Destined To Love You

December of this year is extra cold. However, it does not snow in winter in H city. The dry and cold weather is accompanied by the cold wind, which makes people tremble.

Meng Ting has practiced the piano for nearly a month. She often quietly went to practice after school, and never met Jiang Ren once. Their schools are not the same, Jiang Ren has scruples in his heart and dare not go to her directly. When the bus passes, Meng Ting doesn’t have to ride a bike to go to and from school. Often there is no one after school.

One day before Christmas Eve, Jiang Ren thought she couldn't do it.

He seldom rides mountain bikes during this time and seldom drives.

No more ripped jeans, real black hair grew from the roots of the hair. Even He Junming was amazed, Ninja didn't seem to smoke anymore.

Although Jiang Ren's reputation at school is still not very good, Jiang Ren is indeed subtly developing for good.

On the night before Christmas Eve, Jiang Ren came out of his apartment. His house in City H lives in Linhai. The area behind here and behind are all newly developed sites. It didn't snow in City H, but it started to rain.

He hadn't spoken to her for a long time, and didn't eat dinner, so he went to Mengtingjia community to wait for her.

He drove there.

The light rain suddenly turned into heavy rain, and the car windows were continuously washed by the wiper, but there was still dense rain.

Meng Ting's house is on the third floor. Before Shu's father came back, Meng Ting didn't expect the heavy rain to come down. Shulan stayed in the room to play games, and Shulan secretly bought a mobile phone with the money given by Shu's father. And Shu Yang practised physics in the room, ignoring things outside the window.

Meng Ting hurried to the balcony to collect his clothes and close the window.

While she was tiptoeing on the clothes rail to collect clothes, the silver sports car downstairs began to honked frantically.

The patter of rain dilutes the sound of the horn.

When Meng Ting was holding a pile of clothes and looking down, he saw a familiar car at a glance.

She pursed her lips, her heart beating fast, but she didn't intend to respond.

Meng Ting finished collecting all his clothes, afraid of thunder, and unplugged the appliance again. Finally, close the windows.

However, the sound of the horn kept going.

It seemed that if she refused to see him, he would not leave.

Meng Ting returned to the room, closed his door, and the sound of the horn was finally quiet.

Meng Ting sorted out his dance costumes in the room. Since he decided to play the piano and dance again, these things are always available. Some of them were used by her at the age of thirteen or four, which is no longer suitable for her current age, but some can still be worn.

The sound of the horn stopped, as if its owner had given up.

Meng Ting breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, Jiang Ren looked at him from a distance most of the previous life. In this life, he liked her too early. When her eyes were bad, he had already entered her life. In the previous life, it was them. The group of people talked and laughed and walked past her.

The young man would turn his head, his gaze fell on her, and when she found out, he would leave without incident.

There was no intersection in the previous life. Meng Ting's memory of him is that he was burned and disfigured by the fire. Jiang Ren returned to Jiang's house and never returned.

His likes are actually so superficial.

Shu Zhitong came back after 11 o'clock in the evening. Recently, he was researching all new projects, and a few fledgling graduate students have come here. He is always very busy.

Meng Ting knew that Shu Zhitong took many jobs that did not belong to him. Du Dongliang came to collect debts, leaving the honest man out of breath, unknowingly Shu Zhitong was still trying to make money.

So winning more games is imminent.

Shu Yang and Shu Lan were already asleep at eleven o'clock. After all, life in high school is heavy and students are growing up again, and they always feel sleepy.

Shu Zhitong walked in in a low voice, put down his umbrella, and planned to go to bed after a brief wash.

The light in the living room was turned on. Meng Ting made a gesture to him, and then said in an agitated voice: "Papa Shu, I will save dinner for you, and then go to bed after eating."

She was busy to heat up, and then brought to the table.

Shu Zhitong was very tired and very hungry in the middle of the night. It was only after he had eaten that his cold hands and feet felt warm.

Tomorrow is Saturday, and he would have to work overtime on this day. However, at this moment, his eyebrows are kind, and the corners of his eyes are gentle and gentle: "Tomorrow is our birthday, Dad doesn't have to go to work, I will accompany you to play."

He took out the gift pocket he had kept in his arms and showed it to Meng Ting, a little embarrassed: "My colleague said her daughter likes this, listen to it and see if you like it."

