She messed with me first

After she calmed down, she slowly accepted the reality and figured out the root cause of the incident - Meng Qing was the most pitiful one with such a mother.

While cruelly throwing her abroad to study design, she was also given the rigid condition of 'not being famous and not allowed to return to China'.

But she doesn't like design, well done, but she can bear it.

When she won the award at the age of 17, everyone thought that Meng Qingrang would go smoothly in the future and wait for fame, and kept telling her to "fight hard and work harder".

Who has seen her when she first entered the studio as an apprentice, because China has no status in the high-end market, and she was treated like a dog?Who has seen how many all-nighters she has endured and how many pictures she has drawn in order to justify her name?

They will only stand on the commanding heights, dictate to her failure, and don't pay attention to what a designer they don't like is like when they try their best to make it the best.

Even Mu An didn't know.

She only remembered that the first time she met Meng Qingrang was on the street at two o'clock in the morning.

She was 16 years old, holding a piece of dried hamburger in her hand, without water, and swallowed it hard.

Swallow it in and then vomit it out rationally, over and over again. In fact, I didn't really eat a few mouthfuls, and I had to clean up the spit on the ground after I was done.

At that time, Lian Mu'an was giving up on himself because his music was not appreciated by others. He was not a good person at all. Fights and robberies were common, but I had never seen Meng Qingrang like that. He was clearly in the mud. She was watching, and still talking to her with a smile, "Do you want to sit? I didn't spit on the chair."

With that one sentence, Lian Mu An seemed to see the kind of person he yearned for but would never be able to become—tenacious, self-denying, unwilling to admit defeat, not afraid of defeat, and would continue to move forward quietly even if the sky fell.

Lian Muan was jealous and wanted to protect her even more.

So they quickly became friends.

But at that time, Lian Mu'an was really not a good person, he could tell Meng Qing that the way to relieve stress was nothing more than smoking, dancing, disco, drinking, and things between men and women.

She also said that Meng Qing made that kind of person too tolerant, she would only be depressed, not bad, and in the end she would never touch it.

She could only take Meng Qingrang to drink for entertainment every day.

She thought it would be easy for Meng Qingrang to be paralyzed by alcohol, but later found that after the muddle-headed night was over, she would still accept all reality calmly.

Even after seeing it with her own eyes, even Mu An still couldn't imagine how strong a teenage girl needs to be to switch freely between madness and rationality.

At first, she thought that kind of calmness was a violation, but later she realized that it was closer to submissiveness.

For life, and for yourself, without exception.

Like the sight she'll never get back.

The traffic on the second floor of the fashion show was really small, and many people didn't even know what was on the second floor. Meng Qingrang ran to the entrance on the first floor to distribute leaflets.

They were either driven away by the organizers, or the leaflets were thrown away in person.

It doesn't matter, the big deal is to pick them up, greet them with a smile, and send them out again.

Standing for several hours, I would come back when I couldn't bear the hunger, and sat in the corner to eat cold food.

Looking up is the set wall of the booth next door.

Even Mu An will never forget the scene of Meng Qingrang sitting motionless, waiting for it to fall down.

To what extent do people have to be so tired that they don't even have the strength to stand up?

Probably, there is no choice for several years, and there is no end to silence.

Finally got angry today.

because of her.

No, not because of her.

It was because her answer might hurt the person in her heart.

But if she said 'don't like', how would she know what Hai Qiyun wanted to say next?

Lian Mu'an looked up at Meng Qingrang, who was still angry, and said calmly, "I like it."

Meng Qingrang was startled, "Lian Mu'an, what did you say?"

Lian Muan smiled calmly, "I like you."

"Hahaha, Auntie is right!" Hai Qiyun laughed heartily.

Lian Mu'an calmly passed Meng Qingrang who had lost his expression, looked at Hai Qiyun and said, "Auntie, why did you suddenly ask me such a question?"

"Not suddenly, when Auntie asked you to come back, she already made a decision." Hai Qiyun touched the still-clear scar on Lian Muan's wrist with distressed eyes. I won't feel at ease."

Lian Mu'an felt sick when she saw a cat crying and a mouse, and moved her wrist to withdraw her hand, "What's your decision?" She asked.

Hai Qiyun put away her hypocritical distress and got to the point, "Little Lian, you also know that as Rang Rang, no matter sooner or later, she must get married in order to stabilize her image in T&F and even the entire fashion circle, but Auntie Knowing her preferences, so Auntie found her a family with poor conditions, who would not care about her marriage partner, to put it bluntly, just pretending, what should happen in the future, or what. "

Hai Qiyun stopped talking here and looked at Lian Muan's expression, seeing nothing unusual before continuing, "But in the final analysis, once you get married, no matter if it's true or not, your behavior will still be restricted to a great extent. You can only hide when you are alone. Auntie knows that this will wrong that person, but how can homosexuality see itself, what do you think?"

Lian Muan smiled flawlessly, "I understand what you mean."

"It's good if you understand." Hai Qiyun picked up the contract that had been kept by her side, handed it to Lian Mu'an and said, "If you still like to give in, Auntie won't stop you. As compensation for wronging you , this is a small gift from Auntie."

Lian Muan took it and opened it.

Gee.

It is also the original stock of T&F, and it is also a queen musician, and it is really big.

