Destined To Love You

Two men, what can I say in the middle of the night. Basically, after finishing those few sentences, there is nothing left to say.

Gao Yi was panicked, but he actually thought it was impossible. It was only a long time before Jiang Shao wouldn't chase girls. It was not a hypothesis. However, he dare not say this.

Gao Yi cleared his throat: "Young Master Jiang, President Jiang must come to you tomorrow."

Jiang Ren had guessed this too, but now let alone his father, his mother crawled out of the grave, and he couldn't make him sober his mind that was dazzled by love and joy.

Gao Yi means that you converge.

However, Jiang Ren didn't need to understand what he meant.

Jiang Ren said: "In their final tomorrow, no investors are allowed to go to the scene."

Gao Yi coughed awkwardly. Where does he dare to control Wen Rui, **** fights, the little devil suffers. However, he still had to agree vaguely.

Jiang Ren knew this too. He said, "He didn't dare to go."

The two hung up.

Soon Gao Yi hugged his wife and fell asleep, leaving Jiang Ren to stare at the sky in a daze.

The sky is blue, and there are car horns from time to time at night in the city. He stood in front of the French window, endured and endured, and finally opened the door and walked out.

At that time, it was around 4:40 in the morning.

He wore a military green vest and was running outside the military compound. Why is the night so long, so long that he waited for an extra second, afraid that this was not the real thing.

He didn't go back and take a shower until his head was sweaty.

Body and soul were very excited, Jiang Ren changed to a white shirt and went out.

He walked outside the apartment.

He lived here for many years when he was young, and he was very familiar with everything.

Jiang Ren walked through the streets lined with ginkgo trees and walked to the snack street.

The morning sun has not yet risen. At 5:48 in the morning, the breakfast owner yawned and put the steamer outside. Before it was bright, I saw a young man with a vague figure standing under the tree.

The boss was taken aback.

Knowing that he bought breakfast and left, the boss mumbled: "So early..."

In the hotel, Meng Ting woke up. Teacher Zhang announced the final list last night. There were six people in their team, and only two of them advanced.

In addition to Meng Ting, there is also a very experienced Zhang Xiaofen.

The rules of the finals changed, not for ballet, but for any kind of dance.

This is the reform plan only this year. Everyone was in an uproar. After all, there are so many kinds of dances, where are the criteria for judging? However, the old dancer said: "Art does not distinguish between countries and forms." What they want to see is a creative soul.

Meng heard it early, she opened the suitcase, revealing the white Caiyu dress inside.

There were few people in the finals, they were drawn on the spot to prepare, and there was no time to go to the locker room to change clothes, so Teacher Zhang asked them to change clothes and set off.

This was originally an adult gift prepared by her mother in advance.

But it is not suitable for ballet dancing.

In other words, it is beautiful and elegant, but it is not suitable for any kind of professional dance.

Meng Ting chose to wear it anyway.

It is the freest soul. The regret of fourteen years old, now she takes it and walks together.

It's still dark, and the time for the final is not so rushed. They can gather at 7:30. The game started at nine o'clock.

Before the teacher got up, Meng Ting had finished washing, and had not had time to comb his long hair. The phone screen on the bed is on.

Her heartbeat was a little fast for some reason, and when she saw the sender, it was Jiang Ren.

He was waiting for her downstairs.

Even in June, the summer morning is still a bit cold.

When Meng Ting went downstairs softly, the lady at the front desk yawned. Looking at Meng in a daze, she still has a white flower hair ring on her wrist, and her long soft hair hangs down. Caiyu is light and light when she walks around, like an elf walking out of the forest.

Meng Ting walked out of the hotel and headed for the parking lot. I saw Jiang Ren at a glance.

He leaned against the poplar tree, carrying a pile of things in his hand.

She thinks about what she said to him last night, her cheeks are a little hot.

Jiang Ren said, "Come here."

She walked over and raised her face to look at him.

With joy in his heart, he couldn't help but free a hand, gently rubbing her cheek with his fingers. She bit her lip, her eyes filled with water, she was very shy, but did not hide.

He... he is her boyfriend, she doesn't seem to hide?

"Is it cold?"

Meng Ting shook his head.

She dressed beautifully, and in the misty morning, she looked more like a little fairy who was hard to get close to.

He handed her the things he bought, "Breakfast."

Meng Ting lowered his eyes to look.

Steamed buns, sesame sesame biscuits, sugar fired, crispy, scorched rings, pancakes, cut cakes, and a bowl of tofu brain he didn't know where he bought.

Meng Ting couldn't help laughing: "So many?"

