Deliberately Contaminated

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Only this thought flashed through Mingshuang's mind.

Why did she think that Jiang Huai was a pure and harmless little white rabbit? When she was kind to Jiang Huai, he was really like this, cold to outsiders, but he was obedient to her and asked for what was given, but now, Facing such a Jiang Huai, can she still think that he is a little white rabbit?

Jiang Huai looked at her intently, earnestly waiting for her answer.

Mingshuang said, "Does it matter whether he kisses me or not? He didn't kiss me before, but he might kiss him in the future. I'm not yours."

"Jiang Huai, do you hope that I can only have you in my life?" Mingshuang looked up at him, "I'm only eighteen, will I be bound to you for the rest of my life?"

What's wrong, the young man was quiet, a ray of wind blew, and swept the black hair on his forehead, those cold eyes looked at her for a moment, and the voice was very soft, "Can't you?"

He is willing to be with her for the rest of his life, and will not be separated until death. If she leaves first, he will be with her. He will die first. If there is a soul, he will wait patiently for her in the underworld, and he will be there in the next life. Together.

"No." Mingshuang said firmly, "I don't want to."

She changed quickly, but she felt that she just pressed the fast-forward button on the road that ordinary people must go through.

Jiang Huai loves her now, even because she is so humble, but Jiang Huai is arrogant in his bones, and he also has arrogant capital. After a few years, when he matures, when he thinks back to these years, maybe he will hate her instead, hate her. Played with his feelings while he was still young and innocent.

Jiang Huai wanted people to love him, and there were countless people lining up to be willing. Mingshuang didn't believe that she had something special in his heart.

She raised her hand and pulled the rose from her hair, crushed it mercilessly, and ran over it with her shoes. The delicate and beautiful rose just now was mixed into the soil, and the beauty was shattered in an instant.

She is like this, the girl is beautiful and cruel, the sweetest in the world when it is sweet, and the deadly poison under the sweetness.

Jiang Huai was neither angry nor annoyed, she was still calm, her eyes just stayed on her face, and she didn't even look at the rose that stabbed him just now.

"Jiang Huai, go back." Mingshuang said, "I have nothing to say to you now."

He didn't move, Mingshuang suddenly twisted his hand, Jiang Huai was used to her intimacy with him, everything he had belonged to her. He was very cooperative, reaching out to let Mingshuang take a closer look at every part of his fingers.

Mingshuang stared at his index finger. She liked Jiang Huai's hand very much. In the past, she liked him to hold her and squeezed her hand into his palm. In high school, when he lifted a pen and wrote, his hands were the best.

The slender and fair fingers, the teeth marks on one side are black and blue, and the bloodstains pierced by the rose thorns have not yet dissipated, like broken and flawed jade, which is the mark she left on Jiang Huai.

Mingshuang watched silently for a while, "Why didn't it heal?"

He lowered his long black eyelashes and looked at her, "Don't you like it?"

He likes to see her mark on his body, which represents the part where they existed, and it means that Mingshuang also likes him. Those feelings are not fictitious, but real.

"If you continue like this, we can only break up, Jiang Huai." Mingshuang said softly.

The young man was quiet, as if he hadn't heard him. He looked at her with black eyes and said gently, "We will go to college together in September, and there is still more than a month."

It was something Mingshuang had promised him before.

She promised to give him a sweet and happy love on the university campus.

Jiang Huai lost weight. He was tall and tall. At 1.85 meters, he was 24 centimeters taller than Mingshuang, so he could easily hug her from behind, which was Jiang Huai's favorite pose when he was alone. , can monopolize her, hold her firmly in his arms.

For a boy of this height, he was originally a little thin, but now his complexion is even paler. Jiang Huai's stomach has always been bad. In addition to the hospitalization a while ago, Mingshuang was silent. For a moment, she even hated Jiang Huai. , did he think that he could blackmail her?

"I have already applied for the volunteer." Mingshuang said.

"But I can't guarantee that I will be able to get on." Mingshuang's face lost a rare smile, "We will talk about the future."

