Destined To Love You

Unable to figure out Meng Ting, he kept an eye on him, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

She has always had a regular schedule, and it will not exceed 11 o'clock in the evening. There was bad news the next weekend.

The bus to the school has stopped.

Father Shu was also very worried when he talked about it: "This is a new area. It is said that the road is under construction and it may take a month for the bus to resume operation."

Shu Yang was silent: "Get up early in the morning and walk."

Shu Lan stopped doing it now: "It takes forty minutes to walk to school! I will definitely be late."

Meng Ting was helping Dad Shu wash the vegetables, but he didn't say a word.

As time went by, she became clearer about these little things in the past. There was also a bus stop in the last life. Then father Shu borrowed a bicycle and bought another bicycle so that the three children could go to school. Be more convenient.

However, a better bicycle is not cheap this year. Meng Ting knows that his family is in distress, not to mention only one month, and it doesn’t matter if he walks.

Shu Lan was so noisy that she even said, "If you let me walk, I won't go tomorrow."

Father Shu was so angry that she scolded her and went out. At night, he smiled and waved to the children: "Come and see the new members."

Meng Ting put down the physics book in his hand and sighed softly in his heart.

Shu Zhitong is a soft-hearted father. He scolded Shulan during the day, but was also afraid that Shulan would be sad. He borrowed a bicycle at night and bought a sky blue bicycle.

The borrowed bicycle was old and black, and the faucets were all painted off. Shu Lan cheered and touched the sky blue bicycle with love: "Dad, is this for me?"

Shu Zhitong was a little embarrassed, and reasoned with her: "That black bicycle is bigger. I want to give Shu Yang and let him take you. Anyway, you two will go out later."

Shu Lan's face changed, she sneered: "So you told Mumbai?"

"What are you talking about! Everyone can use it in the future. You can also ride to school after a while, Shu Lan, know something." Shu Zhitong's face was pale, he really didn't think about favoring anyone, just doing the best Reasonable arrangements, Shu Yang and Meng may not be close, but Shulan Shuyang is a twin brother and sister, and they are more comfortable with their brother carrying his sister.

However, the bicycle in Shu Lan's eyes was broken and old. She really took that car. Once she met someone she knew, how would she raise her head in the future.

Just as she was about to vent her dissatisfaction, Meng heard: "Give Shu Yang the new car."

She walked over and smiled at Shu's father. Shu Zhitong ran around all afternoon to buy a car and borrow a car. It was already very hard.

Meng Ting helped him push the older car, and then locked it outside the scaffolding in the community.

She did everything calmly.

Shu Yang stood at the door looking at her, and finally locked the other car.

Both siblings were under the scaffolding, and he suddenly said, "Didn't you deny Shulan? How come you let her."

Meng Ting raised his head in surprise, Shu Yang's emotional intelligence was not high, and his personality seemed to be a freak to outsiders. Even though he was twins with Shu Lan, he didn't get close to Shu Lan much. He looks indifferent to everyone.

Her lips curled up: "Because it's getting late, Dad is very tired."

He shouldn't have gone home so tired and listened to his adolescent children arguing.

In the dim night, her voice was sweet: "Be careful to be safe when riding a bike tomorrow."

Shu Yang didn't look at her.

Since her eyes closed, she has become the appearance of the little fairy in her memory. At that time, he and Shu Lan looked up to low self-esteem. Even though the current Meng Ting is gentle and quiet, and Shu Lan is proud of himself, he is still the young man who says nothing but expresses nothing.

When she was far away, Shu Yang said slowly, "You too." But Meng heard nothing.

Because he was going to school by bike, Meng heard it earlier than usual.

She hasn't ridden a bicycle for many years. At first, the bicycle bends and flexes forward. After she has mastered the balance, it will be much better.

It was cold in the morning. She wore a khaki scarf, which covered half of her face, revealing a pair of clear eyes.

The old district is constantly being developed. When she passed the busiest street outside the school, most of the shops had not yet opened.

He Junming stretched out and came out of the Internet cafe, and saw Meng Ting's back on a bicycle. The morning was foggy. She watched the road with all her heart, but did not see them.

He thought he had made a mistake when he stayed up late to play the game, and took a picture of He Han: "Is that Meng listening?"

He Han nodded: "How does she ride a bike?"

With all due respect, it's still an ugly bicycle. I don't know which year it was produced. He held back a smile: "This mount is very cool."

He Junming laughed hahaha for a while, and distributed a cigarette to the owner of the Internet cafe: "What's going on recently? Are you building a road?"