"Yeah." He wanted to give her everything, but he didn't know how stupid it was until he arrived. He was hot in his heart, so he didn't care about anything, "You can take it back to your classmates to eat."

Meng heard a little shy, she nodded. However, she is the kind of girl who is kind to her and she is always thinking about giving back. She didn't have anything to give him for a while, a little at a loss.

Taking advantage of it's still early.

She had breakfast with Jiang Ren.

The two were in the mist in the early morning, she ate, Jiang Ren watched. Meng Ting took a bite of the bun, she lightly raised her eyes to look at him.

The boy's dark eyes were filled with smiles.

Meng Ting's face was dull: "Don't you eat?"

"Can I eat it?"

"Ok."

Then he lowered his head and took a bite beside the little tooth mark she had bitten. Meng Ting stared blankly at the tooth mark and his fingers in vain.

How he...

She looked at the small half of the bun in her hand, neither eating nor throwing it.

Jiang Ren looked at her dumbfounded and couldn't help but smile: "Fuck, dislike Laozi?"

No, but he has so many hands, why does he have to eat her? And it's so unhygienic.

She blushed and made sense to him: "This is unhygienic."

Jiang Ren almost laughed angrily.

But she said it seriously. He just lost his anger.

This is his Meng Ting.

She is clean and simple, and doesn't even know how to fall in love. She is good, she is obedient, but she is very principled.

Give him back. Mom is an exquisite student.

It's just that she didn't learn to love someone, nor did he love her like this.

He is obsessed with her breath and wants to kiss her. Her tears are sweet and the smell is fragrant. The **** between lips and teeth will make the heart tremble.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't understand, he will teach her. Wait until she understands.

Jiang Ren took the buns in her hands and ate them by himself. His tone was gentle and told her: "It won't be unhygienic. Give it to me if you don't want it."

He looked down and took a few bites.

Her fingertips still kept the white plump buns at the hot temperature. Meng Ting raised his eyes, the young boy's black hair was neat, and his eyes were particularly soft and petting.

Her heart beats a bit fast.

Little by little, it hit the chest. Meng Ting was ignorant for the first time. The person in front of her will unconditionally tolerate everything about her. Never blame.

Meng Ting had to go back to comb his hair and prepare for makeup.

She can't stay with him long.

She walked to the hotel with a bunch of breakfast given by Jiang Ren. After walking a few steps, she couldn't help but look back. The colorful feathers on the hem of her skirt are stumbling, and the winding flower branches are embroidered under the buckle, which is extremely beautiful and distant.

He smiled at her: "What's the matter?"

With that tone of breakfast laziness and indulgence, Meng Ting also had a soft joy in his heart.

Her voice was sweet: "Jiang Ren, are you still going back to city h?"

"Go back."

Meng Ting suppressed his shyness and said as calmly as possible: "Then the game is over today, let's go back together."

Jiang Ren's lips couldn't stop rising: "Okay."

The fairy finally fell into the mortal dust accidentally, he had been looking up and waiting for too long, and he happened to be picked up by him. that's nice.

The day of the game happened to be Monday.

On the days when the seventh middle school and the vocational high school are going to hold the flag-raising ceremony, He Junming came early in the morning. He was stunned last night, thinking that Brother Nin called him a dream illusion. As a result, he looked at the communication records on his mobile phone. . He Junming is happy to die, so his mother Ninja brother really dreamed in the middle of the night.

Too much. Mom is so funny, it won't be the waking up in the middle of the night, but it turns out to be serious.

For so many years, Brother Nin can hardly be so ugly. He Junming came to the school happily for the first time, intending to quietly talk about it to Tan Zi while Brother Nin was not back.

He Junming said: "I lied to you, I was your son, Ninja really said last night that Meng Ting is his girlfriend hahahahahaha, my mom is funny!"

He Han didn't hold back either, he burst out laughing.

Fang Tan, who has always maintained his focus: "Hahahahahaha!"

The three of them laughed for a long time.

He Junming also lacked morality: "You said Brother Ninja is sober and found out that he was dreaming. What kind of expression was it."

He Han: "Definitely indifferent. I can't wait to destroy you first and then destroy himself."

Fang Tan said: "Men, who has never had a spring dream, understandable, understandable."

He Junming coughed twice: "Brother Ninja is not allowed to say this when he is back. I told him all about it. Mom, hold back, don't laugh and know! Don't kill me."

Meng Ting took a deep breath.

When I really got to the finals, I realized that many of my obsessions were slowly dissipating. The ones that I dared not touch are gradually gone. She once dared not face her past self. She always felt that it was because of her that Zeng Yujie was killed.

