Bizarre Love

The mountain climbing activity of No. 7 Middle School was held in the first year, and the school leaders paid special attention to this mountain climbing. After all, after setting a precedent, it may become a school tradition.

However, the safety factor is the most worrying point for the school. After all, so many students have to ensure that none of them are accidental, and they have to take great risks.

Therefore, the whole school’s trip was divided into several days, and the twelve classes were a large group, and the head teacher accompanied the students.

The school and the Education Bureau reported it and chose a better weather to travel. There were even a few police cars and ambulances guarded by the mountain.

There was another day of class on Tuesday, and the students were all looking forward to the trip to Wangu Mountain on Wednesday.

Wednesday arrived as scheduled.

When Meng Ting set off from home in the morning, Shu's father told me: "Wangu Mountain is very high, and the old tree is on the top of the mountain. If you feel tired, you should ask the teacher for leave, do you know?" After all, the eyes are good and too tired. Swelling and pain when

Meng Ting nodded, she knew she could do what she could.

Father Shu asked her to put the thermos, umbrella, and lunch box in her schoolbag. The thermos cup is filled with warm glucose water, and the umbrella is just in case. After all, in the autumn of City H, the autumn rain will go down.

The box lunch is Meng Ting's own fried egg fried rice. Dad Shu's laboratory is very busy, and several children live independently. That year, Wangu Mountain had not yet been developed. Naturally, there was no place to sell water and rice. Meng Ting washed the white and blue lunch boxes at home, put the fried rice in them, put on warm jackets and went out.

Shu Yang also had a copy of the same thing. Meng Ting handed him the blue lunch box. Shu Yang took it in silence, turned and left.

Father Shu stared: "Smelly boy!" He couldn't help telling Shu Yang to take care of his sister.

Meng Ting laughed, and went out after Shu Yang.

They needed to go to the school gate to gather. After the monitor counted the number of people, the twelve classes lined up and headed for Mount Wangu.

Meng heard that they were in the same class, so they were ranked first.

Today, the school is humane. It only asks students to keep warm and does not require school uniforms.

A group of young and vigorous young girls set off energeticly under the leadership of the head teacher.

If there are more people, the walk will be slower, and the students are screaming like birds being released from their cages, so excited.

Fan Huiyin shook his head, but also showed a slight smile.

The crowd did not know when someone sang joyfully.

Meng Ting and Zhao Nuancheng walked side by side. From time to time, Zhao Nuancheng would turn her head to look at Meng Ting, and then turn her face blushing. Oh, she was not used to hearing to become so beautiful. In the misty mountain morning light, Meng Ting's cheek seemed to have a soft and beautiful light.

Not only was she watching secretly, but the classmates in Class 1 couldn't help but look over.

Zhao Nuancheng was a little excited when they heard them sing: "Do you know how to sing?"

Meng Ting was stunned and nodded.

Zhao Nuancheng was so excited: "I have never heard you sing, I have heard you sing a song."

The crowd is winding, and the mountains are at your feet.

To live a lifetime again, Meng Ting looked at many youthful faces, grateful for the hard-won life.

She was in a relaxed mood, so she didn't scan Zhao Nuancheng's happiness, and thought for a while: "I don't know how to sing much, don't dislike it."

She sang gently along the mountain road:

"From a high place to a distance

The fleeting joy of coming home from low

The spinning wheels carry me

I met the pale moonlight by chance"

Her tone was very light, and when the morning wind blew her, there was a kind of trembling sweetness. Zhao Nuancheng was dumbfounded for a while, she just suggested it casually, but she didn't expect that listening to singing is really good!

"Colorful road signs

No traffic warning

Under the sky

We are as light as feathers"

Sometimes it's as light as a feather for a lifetime.

Her voice was too sweet, but she didn't have that kind of tiring babbling. People who were close to her stopped singing and looked over in surprise. Meng Ting was a little embarrassed, and was a little embarrassed after singing a paragraph.

Zhao Nuancheng was so excited that she was incoherent: "Oh my God, oh oh oh, listen to you singing so good!"

Meng heard that she was a little lost. In fact, she was more talented in dancing and playing the piano than singing. However, these things have become memories that dare not touch after two lifetimes.

This is an old song from a few years ago, called "Sunny Allure", but Meng listens to it and sings it with a special charm.

