The next day was Friday.

  Meng Ting finished drinking milk, Shu Zhitong checked her eyes as usual. Then said: "Dad can only come back on weekends to cook for you from now on, the institute is busy, Meng Ting and Shu Yang will have meals at school in the future, okay?"

  Shu Yang nodded slightly.

  Meng Ting also nodded.

  Shu Zhitong also said: "Shu Yang, take good care of Tingting, do you know? She is your sister, her eyes are not convenient, you are in the same grade, dont let others bully her."

  "She doesnt need me to take care of her."

  "This child..."

  Shu Zhiting felt a bit embarrassed and then pulled Meng Ting over, saying somewhat apologetically: "Meng Ting, dont mind him."

  Meng Ting smiled and said: "No way, Shu Yang has a hard mouth but a soft heart."

  Shu Zhitong felt a bit embarrassed: "Dad Shu, Im troubling you with something."

  "Xiao Lan didnt come home last night, she said she was sleeping at a classmates house. Shes grown up and there are many things I dont dare to interfere with. Im afraid of what might happen in school..." He paused for a moment, then thought of his daughter and sighed. "Im afraid shell get into an early romance and go astray, youre so obedient and sensible, can you teach her well?"

  Meng Ting still cant get over Shu Lans death in her past life.

  If Shulan hadnt untied that rope, she wouldnt have died. Moreover, she risked going down to find her missing younger brother in the landslide. She didnt understand why Shulan untied the rope, but there was always a thorn in her heart.

  However, looking at the man in front of him who had gone grey at the temples for the sake of his childrens debts, Meng couldnt say anything and just nodded.

  Meng Ting and Shu Yang walked to school one after another.

  They all attended No. 7 Middle School in their second year of high school, Meng Ting was in Class 1 and Shu Yang was in Class 2.

  Both of them were the first in class.

  Meng Ting looked at the slender back of the young man. After being burned, it was Shu Yang and Uncle Shu who insisted on her treatment. They never gave up on her.

  Shu Yangs back figure was getting farther and farther away. After a long time, before crossing the road, he turned his head to look at Meng Ting, stopped in his tracks, and quietly waited for her.

  The two of them arrived at school together at 7:45 and then quietly walked into their respective classrooms.

  As soon as Meng Ting walked in, many students in the class greeted her.

  "Good morning, Meng Ting."

  "Good morning."

  This year Meng Ting is the class representative of the English lesson.

  Everyone knows that she comes from a poor family background, and was involved in a car accident with her mother, resulting in her mothers death and her own blindness. However, due to her excellent academic performance, she was directly admitted to No. 7 Middle School from her original junior high school. As a result, she always ranked first in every exam, except for the one time when she had surgery and was absent, it can be said that she is an inspirational model.

  So she went to school with a cane and sunglasses, and nobody laughed at her. In fact, they were very friendly to her from the start. Her deskmate was a boy who wore glasses. He was shy and introverted, usually didnt communicate with his classmates, studied hard but somehow couldnt get good grades.

  The girl at the front desk turned around with an excited face: "I heard youre coming!"

  Meng Tings lips curved into a smile, with a hint of nostalgia, his tone as gentle as the March breeze: "Zhao Nuan Cheng."

  Zhao Nuange smoothed out Meng Tings hair, which was blown messy by the morning wind. She lowered her voice and said, "Meng Ting, dont forget to apply for the scholarship, the form has been sent down." She knew that Meng Tings family situation wasnt very good, and she felt a pang of sympathy for this girl who didnt have it easy.

  "Good."

  The first lesson was taught by Class Teacher Tang Xiaoli, who is a Chinese teacher and has a elegant temperament.

  Meng Ting listened carefully to these familiar knowledge and slowly took notes.

  Her hand holding the pen was unfamiliar, but exceptionally serious.

  The boy Hong Hui sitting at the same table couldnt help but look at what she was writing, he was thirsty for knowledge and anxious about his poor grades, coincidentally the top student in class was sitting next to him, so he often couldnt resist "stealing" her work.

  Meng listened carefully and caught his gaze, revealing the book.

  Her clean and gentle temperament made Hong Zhi feel embarrassed instead. He thought to himself, no wonder so many people think Meng Tingren is nice, shes really very warm and lovely.

  After one class, Meng Ting finally found some of the feeling of being in high school.

  This year in July, because there was no money, the table and fan were old. The chair was not stable, and it creaked with a slight shake.

  The only new thing in the classroom is the multimedia blackboard in front of the classroom.

  Fortunately, air conditioners are not needed in autumn, but these facilities make everyone feel a big drop.

  After all, the vocational school next door had already installed air conditioning and heating.

