Destined To Love You

The head nurse was very skilled in the injection. After she finished the injection, Meng Ting asked Meng Ting to cover the cotton swab. She went out by herself, leaving the medical room for two students.

Meng Ting lowered his long eyelashes and looked at the cotton swab. It really didn't hurt much.

The girl's skin is delicate and tender, and her milk-like porcelain white skin is stained a bit brighter. She turned her head, and immediately met the boy's black pupils. His eyes fell on her naked shoulders, with a three-point color, but he noticed her turning back and slowly met her eyes.

Meng Ting did not expect that he had been watching, and she ignored the wound, threw the cotton swab away, and pulled the sweater over her shoulder. Meng Ting's face blushed: "You said it's not pretty."

There was a smile in his eyes: "How can I say."

Meng heard that he did not agree. She suffered a dumb loss and could only get up and walk outside the medical room.

Jiang Ren said, "Where are you going?"

She didn't feel angry, but felt ashamed: "My friend is still outside."

"That girl, can I ask the head nurse to call her?"

Meng Ting turned his head.

Zhao Nuancheng is afraid of pain and very afraid of injections. Just now, the nurse almost scared her to cry when she missed the needle. Meng knew that the head nurse played well, which was a good thing. She nodded and said softly: "Thank you."

He suddenly approached her: "Can you be nice to me, Meng Ting, even as an ordinary classmate." Don't ask too much, just a little bit is enough.

Meng Ting paused, and finally nodded slightly.

He didn't seem to believe that she really agreed. He held the lighter tightly with his fingers and released it after a long while, his eyes were bright.

Meng Ting couldn't help but shut his eyes.

In fact, she didn't think too much. She and Jiang Ren were originally in different schools. Even if they followed the trajectory of the previous life, she didn't get along with him much. In the end he will always return to Jiang's house.

She remembered that Jiang Ren had already returned to city b when she had an accident.

They wouldn't have much overlap, but he didn't know.

The crowd outside the hospital was crowded, Jiang Ren asked her to go out first, and Zhao Nuancheng would arrange it.

Out of the hospital, the air outside was fresh. Since the beginning of winter, H city has continued to turn cold. This is a city where it doesn't snow. Meng Ting was born and died here.

She lived for nineteen years in her previous life and had never seen real snow once.

She walked along the camphor tree road for a long time, and saw Jiang Ren following him when she turned back. Meng heard: "What are you doing with me?"

He put his hands in his pockets: "I will take you home."

"No." Her face was pink and tender, and her eyes were clear, "You said you won't bother me after the injection."

He couldn't help laughing, and finally compromised: "See you tomorrow."

Meng Ting thought to himself that he won't see him tomorrow. There was a bus stop outside the hospital where she went home. She walked for five minutes to wait for the bus. Meng Ting glanced at his watch, and the winter wind blew like a knife.

Auntie Sweep sweeping away the **** on the platform, she couldn't stand her back when she saw Meng Ting bending over to help her pick up the broom.

He raised his head and smiled: "Thank you little girl."

The girl whispered: "You're welcome."

Auntie saw how handsome the little girl looked, and her smile made her heart soft. She reminded: "It's not easy to wait for the bus here on the platform." Seeing that she didn't dress much, the aunt felt sorry for her, "If it doesn't work, let your family come to pick you up."

Meng Ting thanked her, and the aunt left with her pocket.

The wind is really cold.

Especially today, the weather is not good. At nine o'clock in the morning, the chill in the morning has not dissipated, and the lungs hurt even after taking a breath.

When Jiang Ren came over, she saw her standing in the wind, and small camphor leaves were falling in the sky.

She is beautiful just with a quiet side face.

Meng Ting turned his head and saw him a little annoyed: "Aren't you all gone?"

He smiled a little badly: "I can't bear you."

"Jiang Ren, don't talk like this..." The tips of her ears were reddish, and the two cursing words finally came out, "Indecent."

She has a soft tone, saying that he is nasty and sweet.

He smiled: "Say I'm dirty?"

He wore a black down jacket that year. Because of his black hair dyed back, he was sharp and full of game. Meifeng is like a sharpened sword, easily making people shrink back.

He approached her and opened the zipper.

She flushed with shame, and her eyes were full of shy water: "What are you doing?"

He tutted: "Teach you what is indecent."

Just as Meng Ting was about to push him away from him, a warm down jacket was draped over her.

She raised her eyes in astonishment, and for a while she understood that she had misunderstood him, her cheeks were red.

Meng heard: "You put it on, I'm not cold."

Jiang Ren snorted: "Our nasty people are not afraid of cold."

She bit her lip, held back for a long time, and finally smiled.

She smiled at him for the first time, even if it was just because it was funny. She smiled so beautifully that it was confusing, and her heart was trembling with sweetness.

Meng Ting also felt very sorry. She blinked and bit her lip to suppress her laughter: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

But Jiang Ren was a ruin in her eyes.

In the winter of December, he wore a thin shirt underneath and unbuttoned two buttons at the collar. There is a kind of unruly feeling.

How could it not be cold in this kind of weather, when she was about to return the clothes to him, he was very irritable: "If you let you wear it, you can wear it. Do you dare to dislike it?"

Meng was dumbfounded for a long while, but he frowned, "Does it smell like smoke?"

She looked at him with clear eyes, and just about to speak, Jiang Ren patted her delicate face lightly, and said in a domineering tone: "If there is a smell, you can't take it off, don't you know."

She covered her cheeks.

