In the next second, Gao Lang rushed to the newcomer holding hands with an arrow step, his eyes were engraved on Zhong Jiaran's beautiful goose egg face, melancholy overflowed from his heart, and a gray haggard color gradually appeared on his face, and his eyes were full of unwilling pain and unwillingness to believe, "Old classmate, don't be busy, I haven't saluted the bride's wine yet!" ”

The atmosphere froze again, Du Ancheng's body stiffened suddenly, and the rolling undercurrent instantly condensed all over his body, and his originally cold face became even more gloomy.

Gao Lang said, poured himself a large glass of wine, raised the wine glass with a wry smile, and choked slightly: "This glass of wine ......"

"This glass of wine, I salute the bride...... Good luck with you...... Wishing you eternal happiness! Healthy! Happy! I...... I'll do it first! After speaking, Gao Lang swallowed another glass of spirits, and the spicy taste choked his throat.

But, how can this compare to distress? Gao Lang's dark eyes were firmly fixed on Zhong Jiaran's face, and his pupils shot out an abnormal light, as if he had a lot to say, and he seemed to have nothing to say......

Zhong Jiaran's heart was beating irregularly, even her breathing seemed to block cotton, she was weightless, her hand holding the wine glass trembled, and her eyes staring at him seemed to be embedded with broken moon and starlight, which was unbearable, and what could not be hidden in it was a deep affection, and she said in a trembling voice: "Gao Lang...... Don't drink any more! ”

"I'm sorry, old classmate, Jia Ran has almost drunk it, I'll drink this cup for her!" The hatred in Du Ancheng's eyes flashed like a meteor, snatched the wine glass from Zhong Jiaran's hand, and drank it all, "The old classmate is missing!" ”

……

The emotional entanglement between the three has to start from the beginning, time goes back to ten years ago, in 2000, New China, Zhong Jiaran was fourteen years old.

September 1 is the first day of school.

On this day, early in the morning, Meng Yujun took her father's trembling hand and handed her the crumpled 500 yuan (of which 280 yuan is a semester's tuition and miscellaneous fees, 150 yuan is a semester's accommodation fee, and the remaining 70 yuan is for her to buy daily necessities and a week's living expenses), and her mother, Qin Shufang, who was carrying a large basket of straw, walked to Tongliang Pulu Middle School to report.

The straw was carried to school to make her bed, so that she could save 30 yuan to buy a palm mat.

Because she had to study at night in the third year of junior high school, Meng Yujun's house was five or six miles away from the school she attended in the town, so the overstretched family had to make up enough tuition and miscellaneous fees for her, and the housing fee allowed her to study in the boarding school.

However, Meng Yujun never dreamed that because of living in school, she almost embarked on a road of death; Just because of living in the school, her life has left an indelible shadow for a lifetime.

Meng Yujun was originally in the first class, and when she went to the school to register, the original homeroom teacher, Teacher Yang, told her that because the third year of junior high school was facing the high school entrance examination, the school transferred the top ten students in each class to the third class.

In this way, Meng Yujun, who took the first place in the final exam last semester, was transferred to the third class, and her homeroom teacher became Teacher Peng.

After paying the money and registering, the teacher informed her that the dormitory was 107.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Shufang carried the straw to bedroom 107.

All the classmates in the dormitory looked at Meng Yujun and Qin Shufang with strange eyes, she knew, because others said that her mother looked like her grandmother.

Truly.

Qin Shufang adopted her at the age of forty-three, and now she is fourteen years old, Qin Shufang is fifty-seven, and again, Qin Shufang is an authentic rural woman, working all day long, and the wind and sun for many years have made her face dark and thin, full of wrinkles, like a withered old loofah tendon, much older than ordinary people, so Qin Shufang does look more like her grandmother; Therefore, it is not surprising that when she told her classmates that Qin Shufang was her mother, the classmates all looked at their mother and daughter with very strange eyes.

Another thing that is special to her is that she is the only one in the entire dormitory who makes the bed with straw, and the other classmates buy palm mats to make the bed.

After making the bed, Qin Shufang accompanied her to buy daily necessities such as boiling water bottles, basins, buckets, hangers, and mouthwash cups.

