In the evening, it started raining in H city. Shu Zhiting felt a bit awkward and then pulled Meng Ting over, saying apologetically, "Meng Ting, don't 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, I have a favor to ask."

  "Xiao Lan didn't come home last night, she said she was sleeping at a classmate's house. She's grown up and there are many things I don't dare to interfere with. I'm afraid of what might happen to her in school..." He paused for a moment, then sighed as he thought about his daughter. "I'm afraid she'll take the wrong path too early, being so obedient and sensible, can you teach her more?"

  Meng Ting still can't get over Shu Lan's death in her past life.

  If Shulan hadn't untied that rope, she wouldn't have died. Moreover, she risked going down to find her missing younger brother in the landslide. She didn't 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 children's debts, Meng couldn't 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 Yang's back figure was getting farther and farther away. After a long time 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 mother's 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 on, and nobody made fun of her. In fact, everyone was very friendly to her from the start.

  She sat next to a boy who wore glasses. He was shy and rarely communicated with his classmates, studied very hard, but his grades just couldn't seem to improve.

  The girl at the front desk turned around with an excited face: "Liu has arrived!"

  Meng Ting's lips curved into a smile, somewhat nostalgic, his tone as gentle as the March wind: "Zhao Nuan Cheng."

  Zhao Nuan'ge smoothed out Meng Ting's hair, which was blown messy by the morning wind. Lowering her voice, she said, "Meng Ting, remember to apply for the scholarship, the form has been sent down." She knew that Meng Ting's family situation wasn't very good and felt sympathy for this girl who didn't 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 couldn't 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 couldn't resist "stealing" her experience.

  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 Ting is nice, she's really warm and lovely.

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

  This year in July, because there wasn't much 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, they have air conditioning in summer and heating in winter, no one is left out.

  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, she's not attending classes anymore, guess why?"

  Meng Ting's heart skipped a beat.

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

  As expected, Zhao Nuanju said: "She actually did it for a vocational high school boy. Looking at her usual proud appearance, having the title of campus belle, who would have looked down on her, now she's actually fighting with a vocational high school girl for a boyfriend, isn't that ridiculous?"

  Liu Xiaoyi, who was sitting at the back of the table, also heard it and interjected: "That's 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 there, but the good students at No. 7 Middle School rarely knew him.

  Zhao Nuan rolled her eyes and couldn't 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: "It's really going up to the sky, you know? The Junyang Group is the largest real estate company in the country."

  Zhao Nuan Cheng: “......Damn it.”

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

  In one's youth, being arrogant is also a kind of capital.

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

  "Wow, you're 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.

  "What's wrong with that? If you don't 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.

  "Where is he going?" Zhao Nuan hurriedly asked.

  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 father's words of caution that morning still lingered in her ears.

  Shu's father is getting old and his body is getting worse. Sometimes, when he works in the lab, if he's not careful, 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: "I'm 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 guard wouldn't let her out. She rarely lied, but thinking of what would happen if she didn't control herself next, 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 didn't come alone, she has a group of sisters.

  Shulan is also stubborn, Meng heard her say as she walked in: "Even if Jiang's girlfriend, what's the big deal? Who doesn't know that he didn't even show up on his birthday two days ago and later just threw a purse."

  Shen Yuqing is very proud of herself, but her combat power is not weak either: "If he doesn't care about me, I'm his official girlfriend, how old am I to learn how to steal someone's boyfriend? Does she have no family education?"

  The people beside him applauded.

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

  When Meng Ting walked in, everyone's eyes fell on her.

  This blind man's outfit 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 count myself, go back and read your book."

  Other people's inquisitive glances made Shu Lan feel ashamed, as if they were saying, "Sister is blind."

  Meng Ting's expression was calm: "Dad told me this morning that he is worried. It wasn't easy for him to raise us."

  Shulan frowned, wanting to retort.

  "Even if I win against Shen Yuqing, what will others think? Jiang Ren doesn't even care about Shen Yuqing, why would he care? Meng Ting said, 'You asked me to help play the piano, did your friends know? Can you guarantee she won't say anything?' "

  Shulan was startled.

  She didn't 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 didn't even refute it, as a result, Shen Yuqing came looking for her.

  Shulan hesitated and said, "They won't tell anyone, will they?" However, she still had some concerns. After returning home, she kept a low profile and told Shen Yuqing, "That's just a rumor, I slept at Lin Meng's house yesterday, she can vouch for me."

  Lin Meng nodded.

  "It's also good to take a 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.

  Shulan's face didn't look good: "Hurry back, sister, don't let others find out about playing the piano."

  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, it's really pathetic.

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

  The basketball flew over the camphor 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 old man, He Junming ran over and saw Meng Ting, then turned his head and shouted loudly: "Nin Ge, it's that blind classmate from yesterday."

  Jiang Ren's gaze turned over.

  Meng Ting was stunned and walked out of school.

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

  Jiang Ren's hands were inserted into his pockets, he was wearing a number 5 jersey, tall and long-legged, walking over in just two minutes.

  He stepped on the ball with one foot and smiled coldly: "Classmate, can you see?"

  Otherwise, what's the point of stopping? The blind don't 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 didn't 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 one's hair stand on end.

  Several people in the room were stunned.

  Jiang Ren's smile disappeared from his face, he said: "I don't have a principle of not hitting girls."

  He Junming hastily pulled Jiang Ren: "Niang ge, forget it, she's 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, He Junming saw that there was no smile on his face and didn't 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 said in a soft voice: "Sorry, my eyes can't see the light." His voice was gentle and soft, 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 October's 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 endured and lowered her head to look at the back of her hand, which had turned red in a large area.

  His mother's stick is really painful when hitting people.