Abduct a beautiful woman to be a wife

Lin Moran likes the feeling of staying with Qin Jiajia. Her innocence is like a spotless clear spring, which washes over Lin Moran's heart full of worries, and removes all the dirt, making her feel peaceful and peaceful.

After chasing after Xia Yuxin for so long and making so much trouble, Lin Moran was also tired.

If Zhang Menglei is a passionate fire, Qin Jiajia is a pool of shallow spring water; the fire can bring excitement and enthusiasm for a while, but in the end it will make people physically and mentally exhausted, except for the ashes that disperse when the wind blows, what else? Neither was left behind; and although Qingquan is plain, it can soothe the tiredness in the heart, make people feel peaceful, and accumulate strength to face the wind and rain in the future.

As for Xia Yuxin, Lin Moran felt that she was like a deep lake with misty waves on the surface, warm and pleasant, but Lin Moran still couldn't figure out what was going on in her heart, she obviously didn't like it, why was she always so kind to herself?If she likes it, why does she always push herself away when she tries to get closer?

Perhaps time is really a panacea, which can heal those wounds that were thought to never heal in a lifetime.Now that Lin Moran calmed down slowly, she no longer blamed Xia Yuxin for rejecting her, but she still felt angry that Xia Yuxin would choose a scum like Wang Junhong.

Only when painting can Lin Moran devote himself wholeheartedly to the painting and temporarily forget the troubles brought by Xia Yuxin.

Due to the frequent painting together recently, Lin Moran and Qin Jiajia quickly became acquainted, and developed from an ordinary classmate relationship to a good friend.Lin Moran continued to teach Qin Jiajia how to draw, and Qin Jiajia helped her with the lessons that she missed before. Perhaps because of Xu Chen's influence, now Lin Moran seldom goes out to have fun, and has not skipped a class this semester.

During the period, Zhang Menglei came to see Lin Moran several times. She wanted to pull Lin Moran to the bar but was rejected. She was probably angry. She didn't come to Lin Moran again in the past week. Later, Lin Moran made two calls and she didn't answer. Let her go.

Lin Moran is very serious when drawing. Sometimes Qin Jiajia finishes drawing simple things first, and then turns her head to watch Lin Moran's painting. Her eyes fall on her drawing board, watching the simple white paper create pictures under the weaving of lines. Wonderful painting with a look of wonder in the eyes.

Sometimes Qin Jiajia's gaze would be quietly turned to Lin Moran's beautiful face. Looking at her bushy eyebrows, handsome nose, sharp side profile, and serious expression, Qin Jiajia's face would turn red unconsciously.

One day, when Lin Moran and Qin Jiajia made an appointment to continue teaching her to paint on the rooftop, she not only came late, but also seemed preoccupied, which was quite different from the optimistic and cheerful girl Lin Moran usually saw.

Lin Moran asked strangely: "What's wrong with you? You're depressed, did something happen at home?"

Qin Jiajia shook her head and said nothing.

Lin Moran asked again: "Is someone still bullying you? Tell me, I'll stand up for you!"

Qin Jiajia shook her head again, glanced at Lin Moran cautiously, and asked softly, "Lin Moran, are you with that girl named Zhang Menglei?"

Lin Moran didn't know what she meant by asking, but she didn't intend to hide it, so she nodded and admitted.

Qin Jiajia said hesitantly: "But, I saw her today...she was walking with a boy, they looked very intimate..."

After finishing speaking, Qin Jiajia sneaked a glance at Lin Moran, and found that she was not as furious as expected, but very calm. Could it be a harbinger of a storm coming?

In fact, Lin Moran was also very strange. It stands to reason that she should be very angry, but she was not. Instead, she felt relieved, as if this was the result she had expected and been waiting for.

Seeing that Lin Moran didn't speak, Qin Jiajia thought she didn't believe her, so she quickly raised three fingers and said seriously: "What I said is true, I saw it with my own eyes."

Lin Moran smiled faintly, and took Qin Jiajia's hand off, "I didn't say I didn't believe you, okay, let's continue to draw."

Qin Jiajia stared at Lin Moran in confusion and said, "Are... are you really okay?"

Lin Moran also turned his head to stare at her, "Do you think something is wrong with me?"

Qin Jiajia blushed and turned her head away hastily.

Halfway through the painting, Lin Moran realized that she forgot to bring a water glass, and her mouth was very dry. She asked Qin Jiajia to continue painting, and she went to the campus supermarket downstairs to buy two bottles of mineral water.

There is a wide lawn next to the campus supermarket, interspersed with several gravel roads, and there is a stone bench every other section of the road, which is the favorite place for young lovers in the school.

Lin Moran also imagined that one day she would hold Xia Yuxin's hand and walk along the gravel road, and the brilliance of the setting sun would shine on her long black hair, giving off a soft light, which would make one's heart skip a beat; etc. Tired from walking, they snuggled up on the stone benches beside the road to rest, watching the people coming and going, enjoying the happiness that only belonged to them.

