Chapter 165 Walking into the morning fog and falling into the evening clouds (2)

The foggy blue curtains are tightly blocking the sunlight outside. The room has few decorations, making it look monotonous. Various books are meticulously placed on the bookshelf, and everything in this room is neatly arranged.

A sleeping person was curled up in the big bed in the middle. Her black hair was slightly long, her skin was almost transparent, and she was pale without a trace of blood. She seemed to feel very insecure, and she even curled up when she was sleeping.

Eight o'clock.

Wen Xien woke up on time at 8 o'clock in the morning, got up and put on clothes, folded quilts and opened windows, brushed his teeth and washed his face. The total time required was twenty minutes, not more than one second, not more than one second. At the moment when the second hand pointed at 8:20, the door was opened inside.

Her beautiful eyes have no color, are empty and mechanical, and are paired with shocking beauty, like a delicate doll that has no popularity.

Her white and beautiful feet stepped on the cold floor.

The girl's gentle voice sounded, "Yeah, I'm having dinner."

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 to enter her private space, otherwise her temper would become particularly irritable.

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

Qiao Ling, who was waiting for Wen Xien, heard the noise. He looked up slightly and saw Wen Xien walking down in a school uniform, sitting in the closest position to her without saying a word.

According to people's past habits, Wen Xien took a spoon and chopsticks and ate breakfast. A spoonful of porridge, an egg, and a bite of milk. He chewed slowly and ate slowly, and his movements were standard and orderly.

Seeing the eating behavior of people not far away, Qiao Ling withdrew her gaze. She was not stunning, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and looked completely different from Wen Xien, who had a pale face and a bright face.

Qiao Ling kept paying attention to Wen Xien's movements. As soon as he was halfway through the meal, Qiao Ling felt that the person at hand put down the chopsticks and spoons in his hand, wiped his mouth with the tissue at hand, and looked silently at a place in a daze.

She immediately put down the chopsticks and asked, "Yeah, are you full, right?"

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

She lowered her long eyelashes slightly, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes were filled with melancholy. She nodded gently.

Qiao Ling felt a little anxious when she saw that she didn't eat a few bites of breakfast at all, but she didn't show it. She pretended to be uncomfortable, "Is it because my sister didn't do it well, so I didn't eat it all right? It's all bad for my sister."

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... OK." Because of his seldom speaking, Wen Xien's pronunciation became a little twisted, and his tone was a bit strange.

Wen Xien said something and said nothing more. Instead, his predecessor picked up a spoon and continued to eat the unfinished breakfast.

Qiao Ling smiled happily, and she smiled very healing and infectiously.

"Yeah, so well-behaved."

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

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

Wen Xien was originally a place that was extremely afraid of the crowds. She sat alone in the corner, lowering her head and holding her schoolbag with her hands.

Wen Xien's school is one of the best in the county. The tuition fee is expensive, but the education qualification is excellent. Many college students graduate from this school.

"Oh, the little princess is out."

"Hahaha."

"Look like a woman."

"Aren't he just a foal?"

...

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

So the laughter became even worse.

This is a boy who casually said that the original character was cowardly like a woman. In addition, Wen Xien never talked and she ignored others' words, so she would be bullied often.

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

The students in the class watched, and no one came to stop him, and they all watched the farce like they were watching the show.

Wen Xien looked at his position.

The stool was covered with chalk gray.

Wen Xien stopped and no matter how the boy behind pushed him, he would not sit down no matter how he said it.

The class bell rang and the classroom returned to quiet.

The teacher walked in and saw that Wen Xien was still standing, raised his eyebrows, and ignored him.

Because Wen Xien's personality is extremely strange, even the teacher gave up on her.

Wen Xien took out a wet wipe from his schoolbag, wiped the dust off the stool before sitting down.

There was a deskmate next to her. Even if there was such a big noise in the class, he still slept soundly.

The boy has a squinted head, tall figure, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He closed his eyes, like a sleeping lion.

Although they were deskmates, they had never said a word since the beginning of school. Even if they were talking, Feng Yansheng sat inside and then said, "Give it a minute."

At this time, Wen Xien would give in and never communicated again.

This boy just went to bed, but no teacher dared to wake him up.

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

When he woke up, he hid under the table with his headphones and played with his cell phone. After school, he stood up in full spirit and said to his deskmate who was lowering his head, "Give it a minute."

My deskmate's hair is very dark and soft, and his exposed neck is very white. Feng Yansheng can almost see the dark blue blood vessels inside through his thin skin.

The thin deskmate stood 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 his schoolbag in one hand.

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

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

A shadow suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. Wen Xien paused her movements. She didn't dare to raise her head, but her fingers curled up uneasy.

"Sister?"

The low and immature voice was filled with laughter, and the ending sound fell, full of unconcealed malice and ridicule.
Chapter completed!