The students were still excited at first, but when they climbed to a quarter of the mountain, they realized that this road was far from the way they had imagined.

Zhao Nuancheng felt that she had become a dying fish on the shore, and her feet were as heavy as lead.

"Mom, I don't want to go anymore, it's more grind than military training."

Not only the students can't stand it, but the female teacher is also panting. Even with the flat shoes that everyone wears today, the heel is still aching.

Fan Huiyin is also tired, but as a class teacher, she must set an example: "Classmates! Teachers often say that you must persist. Learning is the same as climbing a mountain. The probability of reaching the top of the mountain is as difficult as entering a good university. Everyone must have tenacious perseverance. Row!"

Zhao Nuancheng was about to vomit blood, and whispered in Meng Ting's ear: "We all understand the truth, but it's really tiring!"

Meng Ting wiped the sweat on her forehead, and the water cups and lunch boxes in her schoolbag were not light, and she could not bear it. They started climbing the mountain at 7:30 in the morning, and now it's ten o'clock, they have only climbed a quarter, which is very hopeless.

Teacher Fan took the lead and went forward: "We can go up early and make a wish, and then we can go down early!"

The students followed dejectedly, and no one was interested in singing anymore.

It didn't take long for the students in line to completely disrupt the order. Some students can't keep up.

The teachers sighed together and asked the female teacher to stay to take care of the exhausted female students, and they led the team to continue climbing. Many people breathed a sigh of relief.

Teacher Fan has always been stubborn and led the students in the first class up.

Class 1 students: "..." They have something in their hearts, and they don't know whether to say it or not.

At the end of the 12th class, Shen Yuqing had already cursed as he walked: "Climbing a mountain, it's better to take a day off." Knowing that those who are physically weak can stop, she hurriedly asked for leave, and this time she didn’t care about it. The image was gone, and I found a stone to sit on.

Then he watched happily as an example when a class was forced to climb the mountain.

Hey, the teacher in that class is exterminating the teacher, why is it so cruel!

Her girlfriend was dumbfounded and patted her with her hand.

"What, don't bother..." Her voice stuck in her throat, and she saw the teenagers following their class far away.

Her eyes fell on the young man in the front, and she lost her voice for a moment.

Jiang Ren put his hands in his pockets and put his jacket on his shoulders, with a lazy temperament. Chewing gum and follow it slowly.

He is not a student in No. 7 Middle School, but today he has black hair! A... an ordinary position!

Buzz cut!

It was the well-cut hairstyles that male classmates pulled out all over the street that year.

When He Junming saw it yesterday, his whole smile was going crazy.

Is Ninja crazy!

The black sweatpants and sneakers that Jiang Ren wore when climbing mountains. His illness made it difficult for him to restrain his emotions. He has had ADHD since kindergarten. However, it also gave this teenager the blood and strength.

Their vocational high school boys are as tired as dead dogs. His black eyes were still shiny.

Sitting on the rock, Shen Yuqing felt that she almost didn't know Jiang Ren for a while.

He has short black hair, which is completely different from the ruffian feeling when he has silver hair. It looks a lot neater, but... Jiang Ren's eyes are wild, and there is a toughness that can't be suppressed, so it looks a bit fierce, but also very handsome and man. In short, it doesn't match the bookish atmosphere at all.

He was originally a violent temper, but now he looks at people lightly, and he feels particularly strong and domineering.

He Junming was too tired, crying and crying: "No, I have to rest."

He Han smiled: "Men can't say no lightly."

"Go! Still not a brother!"

He Junming confuses his face in the abandoned army. Anyway, there are so many people that the teachers can't take care of them, and they certainly can't distinguish between these vocational schools.

Shen Yuqing showed surprise and expectation in her eyes, and she stood up: "Jiang Ren, you are here..."

Fang Tan smiled: "No, Shen Yuqing, can you keep your voice down?"

There is a threat in his words.

After all, the "bad embryos" of these vocational high schools were mixed into the mountain. Now that the team is in chaos, no one notices them.

Jiang Ren patted Fang Tan on the shoulder and continued to move forward.

Fang Tan didn't intend to go anymore, tusk, he knew it in his heart.

So they squatted halfway up the mountain with He Junming.

Jiang Ren continued to walk up.

