Chapter 251 The Pseudo-Student's Black Moonlight Goddess 02
As night fell, the bell rang for the end of evening study. Students, who had packed up early, poured out like a tide, instantly filling the previously quiet corridor.
Zhuang Yan casually slung his schoolbag over one shoulder, his posture somewhat lazy. He followed the crowd slowly, heading out of the school, as if the surrounding noise had nothing to do with him.
When he walked into an alley, he suddenly stopped. His voice was cold, "Since I promised to keep it a secret for you, I won't tell anyone, so you don't have to follow me."
Shen Xinran knew he was talking about her, so she ran up to him and said with a faint smile, "Have you forgotten? This is also my way home."
Zhuang Yan stopped talking and continued forward.
Shen Xinran quickly caught up, laughing as he walked: "It's too boring to go back alone, I'll go with you."
Zhuang Yan chuckled, "You're coming with me? Aren't you afraid that your classmates will find out that you also live in the slums in the west of the city?"
Shen Xinran smiled awkwardly. Because Qiao Zixiao was worried that her address would be discovered, she always finished her homework in the classroom and was the last one to leave after all the classmates had left.
Zhuang Yan's steps were firm and steady, and his strides were very long. Shen Xinran could only jog to barely keep up.
She tugged at the corner of Zhuang Yan's clothes and said pitifully, "Please wait for me. I'll be scared if I go back alone."
Zhuang Yan stopped, glanced at Shen Xinran, and asked, "Then why weren't you afraid in the past two years?"
The girl's eyes were clear and bright, and her long eyelashes were like small fans, slightly curled up.
Shen Xinran blinked and said innocently, "Don't you know? There's been a bunch of idle yellow-haired guys on this road lately. I heard they're students from a vocational school, and they specialize in robbing weak women like me."
Zhuang Yan's eyes flickered, and he stopped talking, but his steps began to slow. Shen Xinran knew that this was Zhuang Yan's signal that he agreed to let her follow him. She stepped on Zhuang Yan's shadow and continued forward.
The dim light softly fell on the two of them, stretching their shadows out. They walked together, but silently, with only a quiet atmosphere quietly filling the air.
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There are old buildings in the west of the city. It is a forgotten corner on the edge of the city. The stairs here are narrow and steep, each step is severely worn, and the iron handrails are rusty.
The corridor was dark, with only the occasional light peeking through the crack in the door, bringing a touch of warmth to the gloomy space. Zhuang Yan lived on the fifth floor, while the Qiao family lived on the fourth.
When Shen Xinran opened the door, the sound of the TV filled the entire living room. She shouted towards the kitchen, "Mom, I'm back!"
An extremely gentle female voice immediately came from the kitchen, "Your father hasn't come back yet, let's wait for him to come back before eating. There is some fruit in the refrigerator, you can eat some fruit to fill your stomach first!"
Shen Xinran smiled sweetly and replied, "Okay."
After saying that, she carried her schoolbag and walked into her room.
At this moment, a complaining voice came from the sofa, "Mom, I'm hungry too, why did you only tell her there was fruit!"
Xia Qinghong turned her head and glared at her youngest son who was watching TV on the sofa. "What am I telling you? You don't like fruit."
Qiao Qihao curled his lips and said, "I like eating crayfish, why don't you buy some for me!"
Xia Qinghong nodded readily, "Okay, I'll buy it for you tomorrow!"
When Shen Xinran returned to her room, she noticed her desk was a mess. So, she opened the door again and asked Xia Qinghong, "Mom, did you come into my room today?"
Xia Qinghong shook her head subconsciously, "No."
But she suddenly remembered something and nodded immediately with a stiff smile on her face: "I cleaned up for you today, is there anything wrong?"
Shen Xinran frowned tightly, and then turned her gaze to Qiao Qihao on the sofa. Qiao Qihao's eyes were erratic, and he didn't dare to meet her gaze at all. Shen Xinran understood everything in an instant.
She walked straight to the sofa and asked Qiao Qihao, "Did you go through my things?"
Qiao Qihao was so frightened that his face turned pale and his speech became stammering. "I flipped over, what can you do to me!"
After saying that, he hurriedly jumped behind the sofa.
Shen Xinran's face was filled with anger. She reached out and grabbed Qiao Qihao's hair. "Didn't I tell you not to enter my room, let alone look through my things?"
Qiao Qihao was being pulled by his hair, unable to move at all. He could only cry out to Xia Qinghong for help, "Mom, please take care of her!"
But Xia Qinghong acted as if she didn't hear anything. She walked to the window and muttered to herself, "It's been so long since the shift change, why hasn't your dad come back yet?"
Qiao Qihao's voice echoed in the air. He felt helpless and could only shout desperately: "Mom, I want to report it. My sister received two more love letters last week!"
Shen Xinran's actions were swift and decisive. She covered Qiao Qihao's mouth with one hand and clenched her other hand into a fist, hitting Qiao Qihao. "I let you rummage through my things, and I'll beat you to death today!"
Qiao Zixiao has been beautiful since she was a child. In order to prevent her from being bullied, her father sent her to learn Taekwondo. At the age of fifteen, Qiao Zixiao successfully obtained a first-degree black belt in Taekwondo.
She was quiet and gentle at school, but at home she was a hot-tempered older sister. But it wasn't her fault, it was just Qiao Qihao's fault for asking for a beating.
Maybe it's a common problem among all younger brothers, but Qiao Qihao likes to sneak into Qiao Zixiao's room and look through her things.
Every time he was discovered, Qiao Zixiao would get so angry that she would chase him and beat him, but Qiao Qihao seemed to enjoy it and never changed.
With his mouth covered by Chen Xinran, Qiao Qihao's voice became unclear, but he still insisted and read out the contents of the love letter:
"Dear Qiao Zixiao, from the moment I first saw you, you were like a ray of light shining into my life. Your smile was so bright, it seemed to dispel all the haze..."
Shen Xinran's shame and anger reached their peak. She pressed Qiao Qihao under the sofa and beat him even harder. "Shut up!"
With the sound of the key turning, the door opened.
Qiao Qihao seemed to have seen a savior. He stretched out his hand to the man at the door and cried out with a hint of hope and a tone of pleading, "Dad, help! Qiao Zixiao is going to beat me to death."
Shen Xinran patted Qiao Qihao's head fiercely and snorted coldly: "Qiao Zixiao is someone you can call me, call me sister!"
Qiao Hong at the door glanced at the two people on the sofa, stunned for a moment, then he touched his head, "Oh, I suddenly remembered that I left something in the car, I'll go get it."
Xia Qinghong glanced at her two children fighting, then glanced at her husband's back. After a moment's silence, she quickly followed her husband and said, "I'll go with you."
As the door closed, Qiao Qihao's cries became more desperate and helpless: "Mom and Dad, you have no heart!"
The old building's sound insulation was not very good, and Qiao Qihao's urgent cries for help were like penetrating thin paper, easily floating upstairs.
When Zhuang Yan heard this, a scornful smile appeared on his lips. "What are you talking about being afraid of? The ones you should be afraid of are those yellow-haired people!"
After saying this, Zhuang Yan put on his headphones, shutting out the outside noise and immersing himself in his own gaming world. The tranquility of the Zhuang family was like a stagnant pool of water, forming a sharp contrast with the bustling Qiao family.
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