Meng Tings body stiffened when he heard the two words "Jiang Ren".

  Time seems to have slowed down, and she can feel the scorching temperature of the breath around her.

  She was so frightened that she didnt even notice the tears on her eyelashes and hastily opened her eyes.

  At that time, dusk, the setting sun shone obliquely on the Yihui Building. A silhouette fell down.

  The warm yellow light, he held her face, looking at her opening her eyes.

  Jiang Ren found it hard to describe what he felt at that moment.

  For the first time in his life, he felt like a dull-witted fool, and the tips of his fingers touching her cheek were numb. The numbness converged into a fine stream, impacting his heart, and he lost all strength. It was as if he was going to drown in this kind of numbness.

  The delicate girl in the photo I saw in the past came to life.

  She grew up like this and became Meng Ting at this moment.

  Her tea-colored pupils reflected his appearance at this moment, stunned, amazed, and slightly discernible madness.

  Everyone used to mock her eyes as if they had become a joke in an instant.

  She has a pair of very beautiful eyes, pure and transparent, with starlight in them whether she smiles or not. Just like that night in the small harbor town, he jokingly locked eyes with her for ten seconds, and saw the beauty through the hazy gauze at that moment.

  His mind was almost a complete blank until Meng listened and suddenly pushed him away, but in his mind there was only one annoying fact.

  Hes done for.

  His heart was racing wildly, unbearable, the same feeling as when he got sick, but he didnt have a violent impulse, touching her fingertips had an indescribable coolness.

  Meng Ting didnt really want to drag Shu Lan over and give her a good scolding.

  She hastily squatted down to pick up her glasses, the blind persons glasses that had accompanied her for three years. Now only a pitiful skeleton and shattered lenses remained. She suddenly felt powerless.

  Those several girls with menacing auras stared blankly at Meng Ting.

  Meng Ting picked up the frame and stood up, knowing that this thing was scrapped and could no longer be used.

  Shulan looked up at her with a few parts of dullness and shallow resentment. Meng suddenly realized that this cheap sister had been displeased with herself for a long time.

  Meng Ting didnt dare look at Jiang Rens eyes at this moment.

  She pursed her lips and didnt think about arguing for justice or injustice anymore.

  Jiang Rens future is that of a murderer!

  She felt like she was on the verge of a complete breakdown and wanted to cry.

  Hiding from thousands and tens of thousands, fate is playing a joke on me, letting everything return to its original state.

  She walked silently towards the gate of Licheng School and met He Junming and Fang Tan who were following her.

  After she walked several steps, He Junming stared with wide eyes, his gaze closely following her. After a while, he swallowed hard: "That beauty looks familiar." Damn, shes really beautiful, the most beautiful girl he has ever seen since he was young.

  He Han originally wanted to tease him, saying that he thought every pretty girl looked familiar, but when he saw Meng Ting for a moment, he was also stunned: "Shes the one on the gold medal."

  They all think shes really beautiful, stunning! A sweet and pretty girl.

  But its not just this familiarity.

  He Junming stuttered in disbelief: "She looks a bit like... like that one from No. 7 Middle School... Meng, Meng Ting ah."

  Fang Tan looked at Jiang Ren and nodded: "Its her."

  Damn it!

  He Junming was shocked, wasnt he! That unremarkable little blind date, a top student from No. 7 High School with good grades but nothing else going for him, was the same person as the beautiful girl in the photo!

  Its like pointing at a small hill and saying its higher than Mount Everest.

  But this small hill is actually higher than Mount Everest!

  He Hans face couldnt help but flush red, and he took a few more glances.

  At that time, the basketball game had already ended, and the campus was quite quiet, with only students who were still cleaning up the venue sweeping away the trash left on the basketball court.

  Jiang Ren finally came back to his senses after a long while and suddenly chased in the direction she had left.

  Meng Ting had to pass through the willow tree path of Lichai to get out of the school gate. At this time, the willow branches were bare and only the brown trunks swayed in the cool breeze.

  She had just walked halfway when she was suddenly pulled over.

  He was panting, his forehead covered in sweat, and his eyes were incredibly dark.

  Meng Ting leaned against the bare branch, looking at Jiang Ren with some annoyance.

  Whats wrong with him!

  "What are you doing?"

  The wind mixed with the scent on her body rudely entered his lungs, his hand pressed against the willow tree behind her, trapping her in a small space. He stared at her without blinking but didnt say a word.

  This pose was considered very shameful in the year she died. However, that year was conservative and few people did it like this.

  Meng Ting reached out and pried open his arm.

