Bizarre Love

Chapter 49: Bad guy (2)

"..." The students looked out curiously, and the teacher knocked on the podium: "What are you looking at, look at the blackboard!"

Jiang Ren walked through the bottom of the teaching building, and found the broken bike that He Junming described in the bicycle shed next to the guard room. At this point, class is in session, and the doorman is watching TV.

He chewed his gum and suddenly smiled.

Meng Ting had lunch at school at noon, and when school was over in the evening, she went to push her bicycle, unlocked it and pushed it two steps before she realized something was wrong.

She knelt down to look at it and found that the chain was broken, Meng Ting was stunned for a moment, wasn't it fine in the morning?

She was a little anxious, how could she go home if it broke down? It's hard to push the chain off.

And it was borrowed from my father, and it was difficult for them to explain if they broke other people's things on the first day.

Meng Ting rolled up her sleeves, her arms were white and slender, her long eyelashes drooped, and she wanted to put the chain back on by herself.

But the car was very old, and there was no lubricating oil on the chain. She tried several times, dirty her white and soft fingers, but couldn't put it back.

At that time, the campus was very quiet, she was carrying a schoolbag, and the students had all left. Only she fights against the broken car foolishly.

She was not the only one who came by bicycle, and the students passed by her sideways looking sideways.

They all knew her name was Meng Ting.

She was so pretty, the boy walked a few steps, pretending to look back at her casually.

There is no sunset in the winter evening.

The hem of Meng Ting's school uniform was hanging on the ground, her eyebrows and eyes were unbelievably beautiful. Several people wanted to strike up a conversation, but they didn't dare.

This year's Seventh Middle School is very strict about puppy love, and boys and girls are at the age of first love. Because of shyness and reserve, although there are some who write love letters, they seldom confess directly.

They walked past her slowly, blushing, and walked quickly when she raised her eyes.

Jiang Ren saw such a scene when he walked slowly.

She squatted on the ground alone, her hands dirty by the chain. With his head tilted, a pair of big brown eyes carefully studied how to install the chain correctly.

Be good, be good.

He bent one knee and pulled her up without saying a word.

Meng Ting just saw him, her hair was floating on her cheeks, she quickly rubbed her elbows, a little embarrassed: "Jiang Ren, why are you here?"

"Something." He smiled, "The car broke down?"

Meng Ting nodded, her hands were dirty and she hid her hands behind her uncomfortably. She decided to forget about repairing it, so she pushed it back to show Shu's father.

There was a three-point smile in his eyes: "What are you hiding?" He pulled her hand over and didn't care to wipe her with his gloves.

His eyes drooped and he wiped it seriously, Meng Ting blushed: "It's very dirty."

"Not dirty." He wiped her soft little hands clean, then rolled up his sleeves to repair her car.

He was very skilled. Putting on a pair of black gloves, he found the position of the magic buckle on the chain with a few strokes, then removed it, and then screwed in the thimble.

Meng Ting stood aside and watched.

The boy's side face was fierce and unruly, with a bad and wild aura. But he quickly fixed it.

"It's done, try it."

She pushed and walked a few steps, then turned her head and smiled slightly: "Well, thank you."

He couldn't help laughing, why was he so stupid.

But damn there is something harder to endure than the addiction to cigarettes, it makes him crumble, and his heart softens in a mess.

Jiang Ren said: "Without lubricating oil, you can't ride very far and the chain will fall off again."

Meng Ting asked in a daze, "Ah?"

Jiang Ren came over, pushed the broken car over, sat on it with long legs, then turned to her and said, "Let's go, I'll take you home."