When she finished saying this, the phone suddenly rang. Jiang Huai only listened for a moment, then looked down at her, his pupils were dark, he didn't like to talk, and his emotions were written in his eyes.

—Her ringtone was "Moonlight", one of the five songs that An Yi played to her in the bar that day.

That day, when he was so drunk that he even went to the hospital, he only listened to the tune that An Yi played once in the bar, but he still remembered it clearly.

This man is really terrifying. He is only eighteen years old now. With time... Mingshuang is even a little fortunate that he met eighteen-year-old Jiang Huai.

Standing under the summer sun, Mingshuang felt a little chill for some reason, she pursed her lips, "Jiang Huai, let's be apart for a while."

"The university will still be in one place anyway."

"I signed up for a school in Jingzhou." Mingshuang said, "You will go too."

Jiang Huai looked at her with dark eyes, "Why?"

"Do you dislike me?" His voice was a little hoarse. "Still tired of me?"

Mingshuang's face has begun to sink, "You want to control me?"

"I don't like you like this." Mingshuang said, "I'm not playing with you."

"Let's be apart for a while, you go to calm down." She said coldly, "It's good for us all."

"Jiang Huai, don't let us be completely ruined."

…

Mingshuang Yoan to go out.

An Yi wore a white shirt, jeans, and no guitar, a very refreshing and ordinary college student dress.

They agreed to meet at the door of a milk tea shop. Mingshuang bought him a cup of milk tea and sat under the umbrella at the door of the milk tea shop.

An Yi was still a little bit cramped, but Ming Shuang was very calm and looked at him for a while, "It's beautiful."

"Do you have a black shirt?" she asked suddenly.

An Yi is a little inexplicable, but he wears light colors more often and rarely wears black, but since Mingshuang asked this, he pursed his lips and said honestly, "No."

"You can buy one." Mingshuang said casually, "You should look good in it."

"How tall are you?" She glanced at him.

"One eighty-four." An Yi said, feeling more and more cramped.

"Last time you said your mother was sick, what about your father?" Mingshuang was not nervous and chatted with him.

"My father died in a car accident two years ago, and my mother is now recuperating at home, so I also want to go out to work and earn more to support the family." An Yi said softly.

Mingshuang stopped asking the questions that made him cramped. She was also a good chattering person, and An Yi gradually relaxed. Chatting with her was originally a pleasant thing.

In a few words, Mingshuang took out An Yi's growing environment and family situation from childhood to adulthood.

An Yi's family is harmonious and his parents love each other. However, due to an accident, An Yi's father died unexpectedly during his freshman year, and his mother was ill. He needed medicine all the year round and could not do heavy labor.

Introduced by a senior sister, he went to work at the Qing Bar near the school. After only one month of working, he came across the Mingshuang thing.

An Yi is an only child. His parents love each other and their son very much. The two do their best for him to read music and pursue his dreams. The situation at home is simple, and the personality seems to be very simple and shy.

An Yi told her a lot about his music, about his dreams, about the competition he always wanted to participate in.

Mingshuang stared at his face.

Why can't Jiang Huai be like him? she thinks.

An Yi finally realized it, and asked, "Is it because your boyfriend and I look alike?" That's why he was so nice to him.

He and Jiang Huai can't be said to be similar, they can only be said to be of the same type of appearance. Jiang Huai's facial features are much more beautiful than him, and his temperament is also outstanding, but he is cold. He can only be regarded as beautiful and clean. If Jiang Huai is a glacier that is difficult to climb on the plateau, he can only be regarded as the gurgling water in the creek.

"It's none of his business." Mingshuang didn't seem to care, "You are who you are, how can you be worse than him."

An Yi's face flushed slightly. Because of his introverted personality, he doesn't have much contact with girls. Mingshuang is extremely beautiful. He spent a lot of money for him that day. The wine Mingshuang ordered was very expensive. The next day, the boss came over to give him a commission. Jump, do not dare to accept.

The boss treated him very kindly, and he had to accept it, and asked him if he knew Mingshuang's identity. She seems to be the only daughter of a very famous wealthy family.

"I'll pay you back the money from the liquor commission yesterday." An Yi said.

Mingshuang didn't care, "No, I won't get my money back when I spend it."

