On the way back, Jiang Ren didn't say a word.

  His craziness seemed to melt away with the December snow. She grasped his hand as they walked back and forth in the hospital corridor. Meng Ting still needed to stay for a few more days, but he hadn't fully recovered from his foot injury and had gone running around again, re-injuring it.

  Meng Ting made a few gestures to the bodyguard, accompanied by his hoarse voice: "Hmm, find a wheelchair and push him over."

  He grasped her hand tightly and then let go immediately.

  Meng Ting grasped the man's large palm: "What's wrong?"

  "Do you understand or not?" He lowered his voice, almost growling, "That medical report is real, I'm mentally abnormal. I have psychological problems, I'm no different from those lunatics!"

  He gritted his teeth with a hoarse voice, staring dead at her eyes: "Those things they found were real too! I took those to find Wenrui, I almost..."

  She didn't want to hear him insult himself anymore, so she cut him off: "Jiang Ren, I understand."

  He fell silent for an instant.

  The hospital corridor was empty except for the two of them, and the bodyguard quickly returned, put down the wheelchair, and hurried away.

  She asked him to sit down, but the man's body was stiff as iron, silently confronting her.

  Meng Ting felt a bit helpless: "I understand, so you want to break up with me again?"

  Those two words pierced his heart, and he suddenly hugged her tightly.

  After a sleepless night, behind them was the rising sun.

  It's said that when the snow is melting, it's even colder than when it's snowing.

  She wants to hear his choice.

  Everything has changed, they will grow up, but there is one thing that will never change from dawn to dusk, from past lives to this life.

  It's embarrassing to say, he said lightly, everything is changing, but Jiang Ren is still the same as before.

  Meng Ting wrapped her arms around his lean waist.

  "He said in a voice suppressed to the extreme: 'Don't break up, don't leave.'"

  These six words made him close his eyes.

  He knew he didn't deserve it, what he did tonight, any girl would never dare to be with him again. He was indeed driven mad. But all he wanted was for her not to leave.

  Being with him for one year is a year, being with him for one minute is a minute.

  Don't leave.

  She curved her lips and smiled lightly: "Okay, no separation, no leaving."

  Meng Ting let him sit well in his wheelchair and then squatted beside his legs: "I know what this means, Jiang Ren, you're ill. Maybe for a lifetime."

  His eyes were pitch black, and gradually became turbulent.

  Meng Ting held his hand and continued: "But your illness is mine." She smiled, "When I fell down the mountain with the car, no one thought of anything else, only thinking of you. If I died, how sad would my Jiang Ren be? So I tried to survive.I'm afraid you'll get sick, afraid you'll be sad, afraid you'll be lonely."

  He pursed his lips, and his dark eyes were filled with a quiet, subtle light.

  "So, if you can't be good, then sorry, I'll have to watch over you for the rest of your life. Lock up your heart, sentence you to life imprisonment by my side, Jiang Ren, appeal?"

  At that time, the morning sun rose, and the first gentle warmth of winter drove away the night.

  His eyes were warm and he said in a low voice: "Obey the verdict."

  Jiang's grandma rested in the hospital for a night and when she saw Jiang Ren the next day, the old lady almost burst into tears again.

  The old man held his hand, and his withered appearance made Jiang Nu embrace him.

  Xiao Lian said: "Director Jiang, even Grandma Zǔ cried in her sleep, I don't know what she dreamed about."

  Jiang Ren took over the handkerchief and wiped the old man's face clean, saying in a low voice, "It was the grandson who was wrong."

  Later, Meng Ting asked him, "What did you do before? Why was Jiang's grandma crying so sadly?"

  He didn't say a word, just smiled and tucked her hair behind her ear: "Spring is coming soon."

  She also burst out laughing.

  "Jiang Ren, I met you in high school, now we've grown up."

  He smiled and nodded, then fell silent.

  At the beginning of the second semester of his sophomore year, his leg gradually recovered. It was much better than before, but upon closer inspection, there was still something wrong with it. However, he slowed down his pace and was no different from a normal person.

  That time he found her, he ended up re-injuring his leg. Even if it healed, it would never be the same as before. However, the man's temperament was calm and steady,

  It can't be seen anymore.

  Wen Rui was imprisoned for kidnapping and inciting crimes a few years ago.

  With his personality, he probably can't last a year inside.

  Jiang Ren nursed his injuries, and Jiang Jixian occasionally helped out at Jiang Ren's company.

  It seems that as Wen Rui was punished by law, his obsession with Wen Man also slowly dissipated. He finally re-examined himself as a father and wondered what he had done for Jiang Ren in this life.

