Destined To Love You

The mountain climbing activity of No. 7 Middle School was held in the first year. 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, with so many students, to ensure that none of them is accidental, they also have to take great risks.

Therefore, the trip of the whole school was divided into several days. The twelve classes were organized into a large group, and the head teacher accompanies the students to restrain 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 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 urged: "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 cup, 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 H city, the autumn rain will go down.

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

Dad 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 need to go to the school gate to gather. After the monitor counted the number of people, the twelve classes lined up and set off for Wangu Mountain.

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 had to turn her head to look at Meng Ting, and then turned her face blushing. 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 very 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 a low place

The spinning wheel carries me

I met the pale moonlight by chance"

She has a very light tone, and when the morning wind blows, there is a kind of trembling sweetness. Zhao Nuancheng was dumbfounded for a while, she just suggested it casually, but she didn't expect it to be really good to listen to singing!

"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 the 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 her words were incoherent: "Oh my God, oh oh oh, listen to you sing 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 "Sunlight Allure", but Meng listened to it and sang it with a special charm.

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

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

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

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

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 into Meng Ting's ear: "We all understand the truth, but it's really tired!"

Meng Ting wiped the sweat from her forehead, and the water cups and lunch boxes in her schoolbag were not light, and she couldn't 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 and 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 exhausted can stop, she hurriedly asked for leave. The image is gone, and I found a stone to sit on.

Then he watched happily at a class of people forced to climb the mountain as an example.

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

Her girlfriend was in a daze 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 behind.

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 Shinobu crazy!

The black sweatpants and sneakers that Jiang Ren wore when climbing the mountain. 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 when he glances lightly at people, he has a particularly strong and domineering feeling.

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, the teacher 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, 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 schools were mixed into the mountains, and now no one notices them when the team is in chaos.

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

Fang Tan didn't plan to go anymore, hey, he knew it well.

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 let the students continue as long as they could persist. After all, the person who goes up can get a small flag, and the one who can add fake behavior points to the class is designed to praise the spirit of tenacity.

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

Meng Ting nodded. 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 jacket and put it in his school bag. Now he only wore a thin bean-green cotton long sleeve inside, like a delicate and 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, her legs hanging slightly in the air.

The wind blew up her clothes and pressed them to her slender figure.

It brings the warm fragrance of a girl, her waist is very thin, and the exposed cheeks and neck are all 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 and white cheeks, as beautiful as anything, it was so rare.

But I also discovered 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 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 a bag to tell Meng Ting and hugged him, with a smile in his eyes: "You can get on with me!"

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

With a deep, gentle smile on his eyebrows, he said as he walked: "Don't say you know, or you won't be able to explain your teacher. Anyway, I have a bad reputation, you can't make it."

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.

I haven't had this in my previous life, so what went wrong. She thought about Jiang Ren, who even dared to kill people, and was angry and afraid for a while.

He hugged her, but it didn't take 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 light 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, he just wanted to see her. He knew she didn't look down on herself very much. 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, thinking that 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 very 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 feelings turned into endless energy, which 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 please stop saying this."

"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 didn't want to, but it was still far to go up the mountain, 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 this kind of 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, and he made a gesture to hug her again.

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

Her tone was trembling, sweet to the heart.

He smiled lowly: "Yeah."

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

The girl's body is fragrant and soft. He thinks her sweat is fragrant. Meng Tingyuemo 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. Annoyed and ashamed at this time.

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 actually smell.

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

However, this person she didn't like was very strong, carrying her and her heavy bag, and still walked 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 hugged by three people stands in the wind, with countless small red flags flying around, but no one has 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 eyes looked at her and couldn't help but smile: "Hey, I didn't bring any water, can I drink my saliva?"