Up to this moment, Lian Mu'an completely understood why Hai Qiyun had been so nice to her recently. He wanted to use her to appease Meng Qingrang and let her get married obediently.

So here comes the important point, where did Hai Qiyun get the confidence to think that she is so attractive to Meng Qingrang?Where did she get the confidence to be sure that she would be the mistress?

Even if...she was willing, Meng Qingrang would not agree.

Lian Mu'an leaned forward and put the contract on the table, "Auntie, go back a few hundred years, with your kindness, you are absolutely the lord of the six palaces, the mother of the world, the question is, isn't it already the 21st century? How do you say this calmly..."

Lian Mu'an smiled, and said with great interest: "No matter how bloody an ethical drama is, I dare not use such lines now."

Hai Qiyun heard the sarcasm in Lian Muan's words, and her smile turned cold instantly, "Xiao Lian, you know Auntie's attitude towards homosexuality. If the same thing, Auntie will only ask you this time."

"In the same way, I will answer this time too." Lian Mujian was tired and said blankly, "Meng Qingrang and I will only appreciate each other in our respective fields in this life. any other relationship."

After Lian Mu'an finished speaking, Hai Qiyun's expression instantly sank to the bottom.

Lian Muan turned a blind eye, looked up at Meng Qingrang, smiled calmly, "You admit that you are not worthy of a relationship, why do I like you? Meng Qingrang, my brain is not broken to this extent."

Meng Qingrang remained silent, and looked at Lian Muan silently, and saw nothing unusual in her eyes.

Hai Qiyun was sure that she was played by Lian Muan, and suppressed her anger and asked her, "Little Lian, do you think clearly?"

Lian Mu'an, "Thank you for your kindness, but it's a pity that my life is cheap and I don't have the blessings to enjoy it."

"Okay!" Hai Qiyun stood up, her sullen eyes fixed on Meng Qingrang, "Rangrang, what about you? Mom will ask you one last time, this marriage, do you want to make an appointment?"

Meng Qingrang's attitude was the same, "No order."

"It must be Qi Xi?"

"It must be her."

"Then mom will wait and see, and see how much better you will be in six years' time than you were in six years ago."

After Hai Qiyun finished speaking, she straightened her meticulous neckline and turned to leave with an inviolable nobility.

The living room was eerily quiet for a moment.

Meng Qing called out to Lian Muan, who was still sitting, to leave with her.

Soon, Meng Qingrang parked the car beside an abandoned bridge.

Lian Mu'an was inexplicably irritable. As soon as the car stopped, he immediately opened the door and got out, leaning against the bridge and lighting a cigarette.

When Meng Qingrang turned off the fire and came over, she said in a very bad tone: "Is your mother sick?!"

Meng Qingrang didn't answer, leaned against Lian Muan, and asked calmly, "Is there any more?"

Lian Mu'an was taken aback, and threw the cigarette case on Meng Qingrang with all his strength.

Meng Qingrang didn't have time to pick it up, and watched it fall to the ground.

If it was Lian Muan, whoever dared to shake face with her inexplicably, she would dare to stomp it to pieces in front of her face, while Meng Qingrang...

She bent down to pick it up without any displeasure, and rubbed the dirt on it with her fingers.

"It's like this again, it's like this again!" Lian Mu'an's voice became sharper, "Meng Qingrang, I'm not yours, you lose your temper at me when you're upset, who should you show me if you're so calm? !"

Meng Qingrang lowered his head and flicked a cigarette, "I'm not angry, why did I get angry? Thank you just now, and I didn't agree to my mother's ridiculous request." Meng Qingrang said with a smile.

Lian Muan was speechless for a moment.

She didn't agree, but if she didn't agree, it meant that Hai Qiyun and Meng Qingrang finally broke their faces.

She didn't want to agree, but she insisted on saying the words that almost made the two of them no longer even friends.

……

Soon, the bluish-white smoke slowly drifted out from Meng Qingrang's fingertips.

She didn't smoke, just took it.

Lian Mu'an suddenly remembered that she had promised Qi Xi to quit smoking, and her heart became even more agitated.

"Engagement, is this what you said you don't have time?" Lian Mu'an asked.

Meng Qingrang, "Well, after knowing that my mother has this plan, I have been making preparations, and it was almost there."

"It's a pity that I tore my face in advance." Lian Mu'an didn't want to pour cold water on Meng Qingrang, but this is an indisputable fact, "Meng Qingrang, what do you think? No matter what your mother does, you will never be separated from Qi Xi ?”

"Yes." Meng Qingrang without thinking.

"Is she that important to you?!" Lian Muan's tone was too impatient, he choked on smoke in his throat, bent over and coughed for a long time, after that, she didn't straighten up immediately, stared straight at the scar on her wrist, and lowered her head He asked her in a low voice, "Since you are so scared, why do you want to find someone of the same sex?"

Meng Qingrang smiled silently, and ripples appeared in his eyes immediately, like a layer of sunlight on the lake in winter, even if the bottom of the water is still cold, the surface has already warmed up, "It's not enough at first sight."

"Well, you said, three eyes." Lian Muan remembered, "What did you see with these three eyes?"

Meng Qingrang smiled, "What I have been experiencing for the past twenty years and what I want, but I have never had."

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