How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight Chapter 166

   Chapter 166 Walking into the morning fog and falling into the twilight clouds (2)

  The foggy blue curtains tightly blocked the outside sunlight. The room was furnished with few decorations, making it seem empty and monotonous. All kinds of books were meticulously placed on the bookshelves, and everything in this room was neatly arranged.

   In the middle of the big bed is a sleeping person curled up. Her black hair is slightly longer, her skin is almost transparent, and the pale one has no trace of blood. She seems to be very insecure, and she is curled up even when she sleeps.

   Eight o'clock.

Wen Xien woke up on time at eight in the morning, got up and dressed, folded the quilt and opened the window, brushed his teeth and washed his face. It took twenty minutes in total, no more than one second, no less than one second. In an instant, the door was opened from the inside.

  Her beautiful eyes have no color, they are empty and full of machinery, and with a shocking beauty, she is like a delicate doll without a trace of popularity.

   Bai Nen's beautiful feet stepped on the cold floor.

  The girl's gentle voice sounded, "En, it's time to eat."

   Wen Xien didn't speak, but Qiao Ling knew that she had heard it, so she closed the door again, because Wen Xien didn't like others entering her private space, otherwise her temper would become extraordinarily restless.

   Qiao Ling knew Wen Xien's temperament, so she usually shouted outside, and Qiao Ling would not go in without Wen Xien's consent.

   Downstairs, he sat down at the dining table. Qiao Ling, who was waiting for Wen Xien to hear the sound, raised his head slightly, and saw Wen Xien walking down in a school uniform, sitting silently in the position closest to her.

  According to people's previous habits, Wen Xi'en took a spoon and chopsticks to eat breakfast, a spoonful of porridge, a mouthful of eggs, a mouthful of milk, chewed slowly, and acted in a standard and orderly manner.

   Seeing people eating not far away, Qiao Ling withdrew her gaze. She was not stunning, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, completely different from Wen Xien, who was pale and beautiful.

  Qiao Ling has been paying attention to Wen Xien's movements from the corner of his eyes. Just halfway through the meal, Qiao Ling felt that the person beside him put down his chopsticks and spoon, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and looked at one place in a daze in silence.

   She immediately put down her chopsticks and asked, "Enen is full, right?"

  Wen Xien's appearance is extremely delicate, with bright eyes, beautiful nose, red lips and white teeth. Her complexion is very white, which is different from the healthy white, but the porcelain white that has not been seen for a long time and is suffocated alive.

   She lowered her long eyelashes slightly, and her delicate and picturesque brows showed this melancholy, she nodded lightly.

Qiao Ling was worried when she saw that she didn't eat two bites of breakfast at all, but she didn't show it, she pretended to be uncomfortable, "Is it because my sister did a bad job, so I didn't eat it all, right? It's all my sister. not good."

   Wen Xien, who had been silent, raised her eyes, she was silent for a long time, and Qiao Lingchao looked at Wen Xien patiently.

   "Sister...Okay." Because he rarely spoke, Wen Xien's words were a little distorted, and his tone was a bit strange.

   Wen Xien said a word and didn't say any more. Instead, he picked up the spoon and continued to eat the unfinished breakfast.

   Qiao Ling showed a happy smile, her smile was very healing and infectious.

   "Enen is really good."

   After breakfast, Qiao Ling personally took Wen Xien to the bus station.

   Witnessing Wen Xien getting into the car, Qiao Ling was willing to leave.

  Wen Xien was originally a place where she was extremely afraid of people. She sat silently in the corner by herself, with her head down and her schoolbag in both hands.

   Wen Xien's school is one of the best in the county. The tuition is expensive, but the educational qualifications are excellent. Many college students are graduating from this school.

   "Yo, the little princess is out."

"Hahaha."

   "Looks like a bitch."

   "Isn't he a **** in the first place?"

   Wen Xien's body trembled slightly. She hugged the schoolbag in her arms. In the eyes of outsiders, Wen Xien was trembling with fear.

   So the laughter intensified.

   This is a guy who casually said that the original character is cowardly like a bitch. In addition, Wen Xien never speaks, and she doesn't care when others talk to her, so she is often bullied.

  Wen Xien entered the classroom under the malicious shove of a group of boys.

  The students in the class watched, no one came to stop them, they all watched the farce as if they were watching a play.

   Wen Xien looked at his position.

  The stool is covered in chalk ash.

   Wen Xien stopped, no matter how the boys behind him pushed him, he would not sit there.

   The class bell rang, and the classroom returned to silence.

Teacher    walked in, caught a glimpse of Wen Xien still standing, raised his eyebrows, and ignored it.

  Because of Wen Xien's extremely eccentric nature, even the teacher gave up on her.

   Wen Xien took out a wet towel from his schoolbag, wiped the dust off the stool, and sat down.

   There was a tablemate next to her, even if there was such a big commotion in the class, he still slept soundly.

  The boy has an inch board head, a tall stature, and a star-shaped eyebrow. He closes his eyes, like a sleeping lion.

   Although the two of them are at the same table, they have never spoken a word since the beginning of the school year. Even if they did, Feng Yansheng sat inside and said, "Let me go."

   At this time, Wen Xien will let go, and then there is no communication.

   This boy was sleeping, but no teacher dared to wake him up.

  Feng Yansheng played games until 4:30 in the morning yesterday, got up at 8:00, rushed to the classroom and went to bed.

   When he woke up, he hid under the table with his earphones and played with his mobile phone. After school, he stood up energetically and said to the tablemate who lowered his head, "Let me go."

   The hair at the same table was very black and looked soft, and the exposed neck was very white. Feng Yansheng could almost see the dark blue blood vessels through the thin skin.

   The slender deskmate got up and gave up a seat, she lowered her head, Feng Yansheng couldn't see her face clearly, but he didn't care, he ran out of the classroom with a schoolbag in one hand.

   He was the first to rush out of the classroom, and he was always the most active when school was over.

   Wen Xien sat down and slowly stuffed the book into his bag.

   A shadow suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, Wen Xien's movements stopped, she did not dare to raise her head, but her fingers curled up uneasy.

   "Sissy?"

  's deep and youthful voice with laughter, and the end sound falls, full of undisguised malice and ridicule.

   (end of this chapter)

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