This humble love (I)
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Meng Chun, who always examines others with thick lenses, finds himself in love with Jianghe.
He is tall and handsome, I heard that his family is poor, but he is generous, hearty and confident, and he can't see a little bit of childishness at all.
Meng Chun liked him and liked him from the first day he met him.
It's a crush, right? has never confessed, because not long after the first year of college, everyone knew that Jiang He caught up with the rich girl Cao Xinrui. The petite Cao Xinrui, with a round face and a smile with two dimples, is sweet.
Meng Chun looked at his slender figure, and then looked at his ordinary face, the thick myopia glasses on the bridge of his nose, the girl in the mirror was too ordinary and ordinary, and even her family background was not as good as Cao Xinrui, who was the eldest lady of a banker, and her parents were just middle school teachers.
Meng Chun stretched out his hand, pointed to himself in the mirror and sighed: "What do you compare with Cao Xinrui, what do you take to rob the river, it's useless, Meng Chun, you give up, you don't have any hope in your life." ā
Giving up these two words, it is easier said than done, Meng Chun knew that his love was very humble, it was already low to the dust, and he never thought that the other party would respond as long as he looked at him from afar.
I watched him hold his books, walk through the campus path full of luan trees, and hurriedly stride towards the teaching building.
It is already early autumn, and the yellow tiny stamen of the luan tree is sprinkled all over the ground, and it is soft and soft when stepped on, and there is a faint fragrance.
Meng Chun followed behind him, looking at the back of the black tunic suit, his shoulders were so broad, his legs were so powerful, and his arms shook when he walked, but unfortunately none of this belonged to her, on the other side, Cao Xinrui, who was as bright as the spring sunshine, ran over with a smile, the two of them held hands in hand, Jiang He held Cao Xinrui's hand and shook it hard, Cao Xinrui's silver bell-like laughter sounded: "It's so bad, you." ā
Meng Chun watched from afar, lowered his head, and stared at the Luan tree on the ground.
The thin yellow flowers covered the ground, and there were a few traces of a broom sweeping. A tear fell, and a small dot smashed out of the fine and dense yellow, revealing the cement on the ground.
Meng Chun took a deep breath, turned to look at the side, and the outer wall of the red brick physics laboratory building opposite was crawling with ivy, small pentagonal leaves, and long vines stretched out in all directions, because in autumn, the edges showed a little dark red.
You are working hard for the sunshine and rain.
Meng Chun thought stupidly, and at this time, a hand patted her on the shoulder: "Hey, Meng Chun, what are you thinking?" So fascinating. ā
Meng Chun was wandering in all directions, Leng Buding was slapped by Yin Dandan, he was frightened, his elbow swung back, Yin Dandan was caught off guard, and the book in his hand was knocked to the ground.
Only then did Meng Chun realize that he was going too far, and hurriedly squatted down to help Yin Dandan pick up the books.
A photo fell from ancient Chinese, Meng Chun picked it up, and saw that it was a man in his thirties, with a large black mole on the exposed part of his neck.
"This is my dad."
Yin Dandan noticed Meng Chun's curious gaze, she didn't want to be mistaken by her classmates.
"Your dad is very good-looking." Meng Chun nodded.
"Let's go, it's going to class right away, Mr. Lin hates being late the most."
Yin Dandan stepped forward and took Meng Chun's hand.
Later, the relationship with Yin Dandan became better and better, and Meng Chun vaguely knew that Yin Dandan's father seemed to have been missing for a long time, and she never mentioned him.
Meng Chun tried hard to suppress her humble feelings, not wanting to be discovered and ridiculed, but this persistent emotion was like a red-hot iron, branding the word river in every corner of her heart. is also like a spring silkworm, treating her heart as a mulberry leaf, chirping and gnawing on her heart every quiet night, and she tosses and turns in pain.
Finally, one weekend, Meng Chun took the opportunity to ask questions and came to Jianghe's dormitory.
The door to the dormitory was open, but empty.
Meng Chun thought in disappointment: He must have gone on a date with Cao Xinrui again, right?
Meng Chun looked around the room and found that it was a little messy, so he sighed and began to clean up.
After cleaning up for a while, the whole room was much cleaner, Meng Chun set her eyes on the books on the desk again, and when she picked up a book, she found that there was a mirror frame pressed underneath, which was a family portrait of a family, young parents, and teenage boys.
This is a photo of Jiang He when he was a child.
Meng Chun picked up the frame and looked greedily, this was completely her time, her hand slid over Xiao Jianghe's face little by little, and then she was suddenly stunned, that man! The man standing next to the river was particularly familiar.
"Who told you to touch my things!"
Jiang He came from outside, was very angry when he saw this scene, and snatched the frame of the mirror.
This is the only photo he has with his parents, and he regards it as a treasure, and he really misses his parents last night, so he took it out to see it and forgot to take it back.
"Jianghe, I'm sorry." Meng Chun lowered his head and clasped his hands tightly, looking very embarrassed and uneasy.
Jiang He knew her gaze, of course he knew that there was always a pair of eyes staring at him, and he couldn't understand the love in that gaze.
But he could only pretend to ignore it.
Meng Chun has an ordinary appearance, mediocre grades, and the most important thing is her family background, an ordinary teacher's family, which will not help him in the future.
How will a boy from a poor background gain a foothold in this society in the future?
Meng Chun set her sights on Cao Xinrui as early as the beginning of school, the sweet-looking banker Miss Only, a silly girl who was cared for by her parents and family, as long as she had more sweet words, she could be deceived by a little more sweet words, as long as she was pregnant and had her own children in the future, her parents and family could only accept this family business, and what kind of property and social status would not be at your fingertips at that time?
And this woman, Jiang He looked at Meng Chun mockingly, and the corners of her mouth flashed with cold ridicule.
"Jianghe, is this your father?"
Meng Chun suddenly asked.
"Why are you talking so much nonsense?" Jiang He didn't bother to offer Meng Chun any manly demeanor.
"Is it really your dad?" Meng Chun asked again. Jiang He had no choice but to nod.
"I've seen this guy!"
As soon as Meng Chun's words fell, Jiang He suddenly grabbed her hand, Meng Chun's heart was pounding fast, she looked at him nervously, lowered her head, didn't dare to look at his eyes, and was worried that her heartbeat was too loud and would be discovered by him, it was really too embarrassing.
"Where? Where did you see it? Jiang He asked loudly.
"Yes...... It was Yin Dandan, she said it was her father, it seemed that she had been missing for a long time, and I also heard it by chance, and I didn't know the situation of her family very well. ā
"It's been missing for a long time!"
Jiang He repeated, his eyes shining brightly.
"Meng Chun!" He held Meng Chun's hand tightly, raised her hand, and kissed her lightly on his lips.
Meng Chun was almost suffocated, looking straight at him, not knowing what he was going to do.
"Help me, help me steal that photo of Yin Dandan, I'll just take a look. Help me, only you can help me. ā
Jiang He looked at the girl in front of him affectionately, as if he wanted to see the flowers in this plain face.
Meng Chun showed an embarrassed expression: "This ......"
"Meng Chun, please, I really need that picture."