The school beauty comrade, still mad at me?
If a whole-school blackout happens during evening self-study, it's just too hype.
Even if years, even decades pass, the things that happened in the darkness will absolutely add a bold, vivid stroke to everyone's "youth handbook."
At this moment, not just Senior Class 28 was in an uproar-the entire hallway, the entire senior year building, the entire campus was a chorus of "ghostly wails and wolf howls."
For students with no intention of studying, school had already turned from hell into heaven.
Out in the corridor, the grade director Ge Ritian's flashlight swept everywhere, and his loud scolding came from time to time.
"What are you doing! Who's hiding there! Get back to your own class!"
"Don't run! Don't run! Hey hey hey! What are you two, a guy and a girl, doing in the corner! Which class are you from?!"
"Put your pants on!"
"You still dare to run?! Stop right there!"
Su Miaomiao listened to the scolding outside and sighed. She just sat on the podium, slacking off.
In this situation, all she could do was wait for Liu Wei to handle it. As the homeroom teacher, Liu Wei carried more authority than she, the English teacher, did.
But suddenly, Su Miaomiao's body went rigid. She felt a black shadow flash before her eyes, and her calf was touched by someone.
What the hell?!
"Mommy~"
The English teacher Su Miaomiao snapped back to her senses and hurriedly stood up, so frightened she broke into tiny rapid steps, flailing her arms as she fled toward the office, her high heels clacking.
She couldn't handle this discipline anymore. Whoever wants to handle it can handle it!
Listening to the commotion around him, Zheng Yifeng couldn't be bothered and kept lying on his desk sleeping.
Suddenly, he felt a light, warm, soft touch on his cheek, like a dragonfly skimming the water.
Zheng Yifeng's eyes flew open.
In the darkness before him, figures swarmed. He had no idea who had just kissed him.
"Who?"
Zheng Yifeng touched his face and asked in alarm.
Thinking that Zhong Jincheng was sitting to his right, he quickly turned and roared in that direction: "Zhong Jincheng, are you sick in the head!!"
Was this guy starving mad?!
Unfortunately, Zhong Jincheng was long gone from his seat, and the culprit who'd secretly kissed someone had long since fled the area.
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In the darkness, demons danced wildly.
Gao Qiang, as a little expert at hyping the atmosphere, kept screaming at the top of his lungs.
Lu Yuanqiu was half-kneeling on the ground. He slowly raised his hand, finding it hard to breathe.
An extremely thick stench of feet wafted through the air-it must have been the biochemical brothers taking off their shoes while chaos reigned.
Darkness, oppression, tension, stench-all kinds of negative factors swept over Lu Yuanqiu.
He felt like he was sinking step by step into a swamp.
Fear of the dark was a psychological affliction he hadn't been able to shake even at over thirty years old.
In his daze, he also recalled that in his previous life he hadn't come to evening self-study at all, so he had no memory whatsoever of a whole-school blackout.
Lu Yuanqiu felt somewhat despairing.
"Lu Yuanqiu!"
Beside his ear, a cool-voiced girl called out anxiously.
Lu Yuanqiu's mind suddenly cleared for an instant.
A fresh, clean fragrance drifted from beside him. He turned his head, and in the darkness he could vaguely see Bai Qingxia crouching at his side.
"You're afraid of the dark?"
Bai Qingxia asked hurriedly.
Lu Yuanqiu hadn't expected that the girl, as if very experienced, would hit the nail on the head and see through his current condition.
Before he could recover, Bai Qingxia immediately helped him up. At that moment his arm pressed against something soft, but Lu Yuanqiu had no mood to feel it.
After being helped up, a warm, soft, delicate little hand immediately slipped into his palm, then skillfully turned his hand over and gripped it.
"Come with me."
The cool-voiced girl turned back and said softly, her voice very gentle, even carrying a hint of the tone one uses to comfort a baby.
She led Lu Yuanqiu from the front, and Lu Yuanqiu obediently followed behind.
