Bizarre Love

Only to find out that I couldn't hear it.

She pulled He Junming and shook it vigorously: Where did you hide Tingting, you hairy turtle...

He Junming's face turned dark: Crazy woman, let me beat you to death again!

Zhao Nuancheng thought to herself, hey, this long-haired turtle is quite fierce, so she slapped her in greeting.

He Junming covered his face in silence: ...

It was Fang Tan who asked, When did Brother Ren come back?

Everyone doesn't know.

Like a shadow in the dark night, Jiang Ren left silently, never saying a word to them from the beginning to the end.

Where is he taking Meng Ting?

It was raining in City H. Since it was the weekend, the streets were quiet and dark.

He wrapped her in his coat and watched the rain pour down. She moved in his arms, as if she was about to wake up.

The girl smelled the aroma of red wine, like a little lily blooming on a rainy night. The long eyelashes trembled slightly.

The sky was muffled by thunder.

This is the third time he has broken a promise.

The first time was to contact the laboratory research institute to give Shu Zhitong a salary increase.

The second time was to furnish her room.

He painted the walls himself, not very well, he never did it. He spent the whole afternoon arranging the room well, and then put the little princess crystal ball in it.

Jiang Ji was so angry that his face was ugly.

Jiang Ren lowered his eyes and said lightly: There will be no next time.

But he knew that there was a next time.

He transferred back to his original high school in city B, and the classmates all looked at his feet in shock. The way he walks is too obvious. Although those people teased and called him Xiao Jiang Ye, he couldn't understand what they said behind his back.

Only those eyes were those of Prince Junyang.

Indifferent, dark pupils, piercing and wild.

Entering the third year of high school, the whole country is reviewing. The teacher talked about Farewell to Cambridge again——

Load a boat full of starlight, and sing in the colorful starlight. But I can't sing, quietly is parting's flute; summer insects are also silent for me, silence is Cambridge tonight!

It was one of the texts she asked him to recite with a smile, and he can still recite all of them.

He looked down at the blank textbook, suddenly couldn't take it anymore, and walked out of the classroom.

Behind him was the angry voice of the Chinese teacher.

He wanted to return to her again and again. Now that it was raining heavily in H city, he broke his promise for the third time.

Jiang Ren came back three days ago.

In the No. 7 middle school where the books were loud, he saw Huo Yifeng. The high school senior who once confessed to Meng Ting is now a college student in a prestigious university.

Huo Yifeng held a bouquet of roses, proud of the spring breeze, and bought a bag of puffs for Meng Ting.

In the late autumn of October, a gentle and elegant young man. The pure and beautiful girl looks like the most beautiful silhouette of youth, and many people around her are booing. Jiang Ren didn't speak, turned around and walked out slowly.

No matter how slow he walked, his legs were different from normal people.

He put his hands in his pockets and pursed his lips tightly.

Only tonight, the sound of rain and thunder covered the hoarseness in his heart, and the darkness covered the embarrassment of his legs. Only then did he dare to carry her out of Xiaogang City. Sitting in the back seat of the car with her in my arms, isolating the whole city.

With crystal tears in the corners of her eyes, lightning pierced the sky, and she opened her eyes.

The car was very dark, Meng Ting's eyes were dim with tears, he gently grabbed the corner of his clothes: Jiang Ren.

The voice was thin and soft, and there was a cry of grievance, which made people heartbroken. Thankfully, her voice was not injured in the fire.

He didn't speak, didn't dare to speak, and kissed her lightly.

She pulled his knitted sweater, her big eyes were wet: Does it hurt?

He replied hoarsely, It doesn't hurt.

She nodded and looked up at him, her little face turned pink under the influence of alcohol: But I was so sad. I cried for a long time that day. You ignored me even when you knocked on the door.

Then I'm really nothing.

She nodded, her nasal voice became thick and became a little milk voice: Why did you break up with me? Am I not good?

You are fine, but I am not.

You lied, why I'm fine, but you don't like me anymore.

Heavy rain pattered on the hood of the car. He whispered: I love you.

His voice was so low that no one could hear it clearly, Meng Ting was so sad, she finally liked him, but he left. She couldn't help crying, crying for her four months of sadness.

She has always been reasonable, only this time, she didn't make any sense when she was drunk.

I was out of breath from crying, so pitiful.

He wiped her tears with a paper towel, and the paper towel became wet again after a while. Jiang Ren said that after breaking up with her, she went home and saw Shu Zhitong without crying or making trouble. For four months, she went to and from school on time every day. Like nothing happened.

But tonight, Meng Ting obviously couldn't tell whether she was sad in a dream or in reality, she cried so hard that her heart throbbed in pain, and she twisted together.

She grabbed his shirt and buried her face in his arms.

His chest was wet.

She hates the bad guy.

Why did he say that we have to be together when we are together, and we have to be together when he says we should share, she couldn't breathe. Pulling his hand over her heart, she sobbed, It hurts so much here. Her heart felt so painful that she could only take a small breath through her mouth.

The girl's fragrance is soft, exquisite and undulating.

He withdrew his hand abruptly.

The car next to it honked its horn and poked its head out: Damn, do you know how to stop the car? Dude, I'm going out. You stop here to enjoy the rain!

Jiang Ren looked down, she was already asleep, with tears still on her cheeks.

Jiang Ren didn't argue with the man, but the man moved a little to see the car's sign and took a breath. He drove away without saying anything.

Jiang Ren carried her to the passenger seat, fastened her seat belt, and drove towards her home.

He also knew that he only had such a little time, and he had to send her home anyway.

The sky in City H was dark, because it was raining, the road was quiet, and there were very few pedestrians on the road. The apartment she lives in is average, but safe.

Except for being drunk for a while, she is now quiet and obediently well-behaved.

Jiang Ren carried her down, the security guard recognized him and let him go.

He was hugging someone and couldn't open an umbrella, so his whole body was drenched in the rain, and he lowered his head to protect her in his arms. He walked fast, so his limp was more obvious when he walked. It wasn't until he entered that the security guard looked away.

Meng Ting woke up in the elevator, she was not feeling well, and she didn't sleep well.

The elevator goes from floor to floor.

Until the lights on the eighth floor came on, she seemed to be a little awake, and looked at him with brown eyes: Are you going to take me home?

Um.

I don't want to go home. She murmured, Jiang Ren, you will leave when I go home.

His pale knuckles trembled, but he didn't speak.

However, the eighth floor has arrived.

With pale lips, he put her on the ground and rang the doorbell of her house.

Shu Lan was at the police station, and Shu Zhitong was working overtime at the research institute. Only Shu Yang will be at home.