Lin Moran has seen a similar scene now, but the difference is that it is not evening yet, and there is no afterglow of the setting sun. The protagonists in the picture are not her and Xia Yuxin, but Zhang Menglei and an unknown boy.

Lin Moran paused, quietly looking at the two people who were leaning against each other not far away, without any expression on his face.

Perhaps Lin Moran's gaze was too obvious, Zhang Menglei seemed to have sensed something, she suddenly turned her head, and saw Lin Moran standing not far away at a glance, a flash of panic subconsciously flashed in her eyes, then she seemed to think of something, and she calmed down again down.

The boy next to Zhang Menglei suddenly moved towards her, as if he wanted to kiss her, but she turned her head slightly to avoid it, and then she said something, and the boy strode away with an unhappy expression.

At this time, Zhang Menglei walked slowly towards Lin Moran.

She asked lightly, "Have you seen it all?"

Lin Moran replied quietly: "Yes."

Zhang Menglei was silent for a long time, then suddenly cried out with a crying sound: "Lin Moran, I hate you!"

Lin Moran was in a daze. Who said to her in the corner of the dimly lit playground, Lin Moran, I like you; but now she said, Lin Moran, I hate you.

Between love and hate, without love, where does the hate come from?And will I do the same to Xia Yuxin?

Zhang Menglei said sarcastically: "Look at you, you didn't react at all when you saw me sitting with other boys. I would rather you rush up to scold me and beat me than see you so calm. At least that It can also show that you cared about me, even if it was just a little bit, but what about the reality?"

Lin Moran listened quietly, she knew that most of the responsibility for today's ending lay with herself.Zhang Menglei is the kind of person who pursues excitement and novelty, and is unwilling to settle down. Maybe they will eventually separate, but it will be a long time later.

Lin Moran knew that it was her indifference and indifference that pushed Zhang Menglei away in advance, and she felt ashamed, so she had no reason or qualification to blame Zhang Menglei.

Zhang Menglei said with a wry smile: "I know you don't love me, I even forced you to say that I like you back then. Maybe you also think that I live a rough life like others, right? Oh, actually, I know what those boys think Mine, they all said in private that I am a bus and can get on and off at will, right?"

Lin Moran frowned slightly, and suddenly felt sorry for such Zhang Menglei, "Don't say that, I never meant to look down on you."

Lin Moran took a step forward, wanting to hug Zhang Menglei's shoulders to comfort her as before, but she took a step back to avoid it, her eyes stubborn and said: "No, listen to me! I know many boys look down on me, but when they chase me I am still willing to accept it, because at least during that time, they only have me in their hearts. But what about you? Oh, I am so stupid, thinking that deliberately finding a boy can stimulate you, but the truth? From beginning to end In the end, all you think about is others! Even if you are with me in name, but I have never entered your heart. Lin Moran, sometimes I really want to take a knife and cut your heart open. See if the inside is made of stone, why can't I get in no matter how hard I try?"

Lin Moran was silent, she suddenly understood Zhang Menglei very well at this moment, and sympathized with Zhang Menglei and herself, because she herself had the same crazy thoughts and questions—is Xia Yuxin's heart made of stone?Why did Xia Yuxin refuse to accept her when she worked so hard?

But now, from another angle, Lin Moran found that he could only remain silent.

Zhang Menglei suddenly threw herself into her arms, buried her head on her shoulder, hugged her tightly, and tears fell down countless times.

After a while, Zhang Menglei's muffled voice sounded, "Lin Moran, let's break up."

Lin Moran sighed inaudibly, "Okay."

After a while, Zhang Menglei slowly left Lin Moran's arms, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, suddenly changed her tone, stared at Lin Moran and said fiercely: "Remember, from now on, wherever I am, you will Don't show up, even if you show up, don't talk to me, because even if you talk to me, I won't talk to you! Understand?"

Lin Moran looked at this beautiful but domineering girl, and said with a wry smile: "Is it necessary to be so exaggerated? After all, we got to know each other once, do you want me to stay out of contact forever?"

Zhang Menglei raised her head and said proudly: "Of course it is necessary! I don't believe in any nonsense that couples can still be friends after breaking up. Now I don't love you anymore, I hate you, so it is necessary!"

Sometimes, isn't hate just another form of love?

Lin Moran smiled slightly, looking at this girl with a high head quietly, this is indeed the straightforward Zhang Menglei she knew - she has her pride and self-esteem, no matter what others think of her, she is practicing With that sentence that everyone is shouting but few people can do: go your own way, let others say it!

In Lin Moran's heart, he still treats her as a good friend.

The author has something to say: Emma, ​​there are more than 1 words in total, I am exhausted... But I would like to thank the friends who bought it here, I hope you can enjoy reading it.

In fact, the author has never thought about letting Lin Moran and Zhang Menglei have a real relationship.But I was surprised to see that the meanings of everyone's comments below are surprisingly consistent. Could it be that I have over hinted somewhere?

If it is not necessary, the author does not want to write the girl too badly, so I personally think that Zhang Menglei like this will not be very annoying, she just dares to love and hate.

Finally... my head is so dizzy, I can't think of what to say, let's talk about it tomorrow.