For some reason, even though they hadn't yet left the pitch-black environment, walking while holding a warm hand made Lu Yuanqiu feel as if he was already not so afraid.
If twelve years ago at the bottom of that dried well, someone could have grabbed his hand like this, Lu Yuanqiu believed he definitely wouldn't have felt afraid that night.
Bai Qingxia led Lu Yuanqiu out of the hallway, down the stairs, straight to the open area on the sports field.
The full moon hanging in the night sky was bright and beautiful, scattering a ground of silver filings across the entire grass-covered field.
Although it was still very dark around, looking at the glowing moon made Lu Yuanqiu feel much better.
He lay limply on the grass of the sports field, already drenched in cold sweat.
Bai Qingxia glanced at him, wanting to keep guarding the youth, so she silently sat down beside him, her arms gently wrapped around her two calves.
She said softly: "People with nyctophobia can't stay in narrow, pitch-black places without air circulation. If they can see something bright, it helps a lot."
After saying that, she smiled and pointed at the moon.
Under the bright moonlight, the girl's pure smile was breathtakingly beautiful, like a pure white angel.
She actually didn't want to smile, but Lu Yuanqiu needed comfort. As if to further ease Lu Yuanqiu's mood, Bai Qingxia took the initiative to start a topic:
"But Lu Yuanqiu, did you know? The moon itself doesn't shine. It reflects the sun's light..."
"The topic you picked is too obscure and boring."
Lu Yuanqiu interrupted.
Bai Qingxia pressed her lips together and silently turned her head away.
The atmosphere fell silent.
After all, the two of them had just made up from a quarrel that afternoon.
Lu Yuanqiu turned to look at her: "How are you so familiar with this symptom?"
"My dad also has nyctophobia. When he sleeps at night, he has to have a little light on for him."
Bai Qingxia said softly, but her tone was somewhat downcast.
Probably precisely because of the topic of "dad," the two of them had still been in a cold war just hours earlier.
So that was it... Lu Yuanqiu pillowed his head on his arms, recalling Bai Qingxia's tone that resembled comforting a child.
Was it because she was used to comforting her dad?
Probably because he shared the same affliction as her father, Lu Yuanqiu suddenly felt much less hostility toward that man.
After all, he was someone who had felt the same pain.
"Hey, school beauty comrade, still mad at me?"
Lu Yuanqiu turned his head and asked.
Bai Qingxia sat there hugging her legs, her body looking like a small, round ball, like a dumpling.
She stayed silent, not answering.
Lu Yuanqiu: "Say something."
Bai Qingxia turned and silently glanced at him, still keeping her mouth shut, not speaking.
Fine, seems she's still angry...
Lu Yuanqiu was depressed enough to ache.
You've been giving me the cold shoulder all afternoon, and you're still not over it?
At that moment, he hit upon an idea.
Not long after, Bai Qingxia heard a low sound from beside her. She turned to look, and suddenly discovered Lu Yuanqiu curled up like a shrimp, his whole body trembling.
"Lu Yuanqiu, what's wrong?!"
Bai Qingxia's face paled with fright. She immediately leaned over, grabbed Lu Yuanqiu's shoulders, and tried to straighten his body.
After straightening him, Lu Yuanqiu was drenched in sweat-though actually this sweat was from earlier.
His lips trembled, and at the same time he raised a trembling hand to grab Bai Qingxia's arm: "I'm so scared..."
"Scared?" Bai Qingxia repeated the word worriedly. She was at a loss for a moment, then hurriedly looked up at the moon's position.
There was no other way. Bai Qingxia immediately helped Lu Yuanqiu sit up.
The youth had a broad frame; when she helped him, she used almost every ounce of strength she had, then immediately shifted backward, letting Lu Yuanqiu's upper body lie in her arms, then reached out both little hands to quickly turn Lu Yuanqiu's head straight.
"Lu Yuanqiu, look at the moon!"
How could Lu Yuanqiu be in the mood to look at the moon right now...
This is just too soft... Soft and fragrant behind him.