Looking at him with his eyes wide open, he was so angry that he didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with being so unreasonable.

Jiang Ren saw her eyes round and so cute.

He smiled and said, "Meng listen, I won't smoke next time. Don't take it off."

No one would believe this.

Jiang Ren started smoking very early.

However, because of his illness, the mental and emotional fluctuations need medication to relieve. He resisted being regarded as a neuropathy, so he kept smoking to suppress and calm down.

No matter who it is for a long time, you will get a lot of addiction.

Meng Ting still remembers the group of Jiang Ren who smoked under the plane tree in their school in his previous life.

Shu Lan looked out: "Sister, do you think he is handsome, right?"

She shook her head, but didn't say much. In fact, she didn't like the smell of smoke.

Meng Ting didn't take his words seriously, she eventually returned the clothes to him, but he did not reach out to take it.

"You go back." Meng Ting glanced at the end of the road. "The bus is coming."

The bus did come. Meng Ting's luck was not bad, and he soon waited for the bus. He didn't look back, just looked down at her. Suddenly said: "Meng Ting."

She raised her eyes.

The camphor leaf fell behind her, unspeakably gorgeous. However, she was in a state of beauty, no matter who she looked at, Ming eyes were serious and focused.

She is very good-looking, her face has a fatal beauty, shit, it's really terrible.

He smiled: "I only smoked one cigarette in the hospital this morning. The coat smells, but the shirt doesn't."

She looked at him puzzled, what's the matter? She didn't ask this.

"No, I won't lie to you."

She nodded, her mind still on the bus approaching, her nasal whispered: "Yeah."

She was a little anxious and wanted him to pick up the clothes. The next moment the boy leaned over, her head hit the boy's chest.

Jiang Ren only wore a simple shirt, but his body was hot in the wind.

The hand pressing on the back of her head made her stunned for a moment, and she reached out to touch his chest when she recovered. She wanted to push him away, but did not push.

Meng Ting blushed: "Jiang Ren, what are you going crazy!"

He buried his head in her shoulders, and said in a low tone: "I'm not crazy, I'm sober."

"Then you let me go."

He laughed in a low voice: "Don't let go."

"You are a gangster!"

"Yeah." He just couldn't hold back, she said yes.

She was about to cry, the next moment the bus stopped. He took a deep breath and let go of her, and Meng Ting subconsciously slapped her. He didn't hide, the slap hit the face.

Clear and crisp, but not painless.

He didn't turn his head a bit, still looking down at her.

He was not angry, as if she had hit it. He is not angry at anything she does.

"I'm serious, don't despise me, I won't smoke anymore." He still smiled, "I'm serious, Meng listens."

His pupils are pure black, different from her brown eyes, they look like an abyss.

She was the only one who slapped, she looked at her palm. The cheeks are getting redder.

The driver opened the door and shouted, "Little girl, can't you get in the car?"

Everyone in the car looked over. Meng Ting couldn't wait to find a hole to get in. She stuffed her clothes into Jiang Ren's arms and ran into the car.

The camphor leaf fell to the ground, and he smiled for a long while.

Damn, he was slapped in the face for the first time in his life.

It didn't hurt, and I didn't feel ashamed.

He only knew that she was so fragrant and soft in his arms, and she didn't lose a knife if she stabbed him.

When Meng Ting went home, Father Shu was sweating moving things.

She hurriedly went to help, and Papa Shu said, "Listen, don't move, Dad will come. You go back to the house and rest, the kettle is filled with honey water, it is still hot, you drink some water, does the injection hurt? "

Meng Ting shook his head with a smile.

She helped Shu Zhitong carry the box, and Shu Zhitong reluctantly explained: "It's a new move upstairs. It's my old classmate. I'm fine, don't be tired."

She smiled without saying a word, and followed Shu Zhitong touchfully.

Shu Zhitong relaxed a lot, and sighed again when she thought of Shu Lan who was watching TV in the living room.

A teenager walked downstairs.

"Xu, let me introduce you, my daughter, Meng Ting." Father Shu greeted him warmly. Meng Ting raised his eyes, and the boy in the blue sportswear also looked over.

He took the box in Shu Zhitong's hand and said politely: "Thank you Shu, for your hard work, I'll move, and Dad will let you rest."

After a long time, he turned his head and looked at Meng Ting: "Hello, my name is Xu Jia."

After he said hello, the girl was stunned, then smiled politely.

She smiled shyly and estranged, and obviously didn't recognize him.

However, he remembered her.

The photos in the junior high school awards column came alive for an instant, and Xu Jia seemed to see the girl who all the teenagers were peeking, practicing the piano in the piano room in the sunset.

She was fourteen years old that year.

Now that she has grown up, many people who secretly watched her back then are now all around, but no one has forgotten her former glory.

But it didn't make a difference, she was just as good-looking, and she didn't remember him.

When Xu Jia resisted the box, Meng Ting remembered who Xu Jia was.

In her memory, this young man who didn't talk much seemed to... also moved here in his previous life.

However, although they are neighbors, the busy high school life makes the two people not very close.

She remembered his mother was a music teacher and his father was a policeman.

But she always felt that she had forgotten something.

Before going to bed at night, she looked at the little gold medal that hadn't been taken back in front of the bed, and she finally remembered it!

Xu Jia's mother once invited her to participate in music competitions.

However, she couldn't get out of her mother's death and rejected her.

As for Xu Jia, she frowned and thought for a long time, but she didn't have a clue about this person. I only feel familiar, but where is it?