  It's really too little, Jiang Ren's illness and Jiang Ren's last nearly done thing, Jiang Jixian also has responsibility.

  Gao Yi was very happy, but Jiang Ren said, "Don't let him touch anything in the company."

  Jiang Ren lives proudly, he didn't lower his head when toasting cup after cup in Xiaogang City two winters ago. Now he won't accept Jiang Jixian's apology.

  His neglect made Jiang Jixian very uncomfortable.

  Jiang Jixian often came to his company to sit for a while. Jiang Ren was indifferent and cold. In the end, Jiang Jixian had no choice but to leave again.

  Jiang Jixian raised his eyes, and in this prosperous city, there were high-rise buildings everywhere.

  Countless predecessors and younger generations drifted and struggled in this city, but Jiang Ren stood firm. He had a place in B City, no matter who mentioned Jiang Ren, they would not say he was the son of Junyang Jiang Jixian, but said that he was the boss of Xiting.

  Later generations will be awe-inspiring.

  Jiang Ren's honor and pride have nothing to do with Jiang Jixian.

  Jiang Jixian gazed at the city, for the first time feeling that he had grown old. Old enough to yearn for love that no longer moved him, old enough to want to be close to his son, but only to discover that it was already too late.

  Jiang Jixian has also occasionally thought of Meng Ting recently.

  If Wen Man had a tenth of Meng Zong's kindness back then, perhaps today would be entirely different.

  Kai Chunjiang has already returned to the company.

  Meng Ting sat on his office desk and looked at him: "I said before, if you were cured... I would marry you."

  Jiang Ren said: "I'm only 21 years old." Can't get a certificate.

  She looked down on him and was so annoyed that she wanted to kick him. Meng Tingcai didn't believe that Jiang Ren had no way out.

  She's almost 30 years old, and the mature girl has shed that awkwardness from high school. Added a few more touches of charm that make people worry.

  She grew up to be very beautiful. Meng Ting sometimes looked in the mirror and thought that if she hadn't disfigured herself in her past life, she would have grown up to look like this now. When walking on the road, people turned their heads 100% of the time, carrying a whole world of brightness and joy.

  At first, Meng Ting would occasionally go and live with Jiang Ren in his small apartment.

  When Labour Day holiday arrived, Shu Yang wanted to go back home and asked Meng Ting if she wanted to go together.

  Tuesday and Wednesday are both off, Meng hasn't been home for a long time, missing Dad Shu.

  If she takes Monday off, she can go home with Shu Yang together.

  She told Jiang Ren about this matter, and Jiang Ren did not object either. He said, "Come back early."

  Meng Ting smiled and nodded, happily returning home.

  Jiang Ren left for H City even earlier than her.

  That day he was dressed very formally, Gao Yi asked him: "Director Jiang, are you nervous?"

  Jiang gave him a cold glance.

  Gao Yi said: "I was nervous when I first met my father-in-law, it's understandable."

  Shu Zhigong put down the spatula and opened the door, thinking it was his son or daughter who had returned. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a tall and large young man standing outside.

  Shu Zhitong: "I'm sorry"

  Jiang Ren handed over the gift in her hand: "Uncle Shu."

  Shu Zhitong said, "Don't be polite, my daughter and son haven't come back yet, are you going to come in and wait?"

  "I've come looking for you."

  "What's going on?"

  "Propose a marriage."

  Shu Zhiting almost choked on his own saliva.

  Jiang Ren stood upright and gave a standard military salute with the skills he learned at Military Academy: "I'm Jiang Ren, male, 21 years old, from City B. My grandfather was a marshal, my father is a businessman, I'm the founder of Xi Ting. I'll give up everything to spend a lifetime with your daughter."

  He put down his hand that was pressed against his temple and handed the file bag to Shu Zhitong with both hands. His assets, shares, and transfer book.

  Shu Zhitong flipped through it and was stunned by the sky-high "engagement gift".

  Jiang Ren is simply going to sell himself to his daughter, working for her for the rest of his life.

  Shu Zhiting was intimidated by the huge amount of property.

  "Cough cough, you're all still young"

  Jiang Ren silently looked at him, his aura more mature than a thirty-year-old man's.

  Shu Zhitong suddenly felt like he couldn't communicate anymore.

  Meng Ting came back at night, and Shu Zhitong's face looked strange.

  "Goodbye, Dad!"

  Shu Zhitong sighed and said, "Listen, you've grown up."

  Xu Yang also turned his face and smiled.

