Destined To Love You

He said that he didn't like studying and homework. But after writing, I will see you next time.

Meng Ting lowered her eyes. For a long time, she said softly: "After that, I won't write."

He raised his eyebrows: "Writing, why don't you write. Anyway, there is nothing to do." He was open-minded, but with a sense of courage, "I try my best, but I may never get into your class."

Meng listened to what else he wanted to say. He took her to the bus stop. Although it was raining, it was always good to get less.

At the bus stop, he took back his soaked clothes.

Jiang Ren's tone was serious, and it seemed that he just said casually: "I really didn't smoke this time, and I won't smoke in the future. I tried my best to take the test, and the criticism has not appeared for a long time. Meng Ting, I haven't had an illness for a long time. ."

She suddenly felt a soft heart: "Yeah."

Jiang couldn't help but bend his lips, he thought he was going to heal soon. Become the same as normal people and be able to control their emotions.

He was getting closer and closer to her.

When June came quietly, the weather got hotter.

The rumors about school girl Meng’s failure to wear skirts in No. 7 Middle School were due to deformed legs and burns. Various bad rumors intensified.

Meng Ting didn't care. Although Zhao Nuancheng was angry, there was nothing to do.

The boys followed up, and a large part of them actually wanted to inspire Meng Ting to wear a skirt.

She is innocent and beautiful in school uniforms. If she dresses nicely, what will she look like?

However, Meng Ting really didn't care about the rumors. Although she has a gentle personality, she is very tenacious and principled in her bones. She said that she didn't care, and she really didn't care what others said. Meng Ting was thinking about summer vacation.

She wants to take a part-time job, and Shu's father works overtime day and night, and her body is too much to bear.

Zhao Nuancheng exasperated, and sighed.

Suddenly he was happy again.

She has been hanging around in front of the vocational high school for the past two days, and she wants to wait until He Junming. That day, they waited for a long time in a place where the birds did not shit, and when Zhao Nuancheng was about to compromise, the bus drove over so slowly.

Zhao Nuancheng jumped up with excitement, and she wanted to pinch He Junming's neck and shouted, "Have you seen it, the car! The car is coming!"

He Junming looked like he saw a ghost: "Fuck."

Zhao Nuancheng laughed: "You're done, you want to eat shit."

He Junming: "Mom crazy woman."

"You want to eat what you said."

"Are you serious, are you stupid?"

Zhao Nuancheng became angry: "You are still a man, and you have nothing to say. Did you just say that I said something? You regret it when it's your turn. Why don't you just say anything when you watch the show? What?"

She cracked and pours beans, forgetting that she was afraid of He Junming.

He Junming replied: "Okay, you, I am not a trustworthy person."

This matter is not over.

Zhao Nuancheng knew that he couldn't really eat, and it was disgusting, but she was happy when she saw him. Hahaha God helped clean up the bad guys.

He Junming ran away before school these days, mom's bad luck. It made him feel embarrassed.

Isn’t that the place where cars usually don’t come?

However, he thought, that sentence is not bad, after all, it is nothing if it is fulfilled. How can a little girl's film stand him?

The most terrifying thing is that if Brother Ninja really passed 538, he would have to lose his life and roots!

Fortunately, Ninja's grades are still bad, except for the expressions of masters when doing the questions, the scores are only slightly better than them.

In June, Shaoyao spread all over the campus, and the seventh middle school and the vocational high school issued monthly test results at the same time.

He Junming was the most nervous: "Brother Ren, how many did you take the exam?"

Jiang Ren's face was ugly.

Seeing the enemy looked at the paper in front of him, He Han also turned his head. He looked upside down and saw an 8 at a glance.

They all saw Jiang Ren's hard work during this time, plus there are seven middle school tyrants making up classes, they also think that Brother Ninja must have made great progress. So when he saw an eight, He Han thought to himself, **** so powerful, eighty?

As a result, Jiang Ren threw the paper irritably.

That 8 is a single digit.

The tens digit is 3.

His math is 38.

He Hanren laughed so hard to endure, he comforted: "Brother Ninja take your time, we are only over 20, you are already very tall."

Jiang Ren was speechless.

He Junming was relieved, he can still be a man.

He Junming was very happy: "Brother Ninja, go to play after school, relax, what's the matter, work and rest."

Jiang Ren said: "Don't go, I have to do English homework."

He Junming knew him for seven or eight years, and for the first time heard him say this.

What was it like before? operation? Do you dare to call me to hand in homework?

He Junming felt that it was terrible to like someone. How much must be paid for her to get her likes.

He Han clicked on the phone and showed Jiang Ren: "Brother Ren, you are useless like this. You love to learn, but you don't love you. You give her these, don't girls like them all? It must be useful."

The picture shows a pair of crystal shoes.

He Han originally used the forum and just gave an example, but Jiang Ren took a look at it and seriously said: "The link to the post was sent to me."

He Han: "No... this person doesn't sell it. I want to participate in shooting rock climbing..."

Jiang Ren wants that.

Those are real crystal shoes.

He glanced at it and wanted to dress her.

