Someone Speaks Ill of You

"It's not like."

Luo Fei replied solemnly.

When answering, he looked at the textbook without squinting his eyes, so as not to cause psychological harm to the lovely young lady again.

"But...but..."

"Student Yan Yan, listen carefully and don't talk."

"But, Luo Fei, haven't started class yet."

"..."

Luo Fei had to put down the textbook and looked at her comfortingly: "Student Yan Yan, don't think about it, no matter what others say, just be yourself. When others talk about you, it is envious and jealous of you. You should feel proud and happy. Instead of feeling sad and sad, you know?"

Tong Yanyan's eyes were still blushing, Chu Chu looked at him pitifully and said: "Then...Luo Fei student, hi...do you like it?"

Luo Fei's mouth twitched, and he dared not answer immediately.

He found that although the monitor in front was flipping through the textbook, he actually seemed to be looking at the back from the corner of his eyes, and his ears were also sharp, obviously eavesdropping.

Feeling the look of expectant and eager eyes from the lovely young lady, he had to take the notebook in front of her, picked up the pen, and wrote: [Like]

When Tong Yanyan saw these two words in the notebook, Fang let out a long sigh of relief and burst into laughter.

Mu Qianxue's head turned around, and she looked at the notebook on her desk.

Luo Fei knew that with the squad leader’s eyes, as long as he scanned the notebook, he would definitely be able to see it. Therefore, the moment the squad leader turned his head, he snapped the notebook immediately and took the initiative to help Miss Tong put it in. In the drawer.

Mu Qianxue glared at him, turned his head, and continued to read his textbook.

Three lessons in the afternoon.

When school was about to end, Song Qiqi sent a note again restlessly, tapping her fingers under his desk.

Luo Fei took the note and glanced at it.

It says: [Luo Fei, I swear, tonight is really my birthday, please go to my house and celebrate it for me? You play the piano, I dance, the piano sounds and mingles, the love of the concubine, the entanglement of love, the love of the concubine, the love of the phoenix, and the spring festival together, wouldn't it be happy? 】

Seeing that school was about to be over, Luo Fei replied three words: [unintelligible]

So Song Qiqi handed over the note again, with only five characters written on it, straightforward, simple and clear: [Go to my house, sleep with me! 】

Luo Fei ignored her again.

When the school bell rang, he had already packed his textbooks.

When the teacher left the classroom, Song Qiqi was about to turn around and continue to struggle, he had already stood up and walked outside the classroom.

When Song Qiqi just turned from the right, he just passed her left.

Song Qiqi turned around, but didn't see anyone. When she was in a daze, Tong Yanyan pointed at the door of the classroom with her finger, and blinked her big eyes and said, "Let's go."

When Song Qiqi turned around and looked at the door of the classroom, Luo Fei just left the classroom.

When Mu Qianxue went downstairs and walked to the carport, she saw him carrying a schoolbag and sitting on her bicycle, carefully observing the girls in the new school uniforms.

"Does it look good?"

When Mu Qianxue walked closer, his gaze immediately returned, and he looked at her again, and looked up and down.

"Wearing on other girls, I really don't look good, I can only say that I look at the spirit. But I wear it on the squad leader..."

"I'm asking about the legs. The girls' legs you have been staring at are the girls' legs, right?"

Luo Fei did not deny, and said calmly: "Yes, girls’ legs look particularly conspicuous because of school uniforms and stockings. But not every girl’s legs are suitable for wearing stockings and short school uniforms. Skirt. Squad leader, I only discovered now that many girls’ clothes are set off by their legs. If you have this pair of beautiful legs, no matter what clothes you wear, they should look good, right?"

Mu Qianxue took out the key, turned on the bicycle, looked at him and said, "Luo Fei, what's wrong with you lately? Is it because of the body energy restlessness, or the hormonal impulse? Have you started wanting to fall in love?"

"Nothing."

Luo Fei stood up, taught her his schoolbag, pulled the bicycle out of the carport, and said: "I just saw the new school uniform and sighed casually."

Mu Qianxue held his schoolbag, sat in the back seat, raised her eyebrows and said, "Is it just because of seeing the new school uniform?"

Luo Fei got into the car and kicked up.

Two people in a bicycle, slowly driving on the boulevard of the campus.

"It also seems that the monitor is wearing a new school uniform. The monitor always wears long trousers. In my memory, it seems that I haven't seen the monitor wear a skirt, right?"

"I wore it too, but I rarely wear it. As the monitor, I have to do a lot of things. It's not very convenient to wear a skirt."