  Others are comfortable and enjoying themselves, but they also have their own hot summers and cold winters.

  The difference between the rich and the poor is just this big.

  After the first class, something happened in school.

  A commotion broke out outside, Meng Ting sat on the stool. After a while, Zhao Nuanju came in, her face excited with gossip: "Shen Yuqing from Class 14 is going to the neighboring vocational school, shes not attending classes anymore, guess why?"

  Meng Tings heart skipped a beat.

  For what? What can be for is naturally because of Jiang Ren.

  As expected, Zhao Nuanju said: "She actually did it for a boy in vocational high school. Look at her usual proud appearance, got the title of campus belle, who cant look down on her, now shes going to fight with a girl from vocational high school for a boyfriend, isnt it ridiculous?"

  Liu Xiaoyi, who was sitting at the back of the table, also heard it and chimed in: "Thats because that boy has a big background."

  In July, news was blocked, and Jiang Ren entered Licheng Vocational High School in September. He made a big name for himself on that side, but the good students at No. 7 Middle School rarely knew him.

  Zhao Nuan rolled her eyes and couldnt help but feel a bit of superiority as a good student: "How bad can it be, is the sky going to fall?"

  Liu Xiaoyi shrugged: "Its really going up to the sky, Junyang Group do you know? The countrys largest real estate company, their family."

  Zhao Nuan Cheng: “......Damn it.”

  Liu Xiaoyi, being at the forefront of the information age, couldnt help but say: "Last week, he beat their class teacher into the hospital in class, and now hes still staying in school. Its not surprising that Shen Yuqing looks up to someone like him."

  In ones youth, being arrogant is also a kind of capital.

  Many classmates gathered around: "Why did he hit the teacher?"

  "Wow, youre so brave, even daring to hit the teacher."

  Having money is nothing to brag about, being so arrogant, one day society will teach you a lesson.

  "Whats wrong with that? If you dont work hard, just inherit the family property then."

  A group of people laughed and said get out.

  In the midst of the chirping and chattering sounds, Meng Ting suddenly stood up.

  "Quickly tell me where youre going?"

  Meng Ting furrowed her brow. Originally, this matter had nothing to do with her, but she knew. The current school flower Shen Yuqing was going to find someone, her sister Shu Lan.

  She no longer wanted to care about Shu Lan, but her fathers words of caution that morning were still ringing in her ears.

  Shus father is getting old and his body is getting worse. Sometimes, when he works in the lab, he doesnt pay attention and radiation will knock him down. His whole life has been spent worrying about his children, it can be said that he died for Meng Ting.

  Meng Ting turned around and said to Zhao Nuan: "Im not feeling well, can you help me ask the teacher for a leave of absence?"

  Zhao Nuan nodded hastily.

  Meng Ting walked to the school gate, but the security guard wouldnt let her out. She rarely lied, but thinking of what would happen next if she didnt control herself, she pointed at her eyes: "Uncle, my eyes are uncomfortable."

  The gate guard recognized her as a well-known diligent and motivated girl in school, and quickly let her pass.

  The neighboring vocational school was much easier to get into, and the gate was almost useless. Meng Ting walked to the door of Class 8, Grade 2, when there was a burst of noise in the classroom.

  Shen Yuqing didnt come alone, she has a group of sisters.

  Shulan is also a stubborn one. Meng heard her say as she walked in: "Even if you are Jiangs girlfriend, whats the big deal? Who doesnt know that he didnt even show up on your birthday two days ago and later just threw you a purse?"

  Shen Yuqing is very proud of herself, but her combat power is not weak either: "If he doesnt care about me, Im his official girlfriend. How old are you to learn how to steal someones boyfriend? Do you have any family education?"

  The people around him applauded.

  The original wife tore up the little three on the spot, all for the sake of Jiang Ren, a legendary figure. Its simply a great show.

  When Meng entered, everyones eyes fell on her.

  This blind mans disguise is too eye-catching. She bypassed the crowd and pulled Shulan, who was about to scold her back, out of the classroom. Shulan was furious: "What are you doing here? I can take care of myself, go back and read your book."

  Other peoples inquisitive gazes made Shu Lan feel ashamed, as if they were saying, "Your sister is blind, isnt she?"

  Meng Tings expression was calm: "Uncle Shu told me this morning that he is worried about you. It wasnt easy for him to raise us."

  Shulan frowned, wanting to refute him.

  "Even if you win against Shen Yuqing, how will others treat you? Jiang Ren doesnt even care about Shen Yuqing, why would he care about you?" Meng said, "That thing I helped you with playing the piano, does your friend know about it? Can you guarantee she wont say anything?"

  Shulan was startled.

