Bizarre Love

Chapter 131 Tears (2)

Shu Zhitong wiped his face and remained silent. No one understands his heartache at the moment.

Meng Ting is his daughter, and Shu Lan is also his daughter. But because he didn't teach it well, a little girl would set fire to her sister.

Fortunately, nothing happened.

But Shulan is a crime!

Shu Zhitong trembled and said after a while, "Call the police."

He also hoped that it wasn't Shu Lan, but if it was true, then no matter who it was, he should get the punishment he deserved.

Shu Yang turned his head away: "With such a big fire, the upstairs and downstairs have already called the police."

Shu Zhitong didn't say a word, he forced himself to go downstairs to buy something for Meng Ting.

These few days Meng Ting's ward was very lively, the class teacher and classmates all came. The fire was almost on TV, and the school automatically raised donations to their family.

Teacher Fan stroked her hair, and it was the first time that her always serious face was so gentle: "Take care of your throat, come back to class a few days later, everyone misses you very much. This is a donation from the school, not much, just 50,000 yuan, yes Everyone's thoughts."

Meng Ting nodded, the corners of his lips curved, his brown eyes were clean and gentle.

She said softly: "Thank you teacher."

The voice is hoarse and distressing.

Zhao Nuancheng was lying in front of the hospital bed, grinning: "Listen, don't be sad, everything will get better. Many classmates have asked me to bring you a message. Look at this little notebook, it is everyone's blessings for you."

Meng Ting took the notebook, and every page he turned over was filled with different handwriting.

The students wrote very seriously.

Things like getting well soon, Goddess Meng Ting, come on, get well soon and so on.

The last four characters - waiting for your return.

"The second place in our class owes a lottery, saying you have to get better soon, otherwise he will be the first."

Meng Ting's eyes were sore, holding the white notebook, smiling and nodding.

Zhao Nuancheng and the others left, and many uncles and aunts from Shu Zhitong's laboratory came again.

Meng Ting's health was not serious, but he had to observe and observe the harmful gas he inhaled to prevent any impact, and his throat was sore. Uncles and aunts bought flowers and fruits, and the wards were almost out of piles.

Shu Zhitong thanked them one by one.

This is how the world is warm and cold.

There are always not as many bad people as there are good people.

After everyone left, the ward finally became quiet. Shu Yang sat at the head of her bed and peeled apples for her. When the sky came in, her profile was delicate and beautiful. And because of his illness, he appeared faintly weak and stunning.

Meng Ting picked up a pen and wrote on the paper——

【Where is Jiang Ren】

Shu Yang paused when he was peeling the apple, the peel of the apple was broken, he picked it up and threw it into the trash can: "I don't know, he hasn't been here before, I didn't lie to you."

Meng Ting would ask this sentence every day after waking up.

She always writes quietly on the paper——

[Where's Jiang Ren? 】

[Is he here today? 】

When she got a negative answer, she stopped asking. Quiet and well-behaved, Shu's father hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time, and Shu Zhitong was relieved until her body gradually recovered, and took a nap for a while.

But today, she was unexpectedly stubborn, and wrote [Why didn't he come? 】

Her eyes were clean, and her skin was a little pale. Like a porcelain beauty, Shu Yang's appearance was reflected in his brown eyes, and Shu Yang suddenly felt a little sad.

He pursed his lips: "I don't know, many people have come, but he didn't come. He has a bad reputation, most of them are just for fun. If he doesn't come, then forget about him. Sister."

It was the first time he called his sister, but when he looked up, he saw that her big eyes were full of water.

She lowered her eyes, tears fell on the notebook, word by word, seriously. Tears blurred the handwriting, and he could clearly see what she wrote——

【He is not】

Meng Ting got out of bed and put on his shoes.

On a midsummer day, the sun hangs high outside.

She was still wearing a hospital gown with blue and white stripes.

The girl's skin was fair, and her lips were slightly pink. She has a slender waist and her exposed arms are also delicate and weak.

She suddenly did this, startling Shu Yang: "What are you doing?"

She lowered her eyes, showing her fair instep, put on her shoes, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll go find him."

She always felt that it was not a dream, nor was it an illusion born of her despair.

If it wasn't for him, what would that cold and tight embrace, the hot tears falling on her cheeks be?

But if it is really him.

Why did everyone say that the firefighters arrived in time and carried her out of the coma.

Shu Yang couldn't stop her, her face was still pale, only a pair of glass-like eyes were clean and transparent.

Shu Zhitong took a leave of absence. During this time, he was battered and was negotiating with the landlord.

The originally rented house burned down, and the source of the fire was still at Shu's house. The police investigated Shu Lan's matter.