Under Jiang He's indifferent gaze, this morning passed peacefully. Originally, there were few people who accosted Wang Menglai, but after he lost his temper, it was completely gone.

As soon as school was out at noon, Wang Menglai left first, and Jiang He followed Wang Mengling all the way.

Riding in the shade of a tree, it was a little cooler.

Wang Mengling knew that he was panicked, but he didn't dare to talk to him when he looked so indifferent. is as indifferent as Wang Menglai, this is the first time. Maybe it's because he and Wang Menglai have stayed for a long time, so the two of them are more and more alike.

Jiang He's mind was full of Wang Menglai's tearful eyes in the morning, and he was weak because of those tearful eyes, otherwise he wouldn't have rushed out to speak for her.

"Am I not supposed to have done something wrong?" He asked, confused.

"Huh? Does my brother mean that he is protecting his sister? Wang Mengling was taken aback, she asked.

He shook his head, obviously lonely, "I mean I quarreled with your sister." ”

Wang Mengling smiled relaxedly, "No." That's my sister did something wrong, and my brother shouldn't always protect her, otherwise she will never change, and she won't know what she did wrong. ”

Jiang He looked at her and smiled so sweetly, and chose to believe her. However, Wang Menglai is that person, he will never be straightforward for no reason, and when he sees her sad, he can't help but want to give her a hug. Maybe it's because they've been together for a long time and have become dependent.

"Did you really see your sister sue that day?"

"Well, I'm not the only one who sees it." Wang Mengling bowed her head and replied.

That day, Wang Menglai went to the head teacher, and the two of them talked a lot, but in fact, there were only four sentences about Jin Yaohua, the first two sentences were suspected of being informed, but the last two sentences she also redeemed the previous words, but the last two sentences everyone invariably chose to forget.

They quarreled about this, and if you want to blame Wang Menglai, she is usually too indifferent, and she hides everything in her heart, whether it is good or bad, so the river has been backlogged for a long time, and she just found an opportunity to quarrel with her, and finally made trouble to the current situation. The available evidence does not prove that Wang Menglai is the culprit, and Wang Mengling doesn't believe it, who let her run into the muzzle.

Wang Mengling's words puffed up Jiang He's courage. He felt that he had suddenly seen the world clearly, and he had seen Wang Menglai clearly.

When he returned home, the two old men sat in the courtyard to eat, and they didn't wait for him. This is the first time.

He put down his bag and went to the kitchen to wash his hands, and glanced at them a few times, as if they didn't bother to pay attention to him.

After washing his hands, he sat down in front of them with a stool, which was not too bad, and he knew to serve him food.

Picking up the chopsticks and just taking a bite of the dish, Cheng Dali brought another bowl of rice full of vegetables on the table to him, "At noon today, your Uncle Wang and Aunt Zhu are going to take Wang Mengling to give gifts, Wang Menglai has nothing to eat at home alone, you go and send this meal to her." ”

Wang Zhishu saw that he was disobedient and pushed his arm a few times, and he dodged irritably, and reluctantly sat on the other side of the table. Cheng Dali's original good-natured appearance immediately changed.

Wang Zhishu put down his chopsticks, walked to him with a bowl, and said softly, "We have to cherish the people we meet." Finally, I listened to my grandmother and handed her the food. "Half-pleading.

He listened to this soft whisper, took it with great annoyance, shook his face as if he was angry, and left.

In a matter of seconds, there was no one in front of me.

Wang Jia'an was quiet, without a sound. The battery cars in the yard were also ridden. There was no trace of Wang Menglai on the first floor. He was quite tired of handing out food, after all, she was so good at cooking, how could she be hungry? I've known her for a long time, when did you go hungry for him?

But if you turn the memory forward, she is indeed such a person. When he wasn't there, she seemed to come over on instant noodles. It's like the first few days of acquaintance. He had lost his temper with her over this, but it didn't work.

There was no one on the first floor, so he went to the second floor.

The second floor was also empty, and Wang Menglai could not be found.

It doesn't matter if she's not there, anyway, his task is to deliver food, as for whether anyone eats it, it's none of his business?

So he put the dishes and chopsticks on her desk.

Somehow, it was such a coincidence, he was quite happy that he didn't meet her, and bumped into her when he went down the stairs.

Wang Menglai's face was gloomy. The hairline is close to the scalp, the hair on the sideburns is dripping down, and there is still some water left on the face, obviously just washed the face. Although the eyes were bloodshot, they still looked beautiful and clean.

"Grandma asked me to bring you food." He didn't look directly into Wang Menglai's eyes and said coldly.

Wang Menglai had just cried, and her voice must have been hoarse, so she didn't speak, just nodded indifferently and didn't look at him.

Jiang He was dissatisfied with her perfunctory answer, and stepped in front of her in a few steps, forcing her to lean against the wall and speak.

He endured the fire and said, "Why do you still have this attitude? Do you look at me? Can you look me in the eye? ”

Every sentence forced her to retreat, but she had no way back.

She shook her head and didn't speak.

"Don't you want to get away with it? Are you hanging me on purpose? What am I? Jiang He asked fiercely.

And she was a little excited, shaking her head and said

"I'm not hanging on to you, I just want you to get better and better. You asked me this question at the beginning, and I answered it. The same answer is now. ”

There was a lot of ridicule in his eyes, "Wang Menglai, like you, who is heartless and indifferent, can you have friends?" No wonder no one else likes you, and I hate it too. ”

Wang Menglai shook his head

"Jianghe, I just want you to grow. I don't have the morals to kidnap you, because that's what you're here for. ”

He said bluntly, "Wang Menglai, I'm not bad without you, but you're too good." ”

She seriously asked, "Is that wrong?" ”

Jiang He solemnly emphasized to her, "Everyone has their own character, Wang Menglai, don't want to dominate me anymore." ”

"I didn't." She denied it.

The denial punctured the disgruntled balloon in his heart like a thorn: "But I have!" ”

His reaction was very intense, and in the two seconds he spoke, Wang Meng could see a lot, but she couldn't respond to anything.

"I've listened to you so much, can you listen to me once in a while?" He suddenly calmed down and asked with a wry smile.

To Wang Menglai's eyes, the two seemed to be a collision of fire and water, and the final result was that the fire was engulfed and disappeared.

Wang Mengling's words gave him a lot of courage, and he used all these courages to confront Wang Menglai. She hadn't thought about these questions. If indifference really stabbed him, she was really willing to put it away, but she needed time, and she did it, but unfortunately it didn't end well.

She reached out her hand towards freedom and was thrown in mid-air, eventually falling back into the abyss, and the pain that followed was more intimidating than being surrounded by loneliness, because she was not used to it.

Fortunately, its cycle is short-lived, and the remission is only a matter of a year.

Fortunately, they haven't known each other for long.

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