This mother of mine will not care about anything other than quarreling and complaining.

Naturally, there is no need to go to the physical education class in the afternoon, but fortunately, both the teacher and the school are very tolerant of the students in the third year of high school.

It took more than ten minutes, and a copy of "Book of Swords and Enmity" was still on the first page.

Meng Qingge wanted to distract herself by reading, but her feet hurt so much that she couldn't read anything, she only felt dizzy.

Looking down at his injured foot, Meng Qingge was still thinking about whether to go to the infirmary when his eyes suddenly went dark.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Han Zhe standing in front of her with a straight face.

Without saying anything, Han Zhe squatted down in front of Meng Qingge, picked up her right foot and glanced at it, and said unhappily: "I knew that the injury was very serious, and I insisted that I was okay yesterday." ”

Han Zhe's tone was a little unhappy, as if he was angry.

After carefully checking his ankles, he took off the board shoes on Meng Qingge's feet, poured some medicinal wine that he had just bought from the infirmary, and rubbed it for Meng Qingge.

'Uh......' Meng Qingge cried out in pain, but there was a hint of warmth in his eyes when he looked at Han Zhe: "I really didn't find it yesterday, and I saw that my feet were swollen when I got up this morning." ”

But this time, Han Zhe seemed to be really angry.

Despite Meng Qingge's explanation, he still lowered his head and said nothing.

"I'm hurt like this, you still can't bear to be angry with me?" I don't know why, seeing Han Zhe so angry, Meng Qingge actually felt a burst of joy in his heart.

The hand rubbing his feet suddenly stopped, Han Zhe looked up at Meng Qingge, and said helplessly: "I don't want to be angry with you, but until you are injured, you have to listen to me, and you can't be willful anymore." ”

Meng Qingge discovered for the first time that Han Zhe was gentle and domineering.

Obviously, he pestered himself to be his friend, and in the end he actually asked her to listen to him.

If it had been before, she would definitely take the opportunity to drive Han Zhe away, but now she actually began to like his domineering a little.

So Wan Er smiled, Meng Qingge compromised: "I promise you, I will listen to you in the future, and I will no longer be willful." ”

From a long time ago, Han Zhe had heard other male classmates talk about Meng Qingge, and he had long heard that she was beautiful.

It's only today that he witnessed her beauty for the first time.

Meng Qingge's smile, like the spring breeze that suddenly blew overnight, lit up the purple and red in this world and made his heart flutter......

It's just that there are no impermeable walls in this world!

After two people have been dating for a long time, there will naturally be some rumors.

It's not that Meng Qingge hasn't heard it, but she doesn't care what others say about her.

It's a pity that the tree wants to be quiet and the wind doesn't stop, there are some things that she doesn't care about, and others don't care.

Before the math class, Dong Shanshan, the representative of the math class, was handing out the homework book.

When she sent Meng Qingge's book, she suddenly felt moved, stood in the middle of the aisle and shouted to Meng Qingge: "Meng Qingge, your homework book!" and then threw the homework book towards Meng Qingge.

At this time, Meng Qingge had just taken out the textbook from the drawer, and when she heard someone calling her, she subconsciously raised her head, and the homework book had already flown in front of her eyes, just hitting her forehead.

Seeing that she hit someone, Dong Shanshan hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I missed it for a while." ”

Although Dong Shanshan was apologizing in her mouth, the expression on her face was quite proud, and there was even a hint of provocation in her eyes staring at Meng Qingge.

The whole class knew that Dong Shanshan liked Han Zhe, everyone looked like they were watching a good show, and no one said a word for Meng Qingge.

Picking up his homework from the ground, Meng Qingge said indifferently: "It's okay." ”

Knowing that Meng Qingge didn't dare to do anything to herself, Dong Shanshan turned around proudly, but was poured water all over her body, and hurriedly retreated.

"I'm sorry, I was also careless and missed. Han Zhe, who was holding the mineral water bottle, spread his hands and said innocently.

"You!" knew that Han Zhe did it on purpose, but he was at fault, and Dong Shanshan was not very easy to attack, glared at Han Zhe and returned to his seat angrily.

With a bad breath for Meng Qingge, Han Zhe shook the empty bottle in his hand and threw a wink at Meng Qingge.

Meng Qingge ignored him, but when he lowered his head, the corners of his mouth curved into a beautiful arc.

After school, Han Zhe and Meng Qingge sat side by side on the low wall near the school playground, and the street lamp behind them stretched the figures of the two of them to the old age.

After drinking the last sip of Coke in the bottle, Han Zhe threw the Coke can forward, and said sullenly: "Dong Shanshan bullied you today, why didn't you fight back?"

It was at the junction of spring and summer, and the night was slightly cool, but Meng Qingge was already wearing a knee-length dress, swaying her two slender calves in the air and said: "She has already apologized, if I still pursue it, it will seem that I am too stingy." ”

"What kind of apology is she like that? I think you're just too easy to bully, and every time you're bullied, you swallow your anger. As soon as he thought of Meng Qingge being bullied, Han Zhe felt annoyed.

