Looking at his eyes, as deep as obsidian, the handkerchief between the two people was removed, and the distance between the lips was only a stone's throw away.

But the young man's eyes didn't see any emotion, and he was calm, as if even if he kissed him like this, it wouldn't change.

"Wen Jingrong, what do you want?" Meng Shuixin's eyes tightened, and he asked softly.

The young man did not speak, and the slight smile on the corner of his mouth was unfathomable.

During the afternoon class, Meng Shuixin was silent with his head down, trying to search out a qiē about Wen Jingrong in his previous life from his mind.

However, there will always be only a few adjectives that are false, and it is impossible to distinguish the truth from the false.

Is this teenager friend or foe?

The sharp sound of the bell at the end of class called Meng Shuixin's thoughts back all afternoon, and the students in the classroom left one after another.

Meng Shuixin didn't leave, and Wen Jingrong didn't leave either.

The two of them were competing against each other's endurance in an unmanned classroom, but unfortunately, this contest of who would speak first was interrupted by Lin Chuyang!

Lin Chuyang pulled Mo He, whose face was full of tears, and asked coldly half a meter away from Wen Jingrong: "Wen Jingrong, why did you do this?" ”

Mo He couldn't cry behind Lin Chuyang.

Meng Shuixin frowned slightly, and said, "What happened in the morning has nothing to do with Wen Jingrong!" ”

After speaking, the girl got up, held the schoolbag in one hand, and took Wen Jingrong's hand with the other and left.

Wen Jingrong watched Meng Shuixin take his hand, raised his extremely gentle eyebrows, and did not speak.

"Wen Jingrong!" Lin Chuyang's color was even more gloomy, and he didn't care about Meng Shuixin, and asked directly, "Why did you let Xiaohe drop out of school?" ”

Dropped?

Meng Shuixin stopped and looked at Wen Jingrong in surprise.

The young man had innocent and confused eyes, like a lost white rabbit.

"Wen Jingrong?" Meng Shuixin shouted softly.

"I forgot ......," Wen Jingrong said lightly.

"Forget it, let's go!" Meng Shuixin lost interest in an instant.

"Today, this morning...... "Mohe, how can they let them go, and finally they can be in the same school with Chuyang."

The girl lowered her head, bit her lip, and whispered, "Classmate Wen Jingrong said a word, and later, the principal persuaded me to drop out of school......"

"What did you say?" Meng Shuixin shook Wen Jingrong's hand and asked curiously.

Such an action fell into Lin Chuyang's eyes, and it became extremely dazzling, and he reacted so much when he touched her, and now, is he holding his man's hand?

Who said they liked it first?!

"I don't like the White Lotus......" Wen Jingrong looked at Mo He, who was sobbing, and repeated it again with a cold look in his eyes.

Wen Jingrong's eyes are different from Lin Chuyang, Lin Chuyang just makes people feel uncomfortable, while Wen Jingrong makes people feel a chill to the bone.

Mo He looked at such eyes, and couldn't help but dare not cry anymore.

"Poof!" Meng Shuixin covered his mouth and pretended to be calm.

"If you can't help it, don't put up with it......," Wen Jingrong said lightly.

"Beauty, you are really talented...... Meng Shuixin said with a smile.

"Yes." Wen Jingrong said unhurriedly, "Perhaps, I should also go to the film and television academy......"

Watching the girl pull the boy out of the classroom, Lin Chuyang was still holding Mohe, who was sobbing softly, in his arms, but his eyes stopped in the direction where the two disappeared and did not move for a long time.

When Meng Shuixin sat in the car, he couldn't help but laugh when he thought of it just now.

The little boy who was driving kept looking back, and he didn't dare to look back until he met Wen Jingrong's eyes.

"Wen Jingrong, we can't wait for the time when there is a problem with the jasper glaze before ......we sense it one by one" Meng Shuixin finally stopped smiling, thought about the things in the morning, and said seriously.

"What do you want?" Wen Jingrong flipped through the contract without raising his head.

"The sixteenth birthday of the eldest lady of the Meng family, it is indeed time to hold a banquet......"

The man said indifferently, "Isn't your sixteenth birthday over?" ”

Meng Shuixin paused for a moment, and then turned the young man's face with both hands, looked at the young man's eyes and said, "But there was no beauty at that time, you ah, this time, the beauty is coming to help me celebrate......

The corners of the young man's mouth curved, and his smile was peerless, reaching the bottom of Meng Shuixin's heart, and he said, "Okay." ”

The car stopped at the door of Meng's house, Wen Jingrong signed his name behind Wen Jiàn and handed it to the little boy, and when he turned his head, he saw the girl nestled next to the car door.

"What's wrong with you?"

The girl's whole body shrank into a ball and whispered: "It hurts~"

"Foot pain?"

"Stomach hurts!"

Wen Jingrong immediately opened the car door and held the girl in his arms, such a flamboyant girl, now curled up in a ball and lying in his arms, as if it would break if he touched it......

"Oh, what's the matter, Miss?" As soon as Uncle Meng opened the door, he saw Meng Shuixin being held in Wen Jingrong's arms with a pale face.

"It seems to be an upset stomach." Wen Jingrong explained.

"Oh, why does the eldest lady have a stomachache again!" Uncle Meng said worriedly, "Trouble Young Master Wen, I'll call the doctor!" ”

After tossing for more than an hour, it was finally dealt with.

In the living room,

Uncle Meng poured tea for Wen Jingrong: "Young Master Wen, thank you so much this time." ”

"With a gesture, looking at the way you looked just now, you seem to be familiar with Meng Shuixin's stomach ache?"

"Yes, the eldest lady of our family, she has a bad stomach since she was a child, and the food at home is specially configured by a nutritionist and a medicinal dietitian, but the eldest lady is very greedy, and I don't know what to eat this time!" Uncle Meng glanced upstairs worriedly, "I thought the eldest lady had something wrong because of the jasper glass!" ”

Wen Jingrong lowered his eyes and said softly: "Chili ......"

"Chili?" Uncle Meng was stunned for a moment before he reacted, "Well, it's very likely that the eldest lady likes to eat chili peppers, maybe she just ate them secretly!" ”

"Uncle Meng, I want to go up to see Meng Shuixin......" Wen Jingrong stood up and said.

"Okay."

Meng Shuixin's room is exquisite, even the paper box on the bedside table is a precious decoration carved with jade and gold filigree.

In the group photo on the wall, the girl awkwardly refuses to look at the camera.

On the balcony, wind chimes make a pleasant sound in the breeze.

And the girl on the bed was pale, and her long burgundy hair was draped over the snow-white bed, which was extremely uneven, like an elf who had fallen into the mortal world.

Suddenly, the girl's hands clung to the quilt, and the whole person looked very uneasy, and her head shook slightly from side to side.

Wen Jingrong stepped forward and pulled out the girl's hand that was torturing her.

The girl grabbed Wen Jingrong's hand fiercely, and her long nails left a deep blood mark on the back of Wen Jingrong's white hand.

The girl's mouth squirmed slightly, making a sound as thin as a mosquito.

Wen Jingrong lowered his head, the stinging pain in his hand made Wen Jingrong frown, only to hear the girl whisper as if she had used her whole life to endure it: "I-hate-you!" ”

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