Shen Shiqing carried the food box out of the house, handed the food box to Aunt Sun, and stood outside alone for a long time.

It's dark.

It's cold too.

Shen Shiqing looked up at the moon in the sky as if she didn't know about the cold, blinking her eyes.

The dark and cold darkness used to be what she feared the most.

Darkness can swallow everything, but it can't swallow the moon high above, even if it is covered for a while, it is only the bright moon covering the dust, not for long.

But because of him, she fell in love with such a night, in love with such a moonlight.

She will always remember that year, that night, it was also such a cold night, such a cold moonlight.

He is as evil and arrogant as ever, his peach blossom eyes are always picked up improperly, and he has a playful smile, and he doesn't look like a brother at all.

That evening, still at the Chu family, she quarreled with Ye Xiaojun.

Shen Yunfan pushed her, and she fell into the lake.

The artificial lake is very shallow, but she can't stand up at all, and she is thrashing in the lake.

When she was rescued by the servant, she wiped her tears, ran to complain to her parents, and sued Shen Yunfan fiercely.

What she didn't expect was that she faced not the comfort of her parents, but the reprimand.

Accusations are face-sliding.

She was small, like a chicken in soup, stubbornly looking at her parents, not saying a word, but people kept trembling.

He refused to shed a single tear.

Later, she was carried back by her grandmother and changed her clothes.

That night, she squatted by the small lake and cried for a long, long time, crying out all her grievances.

She cried so forbearantly, she cried sadly, and in the end she had no strength to cry.

From then on, she really understood that she was actually the same as her sister, and she was never the special one.

The young man walked slowly and looked condescendingly at her crying little face.

The peach blossom eyes of the soul hooked up, and the corners of his mouth pursed an evil smile, revealing a hint of casualness: "Crying like a flower cat and still crying?" Don't cry, it's not worth it. ”

Don't cry, it's not worth it.

She thought she would never forget it for the rest of her life, under the cold moonlight, the evil and lazy young man put his hands behind his back, bowed his head and told her, don't cry, it's not worth it.

That scene was like a movie film, deeply imprinted on her heart.

Well, she doesn't cry.

Even after so many years, she never cried again.

Shen Shiqing blinked, blinking away all the mist, she didn't want the white moonlight she cherished the most to be defiled by the useless Shen Mengjun.

They forced it.

They forced it.

So there's nothing wrong with what she's doing, there's nothing wrong with that.

She just wants to be good, but everyone wants to force her.

She obviously didn't want to, why did she have to force her?

After a long time, Shen Shiqing returned to the room coldly.

All night, she was cold all over, she couldn't cover it hot, it was as cold as her heart.

Shen Shiqing didn't cover it hot, and Ye Xiaojun didn't cover it either, but she had the foresight to make a cup of hot water and put it in the quilt.

It's too late to learn.

Chinese English can always be learned quickly, and you can memorize it after reading it twice, but math is different.

Obviously, she can memorize those formulas, but she can't figure out which one is in front and which one is behind.

Originally, she was still full of confidence, and she had almost finished reviewing the formulas in the books in junior high school, and she was super familiar with memorization.

Today is the first time to start doing the question, Ye Xiaojun just wants to scold MMP, it's really difficult.

The form is flexible, focusing on abstract logic, even if Ye Xiaojun has an excellent memory, he doesn't know how to use those formulas.

Change the format and immediately be dumbfounded.

Ye Xiaojun is completely on the same page as a math textbook.

In a fit of rage, he slept with math as a language.

As for the rest, she couldn't care so much.

Well, that's right, just slept.

So Ye Xiaojun lay on the bed with a hot water cup in her arms and slept hard in the math textbook.

It's really bitter and hateful.

I want to crush it.