Bizarre Love

Chapter 123 Translation Question (1)

After Meng Ting finished the competition, there was an award ceremony in the evening. Just in time to announce the winner of the award.

She got off the stage, still in a daze.

Zhang Xiaofang hugged her: Congratulations.

Meng Ting nodded with a smile.

Zhang Xiaofang did not win the prize, but she was not discouraged: I will only be in my third year of high school next year, and I can still participate in this competition. See you next year.

Okay, see you next year.

Teacher Zhang was going to lead the team back to City H, but Meng Ting told her that she wanted to go back by herself.

Because of Wen Rui's incident, Teacher Zhang still feels guilty. Hearing that she was going back with Jiang Ren, Teacher Zhang nodded.

Being with that boy is safer than them.

When she left Swan Xiaozhu, Jiang Ren was waiting for her by the door.

The warm wind at dusk makes people slightly intoxicated. At the gate where Young Master Jiang was stationed, no one dared to come in and break the rules. The boy was very hot and was drinking mineral water. He is unrestrained and unrestrained. If you don't say it, no one knows that he is the only heir of the Jiang family.

Meng Ting understood something when he didn't see the investor, but seeing him standing outside all the time, his heart was sour.

She ran over and hugged his waist from behind. The little face was pressed against his back.

Jiang Ren froze.

Meng Ting rarely took the initiative to get close to him, except for the time when she was particularly sad and afraid. Jiang Ren couldn't see her expression, so he could only guess. He frowned, and said with difficulty: What's wrong? Didn't win the prize?

Jiang Ren was cursing in his heart, what's going on, do those people have any vision?

She shook her head.

What's the matter?

He held her arm, but she refused to turn around. Jiang Ren was really afraid that she was crying.

Meng Ting's cheeks were slightly red: Are you hot?

He was stunned for a long time, then smiled: It's not hot, it's sweating, did it smell to you?

Jiang Shao has lived for eighteen years, and there is basically no time when he is embarrassed, but he is really afraid that the little fairy who has finally caught up will dislike him.

He turned around only to find that she wasn't crying.

She was smiling, her eyes were as bright as summer flowers. Meng Ting spread out his palm, it was a small bronze medal. A ballet figure is engraved on it.

Meng Ting took his hand and put the bronze medal in: I don't have any present for you, this is for you.

Jiang Ren looked down at her.

In the warm evening, the girl's voice was sweet: Don't be disgusted if you didn't get the first place. Her big eyes were worried, as if she was really afraid that he would think the small bronze medal was worthless.

Jiang Ren's heart seemed to be tapped lightly by someone.

No pain, but violent tremors.

She is feeling sorry for him.

The corners of Jiang Ren's lips were raised, and he couldn't help but lower his tone several times when talking to her, and said softly, I don't dislike it, it's really amazing to listen to.

Her eyes were bent and brightly colored.

Jiang Ren put the small bronze medal in his pocket: Let's go, I'll take you home.

Meng Ting felt a little sweet in his heart.

Jiang Ren booked the plane ticket early in the morning. The boarding pass was printed out by someone, and he only informed Director Jiang when he was leaving. There was nothing to talk about between the father and son.

Jiang Ren said, I'm leaving.

Director Jiang has nothing to do with him: Get out, get out quickly.

Jiang Ren was in a good mood and just smiled.

He looked at the curious Meng Ting with bright eyes, took the phone away from his ear, and couldn't help teasing her: Look at what I'm doing, do you want to say hello to our dad? He didn't wait for Meng Ting Responding, hold the phone to her ear.

The metal shell still has the temperature of a teenager.

She froze.

Jiang Ren smiled a little ruffian: Good boy, call Dad.

Meng Ting's ears were red, she reached out to push him, telling him not to.

Jiang Ren held her little hand: Hurry up, Dad is waiting.

Meng Ting was really afraid that the other side heard it, she really wanted to beat Jiang Ren to death.

She bit her lip and said softly and politely, Hello, Uncle Jiang. She was unprepared, so she could only greet Uncle Jiang first. It was the first time in her two lives that she came into contact with Jiang Ren's father, and it was so sudden.

She waited for a response, her small face was worried and serious, a little aggrieved, and extremely nervous. Too cute.

Jiang Ren couldn't help laughing out loud.

He laughed so that his chest trembled slightly, there was no sound for a while, Meng Ting looked at him blankly.

Jiang Ren turned over the phone and showed it to her.

It turned out to be hung up long ago.

Meng Ting was so angry that he wanted to hit him.

Meng Ting, why are you so cute?

Why are you so bad, Jiang Ren.

He said, Why didn't you call Dad?

Meng Ting was so ashamed: That's your father.

He just smiled: Well, my dad.

Jiang Ren had no luggage, and took Meng Ting's small suitcase. The other hand stretched out: Take me.

She wanted to laugh a little.

His eyes were clearly looking forward to it, but his tone was extremely domineering. As if she had to do it if she didn't.

Are you nervous, Jiang Ren?

Meng Ting's long eyelashes drooped, and she glanced at her slender and fair fingers. She thought about how he purposely coaxed herself to call her dad just now, and stretched out his hand hesitantly, but before touching his palm, she retracted it, turned her back and raised her eyes to see his reaction.

Jiang Ren looked down and saw a smile in her eyes. Her long eyelashes were like crow feathers, and there was a little pride in her brown eyes.

As if to say, you deserve it, you bastard.

He laughed too.

Hold. It's cute.

When he left City B alone last year, there was blood on the corner of his mouth. In the busy street in the early morning, I smoked for half the night. Then he boarded the plane in silence.

At that time he did not know where to go.

Later, he randomly picked City H where He Junming's company moved.

The night in City H was quiet, and even one of the street lamps was broken.

He sneered, crushing out the cigarette butt with the toe of his shoe.

But this time, his heart was about to die of sweetness. For the first time, I felt a sense of belonging to a city. Because the most beautiful girl in the world is sleeping on his shoulders.

He dared not move.

Meng Ting was tense for several days, and was very tired from dancing.

Her long eyelashes were lowered, casting a shallow silhouette under the faint light of the aircraft. The sound of breathing is also light.

Jiang Ren sent out a text message with one hand, asking someone to pick up the checked luggage.

He picked her up and got off the plane.

Meng Ting woke up and rubbed his eyes: Is it there yet?

Well, you continue to sleep.

Meng Ting was embarrassed to go back to sleep, but she was also very happy when she returned home. After all, the city of my hometown sounds warm in my heart.

Just in the early morning, a whole small seaside city ushered in sleep.

When Meng Ting came home, the lights in the entire neighborhood were turned off.

There is only one cat that travels at night, the cat's eyes are particularly bright in the dark, and it runs into the grass when it sees someone.

Meng Ting said softly: I'm going home, you should go home too, Jiang Ren.

This is their third morning together. Jiang Ren subconsciously tightened his hand, and then let it go as if nothing had happened. He smiled and said, Okay.

When she went upstairs, Jiang Ren still didn't look back.

He didn't sleep last night, and he didn't dare to sleep tonight.

The faint lights on the third floor came on, and then went out after a while.

Meng Ting may not know how he looked at her window sill this year in his entire life.

The heart was beating vigorously and regularly, but faster than most of the time.