This is the first time she has felt this annoying but warm feeling.

But it's still not true.

Wang Menglai laughed out of tears, raised his hand to wipe it, and complained ruthlessly: "Childish ghost." ”

Jiang He turned to face her, peeking a slit out of the quilt, just in time to see her secretly wiping her tears, as if he felt the same sadness.

"I just cried when I gave you such a little care? You're too easily moved, and that's not good. ”

If it's so easy to be moved, isn't it easy to be deceived?

Jiang He couldn't help but worry about her.

Wang Menglai wiped away his tears and glared at him unconvinced: "Obviously, you didn't realize what you gave me." ”

Jiang He "cut" lightly, and then asked curiously: "What if I like you?" ”

When she was in junior high school, she happened to hear something from an older sister:

There can be people who secretly like, but only secretly like. Because you're not good enough, and the people you like don't make you good. ’

'Crush must be the water that waters you, not buries your ashes.

Everything has to be built on helping you forge ahead. Because if you don't have a great future, it's all temporary. ’

So she can't accept his liking. Because she has too little.

Wang Menglai couldn't accept it no matter how he thought about it.

She couldn't accept that someone was always joking about this kind of thing, so she looked at him seriously and said, "Jianghe, tell me, you are teasing me." Don't always joke with feelings, I'm going to hit you. ”

The voice was as gentle as ever, gentle with detachment.

Jiang He's heart suddenly twitched, and he was a little sad after listening to her words.

There are many, many emotions in those eyes, and I can't believe that I am struggling and sad... It was as if I had suddenly fallen from the sky to the bottom of the sea, and there was a moment of suffocation.

He really wanted to give a negative answer, but she looked too serious, so serious that it seemed that he was making a mistake by giving a negative.

So his answer was so light that he almost couldn't hear it: "Yes." ”

The sparkle in his eyes quietly disappeared. I don't want to pay attention to her anymore.

Stiffly rolled over, with his back to her.

Wang Menglai's gentle voice continued: "We have only known each other for less than two days, and anyone who listens to your words will think that this is a joke, don't blame me." ”

The voice is gentle, but like a knife. Steady and ruthless.

"Be realistic." She posted.

"Okay."

How can two people with different growth environments, different views, and different interests and hobbies come together.

There is no inferiority, but I just feel unworthy for him.

Listening to Wang Meng's words, Jiang He was even less sleepy. For an hour, he covered his head with a quilt, revealing only a small slit to breathe. Shrinking into the quilt, I unconsciously recalled the past, and found that she had changed a lot.

It took Wang Menglai an hour to finish the hand-copied test papers that he had spent four hours collating out. He has really sorted out the topics well, from the beginning to the back, from the foundation to the strengthening.

She can see the answer in five seconds for the basic part, which is not interesting at all, and the strengthening part is not difficult, it is all pediatric, and the last few pages have a little value. Of course, the difficulty is inferior to that of five or three. But it's quite suitable for people with poor foundations.

What he worked so hard to sort out can't be wasted, it's better to contribute.

Outside the window, the sky was getting brighter, and flocks of sparrows were chirping in the branches.

Looking across from him, facing her desk, the row of books on the table was neatly arranged, and a little closer enough to make out the date on the schedule she had placed in the window.

When they looked out of each other's windows, they could only see each other's bedrooms. Not a bit green.

Wang Menglai also liked to plant flowers and grasses very much, but then they all died, so he didn't dare to plant them again.

Grandma Wang saw that they didn't go downstairs at six o'clock and went upstairs to urge, the elderly were inconvenient with their hands and feet, and they couldn't help but be louder when they went upstairs.

Grandma Wang had to go up the stairs for half a minute, and she didn't hear a sound upstairs for half a minute.

Thinking that a big girl of her came to him early in the morning, he made her a little unhappy for so long, pointed to the house and said, "Have you been waiting for him?" Oops, you stinky boy. ”

Seeing that she didn't squeak, Grandma Wang became angry and was about to knock on his door.

"Grandma, he studies diligently at night, let him sleep a little longer, right?"

Wang Menglai grabbed her and pleaded softly.