Fan Huiyin couldn't hold it in the end. There was no way to get the students to keep going. After all, those who go up can get small flags, and those who can add fake behavior points to the class are meant to praise the spirit of tenacity.

Zhao Nuancheng whispered: "Let's step out of the teacher's vision and rest."

Meng Ting nodded, and she didn't force her to go up the mountain. The key was that her schoolbag was too heavy and her shoulders were sore.

When Fan Huiyin couldn't see it, the two of them sat down on the rock.

Meng heard a sweat and put her schoolbag on her lap. She took out a thermos and took a few sips. There was a cool breeze, and finally she felt much better.

Meng Ting took off his coat long ago and put it in his school bag. Now he only wears a thin bean-green cotton long sleeve inside, like a tender little dragonfly in spring.

She closed her eyes comfortably, the wind blowing comfortably on her face.

I opened my eyes again and saw the black-haired boy.

He stopped in front of her with a smile in his eyes: "What a coincidence, a good student."

Meng Ting looked at him incredulously, why did he follow?

Zhao Nuancheng's expression also solidified.

Meng Ting's posture was thin, sitting on a tall rock, his legs hanging slightly in the air.

The wind blew the clothes and stuck them on her slender figure.

It brings the warm fragrance of a girl, her waist is very thin, and her exposed cheeks and neck are white. With his collarbone half exposed, he raised his face to look at him.

He... his hair.

Jiang Ren noticed her surprised gaze and smiled a little badly: "I think I'm handsome!"

Meng Ting's cheeks are slightly red, why is he so shameless!

She turned her head away and didn't talk to him.

Zhao Nuancheng was afraid of Jiang Ren, and held Meng Ting's hand tightly. The black-haired Jiang Ren...so fierce. It was terrible. Zhao Nuancheng looked around for a week and found that they had found a good place to rest, but it was a rare corner.

The students either gave up or left early, anyway, there was not even a person asking for help around.

Jiang Ren looked at her bright white cheeks, as beautiful as something, it was so rare.

But I also found that Meng obediently didn't want to tell him.

Why, in front of her friend, feel ashamed to talk to him?

He raised his eyebrows, grasped her slender wrist, and pulled the person over: "Don't you want to go up the mountain? I'll take you up."

"You let go, I won't go up."

Jiang Ren bends his lips: "Don't you get any points for those who go up, good students, win honor for the class, don't you understand!"

Meng Ting felt the strength on his wrist, and was ashamed and angry: "My feet hurt and I can't get up. You want to go."

Zhao Nuancheng was almost crying when she saw this scene before her. She bravely said: "Jiang Ren, please let go and listen, otherwise I will tell our school teacher."

Jiang Ren sneered and glanced at her.

The young man has sharp eyebrows, domineering with a three-pointer.

Zhao Nuancheng: "..." Excuse me.

Jiang Ren took the bag to tell Meng Ting and hugged him, with a smile in his eyes: "You can go up with me!"

Meng Ting was beaten and hugged by him, and the sound of exclamation was suppressed in his throat.

With a deep, gentle smile on his brows, he said as he walked: "Don't say you know, or you won't be able to explain your teacher. Anyway, Lao Tzu has a bad reputation.

Zhao Nuancheng turned around and looked at the following Zhao Nuancheng: "Go back, don't mess with Lao Tzu. You won't do anything to her, but you may not necessarily follow."

He is like the worst villain in a TV series, holding a person's death hole, making people so embarrassed that they want to kill him.

Meng Ting grabbed her heavy bag in one hand and was forced to go up the mountain. She burst into tears.

There was no such thing in my previous life, what went wrong. She thought about Jiang Ren, who even dared to kill anyone, and was angry and afraid for a while.

He hugged her, but not too much effort.

Meng heard that he couldn't run away, so he had to say, "You let me down and I will go by myself."

He smiled: "You are not tired."

"Not tired."

It's so awkward.

He put her down. At that time, the mountains were green, and the towering peaks seemed to haunt a faint fairy. He could see that she was scared, and he hugged the bulging bag tightly, her eyes didn't know if it was painful or scared, there was a faint glow of water.

A seventeen-year-old girl, like a flower bud on a branch.

Didn't he all dye his hair back?

Why are you afraid of him.