Meng Ting opened it and saw it was a pink scarf.

It's actually too matte and naive. Suitable for a 13-year-old girl, Shu Zhitong’s colleague’s daughter is probably not big. Meng Ting smiled and nodded: “I like it, thank you, Dad Shu.”

Shu Zhitong breathed a sigh of relief and told her to go to bed quickly.

Meng Ting received the dishes and chopsticks, Shu Zhitong mumbled doubtfully: "Whose car is downstairs? This is a luxury car, right? Which family has relatives?"

Meng Ting's fingertips paused slightly. Fortunately, Shu Zhitong didn't get entangled. He went to rest after a day of tiredness.

Meng Ting washed his hands and wiped clean water, and got into the bed.

She woke up with a nightmare when she slept until two o'clock in the morning. In the dream, the truck was rear-ending and her mother subconsciously hugged her.

She opened her eyes, tears streaming down the pillow.

Thunder buzzed outside the window.

Meng Ting suddenly couldn't sleep anymore. She wiped away her tears, looked at the dark sky, put on slippers and walked to the living room to look down.

The silver sports car was still in the dark.

Why hasn't he left? How long has he been waiting?

The weather was very cold at night, and everyone was asleep.

Meng Ting put on the winter clothes and went out under the umbrella.

There was a strong wind outside. The night was deep, the car was turned off, but there were people in the driver's seat.

She wiped the raindrops on her cheeks and tapped the car window lightly.

Jiang Ren was stunned, turned his head to look out the window, and quickly lowered the car window. Then he saw the girl in the night, she seemed helpless: "You go home."

A notice of the death of the game character appeared on the phone screen.

-Doublekill!

He also killed the teammate he immediately formed, and the boy cursed wildly on the other side of the screen.

Jiang Ren closed the interface, his voice a little hoarse: "Get in the car and talk, it's cold outside."

She shook her head: "You go home quickly."

When she was a child, there were young boys who followed her home and was teased by her mother, but when she grew up, adults learned to be reserved, and those who wanted face would never do such things again.

However, Jiang Ren was shameless.

When Meng Ting finished his explanation and planned to go upstairs, Jiang Ren pushed the car door and ran over.

For a while, he was soaked.

"Meng listen."

"Huh? Is there anything else for you?" Meng Ting raised his eyes. In the dark night, the corridor was so quiet that needles fell.

Jiang Ren's dark eyes fell on her: "Nothing."

Meng heard: "Then you go home quickly."

Because it was night, she was afraid that others would hear her, so her voice was very soft. Like a feather without weight, but softly scratching on people's hearts.

He suddenly became agitated and grabbed her wrist.

The umbrella in Meng Ting's hand fell to the ground.

In the dim light, his eyes met, and he suddenly smiled: "Hey, are you too unconscionable? I have visited your school five times, and you have ignored me. Talk to your classmates and laugh."

Meng Ting was a little embarrassed, she whispered softly: "I have something."

"Then now, it's okay now, you talk to me." In the boundless silence, his emotions were suppressed, but with a smile, "I miss you really."

Meng Ting bit her lip, her ears were a little red: "Now I'm going to sleep." To increase her credibility, she rubbed her eyes and made her look sleepy.

He lifted her chin, with a smile in his eyes: "Meng listen, why are you so cute?"

Meng Ting was a little bit ashamed, she lowered her voice and couldn't help but scolded him: "Everyone is sleeping in the middle of the night, and fools run around."

Jiang Ren couldn't help it, his chest trembled with a smile: "Well, fools run around."

Meng Ting really didn't wake up, and his face blushed at this moment.

"Little fool, you are my girlfriend." His eyes were full of smiles, "I must be nice to you."

Jiang Ren said: "I didn't smoke, drink, and fight anymore. You smell it, I don't smell of smoke." He smiled a little badly, "It's only masculine, try?"

Who wants to smell this!

The tips of Meng Ting's ears are red: "You are not awake now, I don't want to talk to you, I'm going to sleep."

He saw her speaking seriously, and he was about to die by her.

He wiped the rain off his face, and said with a smile in his tone: "I'm not awake, I've never been awake when I meet you." How come she is so rare for her.

Nothing is right, she can't tell him! She was almost crying.

Meng Ting pursed her lips. She picked up the umbrella and planned to go back.

