was better not to see it than to be disappointed after seeing it, she had always been like this.

After returning home and taking a shower, Shen Qiong spread out the unfinished Chinese workbook and was silent.

After a long while, I picked up the mobile phone next to me and dialed a number.

No answer......

There was only a cold mechanical female voice on the other side, she lowered her eyes slightly, said goodnight in a wooden voice, and then hung up the phone, as if someone on the other side had also spoken to her just now.

This number is too familiar, and every number that is familiar to this is firmly engraved in Shen Qiong's heart, but since that concert, this number has never been passed......

It was Chow's mobile phone number.