To my dear Mr. Meng

Alright, I've added another bloody touch to my list of "big things to do in life": get Meng Qiansheng a girlfriend.

You should really pay yourself some IQ tax.

Zhan Xinlei sighed regretfully, but her tone was excited: "Who is it?"

I bite the bullet and deal with it: "This can't be said."

Zhan Xinlei let out an "oh" and thought for a while: "Guan Ting?"

"No. You don't know."

She seemed to be more interested: "From another school?"

I didn't say a word, Zhan Xinlei took it as my acquiescence, and although she didn't ask any more questions, her face showed the satisfaction after getting the first-hand gossip, and she hummed happily.I don't even know what to say to her: "Your friend is gone, why are you so happy?"

Zhan Xinlei gave me a sideways glance indifferently, just smiled and didn't speak, but her expression was clearly saying: Who knows~ maybe someday they will break up!

woman!

My family is about to move out again, and we will not be able to go home with Mr. Meng in the future. It is said that we should cherish the time we spend together in the last few days, but every time after school, Mr. Meng is still packing his schoolbag, and Zhao Tianlu sneaks out Came in through the back door and abducted people. I couldn't even touch a hair.

Zhao Tianlu persevered in giving his mother the wind for more than two months, and finally made her mother happy, and bought a brand new bicycle for her.This made Zhao Tianlu so pissed off that she turned her tail so high that she could overturn the Nantian Gate, and asked us from classroom to classroom every day who wanted to take his car home.

Zeng Yang flipped the hem of his T-shirt, and fanned him while being a dog-headed military adviser. His belly was dazzled: "Why don't you get the hang of it? Didn't you like that girl a lot before? She's in Class [-], Class [-] or Class [-] of high school. Don't hurry up." This opportunity to be courteous? Think about it, Miss Ren sits behind you with a schoolbag on her back, and you two are the only ones on the road, so you can’t say anything you want to say. Let’s have a small slope, right? Oh—romantic!”

Zhao Tianlu peeled the edamame so completely that she forgot herself, and her expression was so solemn and inviolable: "My back seat is all for my buddies, and all the little girls have to stand aside. This car is my heart, and outsiders want to touch it. ——It’s like this bean!” A thick slap slapped the table, crushing the edamame with pods and beans, and the salt water trapped in the pods spewed out like an arrow from a string, and shot at the opposite side impartially On Zeng Yang's forehead.

Immediately, I sank into my dantian, clapped my hands and said hello.

Zhao Tianlu clasped her fist at me: "Accept!"

So for the past few days, Mr. Meng has been enjoying the treatment of the lover of his dreams on campus, and Zhao Tianlu drove him home. I, a lonely and abandoned family, had to catch the bus by myself.To make matters worse, Guan Ting accidentally discovered that I was alone, and this girl snapped me up and took me to one stop to catch another bus with her.

If it is said that Mr. Meng’s attitude towards me was only lukewarm a few days ago, in the past two days, the pigs and dogs were frozen to death. Not only did Guan Ting find out that something was wrong, but even Tang Yucai took advantage of the gap between going to the toilet. He leaned into my ear and asked, "What's the matter with you and Lao Meng?"

I said, "His uncle is not finished yet."

Tang Yucai admired me very much: "You even figured this out?"

"..."

Damn, the math teacher was right, he should eat more walnuts to nourish his brain.

The basketball league is a good time for our school this time. Meeting the gods and killing the gods, meeting the Buddha and killing the Buddha, advancing all the way to the semi-finals, making Xu Miao walk so happy that he shook his collar, and took the school team to the basketball court to squat every day. "Keep the handicap".

I'm not in the mood to care about the game anymore.Time flew by like a bird, but the bird left shit behind, and the knot between me and Mr. Meng showed no signs of loosening.

I was puzzled, how did I provoke this ancestor?

I reflect on myself three times a day. Recently, I have been serving him with all my heart, and I almost tied myself to him. It is absolutely impossible that I offended him first.

