She messed with me first

Meng Zining and Lian Mu'an separated, and when they came to look for Meng Qingrang, Zhou Qi had already left. Before he left, he sent a WeChat message explaining his whereabouts: [Mom, sister asked me to go to Jinyuan to find my aunt, she cleaned up and changed for sister Qi Xi The clothes have to be brought to the hospital. 】

Now only Meng Qing made a single figure stand outside the ward, leaning against the wall, calmly looking through the glass at Qi Xi who was unconscious inside.

Meng Zining looked at it from afar, all kinds of emotions in his heart were not pleasant.

Although Lian Mu'an's words were only a few words, there were only a handful of things that he actually said in detail. The more this happened, the more difficult it was for Meng Zining to imagine how Meng Qingrang came here a few years ago.

These things should not have been undertaken by a little girl alone.

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Meng Zining breathed out weakly, walked up to Meng Qingrang, and asked her as calmly as possible, "Is this the girl you like?"

Meng Qingrang's mind was empty for too long, and it took her a while to realize that Meng Zining was talking to herself, she slowly turned her head to look at Meng Zining, her voice was dry and hoarse, "Gu, don't you agree? "

Meng Zining's heart felt like a sharp knife was plucking out, "Aunt agrees, don't you like her?"

Meng Zining thought that Meng Qingrang would deny it without thinking, but she just turned her head and looked at Qi Xi who was lying quietly on the hospital bed again, and said with difficulty, "Except for design, I have never been able to have my own since I was a child." What I like. At first, I thought it was unfair. I quarreled, skipped classes, and ran away from home because I didn’t want to learn those things. Later, I got used to it and felt like that. I didn’t like something greedily, but instead It's a little easier. She's the first."

"Rang Rang..." Meng Zining felt extremely guilty, "Our family is sorry for you."

Meng Qingrang didn't seem to hear Meng Zining's voice, she focused on Qi Xi and smiled at her, "I'm willing to give her everything I can, and I want to look after her even more."

"But I want to see her well, so I can't keep her by my side greedily." One sentence drained the remaining strength in Meng Qingrang's body. She couldn't control her body from sliding down, and she was afraid that Qi Xi would see her. As if he didn't live up to expectations, he could only ask Meng Zining cautiously, "Gu, can I rely on you?"

Meng Zining was so uncomfortable that he couldn't speak, so he nodded several times and turned back to her.

Meng Qingrang said 'thank you' and slowly leaned over.

It was so light that Meng Zining could hardly feel the weight.

This is Meng Qingrang's estrangement that has been etched into his subconscious after walking alone for many years.

Meng Zining broke down emotionally, "It's my aunt's fault, it's all my aunt's fault! My aunt should have brought you here to take care of you after your father left, instead of just giving you a place to live and leaving you alone with your mother. You suffer so much here! Rang Rang, you can blame Auntie all you want, but don’t embarrass yourself, okay?"

Meng Qingrang shook her head slowly, she didn't blame Meng Zining, she just wanted to know, "If he knew that he would turn my life upside down if he left, would he still leave?"

Mencius stayed still.

she does not know.

Twenty-seven years ago, her brother, Meng Qingrang's father, Meng Qiguang, finally had Meng Qingrang in the fifth year of their marriage with Hai Qiyun.

When everyone was happy for this hard-won little life, Meng Qiguang left behind a divorce agreement and a secret that had been buried for many years, and suddenly disappeared—he said that his world could only accommodate design, nothing more A little thing, he will go crazy, get angry, and lose inspiration.He said that he couldn't continue to love Hai Qiyun and anyone else.

Especially the sonorous cry of the child frightened him.

He felt that his mind suddenly became empty, and he could no longer create satisfactory works.

Without creation, his world is dead.

Therefore, he chose to escape without hesitation, looking for an absolutely pure and quiet place to continue his obsession with design, hoping to become famous all over the world and stand on the top one day.

Some people say that the highest state of pursuing art is to be crazy about it, and Meng Qiguang is not wrong.

What about Meng Qingrang?What about Hai Qiyun?

His departure killed Hai Qiyun, who was originally strong but rational, and forced Meng Qingrang to bear Hai Qiyun's resentment from birth—she wanted to personally train Meng Qingrang, who could make Meng Qiguang fearful, into the best It is absolutely impossible for Meng Qiguang to stand on the top of his expectations in his lifetime.

This is Hai Qiyun's anger, it's Meng Qiguang's fault, what happened to Guan Mengqing?

Obviously, design is the thing she should avoid the most, but it has become the sharp knife that Hai Qiyun uses to stab Meng Qiguang.

"Rang Rang, don't think about him, since you haven't seen him, then pretend you don't know him." Meng Zining said distressedly.

Meng Qingrang smiled softly, "I don't want him, I don't know what he looks like at all, my mother tore up the photos at home and threw them away. I just feel tired and can't figure out what's wrong with me. If he knows that leaving will turn my life upside down, but he will leave without hesitation, then I can't find a reason to stay by my mother's side for him. Girl, I can't hold it anymore. "

At the end of Meng Qingrang's speech, his voice was so low that it was difficult to distinguish, but it still pierced Meng Zining's heart, "Rang Rang, you are not wrong."

