Looking at Ling Tongyu's leaving figure, Huang Cen added fuel to the fire and said to the trembling Ye Zhenzhen, "Director, this Ling Tongyu is too arrogant. A little newcomer actually brought the president out to threaten you. You absolutely can't
Forbearance, she dares to ride on your head today, and she dares to take your place tomorrow..."
"Get out!" Ye Zhenzhen, who was already sensitive, was ignited by Huang Cen's unintentional words "I will take your place tomorrow"! What she was most worried about and feared was that one day she and Ye Xiner would go to their respective places.
"Yes." Huang Cen, who was scolded for no reason, walked out of the director's office angrily!
"Crack!"
Ye Zhenzhen picked up the crystal cup on the table and slammed it on the door, causing the crystal to shatter to the ground.
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At night, in the room, the table lamp on the desk is on, and the orange light envelopes the person sitting in front of the desk. Ling Tongyu is wearing home pajamas, with a thick English version of "Fashion Bible" in front of him, and beside his hand.
Holds a thick English dictionary.
However, her eyes were not focused on the book in front of her, but she was staring blankly somewhere, her hand unconsciously stroking the necklace hanging on her chest.
Unknowingly, my thoughts drifted to a place far away.
"No, no, it's not what you said." The girl was surrounded by a group of classmates. They laughed at her to their heart's content, scolding her for abandoning her biological parents and being born to be a disgusting thing.
"Go in!" I don't know who pushed her on the back. Without any defense, she suddenly moved forward, staggered, and fell to the ground. Then she heard a "bang" and a heavy sound.
The iron door was closed, and she was instantly submerged in endless darkness.
She searched everywhere with her big panicked eyes, breathing rapidly.
"Have you heard? A female classmate once hanged herself in this auditorium, so it is never used again." The prankster female classmate outside the door said loudly on purpose.
She was so frightened that she climbed up, lay on the door, banged the big iron door hard, and helplessly called out to those classmates who enjoyed teasing her all day long——
"Let me out...let me out..."
However, no one would care about her mosquito-like voice. She has always been timid. She didn't dare to raise her head to look at people or speak. She always huddled in the corner when she was bullied.
She has always lowered her head silently and let others bully her, and has never dared to resist. Therefore, at this moment, people outside will not care about her little voice at all.
"That woman died right above this door. She died so miserably. I heard that you can still hear her crying every night."
While her classmates were describing to her the tragic deaths of people who hanged themselves, a gust of wind suddenly blew, and the dilapidated window slammed shut, and the entire glass fell down and shattered to the ground.
"Ah..." She screamed in fright, fell to the ground, and leaned against the door as hard as she could. She was so scared.
It was getting dark, and the only bit of light had disappeared. The classmates cheered and the birds and animals dispersed. It was quiet outside. She was cold, hungry, and shivering all over.
Someone help her and open the door for her.
Who is she? She was confused all of a sudden. She seemed to remember that there was a big and magnificent house in her life, just like a palace, and there were many servants in white uniforms surrounding her. A man with a kind heart
The smiling woman loved her especially, held her in her arms and kissed her forehead. She lived a luxurious life like a princess.
But these memories are so vague, they seem real, and they also seem like dreams.
She couldn't tell the difference herself, her head hurt so much. She touched the back of her head and saw a rough scar, as thick as half a hand. She remembered that when she woke up, there was a lot of blood on the back of her head, and then her memory became
It's so blurry that I can't even remember my own name.
"..." The wind whistled over the auditorium, whimpering like an unjust ghost.
She stood up and ran towards the other door.
"Ah..." She didn't see the steps in front of her clearly, so she missed the step and rolled down like a ball. The hard stone steps hit her body and caused unbearable pain.
"Uh-huh..." It hurt so much that her hand seemed to have scratched her butt. She cried in pain, and tears fell down her little face, which was red from the cold, and fell to the cold floor.
She was really, really scared.
"..." Suddenly, there was a piano sound next to her ears. She could tell that this piano music was something she had heard in music class, and it was called "Heart of the Brave". However, how could anyone do it in this dark place?
Where to play the piano?
Although she didn't know much about the piano, she could feel that this person's playing was not like the one she played in music class. There was a heaviness and vicissitude in his music.
Xiaoling Tongyu stopped crying and raised her head. Her hair, which had become messy from running and wrestling, was stuck to her cheeks in an awkward manner.
A pair of big eyes shining with crystal tears were hidden behind her hair. She stood up doubtfully and looked towards the place where the sound came from.
"Pap" only heard a slight sound of consecration, and then the basement of the auditorium lit up. Only then did Xiao Ling Tongyu realize that this was not a basement, but actually a piano room.
The tall figure who spoke was sitting in front of the white piano. He was wearing the white shirt of the senior high school student in the school and a royal blue V-neck fur vest. His slender hands were freely playing on the black and white keys.
He's so beautiful.
She walked towards him and stood in front of him without saying a word, quietly watching him play. Under the light, he had a handsome face and deep eyes as dark as night, but he
There was deep sadness in his eyes.
"..." The sound of the piano came suddenly, and the boy turned around and looked at the little girl in front of him who was not even taller than her waist. There were two lines of tears hanging on her cheeks. At this time, she was opening her eyes with watery eyes.
eyes, staring at him blankly.
She was probably crying because she was frightened. He heard the prank noises and her cries that came from outside just now.
"What's your name?" he asked, his voice as clear as a spring.
But Ling Tongyu, who was only eight years old, forgot to answer his question and just looked at him without blinking. He was so beautiful. He should be the most handsome senior in this school. However,
Why has she never seen him?
Seeing her silly look, he knelt down in front of her. He was silent for a while, with a faint gleam in his deep eyes, as if he was thinking about something. Then, he looked deeply into her eyes.
One hand plucked the hair from her eyes——
This girl's eyes are unexpectedly beautiful and full of spirituality.
"Are you a student of this school?"
"..." Finally, she came back to her senses, sniffed hard, and nodded confusedly.
He raised his hand and wiped away the tears on her cheeks one by one with his fingers.