Grandma Wang looked at her low-voiced appearance, touched her smooth hand, and smiled inexplicably: "Okay." Come on, let's go down to eat. ”

Saying that, the two were about to leave, and the bedroom door was suddenly opened, and Jiang He appeared in front of the two.

The head is messed up into a chicken nest, and the face is haggard. Leaning lazily on the edge of the door, brushing his hair casually, his face was tired, his eyes were written with disdain, and he didn't know who he was angry with.

His gaze glanced at Wang Menglai for a second of pause, and finally landed on Grandma Wang, her voice was slightly hoarse, and she said with a smile: "Grandma, go together." ”

Wang Menglai panicked when he heard his voice, didn't look at him, and lowered his head. I was also convinced that I was doing the right thing.

Jiang He walked towards them and rubbed her hair, looking very doting.

Wang Menglai quietly raised his eyes to look at him, saw the reluctance in his eyes, and responded to him with a bright smile that could slap his heart.

Jiang He was indeed obviously lonely for a second, and his smile paused. But he quickly recovered, and pushed one with his left and right hands and pushed downstairs. The appearance of pretending to be light and light also punished Wang Menglai's heart.

When going downstairs, Wang Menglai carefully supported Grandma Wang, and Jiang He followed them one by one, and she was gentle and careful.

It's hard to imagine what kind of object a person like her will find in the future, and how much beauty she will miss out on her forbearance and sensibility.

Breakfast had been set up on a small table in the courtyard, and it was still steaming.

Grandma Wang knew that she was coming, and she deliberately fried the vegetables that were left for stir-fry at noon in the morning. Yesterday, when Zhang Cuicui was chatting, she always told her about Menglai intentionally or unintentionally, which meant that she didn't like Menglai to always come to her for dinner, and she couldn't treat Menglai badly when she got the opportunity.

In the morning, I cooked white rice porridge and fried two dishes, fried shredded pork with potatoes and scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Before he sat down at the table to eat, Wang Mengling came happily, shaking the key of the 28 bars in his hand as if he was showing off something.

When she saw Wang Meng coming here at the Cheng family, she was obviously unhappy, but she didn't show it particularly obviously.

Grandma Wang beckoned to her warmly: "Come on, come on, come on, come to dinner." ”

"Grandma is so nice." Wang Mengling trotted over.

Wang Menglai quietly handed her the bench under his buttocks, and went to the side to serve another one.

Jiang He didn't look back, his body didn't move until she sat down next to her, and then moved to Grandma Wang.

So, Wang Mengling sat between Menglai and Jianghe, neither of them showed obvious displeasure, but she still felt that the atmosphere here was not normal.

At the dinner table, the two old men were in a good mood.

After approaching, he greeted them one by one, and finally called Wang Menglai perfunctorily.

Wang Menglai was not annoyed at all, obviously accustomed to this kind of differential treatment.

Everyone at the table is used to all this happening, but Jiang He is not used to it.

He ignored her, ate his own meal, sandwiched a piece of potato and ate it, and ate salt grains in his mouth, so he reminded: "Grandma, the potatoes are a little salty." ”

Grandma Wang didn't care, looked at Wang Meng dotingly and said, "Next time, let the dream do it for you, her skills can be passed on to me." ”

Wang Meng was eating her own food by herself, and she smiled at them when she heard her grandmother mention her.

Without waiting for Jiang He to speak, Wang Mengling was unconvinced and said, "Grandma, my cooking is also delicious." ”

"Hey. Both of you cook deliciously, and you should have learned how much she cooks if you eat too much. ”

Grandma Wang calmly poked at her.

She was so blocked that she didn't say anything more.

"Let's eat first."

Cheng Dali sandwiched vegetables for everyone, especially for Wang Menglai, and sandwiched an extra piece of shredded meat. Chopsticks seem to be casual, but in fact, they are hidden thoughts.

Wang Menglai smiled sincerely at him.

Cheng Dali smiled kindly and nodded slightly.

Jiang He took all of this in and didn't show anything. After that, he glanced at Wang Mengling next to her, who was looking at herself with burning eyes.

I can't help but sigh in my heart, the difference between people is really big.

When I went to her house before, I found that Wang Menglai's situation was a little embarrassing, and it turned out that it had reached this level.

No one hurts, no one loves, she is a little cabbage in the ground~

It's okay

And me.