"Your boyfriend... That boy, how was that day?" An Yi almost bit his tongue, he was embarrassed to ask Mingshuang.

"It's none of my business if he wants to drink it himself." Mingshuang seemed extremely indifferent, even faintly angry, "Can you not mention him."

An Yi stopped talking.

"That's it." Mingshuang looked at him, but suddenly smiled again, "If you have less expressions, it's good, it looks better, it suits your song, and your audience will like it more."

She was moody, cloudy one second, and smiling the next.

Like a willful child.

"You don't have to go there to work in the future." Mingshuang said, "If you want to go to the competition, go to the competition. Don't worry about the money."

An Yi's face flushed, "No, no need..."

Mingshuang frowned, "Isn't that your dream? Could it be that your dream is to continue singing in the bar? Later, when you become a big hit, pay me back the money."

Ann tightens her fingers, the Dancheng Music Festival is coming soon, and an original golden song competition will be held at the music festival. The champion has the opportunity to receive the guidance of the well-known musician Ning Zao and participate in his album. Ann thought that this competition has been prepared for a long time, including his writing "Moonlight" and "Stream" were originally created for this competition.

Ning Zao is a senior musician he admires very much, and it is also his wish buried in the bottom of his heart to be able to release his own music. An Yi's dream is very simple, that is, in the future, more people can hear his music and feel the emotions he wants to convey in his music.

"Thank you." He said to Mingshuang blushing.

"It's okay." Mingshuang didn't care at all, "It's not necessary for a small matter."

"Everyone who has a dream is amazing." Mingshuang said seriously, "I hope you can succeed in the future."

She smiled at him, drank the cup of milk tea generously, and then left, An Yi looked at her back with complicated eyes.

Admission results will come out in half a month.

Ming Licheng and Jiang Chengting had a drink together. They were in a cubicle with a quiet environment. Looking out the window, they could hear the cicadas, the sound of running water and a clear moon.

The topic turned away from business. When it came to children, Jiang Chengting planned to send Jiang Qianzhang abroad. Ming Licheng had a headache when talking about Mingshuang, and smiled bitterly, "She doesn't listen to anyone, so she just signed up for one volunteer. "

"If you slip, you may have to go abroad at that time." Ming Licheng said.

Jiang Chengting poured his own wine for him, turned his head and coughed lightly, "I heard that Shuangshuang has made a lot of progress in the third year of high school. It's amazing to be able to pass the exam. You don't need to be too harsh on the child."

"Transferring is the right thing to do." Ming Licheng said.

"I heard from Teacher Mingshuang that a boy in their class has helped her a lot this year." Ming Licheng said, "That boy is very good. This time he took the provincial champion test, but the family conditions are not very good."

"Ming Shuang talked about her boyfriend recently." Ming Licheng smiled helplessly, "I'm still going on a trip together, I can't control her anymore, and I don't know what she is like. She is unstable and changes too fast. I just hope that in the future, when she gets married and starts a business, she can find a husband who is gentle and stable, and can tolerate her."

Jiang Chengting just laughed.

"Lao Jiang, I know you don't take these things seriously." Ming Licheng took a sip of wine, "I'm starting to realize now that what you said makes sense."

In the past, Ming Licheng always felt that Mingshuang must find someone who is in the right position when she gets married in the future, which can help her in the future. Now that Lu Cuo is involved, his concept has gradually changed.

Jiang Chengting has always paid no attention to family when it comes to the marriage of his children. Ming Licheng now thinks that his thoughts are not unreasonable, and it depends on each person's specific situation.

"I think Mingshuang's male classmate is good." Ming Licheng drank a little too much, and began to let go, "I will find someone like this in the future, the family is not good, the population is simple, and those who have excellent talents can join us. Ming family."

He had dinner with Teacher Tanfu, and when it came to the boy named Jiang Huai, everyone praised him, saying that he was the monitor, with a quiet, precocious personality, and a smart inner show.

This year, Jiang Huai's help to Mingshuang was actually seen by the teacher. The occasionally collected Mingshuang exam papers and workbooks still had Jiang Huai's notes and comments.

