Bizarre Love

"You might feel better after eating this," she said softly, "I'm going home."

Jiang Ren held the candy, and the other hand held her: "What's the matter with your eyes?"

Meng Ting was a little flustered, for fear that he would touch her glasses.

She quickly said: "There was a car accident, my cornea was injured, and I was once blind. Jiang Ren, you let me go."

He frowned: "Can you see it now?"

Meng Ting nodded: "No glare can be seen."

"Let me see, you close your eyes first."

Meng Ting was shocked, let him see it. Her eyes are now swollen, basically no different from normal people, except that she still suffers from physical pain after using her eyes for too long.

She was anxious to hit him: "No, my eyes are very strange."

Seeing her blushing, he couldn't help but smile: "How strange?"

Meng heard that it was not very deceptive. For a long time she whispered: "It's the same as on my student ID." She added carefully, "It's ugly." So don't look at it.

Jiang Ren laughed uncontrollably, he believed her evil.

However, the candy in his palm was soft, he let go of her: "You go home."

She panicked like a rabbit who was thrown out, and finally stopped walking slowly. Stumbled and ran forward.

He threw the candy into his mouth.

The sweet and sour taste fainted on the taste buds, and Jiang Ren leaned against the bus stop. The sky in City H was clear, and this remote urban area in his eyes became different for a moment.

The sugar paper was put in his pocket.

Forget it, don't watch it if you don't look, and it's impossible to be a great beauty.

Meng Ting returned home and gave the card to Shu Zhitong.

Shu Zhitong looked at her unexpectedly, and she explained: "Papa Shu, keep the rewards for the Olympic Mathematical Games."

When Shu Zhitong heard her talk about the origin, she smiled openly: "It's amazing to hear. You can take the money and buy some beautiful clothes and delicious food. Don't worry about home, Dad Shu won't let you suffer."

Meng Ting’s eyes were sour, and she had a shallow nasal voice: "I have pocket money. Take it, Father Shu."

She put the card on the table and planned to go back to the room. Dad Shu said cheerfully: "Then I'll keep it in the bank. There is a lot of interest, so I can take it out if necessary."

Shulan came out of the room. She slept until noon, still wearing pajamas.

"Dad, where did the card come from?"

Seeing her reaching out to take it, Shu Zhitong took the lead and took it away: "Xiao Lan, change her clothes to eat, this is your sister's thing, don't move."

Shu Lan was scolded and dissatisfied: "I'll see what's wrong, Dad, why are you so partial? I haven't bought new clothes for a long time."

She was angry when she said this.

Licai Vocational High School is not the same as No. 7 Middle School. No. 7 Middle School requires students to wear school uniforms. Li Cai is different. Although they also have a set of school uniforms, the school has no hard requirements to wear. Shu Lan has never worn a school uniform.

She wears her own clothes, but her family is not very good. Her clothes are far less beautiful than other girls. This age is good for comparison, and every time Shu Lan sees people wearing good-looking clothes, she feels uncomfortable to death.

Meng Ting can stand the shabby dress all year round.

Shu Lan always felt that the eyes of others when they walked on campus looked at her with mockery.

She stomped her feet and left, what's wrong with her wanting new clothes? Jiang Ren likes those girls, isn't it that they dress better than themselves? If she is rich, she must look better than those people.

Meng Ting returned to the room, thought for a long time, and pulled out the dusty box.

She opened the box. Inside are several beautiful dance costumes and a pair of white dancing shoes. She flicked them with her white fingers. These were the best things in her life. It's a pity that she never wore it after her mother died.

Meng Ting always felt that he was guilty.

She was once as beautiful and dazzling as the aurora, and she was the most dazzling existence wherever she went. She is dazzlingly beautiful on stage.

She was in junior high school that year.

On the road, there will be countless little boys secretly watching her.

"It's her, she is so good-looking, I heard Deng Qiang say her name is Meng Ting."

"I saw her dancing, it was really beautiful."

"She speaks softly, even cuter than my sister."

"Go and strike up a conversation."

...

Meng Ting's mother was named Zeng Yujie, and she couldn't help but laugh when she saw her daughter so popular: "Look, there are a few people coming home with you today." She looked back, and the group of little boys were scattered.

Meng Ting was slightly annoyed: "Mom!"

Zeng Yujie couldn't smile: "With such a thin face, what should I do if I am bullied in the future."

Meng Ting recalled this, tears in his eyes. She looked at the small gold medal that had not faded in the box, picked it up and opened the back cover, which contained the last photo.

Under the stage lights, she was sitting in front of the piano, Zeng Yujie smiled behind her, and put her hands on her hair.

The fourteen-year-old girl inside, with her soft hair pinned behind her ears, was incredibly beautiful.

This is what I used to be.

Meng Ting had been evading these things all his life until he died, and he never opened this box. If it wasn't for this game to pick her up, my mother would not have a car accident. When the accident came, Zeng Yujie hugged Meng Ting.

After Zeng Yujie died, Meng Ting couldn't even laugh for a long time.

The most beautiful light in life has become an indelible pain. There was darkness before her eyes, she never danced, and she forgot her past self.

Beautiful and dazzling, with a little pride of myself.

Meng obeyed the genius and almighty girl to become the most ordinary member of all living beings.

But now, because of the predicament that Shu's father is facing, will she overcome the psychological barriers and pick them up again?

When studying on Monday, everyone knew that Meng Ting had won the Olympiad.

Zhao Nuancheng was also stunned: "I'm going, you really took the first place, what about Lu Yue?"

Meng Ting was looking for a chemistry book, and heard the answer: "Second."

Zhao Nuancheng smacked his lips: "I'm a good boy." It's too good to hear.