  The night before Meng Ting and others were about to return to B city for vacation, she received a text message from Jiang Ren asking her out.

  She didn't expect Jiang Ren to come too, and they happily went out together.

  "Listen" project faces the sea, is now the most magnificent building in H city, and also his business kingdom's first piece of land.

  The man walked slowly in the sunset with his bare feet and a girl on his back.

  The sunset had left only a last ray of light, stretching their shadows very long.

  The sea breeze blew over, making people drowsy. She opened her large eyes with difficulty: "Jiang Ren".

  "Huh?"

  She said softly: "I always feel that being with you for a lifetime is a very happy thing."

  Jiang Ren bit her tongue tip, suppressing the trembling feeling in her heart.

  He still wasn't used to hearing her say sweet nothings.

  He flipped her over.

  The girl on his back leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Do you know what kind of man you are in my eyes?"

  "Let's talk." His heart beats faster.

  She said: "I'll tell you a secret."

  His heart was stirred up and down by her words, almost losing its normal state.

  She whispered shyly: "I've only thrown a tantrum at you."

  Jiang Ren is the kind of man who makes you want to throw yourself at him and roll around in his arms when your hormones are raging.

  He lost his smile.

  She probably doesn't know, this sentence is the greatest affirmation for a man.

  The sun sets, night falls.

  He turned her around and said, "Look up."

  The moment before, Meng Ting was observing Jiang Ren's reaction and was stunned. She blankly raised her head: "What is this."

  The "Listening" project in the distance has all gone dark at this moment, and countless households will light up simultaneously in the next moment.

  Behind is the vast blue sea, in front are countless skyscrapers, those stars shining for them all over the world.

  It forms a dazzling "listen" character.

  He said gently: "It's the world I gave you."

  Watching over the sea and sky, in your hometown, leaving a legend for you, becoming your brave warrior, becoming your king.

  He had been working hard for so long.

  Fall in love once and for all.

  The lights in the building went out, and when the people returned to their normal lives, she was still stunned.

  Jiang Ren lightly pinched her soft cheek: "Hold out your hand."

  She obediently stretched out her hand to him.

  He took out the diamond ring and put it on her left hand's ring finger.

  Her cute appearance is indeed lovely.

  After a long while, she said with a racing heart: "Who proposes marriage by extending their hand?"

  However, under the moonlight of May, her youth was smiling unrestrainedly, just like when they first met.

  She suddenly realized a terrible fact that even now as a silver-haired youth who was just met for the first time, he could still make her heart move to an unbearable extent.

  He picked her up in his arms: "There isn't a girl silly enough to let someone take advantage of her just because they stretch out their hand."

  She let out a soft cry of surprise and wrapped her arms around his head, his short hair prickling at her palms. Her bright laughter echoed in his ear.

  Jiang Ren took her to an apartment in H city where he had lived for more than two years.

  He had swept the whole place clean and tidy. He still remembered Meng curled up on the sofa, cooking meals waiting for him to come back, a scene that would be an eternal beacon in his heart for many years.

  After washing up, Jiang Nian said, "I'll tell you a fairy tale to help you fall asleep, okay?"

  Her brown big eyes shone with moisture as she gazed at him, seemingly about to speak. Do you tell fairy tales?

  He chuckled and said, "Come on over."

  She walked over.

  Jiang Ren held her in his arms.

  She was in his arms, rubbing against him intimately, and Jiang Ren gave her a large, finely bound edition of Andersen's fairy tales.

  He said: "Once upon a time there was a wizard who fell in love with the princess of a neighboring country. But he was ugly and deformed, while the princess was extremely beautiful,"

  His fondness has been known by all citizens of the country, and people from all over the country are ridiculing the wizard for being arrogant.

  She let out a soft gasp and stared at him with wide eyes in surprise.

  The light in her eyes is simple and beautiful.

  Jiang Ren really knows how to tell fairy tales.

  He smiled and said: "The wizard did not want to give up. He had only one set of powerful magic spells. So he climbed the high mountain alone, fetched crystal shoes, walked through fierce fire, took seven-colored clothes, went to the sea to find gems, and made a ring for the princess."

  She was so moved by a story for the first time.

  Look up at him.

  "With crystal shoes, with beautiful clothes, and also with a ring, the king agreed, but the princess was unwilling to marry him."

  She angrily said: "What nonsense!"

  The man chuckled and said, "Is she willing?"

  She bit her lip and smiled, nodding vigorously.

  Jiang Ren said: "Sign the contract."

  He flipped to the last page of the fairy tale, where inside was the share transfer agreement she had refused to sign initially.