"So, I watched more when the monitor suddenly wore short skirts and stockings. It's not my fault, is it?"

"That's my fault?"

"There is also the fault of the squad leader. If the squad leader is not so beautiful and his legs are not so good-looking, I may look at it twice at most."

"Luo Fei, are you trying to please me because you are going to my house tonight?"

"Just tell the truth, I'm an honest person, the squad leader knows it."

"Heh, I thought you were honest, now..."

"What made the monitor change his impression of me?"

"Of course it's a liar."

Luo Fei stopped speaking.

Mu Qianxue did not continue to talk about this topic.

The setting sun dyed the clouds red, and the sunset clouds covered the sky.

The evening wind blows on the two of them, a bit cool, but comfortable.

The boy was pedaling a bicycle, and the girl's hair was dancing.

The two passed across the campus, and behind them were long shadows drawn by the setting sun, like traces of youth.

Back to Qingshui Alley.

Luo Fei got out of the car, handed her the bicycle, and suddenly asked, "Squad leader, how much money do you need to buy this bicycle?"

Mu Qianxue took the bicycle, looked at him, and said, "You want to buy a bicycle?"

Luo Fei said: "I can't afford it now, so just ask first. Classmate Tong Yanyan helped me find a part-time job again, and I can earn 500 yuan a night, and when I get my salary, I want to buy one."

Mu Qianxue stroked the handlebars, pondered for a moment, looked at him and said: "It's expensive."

"How much?"

Luo Fei asked.

Mu Qianxue lowered her head, fiddled with the bell, and said, "More than one thousand."

"So expensive?"

Luo Fei looked at the bicycle in front of him, a little surprised, and said, "I thought it would be five or six hundred at most. The squad leader, should there be a cheaper bicycle too?"

Mu Qianxue continued to fiddle with the bell, staring at her fingers and said: "Yes, but the quality is not very good. It is estimated that it will break after a few days of riding. And even if it's cheap, it won't be much cheaper."

Luo Fei wondered: "But when I was in the supermarket, I seemed to have seen bicycles in it. Some only cost two to three hundred yuan. Are the bicycles sold in the supermarket of poor quality?"

"Jingle Bell…"

Mu Qianxue rang the bell, then raised his head to look at him and said, "Well, the quality is very poor. I guess I can't ride it a few times. It's a waste of money."

Luo Fei suddenly hesitated.

If more than a thousand words, he must be reluctant to bear it.

Mu Qianxue stared at him for a few moments, her eyes flashing: "Luo Fei, isn't my bicycle easy to ride? Why do you want to buy a bicycle by yourself?"

Luo Fei raised his hand, touched her handlebar, and said, "The squad leader’s bicycle is very easy to ride, but after all, this is the squad leader’s thing. Many people are watching us. I’m afraid it will have a bad influence on the monitor. After all, the monitor is at school, but he is a celebrity. Behind the scenes."

Mu Qianxue was not amused by his jokes. She lowered her head and looked at his hand on the handlebar. The slender fingers dancing lightly on the keys of the piano are very beautiful even if they hold the handlebar.

"I don't care about these."

She whispered.

Then he raised his head and looked at him, with a touch of complex emotions in his eyes, and said: "Luo Fei, it's just a bicycle, my thing, you can actually take it..."

"Luo Jiajia! Why are you coming back now?"

Luo Fei's gaze suddenly looked back.

Mu Qianxue stopped talking and turned his head to look.

Luo Jiajia carrying vegetables and wearing a mask, walked over indifferently, glanced at the two of them, and walked into the community.

"Should be shopping for groceries."

Luo Fei was not embarrassed, asked and answered, then turned to look at her: "Squad leader, in fact, I want to buy a bicycle of my own. I want to ride Luo Jiajia to school every morning. In this case, she There is no need to squeeze the bus. If 700-800 can buy one, I will buy it. Can the monitor accompany me to choose one? I don’t know where to buy or the quality is good or bad. The monitor should You know?"

Mu Qianxue squeezed the handlebar in his hand, paused, and smiled slightly: "Well, of course I know."

"Then bye bye, I'm going home to help Luo Jiajia cooking, and I will go to the monitor when I have finished eating. The monitor also remember to cook and eat. Don't eat any more bread, it's not nutritious."

Luo Fei waved goodbye, ran into the community, caught up with the indifferent figure, snatched the food from her, carried it in his own hand, and talked with all his face, and went into the building together. .

Mu Qianxue looked at their disappearing backs and stood there for a while, pushing the bicycle, watching the long shadow in front of him, and walking towards the alley.

Go home.