Can't see through, can't see through.

"Look at Meng Qiansheng's attention."

These words really fell from the top of my head like a bolt from the blue. I was so frightened that I turned my head abruptly, and the Guan Dian mother who had hit me was licking the doll's head: "Why are you in a daze? Why don't you go play with them?" ?”

The physical education class had just ended, and the girls hid in the shade in twos and threes to enjoy the cool air. A few sat on the edge of the basketball court to watch Xu Miao and Mr. Meng play.

My tooth hurts when I hear this: "You don't want to open any pot and carry it."

"Oh, yes, yes, I forgot that you two had a fight." Guan Ting bit the baby's face and sat next to me, "Haven't you reconciled yet? It seems that you boys also hold grudges."

I snorted coldly: "Look, he ignored me."

As soon as the words were finished, Mr. Meng seemed to have stopped playing, and walked over here.His school uniform was placed next to Guan Ting, and Guan Ting greeted him with a smile, he nodded, picked up the school uniform, and smiled lightly: "I'm going first."

As soon as the person left, Guan Ting turned his head and came to a conclusion: "Well, I'm still angry."

I despise her for her hindsight.

"Don't you two always wear a pair of pants?" Guan Ting was puzzled, "Could it be that you stole his girlfriend?"

"Go, go, where is your girlfriend?"

"Then what are you two for?"

I also don't know why I was kicked to sit on the cold bench all of a sudden.Guan Ting shook his head and said with emotion: "A man's heart is like a sea needle."

Master Guan volunteered to offer advice, and threatened to save me from the fire and water. Originally, I couldn't face it, but Guan Ting's words made me feel alarmed.

"Hey, it's also possible that Mr. Meng didn't tell you about his girlfriend. You see, when Xu Miao and Feng Yanling were together, they didn't play ball or eat together. Zeng Yang also quarreled with him. frame?"

Guan Ting has a big crow's mouth.

I stood outside the bicycle shed and waited, only regretting that I didn't cover her mouth in time.

Mr. Meng and Zhao Tianlu came out of the carport, and I rushed up to block Zhao Tianlu's precious mount.There was no light outside the carport, and it was pitch black. Zhao Tianlu, an imposing eight-foot man, turned into a delicate flower in fright, and shrunk her neck and squeezed her hands into Mr. Meng's arms.

"Fuck! He Yujun, you're going to scare me to death!"

Fortunately, it's dark here, so I can cover up my embarrassment a bit: "I have something to do with Meng Qiansheng, so you can go first."

Zhao Tianlu asked: "What can I not listen to?"

I coaxed and lied, and I even took out two cans of Coke and a fried rice noodle from the small noodle shop diagonally opposite the school, and Zhao Tianlu left the car sadly.Mr. Meng watched me sing quietly the whole time, with only a pair of clear eyes in the dark.

"what's up?"

I cleared my throat and pulled out my prepared lines.

"Why have you been hiding from me these days? Where did I recruit you? Tell me, if you don't want to be friends, tell me clearly, don't be so aggressive."

This is what I figured out from Guan Ting.Military division Guan said that everything should be pre-emptive, indiscriminately go up and buckle a bunch of hats, and a matter as big as a grain of rice can be said to be the Sahara Desert. It will definitely calm the other party, as long as the other party says "that's not the case." , I hurried down the donkey down the slope, ending with "I forgive you", and achieved my goal without losing face.

I think Guan Ting has some potential to be a politician.

Guan Ting also swore that this trick would never work again and again, but now it has been a minute since I asked the teacher to question the crime. Mr. Meng has not said a word from the beginning to the end, just staring at me, his eyes are like shining blades.

To be honest, I am still a little scared that Mr. Meng is getting angry.When he is angry, he is very similar to Uncle Meng. Uncle Meng is a shadow of my childhood that I can't get rid of.

A pair of girls passed us and looked at us curiously.I took courage: "Why don't you speak?"

Mr. Meng said, "Did Guan Ting teach you to say that?"