  The young mans arm was thick with black and white wristbands, she didnt hold back, fearing and hating him at the same time, using all her strength to push. However, his face turned red, but his hands didnt move.

  Shes about to die from anger! Is this some kind of mental illness?!

  "The Neurosis" silently watched her struggle on the verge of death, suddenly laughed, Jiang couldnt help but move: "Meng Ting."

  She raised her eyes, and her eye sockets were all red.

  Like a bright peach blossom in March at the corner of ones eye, it is so beautiful that nothing can compare.

  "Why did you deceive me?"

  She looked at him in confusion, and her clear eyes directly expressed her thoughts - when did I ever deceive you?

  Jiang Nian lowered his head and smiled: "Your student ID, are you kidding me?" He looked at her with a few points of bad intentions, "You look so good, afraid Ill do something to you?"

  Meng Ting finally remembered that she had indeed deceived him, saying that her eyes were injured and very scary, just like the student ID. Jiang Ren believed it a little at that time.

  Her lies were exposed, and she was somewhat embarrassed. She lowered her head and slipped out from between the sturdy arms of the young man.

  Her face turned bright red: "Jiang Ren, can you speak properly and stop using your hands and feet?"

  A smile flickered in his eyes: "Havent we done anything yet?"

  Meng didnt want to bother with him, her emotions were complicated and terrible, she didnt say a word and wanted to run out.

  He saw the water in her arms and laughed a bit wickedly: "Damn, taking Laozis money to run away? One hundred yuan change?"

  Meng suddenly remembered this matter, her mind was all messy, and she hurriedly took out the remaining 86 yuan from her pocket. She neatly stacked it and placed it in the palm of the young mans hand.

  "Water is two yuan and towels are twelve yuan."

  She was afraid he wouldnt believe her, as the prices of goods were far from being as expensive as they would be in later years. That inferior towel was worth at most three or four yuan. However, the basketball game had driven the vendors to raise their prices and make a killing.

  He looked at that white and soft hand.

  The money she had touched seemed to carry a hint of the girls captivating aura.

  Meng Ting handed her water and she took it over.

  Then she whispered: "Towel..." The towel was stained by her, Jiang Ren used it to wipe the water droplets and hair for her. It was also tightly clenched in her hand.

  "Ill pay you back for the towel another day."

  "He couldnt help but curve his lips: Dont, just this one, take it."

  She thought this was someone elses thing and hesitated to hand it over to him.

  Meng let out a sigh of relief, glad that he had nothing to do with him after all.

  She turned and walked towards the school gate, willow branches swaying gently in the autumn wind, her back disappearing quickly into the campus.

  Jiang Ren leaned against the tree, looking at her back, and unscrewed the bottle cap to take a few sips. He moved unscrupulously, and the mineral water flowed down his chin, passing through his Adams apple, wetting his collar.

  He Junming and they came over when he still hadnt come back to himself.

  The heat of the game had not yet dissipated, and they hadnt even had time to wipe their sweat before following Jiang Ren to find someone. He Junming went to grab the towel in Jiang Rens hand: "Im dying from the heat, let me use it to wipe myself."

  Jiang Ren used a water bottle to separate his hands: "Get away, dont get dirty."

  He Junming was speechless, damn its poisonous, a towel, isnt it just for wiping sweat?

  He Han thought for a moment and couldnt help but ask: "Ning Ge, was that Meng Ting just now?"

  Jiang nodded and murmured "uh-huh".

  He Junming finally spoke out: "I used to think that Shen Yuqing from No. 7 Middle School was really beautiful, but Meng Ting is even more beautiful! Are people from their school blind or something? Shes also got great grades, didnt she beat Lu Yue in the last competition? With grades that are against the heavens and looks that are stunning, this kind of good student is just someone elses child in my moms eyes."

  He had also forgotten that he once ridiculed Meng Tings eyes.

  "Never mind, she and Shen Yuqing are obviously not the same kind of person."

  He Junming: "Also, last time at Xiaogang City, she almost cried. No fun, this kind of play is not worth it, she must look down on people like us."

  Fang Tans heart skipped a beat as he looked over and saw that Jiang Rens smile had already disappeared.

  He apparently remembered too.

  They had done something before, riding mountain motorcycles to rob peoples things and taking them to Xiaogang City by force. The girl who was with Meng Ting was also humiliated and cried.

  Its strange for Meng Tinghui to wait and see them.

  And people who are good at studies have always had a sense of superiority, arent they used to it?

  He Junming, this silly fool, was about to say something, admiring Meng Tings beauty, but saw Jiang Ren throw the empty bottle into the trash can. He took his towel and walked away without a word.

