Bizarre Love

Chapter 25 Onset (1)

He Junming was confused: Didn't Shulan give it to me?

Shu Lan didn't care about anything else, she grabbed Meng Ting's arm, and at this moment she knew she would give in: It's all my fault, can you come here with me?

Meng Ting only came to ask for his own things back, not to spoil the situation. She and Shu Lan walked to the corner of the room under the eyes of everyone exploring.

A beautiful music box was spinning on the counter next to it.

The soft music was playing, and Meng Ting's eyes fell on Shu Lan, feeling a little dazed.

This beautiful dress was something she didn't have the courage to touch in her previous life. She didn't wear it until the day she died.

Shulan doesn't have enough temperament, and she can't wear that kind of beauty that blooms every step of the way.

The skirt is gorgeous and light, and it could have been used as a dancing skirt.

Shu Lan gritted her teeth: Sister, I know you are the best. Just lend me to wear it for one night, and I will return it to you tomorrow. That gold medal... I gave it to someone, so I am embarrassed to return it. Do you want me to be taken back? Do people look down on it?

Another reason.

Just like playing the piano at the beginning.

Facing Shu Lan, Meng Ting no longer had that soft and loving emotion from his heart. She looked directly into Shu Lan's eyes, and told her in a stern tone for the first time: This is the last time you touch my things. Return the skirt to me immediately, and ask for the gold medal. You don't want them to know what you are doing. No, even the piano was fake, and they stole my things.

The word steal made Shu Lan almost jump, and her eyes widened in disbelief: We are sisters, how could you use the word steal! You make me feel so sad.

sisters……

For a moment, Meng Ting wanted to slap him hard. She used to cherish these two words very much, but in order to save Shu Lan's disfigurement, Shu Lan let her die on the landslide.

Meng Ting closed his eyes, opened them again and said calmly: Not sisters, I will never be in this life. Either give me the things, or I will go over and explain clearly.

Shu Lan saw that she refused to accept her will, and finally knew that Meng Ting was serious. But two months ago, Meng Ting wanted to give him any good things, how could he treat her more indifferently than strangers now?

Of course she couldn't let Jiang Ren and the others know the truth, piano music, dances, skirts, these all belonged to Meng Ting.

She said angrily: I'll just give it back to you, don't regret it, I will never recognize you as a sister again.

Meng Ting didn't speak, just looked at her quietly, which made Shu Lan feel a little guilty.

Shu Lan ran into the bathroom outside, and after a while she changed her clothes and trousers and came out. When throwing the skirt into Meng Ting's hands, Meng Ting hugged it lovingly.

Shu Lan couldn't help stabbing: You are so filial, your mother died in front of you because of this, you don't want to dance again, do you? Meng Ting's beauty is a crime.

These words made Meng Ting's fingers tremble.

She tightened her fingers holding the skirt, and she was rarely angry: It's better to take care of yourself.

She was the first to walk out with that skirt in her arms. When He Junming saw her, he waved excitedly: Meng Ting, come here.

Jiang Ren also came back, sat on the single sofa over there, and looked up at her. Glancing at the skirt in her hand, she couldn't help but bend her lips: Your things?

That dress is very nice.

When Shu Lan came, because it attracted almost everyone's attention.

Every time Jiang Ren saw Meng Ting, she was almost always carrying a heavy schoolbag and wearing a school uniform quietly. Like a well-behaved elementary school student coming home from school.

This thing turned out to be hers?

Meng Ting's heart skipped a beat.

She was angry just now, and almost forgot that Jiang Ren was still here.

She shook her head: No. Then she added in a low voice, I borrowed it, it's time to return it.

As soon as this remark came out, Shu Lan in the back was relieved, but also felt her face was hot.

The girls just covered their mouths and smiled: Ah, someone said something just now. The unique high-end, so I borrowed it~

I can't see myself clearly, I really think how powerful it is.

Shu Lan clenched her fists tightly.

Meng Ting also heard it. If it was before, she might love her sister more.

But now, she can only say that Shu Lan has suffered the consequences.

Jiang Ren leaned on the sofa: What about this one?

In his hand, it was like that little gold medal. Your? Otherwise, why give it back to you.

Shu Lan was afraid that Meng Ting would admit it, so she hurriedly said, Jiang Ren, it's mine, can you give it to me?

Jiang Ren lazily said: Go away, it's mine in my hands.

He didn't look at Shu Lan, but instead looked at Meng Ting: You can also play a game if you want, good student.

Meng Ting thought about that photo, it must be brought back. She was a little afraid of him: What game?

He casually picked up a pair of dice from the black coffee table, threw one into the dice cup, and said, Guess the size, 123 is small, 456 is big. If you guess right, I'll leave it to you. If you lose... He laughed a little naughty , Buy me breakfast for a week, bet you or not.

He Junming felt like shit, other things are fine, brother Ninja is too shameless.

That dice, Jiang Ren wanted to roll as many as possible.

There is no doubt that Meng Ting will lose.

Fang Tan also held back his laughter, waiting to see the joke.

Meng Ting's thinking is different from theirs. If you don't gamble, you will never get it back for the rest of your life. A dice is six, guess the size. The outcome is fifty-five points. This kind of thing depends on luck, anyway, there is a certain probability.

Her tone was soft and soft, with some hesitation: Little.

Jiang Ren shook casually, the corners of his lips curled.

He didn't look at it, but he also knew that there was a 6 in it.

She hugged a skirt and looked at his palm seriously and nervously.

The top of her head is orange and warm yellow, which makes her hair so soft. It was the first time she had focused her gaze on him so intently.

Jiang Ren stopped.

Is this thing important to her? He obviously hated him, but he was still willing to make such a deal.

Meng Ting.

Huh? Her gaze turned to his face, her nasal voice was raised with a hint of obedience.

Come and uncover it yourself.

She was a little nervous, her jade white hand rested on the dice cup. Jiang Ren felt the temperature she approached at that moment, the warm fragrance of November, a temperature that burned everything.

The moment the dice cup was uncovered.

She couldn't help opening her eyes wide, and then looked at him happily: You lost.

He smiled lowly: Well, I lost.

It was the first time he saw her smile, although he could only see the upturned corners of her lips, but there was a sweet taste in his heart, so fucking pure.

On white dice, a bright red 1 is on top.

Jiang Ren gave her the small gold medal.