A pungent smell of alcohol came from the living room.

Mu Shili was lying on the sofa, holding an empty wine bottle in his arms, and fell asleep.

There was a mess on the ground on the coffee table.

Mu Qianxue took a look, returned to the room, put down his schoolbag, and then went to the living room, quietly tidying up.

"Axue, Axue...wine..."

The man talked dreamily.

Immediately, she woke up suddenly, opened her eyes, looked at her back looking down and sweeping the floor, startled, and said: "Axue, are you alone? Where's the kid? Didn't come tonight?"

"not coming."

Mu Qianxue lowered her head and swept the ground, faintly authentic.

Mu Shili suddenly sat up, breathed out alcohol, stared at her and said, "Are you abandoned by that kid?"

The broom in Mu Qianxue's hand paused, then stood up straight and looked at him and said, "Dad, I and him are just classmates and friends, nothing more."

"But...you are already asleep!"

Mu Shili squeezed the empty wine bottle in his hand, his eyes were a little red: "Axue, tell me! Is that kid bullying you, and now he doesn't admit it?"

"no."

Mu Qianxue lowered her head and swept the ground.

Mu Shili suddenly stood up on the sofa, holding the empty wine bottle in his hand, and said angrily: "It makes no sense! Axue, wait, I'll go to him to settle the account! I will ask you for justice!"

After speaking, he walked quickly to the door.

As a result, he had just walked two steps, his feet were soft, and he fell to the ground with a "slap".

He crawled there, dumbfounded, suddenly opened his mouth, and burst into tears. While crying, he cursed angrily: "That kid is just like your mother. He always gives up in chaos and ends in chaos! What about me! It's so unlucky, my girl is unlucky with me too, oh oh oh..."

The tall man suddenly lay on the ground like a child, crying sadly.

Mu Qianxue seemed to have become accustomed to it, and continued to sweep the floor.

After sweeping the floor and cleaning up, she came over to support him, helped him back to the room, and put him on the bed.

Just about to leave, she looked at the knife on the wall beside the bed.

It was as slender as a sword, with only one blade, but the blade was no longer sharp, full of gaps, rust on the blade, and a few cracks, as if it would break at any time.

Looking at this broken knife, Mu Qianxue's mind once again saw the ghostly figure that night when he fought with the evil awakener.

"Dad, where did you get this knife?"

She suddenly looked at the man on the bed who was still crying and cursing, and asked softly.

When Mu Shili heard her ask about the knife, her crying stopped immediately. She got up from the bed as if showing off, staggered to remove the rusty broken knife, and said hoarsely: "This The knife was obtained by my father after untold hardships, hardships, risking his life, and countless trials. For my father, it is not only a treasure, but a memory that will never be forgotten."

"Where did you get it?"

"When you married your mother, your mother came here as a companion."

Mu Shili said with tears in her eyes.

Mu Qianxue: "..."

"Axue, what, do you like this knife?"

Mu Shili looked at her, shook his head and said: "No, this knife is called the Amber Blade, also known as the King's Blade. You...can't help it."

Mu Qianxue looked at the knife in his hand and said, "Didn't you throw away all of your mother's things? Why do you still keep it?"

Mu Shili suddenly said sadly: "That's my father who lied to you. When your mother left, she didn't even leave a pair of socks, not even a hair, but only this knife. I... how am I willing to throw it away. "

Mu Qianxue hesitated for a while, still said: "Dad, this knife is of no use to you except memories, right?"

Hearing this, Mu Shili looked at her suspiciously and said, "Axue, what do you mean? Are you going to throw this knife away or give it away?"

Mu Qianxue stretched out her hand and said, "Give it to me."

Mu Shili immediately hid the knife behind him, and said with tears: "No! Impossible! This is the only thing your mother left me. Even if I die, I have to keep it by my side. No one wants to leave it. Take it away from me!"

Mu Qianxue stared at his sad face for a moment, said nothing, turned and left the room.

Then, he took a bottle of wine from her room and stood at the door and said, "Only one more drink tonight."

"Axue! Look at the knife!"

Mu Shili jumped off the bed suddenly, waved the knife in his hand, then threw it to her, grabbed the wine in her hand, and bargained: "Two glasses!"

Mu Qianxue took the knife, turned and left, and placed it on the cabinet in the living room.

"Axue, the knife was left by your mother. You can't give it away unless you give it to...cough cough cough..."

While he was talking, he poured alcohol into his mouth, only to cough loudly.

Mu Qianxue took out the bread from the cabinet and sat down on the sofa in the living room without turning on the light, and ate silently.