  Fang Tan slapped a palm on He Junmings back: "You two hundred and fifty, didnt you see that Brother Nians face wasnt right?"

  He Junming was taken aback: "Huh?"

  ~

  Meng Ting returned home on the weekend. Shu Zhitong saw that she wasnt wearing glasses and a middle-aged man was so excited he couldnt speak clearly: "Ting, are your eyes better?"

  Shu Yang raised his head, seemingly a bit surprised that something good had happened and Meng Ting hadnt told Dad.

  Meng nodded slightly.

  "Dads words were incoherent: Its fine, its fine."

  She suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

  For two lifetimes, she respected and loved this great father, yet could no longer truly love this family. What Shulan did today almost shattered everything she wanted to change.

  Not long after, Shulan returned in disarray.

  Her face was covered with palm prints, and when she saw Shus father and Shu Yang, tears rolled down: "Dad, brother, I was bullied today."

  Shus fathers expression changed, and he pulled over his daughter to look at her injury: "Who did this?"

  Shu Yang furrowed his brow and glanced at Meng Ting, but didnt say a word.

  Shulan suddenly turned her head, glaring at Meng Ting: "Dad, when I was beaten today, Meng Ting just passed by from the side, she didnt even think of saving me! I dont recognize her as my sister anymore!"

  Shus fathers first reaction was to scold Shulan: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

  Shulan died unjustly: "Really! I didnt lie, you all said Meng was obedient and listened to reason, but she had the most poisonous heart! You say sisters should care for each other, which part of her is like a sister?"

  Shus father was about to scold Shulan again, but Meng Ting suddenly threw the frame of his glasses over.

  A crisp sound landed at Shulans feet, and she subconsciously held her breath.

  Meng had never felt so clearly that she was an outsider in this family. Because Shus father was not her biological father, no matter how good he was, she had suffered grievances and could only silently swallow them in her heart. She couldnt vent her grievances, let alone accuse his biological daughter.

  Shulan can, no matter how bad Shulan is.

  She can be a bad person first, or she can shout "dad" and "brother" without any scruples to exclude this outsider.

  Meng Ting no longer remained silent: "I dont know why you were beaten, but you can tell Shus father about it in detail. I wont regret not helping you, and even if it happens a hundred times again, I still wont help you. Shulan, what you said is right, weve never been sisters."

  She felt a lump in her throat: "Sorry, Uncle Shu, Ill be moving out soon. My grandparents..."

  Shu Zhiting suddenly said: "Alright!"

  He picked up the glasses on the ground and said to Shulan: "You go back to your room first!" His tone was severe, and Shulan had no choice but to listen. Before leaving, she glanced at Meng Ting with a hint of triumph.

  Xie Lan and Xie Yang have both left.

  Meng Ting clenched his fists tightly, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

  Shu Zhitong sighed: "Listen, whats going on? You said Dad believes it."

  Meng Tings eyes turned red, she was so angry that she wanted to cry loudly and tell the bitterness and grievances of two lifetimes. She said how she was disfigured and then ostracized by her relatives, saying how difficult it was for her after Shu Dad died those few years, and about Shu Lans ill intentions. For the first time, she wondered why her own biological father abandoned her mother, while this man who had no blood relation to her said, "Daughter, whatever you say, Daddy believes."

  However, the rebirth of such an absurd thing, even she herself still feels like a dream to this day. The farther away it gets, the more vague that memory becomes, and suddenly it has become a lifetime, but it is gradually going away. Only the current self is the most real.

  She cant say anything about it.

  She struggled to swallow her sobs and recounted the afternoons entanglement with Shulan.

  Shu Zhitong furrowed his brow, only then realizing the severity of the situation, which was far beyond a simple sibling squabble. He said: "Listen, Ive watched you and Xiaolan grow up. When you were young, there was once when you went to play at the neighbors house, they had a big dog. When it charged over, both you and Xiaolan were scared, but you hugged Xiaolan tightly, that dog almost bit you. Youve always been a good sister, so Dad trusts you, if you dont acknowledge this sister of yours, she must have done something to hurt you deeply and make you unable to forgive her."

  Meng Ting said with a nasal tone: "Shu Dad, dont say anything more." She was about to cry again.

  She is one of her best relatives in two lifetimes.

  Shu Zhiting said: "Its my fault, I dont have time to teach you. Xiaolan has a bad temper, I will educate her well, listen and dont say anything about leaving home again, this is your home."

  He spoke with conviction, Meng Tings eyes welled up with tears, and she couldnt bear to hurt the person who raised her anymore, so she nodded.

  Shu Zhitong let out a sigh and went to scold Shu Lan.