After everything was carefully arranged for Meng Yujun, Qin Shufang carried the basket on her back and prepared to go back. Meng Yujun had just sent Qin Shufang out of the school gate, she looked at her mother's thin and rickety back, and her eyes were instantly moistened.

At this time, an Audi drove to the school gate, stopped, Zhong Jiaran got out of the car, and ran quickly to Meng Yujun's side, and the two hugged happily, "Yujun, long time no see!" ”

"Jiaran, long time no see!" Meng Yujun said excitedly.

The two have been in the same class since junior high school, because Meng Yujun's family is poor and often bullied by classmates, Zhong Jiaran is not used to often standing up for her, and they are uneven, and gradually the two become best friends.

"Yes, let's sign up first." At this time, Zhong Jiaran's mother Xu Hui got out of the car and said cordially.

"Hello Auntie!" Meng Yujun greeted politely.

"Yu Jun is good." Xu Hui responded with a smile.

"Let's go, then, sign up first." At this time, Zhong Jiaran's father, Zhong Xueliang, also parked the car, walked over, and said kindly.

"Hello uncle!" Meng Yujun greeted politely again.

"Yujun is good!" Zhong Xueliang responded with a smile.

"Yujun, I'll sign up first, I'll play with you later!" Zhong Jiaran said that, and walked into the school gate with his parents.

"Okay." Meng Yujun smiled.

Meng Yujun looked at Zhong Jiaran's back and was so envious!

Zhong Jiaran is recognized as the school flower of the school, with beautiful people, good grades, good family background, good personality, and good to people, in the eyes of Meng Yujun, she is good at everything. The most enviable thing for Meng Yujun is that no one bullied her, even the eldest sister in the class who always finds fault with her for no reason and is arrogant and domineering, never dares to bully Jiaran.

Zhong Jiaran, like Meng Yujun, was transferred to the third class because of his excellent grades.

Because the official class will start tomorrow, after registering, Zhong Jiaran found Meng Yujun and dragged her to a residential building next to the school, 501, three bedrooms and one living room, and took the stairs, because there was no elevator room near the school.

Zhong Jiaran's parents bought this house just to take care of her, so every winter and summer vacation, this house is empty.

Meng Yujun is a frequent visitor here, she often came here to eat when she was in the first and second years of junior high school.

"Yujun, sit by yourself!" Xu Hui said kindly.

"Okay, thank you, Auntie!" Meng Yujun responded happily.

"Ranran, ask your mother to buy whatever you want to eat!" Zhong Xueliang reclined on the leather sofa and pressed the TV with the remote control in his hand.

"Anything!" Zhong Jiaran suddenly turned his head to Meng Yujun and said, "Yujun, what do you want to eat?" ”

"Anything is fine." Meng Yujun replied with a smile.

"Yujun, eat fruit!" At this time, Xu Hui brought out a plate of washed fruit from the kitchen and placed it on the granite coffee table in the living room.

"Thank you, Auntie!" Meng Yujun took a grape.

"Yujun, eat! You're welcome, eat more! Zhong Jiaran stopped when he saw that Meng Yujun had eaten a few pieces, and hurriedly brought it to her, and said enthusiastically. She knew in her heart that Yujun's family was poor, and she must have very few fruits to eat at home.

"Yujun, feel free to yourself, don't be polite!" At this time, Zhong Xueliang was also easy-going.

"Okay." Meng Yujun began to eat sweet and juicy grapes again, sweet and sour, really delicious! Every time she comes to Jia Ran's house, she will eat delicious fruits and hearty meals, which she does not have to eat at home.

Later, Meng Yujun had a sumptuous dinner at Zhong Jiaran's house and watched TV for a while before going back to school.

The next day, classes officially began.

At this time, Zhong Jiaran was surprised to find that her table mate was Du Ancheng again!

Du Ancheng is also in the first class, and he is at the same table with Zhong Jiaran in the first and second years of junior high school.

However, Du Ancheng's results are either the first from the bottom or the second from the bottom. Didn't Teacher Yang say that the top 10 in each class were transferred to the third class? Could it be that he performed exceptionally well in the final exams last semester? Got in the top 10?

"Hey! Jiaran, long time no see! Du Ancheng looked at Zhong Jiaran, grinned and greeted with a smile showing a mouthful of big white teeth.