But when she put on the clothes made by her mother herself, she knew how great a mother is.

Every stitch and stitch is what Zeng Yujie expected of her.

The white Caiyu skirt is particularly beautiful, Shulan is uncomfortable and does not fit, but Meng Ting fits everything properly. My mother should have hoped that Meng Ting would grow into a particularly beautiful appearance many years ago.

This god-given daughter is good at singing and dancing. Beautiful, delicate and lovely, Zeng Yujie looked at her as if she saw another life.

There are only referees and spectators in the audience.

There is no sponsor, and there is no Zhu Yixuan.

Meng listened quietly before the performance, but Jiang Ren didn't come either.

However, her phone turned on, and Meng Ting received a text message, saying, "I'm guarding you."

Facing the breeze and Xiayang, guard you.

Jiang Ren didn't go in.

He leaned against the gate of Swan Xiaozhu, acting as an evil god. Today, neither Wen Rui nor any investor can get in. He gave her the fairest game.

Wen Rui didn't believe in evil, but as soon as he arranged to go out, Gao Yi smiled and said, "Young Shao Jiang is at the door, look at Mr. Wen..."

Wen Rui clenched his fists, and finally smiled helplessly: "I have something to do today."

When Zhu Yixuan came to him, Wen Rui waved his hand directly: "Get out of here!"

Zhu Yixuan exclaimed and hit the table.

She was extremely wronged: "President Wen..."

Wen Rui can't go, but Jiang Dong can. He was in a meeting yesterday, but he heard that Jiang Ren was back. Before he was happy, he was so angry that he was so angry.

Make trouble when you come back! See if he can! Why not go to heaven.

Jiang Dong's real name is Jiang Zhongen, and he is not handsome. It's not like Jiang Ren, because his mother's genes are good, which blends his roughness and has a kind of shameful taste.

When Jiang Dong asked the driver to come to Swan Xiaozhu, his son of the Great Demon King was able to wait for him at the door.

Jiang Dong Fangzheng's face was full of suffocation: "What happened to you last night, then to your uncle! Don't you have a strong backbone? Don't come back if you have a kind."

Jiang Ren sneered: "Don't worry, I will leave tonight."

"..." No, he didn't mean that, but when the words were spoken, Jiang Dong didn't have the face to keep him, he said gruffly, "I still pick the time when I walk, do you still have me as an old man in your eyes."

Jiang Dong regretted it as soon as he spoke.

Jiang Ren was rebellious when he was a child, and didn't eat hard or soft, if he asked to leave now.

The teenager is taller than him.

Jiang Dong was 174, and Jiang Ren was 187. This son has never been afraid of pain or crying since he was young. Jiang Dong was really proud and liked him, but it was difficult for the father and son to speak peacefully because of family affairs and Wen Man. It was often Jiang Dong roar, and Jiang Ren roared louder than him.

Jiang Dong was ready for his son slammed the door and left.

However, Jiang Ren glanced at him, and the corners of his lips raised: "Dad, I will come back to see you when I enter college."

Dong Jiang froze. He couldn't believe what he heard.

Jiang Ren called his dad politely, and... still have the ideals to enter college? Isn't it his broken job...

No, when did Jiang Ren regress?

But at this moment, the boy has a sloppy smile in his eyes.

Jiang Dong stunned. The wrinkles are loose: "Go in and say."

It’s not hot outside in June. This little brat is sweaty with black hair, and without the shiny silver hair, Jiang Dong dare not recognize this as his own son.

However, Jiang refused: "You can go back when you are hot." He lazily said, "They are playing, and you don't understand what to do when you go in."

"..."

Wait for Jiang Dong to leave.

Jiang Ren looked at his father's back.

He seems to be able to forgive Jiang Dong slowly.

They are just the same people, and they like a person to their bones. Become a madman, a fool. I don't care about anyone's opinion in the world, walking alone, sad and pitiful.

Jiang Dong is old, and still can't let go.

Dong Jiang couldn't figure it out.

When Wen Man eloped with someone, his dad's eyes were red, and he was slumped for a long time, and finally chose to let go. It's a pity that Wen Man's life was not good. He didn't live long. He died and left a disaster to his dad.

Jiang Ren sneered, liking a person, how much he would like to be willing to let her go. Is it not deep enough, or too deep?

He won't let go.

If that person is Meng Ting.

Even if you kneel and climb by her side, you will die in her arms.

Fortunately, his girl is very nice.

She stood in the morning light, she was obviously very shy, her big eyes glowing with moist and shy light, sweetly said that she would go home with him.