However, because he knew that Jiang Huai was the model student who was the most disciplined and least likely to fall in love, he turned a blind eye.

Mingshuang's increasingly arrogant temper may only be accepted and tolerated by such a man. The more Ming Licheng thinks about it, the more he feels that it is very good. He has no son, only Mingshuang is an only daughter. In the future, when Mingshuang gets married, he will not be able to find a husband who is from a good background, but he is good in other aspects. It is a good choice to call him into the Ming family .

Jiang Chengting smiled, "Indeed, you have a good idea."

After the two said goodbye, Jiang Chengting went home.

In the mansion, Jiang Huai's study was still lit. He was looking at the documents in the study with great concentration. The notebook beside his hand was filled with dense numbers.

Jiang Chengting knocked on the door and went in, looking at his son's back, "Do you know who I just came back from drinking with?"

Jiang Huai basically did not answer these meaningless questions, and his eyes did not leave the page.

Jiang Chengting said helplessly, "Mingshuang's father."

Jiang Huai put down his pen and stood up, his dark eyes fixed on him.

"Mingshuang is in China if it doesn't slip." Jiang Chengting rubbed his brows, "I can go to school in the same city as you, so you can wait for school to start with peace of mind, and you don't have to worry about it..."

Jiang Huai interrupted him, "It will slide."

The room fell silent.

Jiang Huai said calmly, "Her scores are not up to the professional score line she volunteered for this year."

Jiang Chengting was silent for a moment.

Jiang Huai was not young, on the contrary, extremely precocious and independent, Jiang Chengting's attempt to fool his eighteen-year-old son had obviously failed.

"You plan to go abroad with others. The question is, do others like you?" Jiang Chengting said.

It's not that he doesn't like Mingshuang, but he really doesn't want to see Jiang Huai go his old way.

He knew the reason why Jiang Huai was hospitalized. Originally, the men in their family were short-lived. Taking advantage of their youthful health, they might have a short life in the future. No matter how smart they are, what's the use of being so powerful and powerful in life, they still go to the underworld. Be a short-lived ghost.

As his life passed by, Jiang Chengting's thoughts began to change gradually. He hoped that he and Yu Yan's son could live a healthy and happy life and have a smooth and healthy life.

Jiang Huai said nothing.

Without her, he could not be happy.

"You can think about it." Jiang Chengting said, "Her father's hope now is to find a son-in-law with the lowest status for his daughter in the future, and to serve his daughter in the future. Your identity is public, so it doesn't meet their requirements at all. , and can you do it?"

The young man lowered his long eyelashes and sat back to his position with an indifferent face, apparently not caring, not moving at all.

He can do anything for her.

Jiang Chengting sighed, knowing that what he had said was useless.

After separating from An Yi, Ming Shuang went home. She said she wanted Jiang Huai to calm down for a few days. These days, she didn't like him being so crazy, and he really obeyed and didn't contact her anymore.

Mingshuang turned on her mobile phone and saw that the group was discussing volunteering. It was lively and the news kept ringing.

They did very well in the exam this year, with 100% in the class, Jiang Huai also won the provincial champion, Feng Hong won a big bonus, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Ruan Yangfan: [All come, all come, the interview with the champion, the picture of the squad leader is really handsome. 】

When I opened the link, it was an interview with Jiang Huai by "Tancheng Evening News". There were only a few words. Mingshuang doubted whether they had really found Jiang Huai. It was taken when Huai was in high school.

The teenager looked straight at the camera, his school uniform was neat, his expression was indifferent, and he was indescribably cold.

Jiang Huai is good-looking and photogenic. Even the photos he used to post on the school year's big list on the bulletin board can often be seen taking pictures of elementary school girls who are sneakily holding mobile phones, and only take pictures of him alone.

Mingshuang watched for a while, thinking that if he didn't go crazy and learned to be gentle and careful with her, the time for her to get tired of him should come too late.

Too bad there is no if in this world.

Cut the rotten flesh with a knife, the sooner the better, before the pus is removed, the broken parts are removed in advance, Mingshuang is decisive in doing things, and never procrastinates.