He still remembered her light tiptoes, her legs were so soft and slender, and the feet in her dancing shoes were small and cute.

It was designed by a French designer.

The name is "myprincess"-my princess.

But the designer has a bad temper. The shoes are not sold according to the normal process, and people have to pay the entry fee to compete. First shooting, then rock climbing.

In short, how to torture people. It's also possible that the bamboo basket was completely empty.

He Han: "..." He was also very painful. The post he just clicked casually did not realize that Brother Ninja was really interested. He thought for a while, "Brother Ninja, why not buy something similar."

"this one."

He glanced at the date.

The day after tomorrow, it will be held in the city next door.

Jiang Ren didn't go to class, and went to these shoes. He Junming originally wanted to follow, but he can only enter the venue if he signs up. He Junming gave up.

He actually couldn't understand.

That condition is very excessive.

Shoot ten shots and ten rings.

Climbing seventy meters, seventy meters mother, it's dying. However, Jiang Ren said to go and went.

Fang Tan pulled the post to the bottom to show them: "He probably saw this."

That post was babbling.

The original meaning of high heels is said. It is probably a man. His wife is very beautiful. In order to prevent his wife from going out to hook up with men, he designed high heels that are not easy to walk.

In the beginning, it was to imprison a person's heart.

So there is this "my princess"-let her fall in love with you, this life will never leave.

He Junming saw his eyes straight: "Isn't it, Ninja believes in this superstition?"

Fang Tan fell back and fell on his back: "Don't believe me." But he has nothing to do. People can only burn incense and worship Buddha for superstition when there is no other way, or when they can't get anything.

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

On weekends when the sun shines on the windowsill in the community, Meng Ting tidy up her skirts at home. A ballet suit is definitely not enough, she heard that the final model is changeable. She believes she can make it to the final.

Then she saw the white Caiyu 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. It was originally an adult gift for Meng Ting. Meng Ting is now seventeen years old and just happens to be 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 he was making up lessons when she ran down. He was waiting for her at the place where he hit a tree last time.

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

However, his eyes were very bright.

On a hot day, he was sweating.

The black hair was wet, holding a box in his hand.

He is standing in the sun.

The eyebrows that were already sharp and fierce, the extra wound seemed even more unruly.

But he doesn't care, this kind of scratch will always be good.

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

Later it melted, and his heart was so cold that it hurt.

Now he was standing in front of her, beating warmly again.

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

Water, crystal shoes?

"Give you."

Meng Ting took a step back: "No."

Where did this thing come from? She looked away from the crystal shoes and landed on his hand holding the box.

She finally knew why he was sweating.

At noon in June. He wore a pair of black gloves on his hands. The gloves wrapped his slender fingers tightly.

Meng Ting asked him: "What's wrong with your hand?"

He froze, and said nonchalantly: "If you give it to you, take it. It's worthless, someone else gave it. What's the use of me keeping this stuff."

Meng Ting pursed her lips. She was in the shade and said to him softly, "Come here a little bit."

Jiang Ren went over.

The tall figure was in front of her, still holding the box in his hand.

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

Jiang Ren's tone was irritable and fierce: "You woman, why are there so many things."

She just looked at him persistently.

He was suddenly frustrated, fuck, I'm not afraid of him now, right!

But her brown eyes looked at him wetly, and he felt soft again. Do it, just watch it.

He took off his gloves, his palms were sweaty. Covered.

On the slender and strong fingers, the knuckles are red and swollen, and the hands are full of wounds.

"How did the wound come from?"

She is simple but smart, Jiang Ren said silently: "Rock climbing." At 70 meters, normal people can't bear it. He slid twice, and now he can't straighten his fingers.

Maybe the sun is too big. She felt that she was about to be scalded.

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

"Ok."

Her eyes are sour.

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

He is so stupid, stupid to learn. Even giving gifts is stupid, the shoes in the box are big at first glance. She couldn't wear it at all. However, she did not say no for the first time, but closed the lid: "Thank you, it is beautiful."

He thought he had heard it wrong.

she likes?

He remembered the meaning of these shoes, superstitions could not come true and useful.

Jiang Ren narrowed his eyes and suddenly asked her, "Are you still dancing in the future?"

Meng Ting did not lie to him: "Yes."

"Can I come and take a look?"

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

He was ready to be rejected. She was caught off guard and said yes, Jiang Ren thought she had heard it wrong. He has a weird expression and wants to laugh or not: "Really?"

Meng Ting felt a little ashamed. She said, "How many times do you want to ask? Don't forget it."

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

Meng Ting looked at his red and swollen knuckles, feeling nothing in his heart.

He was in a taxi because he couldn't drive. His arm was sore that he couldn't actually lift it up. He even brought the shoe box for the crystal shoes under his arm. It's just that he doesn't feel bitter himself.

Meng Ting hadn't lived for twenty years together in her two lifetimes. When she was a child, she had heard many praises, 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. He was the roughest folk man, and asked her: "Tell me about the time and place, I will write it down."

When he asked, Meng Ting raised his eyes and remembered that the finals were held in city b and the Jiang family was also in city b.

Jiang Ren was kicked out of the house.

When he came to city h last year,