  He held the pen and grasped her small hand: "My baby is called Meng Ting, write your name." The man's voice was low and husky with a smile, "Meng Ting - two words, can you write it?"

  He raised his eyes and saw her shining with tears.

  Jiang Ren put down his pen and hurriedly coaxed her: "What's wrong?" He knew he was bad at telling stories. But the proposal had been successful, and these were just added embellishments.

  She rubbed her eyes: "Pity the wizard who trekked mountains and rivers."

  "No way, he's earned it." He smiled and said, "The princess is the most beautiful princess in the entire continent."

  He told her: "A man's love will change, and everything in this world will change. I want to become a fierce dragon, snatch all the best things in the world for you, so that even if one day I'm not by your side, no one will dare bully you."

  "Kō no jikan."

  "Huh?"

  "This world will change everything, but you won't." She looked at him quietly.

  He was stunned for a long time before breaking into a smile: "Yes, I won't change."

  "So there's no need for these." She said shyly, "I want to see the original Jiang Ren, can I?" At first, she didn't like him and didn't pay attention to him.

  Missed a lot of his youth, and there is no particularly vivid memory. He was forced to grow up, she also hopes he will be more unrestrained.

  He silently looked at her: "Really want to see?"

  Jiang Ren fell silent for a moment: "Don't regret it."

  "Want to know what I was originally going to do tonight?"

  Meng Ting said with a tilted head: "Propose."

  No, asking for Ni Ma's marriage.

  It's up to you.

  "I'm telling you fairy tales, is to tell you, I'm a good father."

  She opened her eyes wide.

  Meng Ting hadn't reacted yet, he flipped her over and made her lie on the sofa. He took off her clothes.

  The shoulder strap was torn off by him.

  Jiang Ren in those years was young and arrogant.

  She was completely stunned.

  The man started kissing her from behind, his kisses as light as feathers, but the action of holding her still was especially overbearing.

  This shameful act made her kick her legs twice, she was uncomfortable lying down, and he could do whatever he wanted.

  He laughed twice: "Don't move!"

  Let you feel enough.

  She blushed and urged: "I'll have psychological trauma, Jiang Ren! Jiang Ren!"

  "He said in a low voice: 'Remember everything.'"

  My love, my pain, my longing, my unfulfilled desires, my remaining life.

  The night is very long.

  At first she could still cry a little, but later on she simply wanted to scratch him.

  The scars on a man's back are the medals of his journey through the flames.

  A night of intoxicating pleasure.

  At dawn when the sun rises, he wraps his arms tightly around the girl who is sleeping uncomfortably in his embrace. Meng wakes up and feels like hitting him; she wants to let Jiang Ren, who is already young, live a more carefree life, not take advantage of her back and forth.

  He saw her almost cry.

  Because of the pain, her biological clock was early again, and she woke up very early.

  He was so excited that he didn't sleep all night.

  He kissed her bright eyes, kissed her soft cheeks, and kissed her cherry lips.

  Meng Ting's fingers intertwined with his, and suddenly she wanted to ask a question: "When did you start liking me?"

  Jiang Nian smiled and said, "I'll tell you this afternoon."

  In the afternoon, she had rested enough and her legs were weak, so he carried her out of the door.

  Jiang Ren brought her to the entrance of No. 7 Middle School and Vocational High School.

  She raised her eyes, with nostalgia in them.

  Students from No. 7 Middle School wearing school uniforms rushed into the classroom one by one as soon as they heard the bell ringing for class, while those from the neighboring vocational high school strolled in lazily and slowly.

  They were just like they used to be, her and Jiang Ren.

  Generations of students have come and gone, but the campus remains forever unchanged from its original appearance.

  Witnessing one generation after another of people's youth being tender and sweet.

  He carried the girl in his arms to the bus station.

  Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, she didn't know how many times she had waited for the bus home here.

  He was at the end of the alley, chewing gum impatiently, his chin resting on the head of a mountain bike, gazing at her.

  Want to take her home.

  At that time, the pagoda flowers were in bloom, and the white petals danced in the wind, falling on her hair. His heart skipped a beat as he watched. From when she was not pretty and ordinary to when she became the school beauty, every time he saw her, he fell in love with her once more. Now, where he is, is her home.

  Meng Ting stretched out her hand, and the pagoda flowers fell into her palm.

  She raised her eyes and looked at him.

  It's as if I've really seen the young man from years ago through the passage of time.

  The motorcycle's sound pierced through the wind.

  She took off her helmet.

  His silver hair and black earrings, a curved lip and an unruly smile, defied the light of the entire world.

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