The benefactor said he was tired of playing and wanted to marry me

Meng Ganhe blinked lightly, not showing the embarrassment of being exposed at all, but with a joyful expression on his face: "Do you remember?"

"Why don't I remember?" Meng Chengying gave a "tsk" impatiently, "Don't talk about what you have, are you so interesting now? How old are you still like a child? I didn't believe Pei Ruyi told me before, Now it seems that you really did it on purpose."

When Pei Ruyi and Meng Chengying were classmates before, Meng Ganhe and Pei Ruyi didn't like each other.Their first contact was when Pei Ruyi called Meng Chengying's house. It happened that Meng Chengying went downstairs to pick up things, and Meng Ganhe answered the phone.

At that time, Meng Ganhe almost interrogated Pei Ruyi for a long time, from who he was, what he wanted to do with Meng Chengying, to how the two of them usually get along.He was very skillful in chatting with people around the corners, it seemed that it was just ordinary chatting, and the questions seemed to be asked casually, which caused Pei Ruyi to feel that there was something strange at that time, but he couldn't express it in his mouth.He thought that this was Chengying's family, and he should behave better, so he tried his best to deal with Meng Ganhe, who was deliberately finding fault, and only hugged him when he saw Meng Chengying next time, and said a little aggrieved: "...I feel Your nephew doesn't seem to like me very much."

He has no evidence, and this is just his intuition, but because he completely trusts Meng Chengying, he can say it directly.

"No way, are you thinking too much?" At that time, Meng Ganhe was still a pure and innocent junior in Meng Chengying's eyes, and he was always gentle and gentle, looking at himself with a smile in his eyes.

"Thinking about it now..." Meng Chengying sighed, and looked up at Meng Ganhe with a look of disappointment in his eyes.

"Ganhe." Meng Chengying called Meng Ganhe's name before slowly saying, "I know you usually think about a lot of things, but don't always put your mind on these things..."

Meng Chengying is a person who can advance and retreat, as long as he doesn't push him into a hurry, he will show some kindness in every situation.And he was able to raise this question to Meng Ganhe so bluntly today, it can be said that he already minded it very much.He thought of Pei Ruyi, his former lover was always misunderstood because of his bad words, and he might still be wronged by Meng Ganhe behind his back, but he didn't realize it at all, instead he said that he was thinking too much...

But the bigger problem lies with me.Meng Chengying thought about it carefully, and then suddenly sighed, feeling guilty towards both of them, and the words she spoke to Meng Ganhe were more cautious and euphemistic, not too harsh and embarrassing him: "Like this kind of thing that hurts others and benefits oneself. Just stop doing it, okay?"

Meng Ganhe's eyes flickered, obviously understanding the implication of Meng Chengying's words.But he didn't show the guilty expression as Meng Chengying expected, but pursed his lips and said, "You think I'm pretending to be hurt to win your sympathy, and blame Pei Ruyi by the way?"

Before Meng Chengying could reply, he quickly took off the bandage on his hand.He was originally left-handed, and his left hand was very flexible, coupled with the anger in his movements, he appeared extremely rough. After a while, the thick gauze was torn off, leaving only a thin layer of sterile dressing , and faintly dark red oozes from the inside.

Meng Chengying's expression changed, and he didn't bother to defend himself for a while, but grabbed Meng Ganhe's hand in panic: "What are you doing?"

Meng Ganhe didn't speak, but he didn't move either.

Only then did Meng Chengying breathe a sigh of relief: "Stop making trouble..."

"What's wrong with me?" Meng Ganhe seemed to be touched by these words again, he shook off Meng Chengying's hand, tore off the last layer of protection on the wound, and slapped the gunshot wound on his arm straight In front of Meng Chengying: "You misunderstood me just now, and now you are accusing me of making trouble. I will prove it to you now."

His tone was not very intense, even as usual, every word and sentence, with a deep consonant, but there was a little shortness of breath, but it made people feel his grievances more than the excited tone.

"Although I am your nephew, I am not much different from you. Don't always treat me like a child." Meng Ganhe took advantage of the topic: "I am not making trouble about this matter, nor am I pretending to be injured to blame others. .Everything I do is deliberate, including liking you."

Meng Chengying replied helplessly, but didn't listen very carefully, all his attention was focused on Meng Gan and the wound on his arm, the gurgling blood made him dizzy: "Okay, okay, don't get excited, sit down first, I will Call the doctor to come and treat the wound."

"I don't." Meng Ganhe withdrew his hand.

Meng Chengying looked at the stubborn Meng Ganhe in front of him, and said helplessly, "Then can I deal with it for you?"

Meng Ganhe accepted as soon as he saw the deal: "...OK."

Meng Chengying pulled Meng Ganhe to the table and sat down, and carefully wiped his bleeding wound with a cotton swab dipped in anti-inflammatory lotion.In order to prevent the tearing of the blood scab when the stitches are removed, it is too painful to tear, and the blood scab and secretions around the wound should be wiped clean when changing the dressing, leaving only clear sutures.Although Meng Chengying was very careful, touching the wound with a cotton swab still caused pain.He saw Meng Ganhe lowered his head, the light from the window made half of his face as white as jade and flawless.He pursed his lips very slightly, and the corners of his eyes twitched involuntarily every time he exerted force, but when he met his eyes, he acted completely indifferent, as if it didn't hurt at all.

Meng Chengying suddenly felt a little soft-hearted.He raised his hand to touch Meng Ganhe's head, but when he stretched out his hand, he felt something was wrong, so he turned his hand in the air, landed on Meng Ganhe's shoulder, and patted it gently as if to comfort him. .

His tone also became softer: "I misunderstood you."

"...Mmm." Meng Ganhe turned his head to look at the hand on his shoulder, with regret in his eyes.

"I didn't pretend to be injured, and the person who shot me was not the person I was looking for." After a pause, Meng Ganhe explained stubbornly.

In fact, this was Meng Chengying's original thought. He suspected that Meng Ganhe had deliberately arranged for someone to shoot him.But there has been a commotion just now, and the matter has calmed down, Meng Ganhe even brought up this alone to explain...

Meng Chengying sighed, and put the matter to rest in her heart.

But Meng Ganhe slightly lowered his eyes, thinking: I really did not lie.