  Shulan didnt expect her father to side with Meng Ting, and she became noisy and quarrelsome, making Shu Zhitong almost hit her. Later, it was Shu Yang who suddenly said: "Have you made enough noise? Isnt Meng Ting asking you to explain why you got beaten up? If you dont say anything, Ill go ask them, and Ill get justice for you!"

  Shulan didnt dare make a scene anymore and resentfully said: "They just dont like me." But she absolutely didnt dare mention the fact that she had snatched someone elses boyfriend.

  This matter has come to an end.

  But from that day on, Meng Ting was no longer Shu Lans sister.

  On Monday morning when Meng went to school, her father usually checked her eyes.

  "After a long time, he smiled warmly: Listen, when you grew up, you became the prettiest girl."

  Children from single-parent families, from being well-behaved and sensible when young to being heart-wrenching, are angels bestowed by heaven but not treated with kindness.

  "After your eyes get better, live more bravely!"

  Meng Ting nodded slightly and smiled after a long while.

  Theres nothing to be afraid of, as long as you take control of your life. Since she has been given a second chance, she should make the most of it and live her life well.

  She went to school earlier than Shulan and Shuyang, and when she walked out of the community, Meng had a feeling of re-embracing the world.

  That fourteen-year-old girl with a dazzling and charming smile, its always been her!

  There were few people on the bus in the morning. Meng listened to the bus and started reciting words from the beginning of the bus. The people on the bus couldnt help but take a few glances at this beautiful and elegant girl.

  This attention she has been getting since childhood is nothing new to her. At first, it was admiration and astonishment, but later on, it became the sympathy people have for the blind.

  Now it has turned back into an appreciative gaze.

  Meng Ting looked out of the window, words repeating one by one in her mind. The world was colorful, she took a light breath.

  She arrived early, it was only seven oclock at that time.

  The security guards at the entrance were yawning.

  Meng Ting was about to take out his student ID from his bag, but his eyes caught sight of that eye-catching mountain bike next to the school gate.

  Jiang Ren leaned against the car, with several cigarette butts at his feet.

  On a chilly and windy morning, he wore a black coat. His silver hair was blown by the wind, with a bit of dishevelment, giving off a sense of unrestrained beauty.

  But no matter how you look at it, hes a bad student through and through.

  Meng Ting lowered his eyes, and in his heart, he had a bad premonition.

  She was about to sneak past him, covering her ears and stealing a bell, but he cursed in his heart and couldnt help but laugh: "Hey, Meng Ting, Ill be waiting for you here at six oclock, dare you come in?"

  She had no choice but to say: "I have to go to class."

  Jiang Ren threw away his cigarette: "Whos afraid of whom? Its an 8 oclock class."

  He was afraid she would really go in, so he said: "Can I just ask you a few questions?"

  Then students came one after another.

  Jiang Ren had already attracted attention, she couldnt help it, so she nodded: "Then ask."

  He drew near her, his body carrying the scent of morning dew and a faint smell of smoke: "Are you afraid of me?"

  Meng listened awkwardly and shook his head, because of her lies, her face turned slightly red.

  "Then look at me."

  She looked at him with some hesitation.

  Light brown pupils, transparent beauty. He was absent-minded for a moment, and his heart beat faster instead.

  He forgot what he wanted to ask, and nothing seemed important anymore.

  Yesterdays brief encounter was real, not a dream.

  He took out a box from the car and stuffed it into her hands.

  Its heavy inside.

  He first realized the gap between him and her.

  She still wore the school uniform that looked rustic and old-fashioned in his eyes, with a high ponytail tied up, soft long hair hanging down, with an indescribable cleverness and youthful beauty. The overall temperament was obviously that of a "good student" who couldnt be messed with, someone he shouldnt provoke.

  The top student in the neighboring school.

  He wanted to get close to her, but suddenly remembered He Junmings words yesterday. She and Shen Yuqing were not the same kind of people, who knew how much she looked down on him, a useless rich kid with no education or skills.

  "Got it, Im leaving."

  He finished speaking and got on the car.

  He didnt go to class until he left her, and only then did Jiang Ren feel like he had gone crazy.

  He didnt sleep all night and looked for that thing everywhere in the city. This season is too difficult, he rode his bike back at 6 oclock and waited for her at the gate of No. 7 Middle School.

  The night wind was cold and biting, it blew through the city for a whole night, but didnt bring any clarity, instead it drove him crazier. After searching all night, he finally found that thing in the planting area.

  He didnt mean to bully her from the start, really.

  Meng Ting waited until he left, then opened the slightly heavy box in his hand.

  Inside the box is a basket, neatly packed with a basket of fresh strawberries still carrying morning dew.