"Then why do you keep pushing me?" Meng Qingrang straightened her body, hunched over her shoulders, slid down the wall with no strength, wrapped her arms around herself and lay on her knees, and asked her aggrievedly, "Like someone alone?" Why is it so difficult?"

Mencius Ning stood beside him at a loss.

She watched Meng Qingrang grow up, no matter how hard it was, she never saw her shed a single tear, but now she cried because of a girl.

At this moment, Meng Zining suddenly realized that she was not much older than Zhou Qi, and it was only because she was used to silence that they all mistakenly thought that she had already passed the age when people should be distressed.

Meng Zining had a sore throat, "Rang Rang, it's not good for you to like someone, why do you have to like a girl?"

"Because she is good." Meng Qingrang's voice was muffled in his throat, wet, but he could still hear traces of a smile when he mentioned Qi Xi, "Because she has everything I want."

"Then you forgot your mother's attitude towards homosexuality?"

"I haven't forgotten." Meng Qingrang lay on his knees, looking at the light coming in from under his arms through his blurred vision.

When Meng Qiguang was an apprentice, his master was a man who was also a 'crazy' man. He made Meng Qiguang 'crazy' too.

He said that the release of the body can inspire inspiration, and the extreme desire can give rise to unparalleled creativity.

And it must be of the same sex.

Only with the same sex, desires can be figured out, and ideas can be the same.

Meng Qiguang is obsessed with design and regards his words as the truth.

Every time they couldn't find inspiration, they locked themselves in the studio and worked on AI day and night.

This state did not change until Meng Qiguang and Hai Qiyun got married.

In front of people, Meng Qiguang loved and cared for Hai Qiyun in every possible way. Once he was in trouble, he would return to that disgusting smelly room and do the dirtiest thing with another man.

He never thought it was a betrayal of feelings, but was dedicating himself to art.

In Meng Qiguang's world, he may not be wrong, but as a bystander, as the wife of Meng Qiguang's matchmaker, Hai Qiyun's three views, her pride, and her dignity were all torn to pieces.

In front of all the insiders, it was broken into pieces.

She couldn't imagine that there was another man in her five-year marriage.

She cursed and resented hysterically, and vowed that she would never allow the same thing to happen again, but Meng Qingrang, the daughter she raised with her own hands, brought that 'ugliness' to her again.

She started to lose control.

"Rang Rang, how can aunt help you?" Meng Zining couldn't think of a way to get the best of both worlds.

Their family is sorry for Hai Qiyun first, and Meng Qing for the innocent, and there is only one person who can resolve all resentments left and right.

Without him, this problem becomes unsolvable.

Meng Qingrang knew the result, and had already made a choice just now.

She looked up at Qi Xi who was on the other side of the glass, her eyes were surprisingly red, "I asked Xi Xi, and she said it's okay to be alone. She will get better and better in the future, as long as there is no me, she will get better and better."

As for myself, I don't know how many years it will take to turn the grievances and grievances with others into friendship.

Maybe a few years, maybe a lifetime of hard work and still fail.

Without a deadline, Qi Xi cannot be left with hope.

In fact, she couldn't bear Qi Xi's compliment.

The character she has developed since she was a child is submissive, weak and incompetent.

She's not great at all.

"Gu." Meng Qingrang unlocked Qi Xi's phone in his pocket, handed it to Meng Zining, and said, "Can you call Xi Xi's father for me? I dare not."

Meng Qingrang's cautious expression pierced Meng Zining's heart, she took the phone, ran aside in embarrassment to call Qi Yongzhi, and told him about Qi Xi's injury.

Meng Qingrang squatted still, quietly looking at Qi Xi in the ward.

Her love started with great fanfare, but finally ended hastily.

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Not long after, Meng Zining came back, returned the phone to Meng Qingrang, and said, "The ticket for coming today is gone, I asked your uncle to pick it up over there."

Meng Qingrang reached out to catch it and said with a smile, "Thank you."

That smile was so eye-catching, Meng Zining couldn't bear to look at it, he tilted his head and covered his mouth, trying to find a place where no one was around to calm down.

Before he had time to leave, Meng Qingrang stood up with the help of the wall, his voice weak, "Gun, please help me stay with Xixi for a while, I will go home and help her get a change of clothes."

Meng Qingrang walked very slowly.

She tried very hard to straighten her body and walk decently, but in the end she just hunched her shoulders, unable to exert any extra strength.

Mencius Ning's heart felt like a knife was twisted, he suppressed his tears, and reminded Meng Qingrang, "You have asked Xiao Qi to get it."

Meng Qing stopped his slow movements like a late old man, and after a long time, he replied in a low voice, "Then I'll go and see Xixi's best friend, she's upstairs, and the time to feed her water has passed."

Meng Zining averted his eyes, clenched his teeth, and couldn't say a single extra word.

At the corner, Zhou Qi took his things and ran towards this side in big strides.

Seeing Meng Qingrang, Zhou Qi called her, "Sister."

Immediately afterwards there was another cry, "Sister!!!" Compared to the anxiety just now, this time there was only worry wrapped tightly in fear.

Mencius turned his head in panic.

Not far away, Meng Qingrang was leaning on the wall, bending very low.

In the next second, his figure swayed, and finally stretched to the limit and passed out on the ground.

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