After November, Meng Ting often had a dream.
This year she was in her second year of high school. Her eyes had just recovered, and she was voted the school beauty of No. 7 Middle School.
A few days ago, people were still talking about her playing the piano for Shu Lan, but these days, it had all been replaced by gossip about the “new school beauty.”
Meng Ting was waiting for the bus at the station, and everyone around her was secretly looking at her.
The sixteen-year-old girl, with bright eyes and delicate lips, was pure and moving, indescribably beautiful.
When Shu Lan ran over, her face twisted for a moment, but as she got closer to Meng Ting, she sweetly linked arms with her: “Sister, let’s go home together.”
Meng Ting didn’t know why, but influenced by that dream, she pulled her hand away.
Shu Lan was stunned: “Sister, what’s wrong?”
Meng Ting was also taken aback.
After her mother passed away, she had a good relationship with her stepsister. But that strange dream told her that this stepsister harbored ill intentions and had even caused her death before.
For a whole month, Meng Ting dreamed of a bizarre world.
In that world, she stayed far away from Shu Lan and instead lived a happy life. To the extent that, influenced by the dream, she subconsciously disliked seeing Shu Lan.
Their bus home was late, and before it arrived, all the other classmates had left.
Only she and Shu Lan were standing there. Shu Lan looked at her suspiciously, then after a while, her eyes lit up: “Ji… Jiang Ren.”
The silver-haired youth was sitting on a motorcycle.
He had a cigarette between his lips, with He Junming, whose car had broken down, riding on the back. Jiang Ren lazily looked up and immediately saw Meng Ting in her school uniform, also looking at him.
He silently removed the cigarette from his lips, tossing it away without bothering to extinguish it. He somewhat regretted accepting He Junming’s cigarette.
When he looked at Meng Ting, he unconsciously touched his right cheek.
Seeing this, Meng Ting bit her lip and glared at him fiercely.
The girl’s eyes were bright and lively, which made him smile instead.
Yesterday, he really couldn’t help himself and hugged her. Meng Ting’s body was soft and fragrant, but the next moment, his right cheek received a slap.
Jiang Ren let go of her and touched his right cheek. It was the first time someone had slapped him, and he looked at her with a somewhat fierce gaze.
Meng Ting was scared and ran away, not expecting to encounter him today.
He Junming whispered, “What luck, to meet her, tsk.”
Jiang Ren didn’t say anything. Seeing her sister beside her, he started the motorcycle and left.
After Jiang Ren left, the two sisters sat on the bus.
Shu Lan tentatively said in a cheerful tone, “Sister, that was Jiang Ren, the one I told you about, the person I like.”
Meng Ting’s expression was strange, and she didn’t speak for a while.
She should have advised Shu Lan that he wasn’t good, that he was frivolous and vulgar, and that she shouldn’t like him.
But in that magical dream, Jiang Ren had carried her on his back through the city streets under the moonlight, he had waited for her for a long time in the pear blossom town, he had rushed into a fire to save her, getting burned and lamed in the process.
They fell in love, got married, and even had two adorable children.
Jiang Ren doted on her excessively.
But could the person who doted on her so much in the dream be this man who had forcibly hugged her yesterday and whom she had slapped?
Did Jiang Ren really like her that much?
This made Meng Ting very doubtful. She felt he was just playing around.
Until she had that dream again that night.
Meng Ting’s pillow was wet with tears in the middle of the night, dreaming about Jiang Ren killing someone for her. The scene in the dream was very real.
Meng Ting’s curiosity reached its peak. Was it real or not?
Ever since that encounter while waiting for the bus, Jiang Ren hadn’t had a chance to talk to her.
He Junming and the others knew that Jiang Ren had been rejected while pursuing Meng Ting. A while ago, he had chased after her bus, but the beautiful girl had told him to stay away from her. Ten days ago, when Meng Ting’s class went to Wangu Mountain, Jiang Ren had also gone but ended up getting a face full of water in front of everyone.
At that time, Jiang Ren had confessed, and He Junming and the others had gone to cheer him on. Jiang Ren had a necklace box, and as soon as he finished his confession, she rejected him, saying she wouldn’t play such games with him. Jiang Ren had gotten angry too.
There were countless onlookers, and Jiang Ren had pulled her over, forcefully putting the necklace box in her hand.
As a result, the girl opened her water bottle and poured it over him.
The wet glucose water flowed down his stern jaw, his eyes cold and deep.
No one around dared to speak.
Meng Ting was also scared and very uneasy.
Jiang Ren had looked at her once, then left with his people.
And then, unknown to everyone else, he had impulsively hugged her two days ago. And got slapped.
She didn’t like him, Jiang Ren knew that.
