Bizarre Love

Chapter 80 He Dare (2)

He Junming: ...

He Han hooked Jiang Ren's shoulder: Brother Ren, don't be angry haha, I just went to the bathroom with you and took a look, you are very good.

These people spoke with color, but fortunately a few of them were in the last row.

Jiang Ren slapped him on the head, and also smiled: Fuck you.

However, after looking at the 25-point English paper, he still couldn't help scratching his hair.

Learning is really painful and difficult.

In particular, he has no foundation. For example, in English, he can only recognize a few words, such as i, you, is, am, are. How many birds do you know? Is it possible to do a radio or a reading?

He Junming said: Brother Ninja, don't do this, 538, you won't pass the test if you call Zhang Shudai.

Jiang Ren didn't say a word, looking at the bright red crosses, ready to look up the words.

He Junming was at the same table as him, and the classroom was noisy. He approached Jiang Ren and asked in a low voice, You really like her so much.

He would never tell anyone except Meng Ting about his liking. Jiang Ren turned his head away: Get lost, you smell like cigarettes.

He Junming: ... How long have you quit smoking?

He scratched his head: Brother Ren, let me give you an idea. You call Meng Ting to make up your lessons.

Jiang Ren's hand paused, he was very moved, but he was not stupid: She won't agree.

He Junming said: I heard people from No. 7 Middle School say that Meng Ting spent a lot of money to treat her eyes. She has to apply for scholarships and grants every year, so she should be short of money.

Jiang Ren also knew, he clicked his tongue, but people don't care about his stinky money. Meng Ting doesn't like to take advantage, if someone sends a peach, she will return a pomegranate.

He Junming raised his eyebrows: Can paying tuition fees be the same as giving gifts?

Jiang Ren still felt that Meng Ting would not agree, she hated him so much.

He lazily said: I know it in my heart.

Before the vocational high school was over, he skipped class and went to No. 7 Middle School to wait for her.

There is no teacher in the world comparable to Mr. Meng. He felt that the teacher's lecture was a lullaby and chanting scriptures. When she talked, everything she said was laced with honey, and he liked to listen to everything she said.

If she is willing to give him a kiss when his grades improve a little, he will do it with all his heart.

Jiang Ren didn't have much hope, but even if it didn't work out, it would be good to look at her more.

However, he was waiting in the opposite corridor, and he had been watching them since school was over, but he didn't see her.

Until Zhao Nuancheng, who was on duty, came out, Jiang Ren walked over and asked her, Where's Meng Ting?

He was fierce-looking, with a bad temper and a bad reputation. Zhao Nuancheng was terrified of him to death: Please, please take leave.

Jiang Ren frowned: Why did you ask for leave?

No, I don't know.

Jiang Ren turned around and left.

It must be a big deal for a good student like Meng Ting to ask for leave. He guessed many possibilities in his mind, and finally thought of one person.

Meng Ting's younger sister Shu Lan.

This is the second time he called Shulan.

Shu Lan was sitting on the bus, her teeth were about to be gritted. Meng Ting, Meng Ting, Meng Ting again!

I like Meng Ting no matter what.

When I went out this morning, I met the handsome Xu Jia upstairs and asked where Meng Ting had gone.

Shu Lan pinched the seat tightly with her fingers, and she turned her head. She guessed that the reason why Jiang Ren called her was that Meng Ting must have never told him about the bad relationship between their sisters. He only knew that she was Meng Ting's younger sister. Her tone was surprised: Oh, didn't my sister tell you? She went to visit her grandparents in F City yesterday, and Xu Jia knew about it, so she went to see her off. I thought you...

She hastily stopped.

It's not hard to know what's left. She told Xu Jia that they had bid farewell, but she didn't tell you. A person who is not important to her, even if she leaves his life and world, it has nothing to do with him.

The other end was quiet for a long time, and there was a blind voice of hanging up.

Shu Lan was both excited and apprehensive.

She lied, but she expected Jiang Ren to believe in Meng Ting's frivolous.

In her opinion, Jiang Ren is such an arrogant person, if he knows that Meng Ting has someone he likes, and Jiang Ren still stalks him, then the last dignity will be lost.

Jiang Ren hung up the phone. He sent back to the apartment without a word.

There was a pile of study materials on the desk in his room. He looked at it and smiled coldly.

For the first time, he knew that it was so simple for Meng Ting to withdraw from his life.

He didn't know when she left and when she came back.

She is afraid of being a bad student, so he will be a good student. These disgusting formulas, grammar, and words, when he thinks about her, he feels that they are all good.

But Jiang Ren was just an insignificant stranger to her.

He closes his eyes.

Went into the bathroom to take a shower, he needed to calm down.

Jiang Ren thought, he really failed this year.

I went to a low-level high school, broke up with my family, and fell into a disease that I don't know when it will get better.

And fell in love with a girl he wasn't good enough for.

A girl whose heart belongs.

Water trickled from his black hair.

Flowing through the sharp eyebrows, the angular profile.

He gasped.

Suddenly recalling that evening, the little girl gave him three pomegranates deliberately with a straight face. She is beautiful everywhere, even if she doesn't smile, it makes him soft-hearted. Jiang Ren raised his hand to turn off the faucet, and punched the wall with his fist.

Hold!

He wants to go.

However, he was already sick, and he was not a good person.

He didn't know how he thought of her at the time, and then he thought, dare.

But before she cried, he relented.

He can hurt the world for her, but he will never hurt her for himself.

Jiang Ren wiped away the water expressionlessly.

The veins in his arm were bulging, showing some signs of illness. He took some depressants and started booking flights. He is now a barrel of gasoline, only needs sparks to burn.

He smiled. She might want to see Xu Jia more. I also hope that a lingering person like him will never appear in front of her for the rest of his life.

Yet she may be doomed to disappointment.