Jiang Ren was irritable. He knew that there was still half of the journey up the mountain. He didn't want to go up the mountain, but just wanted to see her. He knew that she didn't think much of herself, and He Junming was right. They were people from two worlds. If he hadn't forcibly pulled her over today, she wouldn't have said much to him.

But he... he needs a chance.

Even if he was sentenced to death, he wanted to get closer.

She is so good-looking and likable. He is in high school and it is difficult to see her.

Jiang Ren followed halfway up the mountain, just wanting to stay with her for a while, and his heart was filled with incomprehensible pain.

He lowered his eyes to look at her, and his tone couldn't help but lowered: "Don't cry, I'm not bullying you, I really want to take you up the mountain. I came up once before, and the mountain is beautiful.

He didn't lie to her.

For today, he climbed the Wangu Mountain by himself yesterday.

He didn't understand why, for some things, if you don't do it, you can't help but think again and again. If you do, your blood will boil. No matter how tortured, that kind of young, unspeakable feeling has turned into an inexhaustible energy that can be stupid to fight.

"The forest guard said that there are paths on the mountain, knowing that you don't like to let your teachers and classmates see me, can I take you there?"

Hearing that he didn't mean to hurt himself, Meng nodded for a while.

So they walked forward slowly.

Jiang Ren silently took her bag and carried it on his shoulder. He threw his coat to He Junming and the others.

She is struggling to walk.

He listened to her breathing and squatted down in front of her: "I will carry you."

Meng Ting shook his head quickly.

He snorted, his black eyes staring into her eyes: "What are you afraid of? Boys are good to a girl, just because they like her and want to please her if she understands. Give me a chance to listen."

It was not the first time that she heard Jiang Ren's words so blatantly, but she had only met such a shameless person in her life.

The tips of Meng Ting's ears were red: "Could you not say such things."

"What are you talking about?" With a three-point smile in his eyes, he deliberately teased her.

She really didn't have that face to repeat it, staggering his gaze.

He knew she was unwilling, but it was still far to go up the mountain, and she would definitely not be able to go up by herself.

He returned the bag to her: "Hurry up, hold or carry, I will choose if you don't choose."

Can she choose to kill such a bastard! Meng Ting didn't want to go up the mountain. She didn't go up in her previous life, and she didn't feel unwilling in her heart.

He raised his eyebrows, his black hair was aggressive and fierce, as if he wanted to hug her again.

Meng Ting was so frightened that he quickly said, "Back."

Her tone was trembling, sweet to the heart.

He smiled softly: "Yeah."

When the two thin, soft arm loops came up, his heartbeat almost speeded up uncontrollably.

The girl's body is fragrant and soft. He feels that her sweat is fragrant. Meng Tingyue is the kind of girl that every boy wants to have.

Unlike He Junming and the others, they wore a stinky sweat after walking for a long time.

Meng Ting stayed away from him as much as possible, and the emptiness wrapped around his neck.

He seemed to have inexhaustible energy to walk.

She had never been in a relationship in two lifetimes, and died before going to university. She was very young when she died. At this time, I was angry and ashamed.

Jiang Ren noticed that she looked away, and seemed unwilling to get too close to herself. He smiled and said, "Do you think I'm stinky?"

She stayed away from him without saying a word.

He couldn't help laughing, how could he smell her. However, he explained: "Dyed hair is a bit smelly, don't mind, it will fall apart in a few days."

It doesn't smell actually.

But there was something passionate about him, and she keenly sensed the pathological paranoia that was different from ordinary people. Jiang Ren is like a **** of fire, domineering and annoying, she just doesn't like this person.

However, this person she didn't like was very strong, carrying her and her heavy bag, still walking very steadily.

Jiang Ren walked along the path, bringing the coldness of autumn all the way, listening to the fine insects in the woods.

When he walked, he got his clothes wet with sweat, and outlined the strong body of a young man.

Meng heard that it would be so far away.

When they reached the top of the mountain, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

A century-old tree that can only be embraced by three people stands in the wind, with countless small red flags flying around, but no one can have the perseverance to take them away.

Jiang Ren was the only one to reach the top of the mountain with her on his back.

He is terrible.

The young man panted and asked her to sit down under the old tree. His black pupils looked at her and couldn't help but smile: "Hey, I didn't bring any water, can I drink it?"