"Long time no see." Zhong Jiaran stiffly pulled out a smile and replied. She didn't want to share a table with him, he either borrowed a pen or a ruler in class, and always talked to interfere with her lectures!

"I haven't seen you for a summer vacation, you seem to have tanned a little, but it looks better!" Du Ancheng propped himself on the desk with one hand, looked at her, and praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Oh." She replied lightly.

"Where do you go during the summer vacation? I went to Sanya, it's so hot! It's hotter than our Chongqing! But it's fun! I told you that the mustard they used for barbecue is spicier than the Chaotian pepper we have here! It's super unpalatable......" Du Ancheng's eyes kept on her firmly, as if she had opened a chatterbox, and she kept talking.

Zhong Jiaran was suddenly a little irritable, and she didn't want to be unhappy with people on the first day of class, so she listened patiently. Fortunately, it didn't take long for the "Bell Bell Bell ......" class bell to ring! For the first time, she felt that the class bell sounded so beautiful.

Du Ancheng's mouth finally closed three minutes later, the moment Teacher Peng walked into the classroom.

Du Ancheng is still the same as before, and there are a lot of things to do in class time! Touching her elbow from time to time, borrowing a pen; Every now and then he touched her elbow again, borrowing ink; Every now and then he touched her elbow again and borrowed a note......

Finally, when Du Ancheng touched Zhong Jiaran's elbow for the fifth time, she was furious! Turn your head sideways and glare at him viciously!

Du Ancheng looked back at her with a hippie smile on his face.

Zhong Jiaran glared at him viciously, didn't say a word, and turned his head sideways.

At this time, Du Ancheng didn't interfere with Zhong Jiaran's lecture anymore, however, it didn't take long for the class bell to ring. Forty minutes of the first class passed like this, but fortunately, the teacher didn't talk about anything important in this class.

"Zhong Jiaran borrowed your notes for me to copy, I forgot to take notes just now." As soon as Teacher Peng walked out of the classroom, Du Ancheng immediately said to Zhong Jiaran with a smile.

Zhong Jiaran handed him the language book, and said solemnly for the first time: "In the future, you are not allowed to talk to me during class time!" ”

"Good. Be sure to pay attention next time! Du Ancheng replied with a smile.

It's the same answer every time, I don't know if he can remember it this time!

Zhong Jiaran got up and walked out of the classroom. As soon as she walked to the toilet, she suddenly felt a hot current gushing out of her lower body, and she knew that it must be the "big aunt" who came.

She quickly ran back to the classroom, hid the sanitary napkins she had prepared, and prepared to go to the toilet again. Who knew when Du Ancheng, who was standing at the door of the classroom, suddenly stretched out his hand to block her way, "Where did Zhong Jiaran run again?" Still holding a book? ”

Zhong Jiaran thought that there was a sanitary napkin hidden in the book, and her face turned red, "I want you to take care of it!" Get out of the way! ”

"Don't let it! Unless you show me something good hidden in the book? Du Ancheng said with a smirk.

"Sick!" Zhong Jiaran scolded with a red face, and wanted to walk out of the back door.

What expected! Du Ancheng grabbed the book in her hand, "God is mysterious, can't you hide a love letter?" I want to see it! ”

"Duane admit that you let go!" Zhong Jiaran's face turned even redder! Like a boiled shrimp, "tell you to let go!" Did you hear that? ”

"Show me!" Du Ancheng said stubbornly.

What expected! Just as the two of them were dragging hard, the sanitary napkin suddenly slipped out of the book and fell straight to the ground!

The two of them paused at the same time! It's embarrassing!

Du Ancheng also blushed instantly, all the way to the root of his ears. She looked at Zhong Jiaran with a guilty face, dazed, and didn't know what to say......

In the next second, a book hit Du Ancheng in the face!

"Take it! Take it! Take it all! Zhong Jiaran blushed, roared angrily, and ran out of the classroom with red eyes.

"Jiaran! ......" Meng Yujun, who had just come back from the toilet, happened to bump into Zhong Jiaran who rushed out of the classroom angrily, and then looked at the sanitary napkins and books lying on the ground in embarrassment at the door of the classroom, she hurriedly squatted down and picked them up, and hurriedly, ran in the direction of Zhong Jiaran and chased after him.