The class is also talking about this, because Lu Yue is the goddess of the third year of high school. Lu Yue had a good family background and cultivated self-cultivation. She was usually like a high fairy, not touched by the mundane, but she did not expect to lose to Meng Ting, who was a class younger than her.

The girls in the class couldn't help but said, "Meng Ting is so awesome, IQ is crushed."

The boy smiled and said, "It's useless if you win, Lu Yue is so pretty. What's the use of good grades?"

The girl also whispered: "Although Meng listens very well, her eyes are indeed a pity. Hey, don't tell me, have you heard about Lu Yue and Jiang Ren? She seems to be dating Jiang Ren."

"No!"

"Really..."

The topic gradually turned, Zhao Nuancheng was so angry that he had won, but he was sympathetic. She was almost angry as a pufferfish.

For the entire Seventh Middle School, Jiang Ren became the most unique existence.

He is from the vocational high school next door, and the group of people often smoke under the ginkgo trees after school.

The dean of their school and the teacher dare not control him. I heard that he has not attended a few classes. He is rich. He is really rich. Even if he was driven out by the Jiang family, his shots were very generous.

There were not many families that could afford a small car that year, not to mention the supercar Jiang Ren drove.

Meng heard this but didn't care.

She is still thinking about how to make money.

Housing prices will skyrocket in a few years, but Shu Zhitong has already sold the house, and now the house is rented and it is still in the new development zone.

Really poor...

The Jiang family, who is a real estate agent, doesn't know how rich they are in a few years.

Fortunately, she has a peaceful mind. It doesn't matter if everything is fine. She only understands after death that the most important thing is that a person's life is safe and healthy.

When school was over, there was a roar at the entrance of the vocational college next door.

Zhao Nuancheng and Meng Ting walked together, only to realize that they were making fun of them.

Shen Yuqing is waiting for Jiang Ren.

She originally thought that Jiang Ren would come to her after some time, but she heard the rumors about Jiang Ren and Lu Yue. She couldn't help it anymore and came over on her own initiative.

Jiang Ren took out the lighter from his pocket and lit the smoke between his lips.

His smoking action was very wanton, and he looked down at her for a long while: "What are you doing?"

Shen Yuqing said: "Jiang Ren, let's start again, I won't make my own way anymore, will I listen to you?"

Jiang Ren sighed: "Not interested, go away."

Meng Tingsheng was afraid that Jiang Ren would see herself in the crowd, so she lowered her head and pulled Zhao Nuancheng away.

Zhao Nuancheng would be wrong: "Listen, you are also very excited, right? Fuck, this is Shen Yuqing, she was rejected when she asked Jiang Ren to reunite. Shen Yuqing couldn't even look down on him, I really don't know him. Who will you like in the future? Is it possible that you really like Lu Yue?"

Meng Ting pursed his lips: "Shall we go?"

Zhao Nuancheng can't wait to grow up here after watching the excitement: "Listen to you, don't talk."

Shen Yuqing's eyes reddened: "Do you really like Lu Yue? She just has good grades, but what else is comparable to me, Jiang Ren, do you have no feelings for me?"

Jiang Ren felt annoyed, and when he heard the words, he extinguished the smoke: "Do you feel too good about yourself." He patted He Junming on the shoulder, "Where is the photo of you this afternoon?"

He Junming was stunned, and it took a while before he understood what Brother Ninja had said.

He took out a small gold medal from his pocket and opened the back cover and showed it to Shen Yuqing. His tone was mean: "Shen Yuqing, if you bother you, please don't come. He likes this, don't you? qualified."

People watching the show opened their eyes wide and looked over, but the small gold medal was too small to see anything. Everyone's curiosity was suspended.

Shen Yuqing was so close, she could see clearly.

This photo is too old and the pixels are not good. It was obviously taken a few years ago.

In the photo less than two inches in size, a girl in a long golden dress put her fingers on the piano. She looked at the camera with a sweet and shy smile.

The photo faded a bit, but it did not compromise her delicate beauty.

Shen Yuqing froze for a long time, and couldn't say anything for a while.

Meng Ting outside the crowd was also stunned. She turned pale for a long time, and she knew the little gold medal. It was still in the box last night. How could it come to He Junming's group today?

He Junming chuckled, "Is she good-looking? Do you want to go back to the furnace to remake?" He likes Lu Yue, so he doesn't like Shen Yuqing, so he is not very polite.

Shen Yuqing reacted, furious: "How old is she, you guys are abnormal."

Jiang Ren became impatient: "You can't get out of here."

Shen Yuqing was also afraid of him and left with red eyes. The crowd dispersed. Meng Ting didn't know if she should be angry or afraid, she gritted her teeth, her heart pounding, glanced at the small gold medal, and followed Zhao Nuancheng.

He Junming was overjoyed: "Brother Ninja, you really don't take a look. She is really good-looking."

What was the name of the girl who played the piano last afternoon, oh Shulan. This is her little gold medal, but she didn't expect that there will be another photo behind. He looked amazing, and at the first glance he said: "Fuck, did I see the little angel." Meng died quickly.

Fang Tan leaned over and took a look, and stayed blankly: "It's very beautiful, but it looks young."

He Han listened to their discussion and joined in the excitement.

Only Jiang Ren was sleeping on the table, and he felt noisy: "Shut up."

When I was annoyed by Shen Yuqing, I didn't know why, but subconsciously remembered this photo.

He Junming handed it over, Jiang Ren did not refuse, he lowered his eyes and glanced.

He was also stunned by this look.

"Brother Shinobu, you also think she is very good-looking, right?" She has a special temperament and is exceptionally pure.

In October, the sky was clear, Jiang Ren leaned against the tree, smiling a little bit, jokingly: "I met her a few years earlier, I might..." He didn't say it, but men understood.

He Junming thought, Brother Ninja, you are a perverted beast.

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