She didn’t like anything he did, thinking him vulgar.
But not seeing her made him feel lost and sad.
Meng Ting got off the bus, still a bit away from her residential area.
He took off his helmet and walked behind her.
The cold wind whistled at the end of November. He wore black leather gloves, watching the frail figure of the girl in front of him, unaware of how soft his gaze was.
Meng Ting wasn’t stupid either, she turned around and saw him immediately.
Jiang Ren pursed his lips, figuring she probably thought he was a pervert again. His impression in her heart must be getting worse and worse, which made him feel very upset.
On the surface, he said nonchalantly, “It’s a public road, anyone can walk on it.”
Meng Ting looked at the youth who was very nervous but had an irritated expression, and remembered the person from her dreams.
The road here wasn’t well-maintained and couldn’t accommodate cars, so in the cold winter, he chose to ride a mountain motorcycle.
She hesitated for a moment, then walked towards him with her backpack.
“My sister likes you,” Meng Ting looked into his eyes.
His heart stung, leaving a mottled scar. Jiang Ren curved his lips playfully: “But I like you, what should we do?”
He had originally thought she would, like countless times before, find him frivolous and despicable.
But this time, she nervously and strangely raised her small hand and placed it on his chest.
The girl wore a pair of pink gloves.
His smile froze on his face, he didn’t move at all, allowing the place she touched to go crazy and out of control.
Above his heart.
Thump thump—
Thump thump thump—
Even through the thick gloves, she could feel that violent beating. Meng Ting withdrew her hand as if electrocuted, she was frightened, and then looked up at him.
Jiang Ren pursed his lips and turned his face away.
His ears turned red.
For a moment, neither of them spoke.
She was a bit timid, it was true…
The youth in front of her would become her boyfriend, her husband in the future… it was almost unthinkable.
She stammered, “I don’t like you you shouldn’t like me anymore.”
He turned his head, his eyes carrying a cold, fierce light: “If you don’t like me, why did you just touch me?”
“…”
Meng Ting: “I-I’m sorry.”
Jiang Ren laughed angrily, he gripped her chin, wanting to say harsh words, wanting to be unforgiving. But when he met those eyes that could soften anyone in the world, he again struggled to look away: “Tell me, what exactly do you want to do? Your sister likes me, you surely can’t be asking me to go comfort her, can you?”
Before she could speak, Jiang Ren gave her a warning look.
That look was very scary as if saying, if you dare say it, you’re finished.
Meng Ting didn’t have such thoughts, but at this moment, looking at this arrogant youth who was completely different from the one in her dreams. She suddenly wanted to know, did he like her?
Would he give up everything, have no principles, no temper, and completely compromise?
She carefully said, “What if that’s the case?”
“Say that again!” He nearly devoured her, but apart from his fierce expression and clenching his jaw in anger, he didn’t do anything to her.
She blinked her eyes, her heart beating a bit fast, and carefully patted the head of this extremely fierce man, just like in her dream.
He froze again, his face showing neither frivolity nor fierceness.
He seemed to have lost his temper in an instant, as if resigned, and grasped her wrist: “Can I not agree to this?”
Agree with everything.
Just don’t let me like someone else.
Her heart raced for a moment, the person in her dream and the one before her eyes almost overlapped.
That strong liking she had for him seemed to be reviving bit by bit. It was strange, but unexpectedly not unpleasant.
Instead, his embrace, his smile, felt like something she had missed for a very long time.
Meng Ting said, “Alright, I was just joking anyway.”
He looked at her.
If it were someone else being toyed with like this, they would have gotten angry long ago, but he didn’t. Instead, because of her unusual closeness, he began to feel some hope.
Her little face heated up, and she asked softly, “You rode your bike here, aren’t you cold?”
His heart raced: “Not cold.”
Meng Ting said, “Why don’t you… take the bus with me tomorrow?”
As soon as she finished speaking, she vaguely remembered that he had motion sickness.
Who would have thought that afraid she might change her mind, he immediately said, “Okay!”
Jiang Ren didn’t even dare to ask what this meant, nor did he dare to delve into what it implied.
She should have told him not to follow her, to stay away from her. He had gotten used to being rejected.
But the shy and confused girl in front of him seemed to dislike him a little less now.
Jiang Ren was distracted the next day.
“Want to play ball, Brother Ren?”
“No.”
“Then do you want to go play at Little Harbor City?”
As soon as the bell rang, Jiang Ren left without answering.
He was the first to arrive at the bus stop, but when he got there he became anxious again. After a whole night of thinking about it, would she have realized that his following behavior was too creepy and changed her mind about being with him today?
Or maybe she wouldn’t come at all?
(To be continued…)