The boss knew that these teenagers were the second generation of wealthy people. He took Yan and said with a smile: "Yes, the new area is being developed, the roads are also rebuilt, the bus stops, and private cars have to detour.

He Junming thoughtfully, rubbed his hands expectantly, and told Jiang Ren about it when he went to school.

Jiang Ren lazily said: "Yeah."

He Junming: "..." Is that all over? Did he not say anything?

Don't drive to pick up flower beauty?

The group skipped the next class and played basketball for a long time. The teenagers were all sweating in the winter. The classroom was too lazy to return, so I sat on the highest roof of the school and smoked, the wind was blowing, He Junming was very hot, and the cool breeze was naturally refreshing.

He touched the pack of cigarettes: "Brother Shinobu."

Jiang Ren put his hands on the balcony. Looking from this highest place, he not only had a clear view of Licai Vocational High School, but also the direction of Mengting Teaching Building. He said lightly: "No smoking."

He Junming took a few sips himself, Jiang Ren seemed to think of something: "I'll give Lao Tzu a long shot."

He Junming's face was speechless. Why did he suddenly feel disgusted? Why did he go before?

Jiang Ren touched a piece of gum and came out to chew.

Tobacco addiction is very difficult, the taste is like a small bug biting gently in the heart. He stood on the top of the building and looked at Meng Ting's little red building from a distance, thinking that he was really fucking.

Jiang Ren waved his hand: "I'm leaving now."

He Han said, "Guess what Brother Ninja will do?"

He Junming: "How do I know?"

Jiang Ren stepped over the wall and entered the Seventh Lieutenant Colonel's gate. The Seventh Middle School was really poor that year. The wall looked like flat ground in his eyes, and there was no surveillance.

He jumped down and put his hands in his pockets.

Hanging around on the campus of No. 7 Middle School.

The atmosphere of studying in this school is really good. He heard the sound of these good students studying far and wide, Jiang Ren sighed.

It's really different.

When he passed the teaching building, several people in the classroom exploded.

"Is that Jiang Ren?"

"It's him, why did he come to our school?"

"..." 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 car He Junming described in the bicycle shed next to the guard room. This point is in class and the guard is watching TV.

He was chewing gum and suddenly smiled.

Meng listened to the lunch at school at noon, and when school was over in the evening, she went to push her bicycle, unlocked the lock and pushed it two steps, and 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 good in the morning?

She is a little anxious, how can she go home if it breaks? The chain fell off and pushed hard.

And it was borrowed by my father. He broke other people's things on the first day, and they couldn't explain it.

Meng Ting rolled up her sleeves, her arms were white and slender, and her long eyelashes were hanging down, wanting to put the chain back by herself.

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

The campus was very quiet at that time, she was carrying a schoolbag, and the students left. She was the only one who stupidly struggled with the broken car.

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

They all know her name is Meng Ting.

She was so good-looking, the boy took a few steps, pretending to look back at her casually.

There is no sunset at dusk in winter.

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

This year, the Seventh Middle School was very strict in catching puppies, and boys and girls were at the age of first love. Because of shyness and reservedness, although there will be people who write love letters, they rarely confess straightly.

They slowly passed by her, blushing, and walked fast when she raised her eyes.

Jiang Ren saw this scene when he walked slowly over.

She squatted on the ground alone, her hands dirty with chains. Leaning his head, his big brown eyes carefully studied how the chain should be installed correctly.

Be good, be good.

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

Only then did Meng Ting see him, her hair floated to her cheeks, she quickly rubbed her elbow, 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 them behind her back uncomfortably. She planned to fix it, so she pushed it back and showed her father Shu.

A three-point smile appeared in his eyes: "Hidden what." He pulled her over and didn't care about wiping her with his gloves.

He lowered his eyes and wiped it carefully, and Meng Ting's face blushed: "It's dirty."

"Not dirty." He wiped her soft hands clean, then rolled up his sleeves and repaired her car.

He moved very skillfully, wearing a pair of black gloves, several times to find the position of the magic clasp on the chain, then removed, and then screwed in the thimble.

Meng Ting stood by and watched.

The young man's face was sharp and unruly, with a bad and wild aura. But he fixed it quickly.

"It's done, try."

She pushed for a few steps, then turned her head and squeezed a smile: "Well, thank you."

He couldn't help laughing, how could he be so stupid.

But there is something more difficult to deal with than a cigarette addiction, which makes him uncomfortable, and his heart is very soft.

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

Meng Ting was stunned and said, "Huh?"

Jiang Ren walked over, pushed the broken car over, sat on it with long legs, and then turned back and said to her: "Go, take you home."