Bizarre Love

Chapter 108 My Princess (2)

So there is this "My Princess" - let her fall in love with you, and she will never go away in this life.

He Junming stared straight at the eyes: "Isn't it true, Brother Ren believes in this superstition?"

Fang Tan fell back on the backrest and said, "Don't believe me." But he had no other choice. Only when people have no choice, when they can't get anything, would they burn incense and pray to Buddha to be superstitious.

Meng Ting received the notification of the semi-finals of the dance competition in early June.

On the weekend when the sun was shining on the window sills in the neighborhood, Meng Ting was at home arranging her skirts. A set of ballet costumes is definitely not enough. She heard that the final format is changeable. She believes she can make it to the final.

Then she saw the white feathered dress left by her mother.

Zeng Yujie smiled and said that she would not make clothes in the future, this was the last work she left behind, and it was originally a gift for Meng Ting as an adult. Meng Ting is now seventeen years old, just able to wear it.

Meng Ting folded it carefully, and the phone rang.

Jiang Ren said, "Come down, I have something for you."

Meng Ting was not so afraid of him now because she was making up lessons for him, when she ran down. He was waiting for her at the spot where he hit a tree with his car last time.

There was a scar on his face, a red scratch from the brow bone to the cheek.

However, his eyes were bright.

On a hot day, he was sweating.

The dark hair is wet and a box is in his hand.

He stands in the sun.

The eyebrows and eyes that were originally sharp and fierce, now appear even more unruly with the addition of a wound.

However, he didn't care, this kind of scratch would always be fine.

Meng Ting walked over, and he said: "I didn't give you a gift last time on Christmas Eve for your birthday, but this time I will make up for it." His eyes were full of brilliance and open-mindedness. He didn't tell her, but he did it for her himself. An ice crystal ball that can hold snowflakes.

Then the ice melted, and his heart ached from the cold.

Now he was standing in front of her, warm and throbbing again.

He opened the box, and Meng Ting felt for a moment that he had read it wrong. Under the sun, those shoes were crystal clear, reflecting a beautiful brilliance.

Water, crystal slipper?

"for you."

Meng Ting took a step back: "No."

Where did such a thing come from? She staggered her eyes from the glass slipper and landed on his hand holding the box.

She finally knew why he was sweating.

June noon. He wore a pair of black gloves. Gloves tightly wrapped his slender fingers.

Meng Ting asked him: "What happened to your hand?"

He froze, and said as if nothing had happened: "You can take it as a gift, it's worthless, someone else gave it to you. What's the use of me keeping this thing."

Meng Ting pursed her lips, she said to him softly in the shade, "Come here."

Jiang Ren went over.

A tall figure stood in front of her, still holding the box in his hand.

She stretched out her white hands and took the shoes. Then he said, "You took off your gloves."

Jiang Ren's tone was irritated, and he said fiercely: "You girl, why are you so busy?"

She just looked at him persistently.

He was suddenly a little frustrated, fuck, you're not afraid of him now, are you?

But when she looked at him with moist brown eyes, he relented again. Come on, let's see.

He took off his gloves, his palms were covered with sweat. Covered.

On the long and strong fingers, the knuckles were red and swollen, and the hands were full of wounds.

"How did the wound come about?"

She is simple but smart, Jiang Ren said silently: "Rock climbing." The height of 70 meters is too much for normal people. He slipped twice and his fingers can't straighten now.

Maybe it's too much sunlight. She felt like she was being scalded.

Meng Ting heard his soft voice: "Is it a reward?"

"Um."

Her eyes were sour.

If she doesn't ask, is he not going to talk about it?

He is so stupid, he is stupid in learning. It's stupid to even give a gift, the shoes in the box are too big at first glance. She couldn't fit it at all. However, she didn't say no for the first time, but closed the lid: "Thank you, it's beautiful."

He thought he had heard wrong.

she likes?

He thought of the implication of the shoes, superstition could be really useful.

Jiang Ren narrowed his eyes, and suddenly asked her: "Will you still dance in the future?"

Meng Ting didn't lie to him: "Yes."

"Can I come and see?"

She opened her mouth and finally said, "Yes."

He was already ready to be rejected, and she said yes off guard, Jiang Ren thought he had heard it wrong. He had a strange expression, whether to smile or not: "Is it really possible?"

Meng Ting felt a little ashamed, and she said, "How many times do you want to ask? If you don't come, forget it."

There was a smile in his eyes: "Come, definitely come!"

Looking at his swollen knuckles, Meng Ting couldn't tell what it was like.

He came here by taxi because he couldn't drive a car. His arm was so sore that he couldn't even lift it. Even the shoe box containing the crystal slipper was brought under his arm. It's just that he doesn't feel pain himself.

Meng Ting's two lifetimes combined did not live to twenty years. When she was a child, she heard many compliments, saying that she was a little princess, but Jiang Ren was the only one who really regarded her as a princess.

Jiang Ren didn't regard himself as a prince, he wiped the sweat from his forehead casually, he was completely the roughest folk guy, and asked her: "Tell me about the time and place, I'll write it down."

When he asked this question, Meng Ting raised his eyes and remembered that the finals were held in City B, and Jiang's family was also in City B.

And Jiang Ren was kicked out of the house.

When he came to City H last year,