"Don't go, I won't say whether it's okay." He held her wrist lightly, and finally smiled, "Wait till midnight, I just want to say happy birthday to you."

Meng Ting raised his eyes, his eyelashes were stained with raindrops. He wanted to wipe it off, but he didn't dare to move in the end.

Jiang Ren's eyes were gentle: "Go back to sleep, I will bring you a gift tomorrow."

He went out with an impulse, thinking that he would not see her today.

"Tomorrow at seven o'clock, can I wait for you outside the community?"

Meng Ting was startled, and finally shook his head: "No, thank you. Jiang Ren, please go home." At 7 o'clock tomorrow evening, she is participating in a piano competition.

She put the umbrella away, and solemnly told him: "I won't be your girlfriend." She held the umbrella handle tightly, "I don't like you either. You will bother me like this."

The air is silent.

She dared not look into his eyes.

Jiang Ren did not stop her when she was leaving this time.

After a long while, he made a fist, the air in one hand.

Jiang Ren's dark eyes stared at her as she walked away, and smiled for a long time, it didn't matter. She doesn't like him, so he likes her a little bit more. A little bit more, he will become considerate and gentle, become a good student, and become what she likes.

In the morning of Christmas Eve, Shu Zhitong said he would take Meng Ting out to play.

Meng Ting shook his head, and finally said, "Let's go see mom."

Shu Zhitong was stunned, and cautiously said: "I heard that you can go another day, do you want to go to the playground for your birthday?"

Meng Ting’s mother had an accident. At that time, Meng Ting was the saddest and most impacted. Shu Zhitong was always afraid that mentioning his mother Meng Ting would make him sad. Always treat her as a child.

Meng Ting glanced at the rain outside, and Dad Shu said in embarrassment, "This weather is really not suitable for going to the playground."

Seeing that Meng Ting's eyes were indeed more relieved, he took her to the cemetery to worship.

The cemetery was cold and Mumbai put a bunch of small white daisies in front of his mother's grave.

She touched the tombstone with her fingertips, and told her mother silently many words in her heart. If my mother is alive, the biggest wish is that Meng Ting can live happily.

If you know that Meng Ting is reluctant to play the piano and dance because of that incident, most of her mother will knock her on the head: "You die-heartedly, wasted your mother's cultivation."

Meng Ting thought about it and smiled.

Your cultivation will not be wasted.

She wants to make the kind-hearted Shu Zhitong live better.

Shu Zhitong was relieved when he saw that Meng Ting was in a good mood when he walked out of the cemetery. After so many years, the stone he pressed in his heart finally let go.

Meng Ting told him not to buy cakes. The whole family had a meal, but Meng Ting went out carrying his bag after the meal.

She explained: "I'm going out to participate in the piano competition and will be back later. Teacher Song upstairs is responsible for signing up. Don't worry, Father Shu."

Shu Zhitong was very happy, even his eyes were red: "Come on! Dad will pick you up later."

Meng Ting said with a shallow nasal: "Yeah."

Shu Yang raised his eyes, there were waves in his eyes.

Shu Lan looked at Meng Ting incredulously. Didn't she...have a psychological shadow? I played the piano for her last time, so why would I go to the competition again?

Meng heard seeing Xu Jia when he went out.

The boy was neatly dressed and simple, and he didn't say much: "Let's go."

"You too?"

Xu Jia's tone is calm: "Well, my mother asked me to accompany you."

Meng Ting quickly said no.

Xu Jia smiled in his eyes: "No way, you didn't come back safely. My mother didn't allow me to enter the door. I haven't seen the world, so I want to go and see. Let's go, I will be late soon." He spoke humorously and not aggressively. , Without ambition, it is very relaxing.

Meng Ting couldn't help laughing.

Her lips are curved and her eyes are clear. She smiled, the air was covered with the sweetness of her. Xu Jia said: "I don't know this, I'm just a layman, so don't stress."

After three years, Meng Ting stood here again.

The lights were shining, and after a moment of darkness, there was only one piano of good quality on the stage.

Xu Jia glanced at his watch, 7:18.

Meng Ting changed his clothes. It's a show after all. In the bag she carried, there was a piano costume prepared in advance. She lifted up her long hair and tied it with a blue ribbon.

When she came out, Xu Jia's pupils tightened.

After many years, he saw her again.

Fascinated, breathless.