When Meng Ting heard the word Jiang Ren, his whole body froze.

Time seemed to be getting very slow, and she could feel the burning temperature around her breath.

She was so scared that she didn't care about the water on her eyelashes and hurriedly opened her eyes.

At that time, at dusk, the sunset shone on Huicui Building in a slanted manner. A silhouette fell.

The warm yellow light, he held her face and watched her open his eyes.

It is hard for Jiang Ren to describe how he felt at that moment.

For the first time in his life, he was like a slow-thinking idiot. When the fingertips of her cheeks were numb. The numbness gathered into a stream, hitting the heart. He lost all his strength, as if he was about to drown in such numbness.

The exquisite girl in the photo I had seen in the past became vivid.

Her appearance as she grew up became Meng Ting at this moment.

Her brown eyes reflected his appearance at this moment, stunned, stunning, and madly invisible.

In the past, everyone laughed at her eyes as if it became a joke in an instant.

She had a pair of beautiful eyes, pure and transparent, and whether she smiled or not, she was filled with starlight. Just like that night in Xiaogang City, he joked to look at her for ten seconds, and at that moment the beauty she saw through the hazy gauze curtain.

His mind was almost blank. When Meng Ting suddenly pushed him away in annoyance, he only had the fact that he fucked.

Damn, he's finished.

My heart was so pounding that it couldn't stand it. It was exactly the same as when the disease occurred. However, he did not have the urge to be violent. When he touched her fingertips, he felt an indescribable pleasure.

Meng Tingsheng didn't want to pull Shulan, who was dressed in a mess, and beat him up.

She squatted down in panic and picked up her glasses. The pair of blind glasses that had been with her for three years were only a pitiful skeleton and broken lenses left. She suddenly felt powerless.

The fierce girls looked at Meng Ting blankly.

Meng Ting picked up the frame and stood up, knowing that this thing is scrapped and cannot be used.

Shu Lan met her gaze with a little dullness and a slight resentment. Meng Ting suddenly realized at this moment that this cheap sister had no longer liked her since she was a long time ago.

Meng Ting didn't dare to look at Jiang Ren's eyes at this moment.

She pursed her lips, and didn't think about seeking justice or unfairness.

Jiang Ren will be a murderer in the future!

She thought about it and felt a little broken and wanted to cry.

Hide and hide, fate is like a joke, bringing everything back to its original place.

When she was walking to the gate of Licai School without saying a word, she met He Junming and Fang Tan who were following him.

After she walked several steps, He Junming widened his eyes and chased her. After a while, he swallowed with difficulty: "That beauty looks familiar." He is so beautiful. He is the most beautiful girl he has ever seen.

He Han originally wanted to tease that you would feel familiar when you see a beautiful girl, but when you saw Meng Ting, he was also confused: "She is the person on the gold medal."

They all think it's really beautiful, beautiful! A pure and beautiful girl.

However, it's not just this familiar one.

He Junming was so disbelief that he stuttered: "She looks a bit like... like the one from No. 7 Middle School... Meng, listen to Meng."

Fang Tan glanced at Jiang Ren and nodded: "It's her."

Damn it!

He Junming was almost shocked, right? That inconspicuous little blind man, just a top student from No. 7 Middle School with good grades and nothing else, is the same as the little beauty in the photo!

It seemed to point to a small hill and say it was taller than Mount Everest.

However, this little hill is really a ghost that is higher than Mount Everest!

He Han couldn't help but turn red and took a few more glances.

The basketball game was over at that time, and the campus was quite quiet, and only the students who were still cleaning the garbage left on the basketball court.

Jiang Ren came to his senses for a long time and chased her in the direction she left.

Meng Ting had to go out of school, he had to pass through the willow tree path of Licai. This season, the willow branches were bare, and only the brown branches swayed in the cool breeze.

She was only halfway through and was pulled over by someone.

He gasped, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his eyes were astonishingly dark.

Meng Ting leaned against the bare branches and looked at Jiang Ren with some anger.

Why is he going crazy?

"what you do?"

The wind mixed with the smell of her body entered her lungs rudely. He pressed his hand against the willow tree behind her, trapping her in a small place. He looked at her without blinking but didn't speak.

