Bizarre Love

Chapter 159 I have no money (1)

Jiang Ren was silent for a moment, and after a long while, he turned his head away, and said in a soft tone, I have no money.

So it's not that I don't miss you, nor that I don't want to stay with you for a while. It is that he is now penniless with four pockets added up. Shockingly poor.

And walking all the way, others looked at him with strange eyes, except for his dirty clothes, they just looked at his limping legs. He is not a wooden heart, so how can he not have the slightest feeling.

Jiang Ren himself didn't think he was ashamed, but he was afraid that Meng Ting would be ashamed.

The wind of comparison exists in all schools, and he doesn't want her to have an unhappy university life.

Meng Ting smiled and took out a card from his pocket: I have it, you gave it to me.

She didn't touch a cent of that card, she knew that Jiang Ren was short of money now. Quickly want to return it to him.

Jiang Ren didn't answer: Stupid or not? If it's given to you, it's yours. Capable men don't spend women's money.

She looked at him eagerly.

So are you leaving?

Shit, he cursed under his breath.

Jiang Ren pulled her up: Okay, let's go.

Where are you going?

Soon Meng Ting knew where they had gone, there was a video game city outside their school.

In the evening of October, there was a slight breeze.

Jiang Ren led her into the video game city. After all, it was school time, and there were quite a lot of people in the video game city. Jiang Ren's eyes were calm, and he didn't go up to the second floor. He looked in front of a slot machine.

Is there any coin, lend me one.

Meng Ting found a one-yuan coin in his pocket and gave it to him.

He stroked her hair and didn't sit down, but bent slightly and threw the coin into it.

When the bell rang, Meng Ting turned his head to look at him.

This year, his eyes were pale, his hands were propped on the game console, his face was serious, and his slender hands pulled the lever next to him. The light from the game console hit his face, giving his dusty face a special look.

The light danced and flowed on the game console, and then stopped. Three identical fat ingots appeared on the screen.

The machine spits out three coins.

Jiang Ren took one and returned it to her, and threw another one in. After the lights turned on, he had three more coins in his hand.

Then he cast a handful of big ones.

This time the machine kept spitting out, and several coins fell out. The people around couldn't help but look over, this guy is amazing!

Meng Ting had never seen this before, her big eyes were curious and ignorant. Jiang Ren couldn't help but curled his lips, and he wasn't greedy for too much, he would leave after winning a dozen or so.

There was a starlight in her eyes.

Jiang Ren teased her: Think it's fun?

In fact, that machine is very tricky. He was cheated when he was young and didn't know how much it cost to get in. Only then did he know some skills to play with it. However, if you continue to play, there is no guarantee that you will win all the games.

Meng Ting nodded, his cheeks flushed slightly: Well, you are so amazing!

His smile faded a little: Hey, I will take you to play when I have money.

They walked through the alley, which was a snack street, and it happened to be meal time at this time. The small restaurant is full of B University students. The hot steam floated in the sky, and there was a feeling of sunset.

The boss warmly greeted the college students with an authentic B city accent.

Nineteen and twenty-year-old boys and girls chatted and laughed, and it was very lively.

When they walked into a wonton shop, many people looked over. Meng Ting also saw Jiang Rong sitting in the store. Jiang Rong was chatting and laughing with her new roommate, but when she saw Meng Ting and Jiang Ren, she stared over.

Meng Ting didn't like her, so he took one look at her and stopped looking at her.

Only tables were set up outside the store, and Jiang Ren could only afford two bowls of wontons with his money.

The boss brought it up with a warm smile: Students, eat slowly.

Meng Ting thanked with a smile.

She took out the spoon, divided Jiang Ren into one, and then gently blew the heat from the wonton soup in the bowl.

The mist blurred her soft face for a moment.

Let her black eyelashes be stained with some water vapor.

Jiang Ren whispered, Sorry.

Why do you apologize? She raised her small face, and there was a smile and puzzlement in her clean pupils.

He felt distressed when he saw it: I will eat it, huh?

Meng Ting has been busy taking care of Song Huanhuan for most of the day, and by this time she was already hungry. She ate wontons in small bites, quietly and well-behaved.

Jiang Ren lowered his eyes, he suddenly remembered something that he hadn't paid attention to before. In his sophomore year of high school, He Junming and the others went to the street outside the vocational high school to eat food stalls, and Shen Yuqing insisted on following, but then the woman's eyes showed disgust.

Jiang Ren didn't care at the time, but now Meng Ting is opposite the wooden table.

He felt almost unbearable pain and distress.

At this time, he only had twelve coins all over his body, so he could only buy a bowl of wontons worth six yuan for his beloved girl.

Meng Ting looked at him, the sunset in October carried a bit of autumnal coolness.

She suddenly remembered that morning when they were together, Jiang Ren ate her leftover buns. He said to give him what he didn't want, and taught her that it wouldn't be unclean.

He was arrogant and proud, and brought her to eat small wontons, he probably felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

Seeing it softly, she scooped one up with a spoon, blew it lightly, raised it up and handed it to his lips.

He looked down and saw a pair of smiling eyes.

Jiang Ren's Adam's apple twitched: You really want to feed me?

OK.

He cursed inwardly, but still opened his mouth to eat. He didn't have to eat three bites of a wonton like her, but he ate it in one bite.

Jiang Ren looked quite natural, and waited for her to retract her hand, and fetched her a new spoon from the side.

After he took it, he saw her bowing her head and continuing to eat.

The new spoon in Jiang Ren's hand fell into his bowl in a daze.

With a crisp sound, the wonton soup splashed out.

The boss looked over in surprise, for fear that the guests would smash the porcelain bowl.

Jiang Ren muffled, lowered his head and ate quickly. I don't care about the two porcelain spoons in the bowl either.

Meng Ting couldn't hold back his laughter.

But she was afraid that he would see it, so she had to hide her face. She also blushed a little. It was the first time for her to feed someone at such a big age. The spoon he used didn't even bother her.

Meng Ting seemed to understand what Jiang Ren wanted to teach her before. Love is entanglement, never abandoning.

It was already dark after they had eaten.

Shall I take you to school?

No class tonight?

No, there are fewer classes in freshman year.

Jiang Ren agreed, after all, the night is a bit darker than the day, and he really couldn't bear to leave if he was asked to leave.

So Meng Ting led him around the campus.

Every famous university often has a thick and deep heritage. Jiang Ren never had the ideal of going to university before.

It's good to be in college.

She blinked, Why did you say that all of a sudden?