Bizarre Love

The male receptionist looked weird for a moment, but this time he recognized Jiang Shao's voice. Then he told Meng Wen: "Student, the elevator is out of order, you can go up the stairs."

Meng Ting nodded, it would be great if he could go up. She thanked them and walked in the direction indicated by the male receptionist.

When Meng Ting disappeared, the receptionist said with a strange expression, "The elevator is not broken."

"Jiang Shao ordered."

"What does he want to do?"

"I don't know, anyway, don't ask about him, don't you think his life is too short? I heard that Jiang Shao..." The male receptionist nodded, "He has a mental illness and can't control his emotions. Who knows why he was kicked out? From the Jiang family."

The female receptionist thought of the beautiful little girl who was so beautiful just now: "She is so beautiful, even more beautiful than my idol. She will definitely be more beautiful in a few years."

The male receptionist was also a little worried for her.

It's not good to provoke anyone, but Jiang Ren was provoked.

Anhaiting's stairs are emergency facilities, and usually no one will go there. So the stairs were silent.

The four big green characters of "safety exit" lead the way with arrows, and the lights in the corridor are dim.

Meng Ting could only hear her own footsteps, she was still carrying her schoolbag, walking up the handrail.

At the corner of the corridor on the third floor, she bumped into a strong chest unexpectedly.

Meng Ting was shocked: "Ah!"

Anyone who suddenly saw something in the dark environment with green light would be frightened. She clutched her forehead and took several steps back.

Looking up, he saw the outline of Jiang Ren's face.

In the semi-dark light and shadow, he was a little astonished, and put his hand on the place where she bumped.

The boy's body was strong, but her forehead was knocked dizzy for a while.

Her voice was sweet, and the trembling "Ah Ya" had an uptick, like a broken whisper. In that collision just now, I don't know what crashed into his chest.

Meng Ting's face was pale, his hands and feet still couldn't stop feeling weak.

She couldn't see Jiang Ren's face clearly, but she knew that she just bumped into him. Jiang Ren was domineering and unreasonable, so she quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, did it hurt you?"

Jiang Ren bent his lips: "Yes."

Meng Ting didn't know what to do. This was a disaster for her, who knew that Jiang Ren was not at the party, but at the dark stairway.

Outside An Haiting's transparent window, the sea breeze is blowing softly.

Meng Ting leaned his back against the cold wall, feeling a little helpless.

"I didn't do it on purpose." Although she was innocent, she was not stupid, so how could anyone get into trouble with such a collision? She was still dizzy for a while, knowing that he was embarrassing herself, she couldn't help whispering, "You scared me too."

Jiang Ren almost laughed out loud.

He was in the backlight and could see her appearance. She was still wearing the Qizhong school uniform, with the school badge pinned to her right chest. The airy bangs made her a little softer under the light and shadow, and those black prying glasses seemed to be a little softer.

He was obviously afraid of him, but he tried his best to remain calm.

"Why, you don't admit it when you bump into someone, good student, do you teach people like this in No. 7 Middle School?"

Meng Ting raised his eyes to look at him, and retorted softly: "The Seventh Middle School said, you have to apologize. You have to forgive others and forgive others."

Jiang Ren couldn't hold back this time, and smiled: "I'm illiterate, I'm sorry if you understand this stuff."

Meng Ting knew he was unreasonable.

The night is quiet, and there are still bright lights on the sea in the distance. Looking through An Haiting, it is a glimmer of light. She suddenly remembered that the boy in front of her had killed someone a few years later.

His method of killing was extremely cruel.

Meng Ting knew that he was very dangerous, so he couldn't get close to him, let alone offend him.

She bent down and bowed seriously to him: "I'm sorry."

The smile on his lips disappeared.

Under the dim light, she couldn't see his eyes clearly, and for some reason, she remembered Jiang Ren who chased the bus for three miles in silence that year.

Like a brutal wolf cub.

She has always been afraid of his almost perverted madness.

Meng heard: "I really didn't do it on purpose, or... I'll let you call back."

She held out a small jade white hand hesitantly.

Slender and beautiful fingers, with a little cherry pink on the fingertips. Even though she couldn't see clearly in low light, she was in the brightest place of the corridor, her personality was so gentle that it was a mess.

There was a rush in his heart, he stared at the little hand for a long time, and clicked: "It's done, don't cry out the pain."

She nodded seriously.

Jiang Ren's hand in his pocket trembled.

The hand in front of him was beautiful and soft, with slender and white fingers. He had never seen such a delicate and beautiful hand. Even his mother, who is always proud and exquisite, doesn't have such delicate and beautiful hands.

One second before he touched her hand, he reacted suddenly.

Jiang Ren withdrew his hand irritably, and touched the lighter in his pocket. He threw the lighter into her palm: "Come and light me a cigarette, this matter is over."

Meng Ting stared blankly at the black lighter in his palm.

"Come here, do you want me to invite you?"