This posture was a very shameful position in the year she died. However, this year, few people did this.

Meng Ting reached out to pry his arm apart.

The boy had a strong arms with black and white wrist guards. She showed no mercy. She was afraid that he would hate him and so she used all her strength to push. However, her face turned red and he didn't move his hands.

She is almost angry! Is this crazy?

"The Crazy" silently watched her struggling to death, and suddenly laughed. Jiang couldn't allow her to move: "Meng Ting."

She raised her eyes and her eyes were red.

It is like the gorgeous March peach blossoms at the end of the eyes, which are so beautiful that they are incomparable.

"Why do you lie to me?"

She looked at him in confusion, and her clean eyes directly expressed her thoughts - when did I lie to you?

Jiang Ren smiled lowly: "Your student ID is playing with me." He looked at her with a bit of unrestrained bad attitude, "I'm so pretty, why are you afraid I'll do you?"

Meng Ting finally remembered that she had indeed deceived him. She said that her eyes were very scary, just like the student ID. Jiang Ren believed it a little at that time.

Her lies were exposed, and she felt a little embarrassed and angry. She lowered her body and crawled out between the boy's strong arms.

Her face turned red: "Jiang Ren, can you speak well and don't touch your feet."

There was a smile in his eyes: "Have you not done anything yet?"

Meng didn't want to pay attention to him. She was in a complicated and bad mood and wanted to run out without saying a word.

He saw the water in her arms and smiled a little badly: "Fuck, run away with my money? Are you looking for change for 100 yuan?"

Meng Ting then remembered that there was something like this. She was in a mess and quickly put it in her pocket, leaving eighty-six yuan. She folded it neatly and placed it in the boy's palm.

Meng Tingji explained seriously: "Water costs two yuan and towels cost twelve yuan."

She was afraid that he would not believe it, and the prices this year were far less expensive than later generations. That inferior towel was worth at most three or four yuan. However, the basketball game made vendors make money from rushing prices.

He looked at the white and soft hand.

The money she touched seemed to bring the girl's moving aura.

Meng Ting gave her the water and he took it over.

Then she whispered, "Towel..." The towel was dirty by her, and Jiang Ren used it to wipe her water droplets and hair. She also held it tightly in her hand.

"I will pay you some money for the towel."

He couldn't help but bend his lips: "No, just this one, bring it."

She thought that this was someone else's thing, so she hesitated to hand it to him.

Meng Ting breathed a sigh of relief and finally had nothing to do with him.

She turned around and walked towards the school gate. The willow branches were swaying softly in the autumn wind, and her back quickly disappeared on the campus.

Jiang Ren leaned against the tree, looked at her back, unscrewed the bottle cap and fed a few times.

He moved unruly, and mineral water flowed down his chin, passing through his Adam's apple and wet his collar.

When He Junming and the others came over, they still didn't come back to their senses.

Before the heat of the competition had passed, the group of people didn't even have time to wipe their sweat, so they followed Jiang Ren to find someone. He Junming went to pull the towel in Jiang Ren's hand: "It's so hot, wipe it for me."

Jiang Ren used a water bottle to separate his hands: "Get away, don't get dirty."

He Junming was speechless, God, his mother is poisonous, isn’t a towel just used to wipe the sweat?

He Han thought about it, but still couldn't help asking: "Brother Ren, was that Meng Ting just now?"

Jiang Ren said "yes".

He Junming finally revealed his heart: "I thought Chen Yuqing of the No. 7 Middle School was beautiful before, but Meng Ting looked better! Everyone in their school was blind, and her grades were also very good. Lu Yue lost the competition with her last time. Her grades were amazing and she was beautiful. In my mother's eyes, such a good student is someone else's child."

He completely forgot that he had laughed at Meng Ting's eyes.

He Han tskated: "Forget it, she and Shen Yuqing are not the same type of people at first glance."

He Junming: "Yes, she was almost crying when she was in Xiaogang City last time. It's boring. She can't afford to play with this kind of thing, so she might look down on people like us."

Fang Tan's heart skipped, and he looked over. Sure enough, the smile on Jiang Ren's face was gone.

He obviously remembered it too.
To be continued...