You see, sometimes it’s not good to know too much.

I intended to groan and perfunctory, but was interrupted by him: "Aren't you looking for Guan Ting?"

When he said that, I thought Guan Ting was behind me, and I turned my head subconsciously, who is there?Turning my head again, Mr. Meng had already passed me to the school gate. My heart was still clamoring "Never bow your head without bottom line", but my two legs had already chased up obediently.

"Hey, you won't come with me? Don't be angry with me, okay, I didn't invite you again."

Mr. Meng glanced at me coldly and slowed down.He is such a good person, he is usually more tolerant than others, even if he really gets angry, his temper will go away quickly, and he never has to worry about hitting the muzzle of a gun and being blasted into cannon fodder.

He was still willing to listen to me, so he probably wasn't too angry, so I immediately struck while the iron was hot: "Aren't you angry with me?"

Mr. Meng snorted softly, like a puppy snorting, not threatening at all.I asked, "What's the matter with you these days?"

"Not happy," he said.

I thought to myself, isn't this nonsense, but because of his lingering anger, I had to laugh apologetically.After walking for a while, I still couldn't help asking, "Because of me?"

He gave me a strange look.

Also, why am I so actively putting the shit pot on my head.But Mr. Meng never opened fire on people indiscriminately. He refused to say, and I really couldn't guess it. In order to ease the atmosphere, I had to say haha: "Let's go, let me treat you to ice cream."

Mr. Meng was dragged by me to stand in front of the freezer in the canteen next door to the school. The boss was eating noodles while facing the big electric fan. Angry and laughing again: "He Badger, I'm still angry."

"I know, isn't this asking you to eat to calm down?"

As soon as I said this, I realized that my thick skin had finally been improved, and the look in Mr. Meng's eyes seemed to mean the same thing.

With a popsicle in my mouth, I freed my hand to unzip the zipper of my school uniform, and said vaguely, "I'm going to move next week, and you can come and play when I'm done."

"I heard that your new home is very close to Guan Ting's home?"

"Hey, it's not that my dad was fooled by her dad, so he bought it in the neighborhood next door to theirs, from the same developer." I put my arm on his shoulder casually, but he didn't dodge. Unobtrusive, "Why do you always care about the head of the judge and the short of the court, and have a crush on her?"

Mr. Meng was a little unhappy, and frowned: "No."

"Then who do you like?"

I was a little nervous for nothing, my face was sore from a fake smile, and my palms were sweaty.

"Don't tell you."

His eyes looked down, and his eyelashes drooped, and vague shadows condensed on his skin, like a hazy fog in a window in an early spring night.I was still resting on his shoulder, so I could just see the smooth and gentle curve of his mandible.My lips, which had been numb from the ice lollies before, burned like fire at this moment. I was about to take a breath, but my tongue twirled between my teeth involuntarily.

"I think you might as well like me."

Mr. Meng's eyelashes fluttered, his gaze rolled to my face, and he said with a smile, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

I was so frightened by the words I blurted out that my head went cold, and suddenly these words rushed into my ears, and I couldn't even put on a show all of a sudden.

He suddenly patted me: "The car is coming."

Mr. Meng took a step forward, and my hand slid down.Maybe I should feel like a knife and cry like rain or something, but in fact, apart from a moment of emptiness in my mind, the crowded and noisy people getting on and off the bus have immediately hooked me back to this hateful reality.

I licked the corner of my mouth and forced a smile. I didn't know who to smile for, after all, Mr. Meng didn't have eyes behind his back.

The bus driver was very irritable. As soon as the last person got on the bus, he closed the door with a "bang" and stepped on the accelerator fiercely, and there was a sound of cursing and screaming in the car.Before I had time to grab the handrail, Mr. Meng quickly gave me a hand.

"Slow down, you stand next to me."

The cabin was so stuffy that it exploded, and my throat was cracked, but there was no water.

The author says:

The next chapter pierces the window paper.In fact, the truth is that I don’t want to write about my high school life:(