Han Zhe won't understand that Meng Qingge is not swallowing her anger, her low profile is just to protect herself, but she doesn't want Han Zhe to understand: "If you just want to settle accounts with me tonight, then I will go home." As he spoke, he pretended to jump down.

"Hey, Meng Qingge, I'm just concerned about you, why are you so conscienceless!" Seeing that Meng Qingge was leaving, Han Zhe said angrily.

"Okay, lie to you, I know you care about me, and I'm so happy. It's really late though, and it's time to go home. Seeing that Han Zhe was really fooled, Meng Qingge stopped teasing him.

was tricked by Meng Qingge again, Han Zhe felt that he was really eaten by her, raised her right hand and put on a bracelet and said helplessly: "This is an amethyst, which can drive away bad luck." Happy birthday, eighteen-year-old Meng Qingge!"

The purple crystal became more and more transparent under the glow of the light, Meng Qingge was slightly stunned, and said with mixed tastes: "How do you know?"

If it weren't for Han Zhe's reminder, even she would have forgotten that today was her birthday.

"If you know, you know, how can there be so many reasons? It's getting late, let's go home quickly. Han Zhe didn't answer, jumped off the low wall, threw the schoolbag back with one hand, and walked forward awkwardly.

The adolescent teenager is most afraid of this kind of hypocritical scene, so he won't tell her, in order to get to know her better, he deliberately memorized her college entrance examination information when he went to the office.

Meng Qingge's skin is very white, and the amethyst bracelet matches her very well.

It was the first birthday present she had ever received.

All the way home, she touched the bracelet with her left hand.

When he arrived downstairs, there was no light on the second floor, and Meng Qingge was surprised that his mother had slept so early today.

With a bad premonition in his heart, Meng Qingge hurriedly ran up to the second floor.

The moment he pushed the door in, a strong smell of blood came to his nose.

Meng Qingge hurriedly turned on the light and rushed to his mother's room, but saw his mother lying flat on his dilapidated big bed.

There was a large pool of blood on the ground, a bloody fruit knife fell into a pool of blood, and a large cut was made on his mother's right hand, and the wound was so deep that even the bones were almost visible.

"Mom!" Faced with such a scene, Meng Qingge screamed in fright, rushed to the side of the bed and shook her mother's body, but the woman on the bed had already lost her breath.

Letting go of the woman in front of him, Meng Qingge began to rummage through boxes and cabinets to find a mobile phone to call an ambulance.

She clearly remembered that her mother had kept her phone on the bedside table, but she couldn't see the shadow of the phone after searching for it: "Why is it gone, it's here? Why is it missing now?"

Unable to find the phone, Meng Qingge staggered downstairs.

It was already the middle of the night, and Annan was driving back to the apartment, when suddenly a dark shadow rushed out from the side of the road, and he quickly stepped on the brakes.

Fortunately, he drank a little wine before, and he didn't dare to drive the car too fast, otherwise he would have knocked people away by now.

Seeing that the car stopped, Meng Qingge banged on the window hard, crying like a madman: "I beg you to save my mother, she is dying, I beg you to save her!"

"It's you!" Annan rolled down the window, only to find that the person who stopped the car was the girl who had lied downstairs in his house.

"I beg you to help me, my mother has an accident!" Meng Qingge didn't remember Annan at all, she had never been so scared, her brain was blank, just pleading vigorously.

Annan has always thought that he is not a good person and does not like to meddle in things, but looking at Meng Qingge's tearful appearance, he actually moved a trace of compassion.

The smell of disinfectant water fills the hospital, and the lights in the operating room are still on.

Meng Qingge sat motionless on the bench, her white cotton skirt was stained with blood, her face was as white as paper, and her eyes were empty.

It was as if her whole soul had been emptied, and she was unbelievably quiet, as if the hysterical woman on the road had never been her.

Annan leaned on the opposite aisle with his chest crossed, his eyes looked at Meng Qingge on the bench without blinking, and he was suddenly curious about what kind of girl this was?

Obviously, he was like a child just now, but now he is calm and doesn't even have a tear.

The doctor soon came out and apologized to Meng Qingge: "I'm sorry, we've done our best." It's just that the patient died before he was brought to the hospital, and there was really nothing we could do. ”

In fact, when she saw her mother cut her wrists, Meng Qingge knew that she couldn't be saved.

This poor woman has endured for so many years, and finally she is ruthless to leave herself......

Biting her lower lip tightly to prevent tears from flowing out again, Meng Qingge smiled sadly and laughed at herself: "It's not your fault, this woman has always been irresponsible." ”

In the past eighteen years, Meng Qingge has viciously wanted the woman in front of him to die at many nights.

As long as she is dead, she no longer has to hide that she has such a disgraceful mother.

But now that she is really dead, Meng Qingge feels that her heart is empty......