Mingshuang and Xu Tianbai hadn't seen each other for a long time. That night, they called Mingshuang to go to the night market. Xu Duanduan and Ning Xiaoteng and Li Hengyuan were also there.

Mingshuang passed by alone, not with Jiang Huai.

"Hey, why didn't your boyfriend come?" Xu Duanduan asked.

Mingshuang didn't say anything.

"My brother-in-law doesn't eat spicy food, nor does he eat greasy food." Xu Tianbai explained to him, "Little fairy boy."

Several people laughed, and Ning Xiaoteng also pursed his lips and smiled. He felt that it made some sense. The boy looked like this, cold and taciturn, as pure as the world's fireworks.

Mingshuang looked at the night indifferently, but didn't say anything.

They often come to this late-night snack stall, just outside the stall, the strong aroma of the food wafts far away, a man approached with a woman on his arm, Xu Tianbai was eating a skewer, raised his eyes, widened his eyes, "Brother Lu?"

Lu Cuo was holding a girl and was getting out of the car and walking towards this side. He was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Mingshuang, his expression was complicated, and he wanted to let go of his hands with Fan Yuan like a conditioned reflex.

Lu Cuo reluctantly greeted a few people. After all, they were all wealthy and proud, and many things didn't want to be too ugly.

Mingshuang was indifferent and not angry. She obviously didn't care about Lu Cuo, and even turned a blind eye to Fan Yuan who was holding him.

"How have you been lately?" Lu Cuo said.

After the emotions for a while, Lu Cuo now regrets it a little, and feels that he was too impulsive that day. However, when he remembered that Mingshuang and the boy slept in the same room at night, maybe everything had happened, and he couldn't help but blood rushed to the top of his head.

Mingshuang was still so pretty and his eyes were above the top. He noticed that Mingshuang was alone, not with the boy.

"Fifteen, why aren't you with your boyfriend." Lu Cuo sat down opposite her.

Mingshuang said lightly, "It's divided."

Xu Tianbai and the others were all stunned. They had never seen Mingshuang care so much about a boy before, and Jiang Huai was really outstanding, and they couldn't find anyone better than him. They thought it would last longer. How many days?

"Didn't you always say you want to find him a home?" Mingshuang said to Xu Duanduan, "you can find it now."

"There are a lot of people who would like him." She was expressionless and drank the glass of German stout.

The barbecue stall was filled with the smell of meat, and Xu Duanduan was stunned. She was joking when she said that at that time, and Mingshuang knew that she also knew how she dared to find someone for Jiang Huai.

"Does he know?" After a long while, Xu Duanduan finally asked, "Did Jiang Huai know that you broke up with him?"

Mingshuang snorted impatiently, called Jiang Huai on the spot, and pressed the speakerphone.

The phone was picked up almost instantly, his cold and clear voice rang on the other side of the phone, hesitantly, and softly called her name, "Mingshuang?"

In the past few days, he was obedient and did not contact her, but unexpectedly, Mingshuang called him late at night.

Jiang Huai has always addressed her this way, except when he left a note for her one day in high school, calling her Shuangshuang on the note, and at other times, including when the two were alone, he called her Mingshuang directly, even if it was the most difficult time. The same is true when it comes to love.

Such a man does not know how to please a woman at all.

Mingshuang said, "Jiang Huai, you and I have broken up, it doesn't matter anymore."

"I'll give you a call."

"Where are you?" He asked softly after a moment of silence.

Mingshuang said, "Eating and drinking with friends at the night market, don't come, we won't meet again in the future."

"I can't stand your character, we are not suitable." After speaking, she hung up the phone without waiting for Jiang Huai to speak, and asked the waiter to fill her a glass of wine and continue drinking.

She thought, let's end it like this, she likes him, don't get into an ugly situation where he will completely tear his face.

If Jiang Huai wants to hate her in the future, she is free.

The author says:

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In fact, Xiaohuai has already begun to collapse. He is not normal at all. Fifteen is the only person he cares about, his lifelong lover. This love is too strong, and it has fermented more distorted in the past few years, but Xiao Huai knows that Shi Shi does not like him like this.

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