  She didnt go home last night, and many people saw her going to find Jiang Ren. Her vanity got the better of her, and sure enough, there were rumors the next day that Jiang Ren liked her and took her out to play all night, and she didnt even refute it, as a result, Shen Yuqing came looking for her.

  Shulan hesitated and said, "They wont tell anyone, will they?" However, she still had some reservations. After returning home, she kept a low profile and told Shen Yuqing, "Thats just a rumor, I slept at Lin Mengs house yesterday, she can vouch for me."

  Lin Meng nodded.

  "Youre one to talk, look at yourself." Shen Yuqing sneered and finally stopped.

  As she walked away, Shen Yuqing glanced at Meng Ting outside the classroom. This girl knew that they were the top of their grade. Meng Ting from Class 1 had poor eyesight.

  Meng Ting and Shu Lan know each other?

  Shulan fortunately did not stubbornly insist on it like in her past life for the sake of vanity and Shen Yuqing.

  Shulans face didnt look good: "Youd better go back now, sis. Dont let others find out about the piano playing."

  Meng Ting turned around and went downstairs: "I know." She and Shu Lan had different purposes, but neither of them wanted to let Jiang Ren know that she was the one playing the piano.

  The campus is cool in October.

  The environment of Lì Cái is more than twice as good as that of Qī Zhōng, with new teaching buildings and facilities. This side has better greening, a larger school, and compared to Qī Zhōng, its really pathetic.

  She went downstairs and hurried across the path to get back to class.

  The basketball flew over the cypress wood and barely passed by her ear.

  "Did you hit someone?" Fang Tan frowned and asked from the other side.

  Jiang Ren remained still like a big brother, while He Junming ran over and saw Meng Ting, then turned around and shouted loudly: "Nian Ge, its that blind classmate from yesterday."

  Jiang Rens gaze turned over.

  Meng Ting was stunned and walked out of school.

  Jiang Ren took the ball from Fang Tans hand, threw a shot, and the ball bounced in front of Meng Ting, bouncing far away, her footsteps stopped.

  Jiang Ren slipped his hands into his pockets, wearing a number five jersey, tall and long-legged, walking over in just two minutes.

  He stepped on the ball with one foot, a cold smile spreading across his face: "Classmate, can you see that?"

  Otherwise, whats the point of stopping? The blind dont know danger.

  He leaned in close, although it was autumn, he had a thin layer of sweat on his silver hair due to exercise. The people upstairs were arguing loudly, but he didnt care at all.

  Meng Ting furrowed his brow, this year he was 187 cm tall, twenty-seven centimeters taller than her, and looking down at her made him feel very oppressive.

  As he reached out to take her sunglasses, she hastily used her cane to block his hand.

  The wooden cane was hard and heavy, the sound of it hitting bone made ones hair stand on end.

  Several people in the room were stunned.

  Jiang Rens smile disappeared from his face, he said: "I dont have a principle of not hitting girls."

  He Junming hastily pulled Jiang Ren: "Niang ge, forget it, shes a blind person. Maybe it was just an accident."

  Jiang Ren has intermittent explosive disorder, a difficult-to-control condition.

  No one dared to provoke him, and He Junming saw that there was no smile on his face, so he didnt dare to pull again.

  Meng Ting also knew.

  The air has been still for a long time.

  Meng Ting was a little afraid, and he lowered his head and whispered: "Sorry, my eyes cant see the light." His voice was soft and gentle, like the most lingering wind in Jiangnan, with a hint of sweetness.

  Jiang Ren had a moment of distraction.

  By the time he came back to himself, she had already hastily walked away.

  This time he took a step back, apparently believing that he would hit him.

  In Octobers autumn hues, her blue and white school uniform was a slender and elegant silhouette.

  He Junming said stupidly: "Not a mute." The voice was nice to hear, sweet to the bone. However, it was unexpectedly sweet.

  Jiang Ning lowered her head and looked at the back of her hand, which had turned bright red.

  That son of a bitch hitting people is really painful.

  "Hey Nian, what were you doing touching her sunglasses?"

  He didnt hear Jiang Ren say that Meng was not blind, and based on his own understanding, he said: "Shes a blind person, what if she takes off two empty holes without eyeballs staring at you?" He said, still making a gesture of plugging in both eyes, it was too scary, simply eye-catching.

  Jiang Ren didnt say anything.

  He watched her walk away, and for some reason, suddenly remembered that box of small strawberries he had snatched.

  If she wasnt mute, then why didnt she want to talk to him before? Did she look down on people from their vocational school?

  He rubbed his hand hard on his back, damn it, whats with the pulling, a woman like his mother at least had some capital.

  Shes a blind person with one eye problem, thinking shes superior and all that nonsense.