Learn the gods, do you set up cp?

Chapter 79 You Must Love Him
Ruan finished the last class of this semester and was walking out of the lecture theater.

A surprising person stood in front of her.

Gently looking at Meng Mengjian in front of him.

Meng Mengjian looks very haggard, but the sharpness between the eyebrows seems to have been smoothed away,
"Gentle, can we talk?"

Gu Yuansheng walked down the stairs,

"Rourou, let's go to the library."

There was a gentle silence for a while.

And Meng Mengjian's pale lips parted slightly, showing her a weak smile,

"It's okay if you don't want to, I just wanted to say sorry, I—"

softly said,
"Let's go."

"Is the tea bar downstairs okay?"

Mengmeng was a little surprised, so she nodded quickly,

"can."

Rourou gave Gu Yuansheng the key to the dormitory, and left with Meng Mengjian.

Wenrou and Mengmengjian sat in the corner of the tea bar.

Mengmeng lowered her head, holding a cup,

"I think you should know me."

Looking at her tenderly and quietly, he turned his head slightly, but his eyes were still fixed on her.

Mengmeng suddenly said,

"I have liked Qin Jing since I was in the third year of high school."

Saying this suddenly seemed like a provocation.

But Meng Mengjian's tone and state made Ruan feel that she was powerless and regretful.

A bit of bitterness spread from the corner of Meng Mengjian's lips, as if the scene of that night still appeared in front of his eyes.

However, the admiration for the past pulled out from the depths of the memory is trembling between the lips and teeth in the dream,
"Actually, I was the same as everyone else at the beginning. Qin Jing is so dazzling and outstanding. How can there be people who don't like him?"

"He won the gold medal in the mathematics competition, and he was still No.1. I heard that No.2 was a full 30.00% less of his score. That time, when the award was presented in our school, he..."

Mengmeng's sudden sobs made her stop talking.

Gentle always listened silently.

She could feel that there was no hostility on the other side, and she didn't seem to be hostile with mental strength, but she was not interested in the secret love story of the person in front of her.

Mengmeng paused for a moment, then forced herself to continue, but her hand holding the cup was shaking, and tears poured out unconsciously,

"Although it was the first time I saw him, many people in that auditorium were calling him. I have never seen so many people calling a name together."

The memory is answered amidst the hustle and bustle of people's voices, and the youthful beauty is glimpsed.

In the auditorium, there were top students from more than 30 high schools in the city. Those teenagers who were usually proud and unwilling to be left behind screamed for the same name for the first time, frankly admitted that they were not as good as that person, and even cheered for him.

It was the first time she heard such a voice in the vast youth, and it kept echoing in her ears.

Waves of loud voices of "God Qin" surged past his ears.

In the lingering spring days, there was only that young man who was shining brightly, his brows were slightly cold, he was neither angry nor happy, neither sick nor slow.

It seems that getting this grand prize is a trivial matter that does not need to be taken into account at all.

It seems that I don't know how many people fought for the trophy and spent all their time and effort.

Just to lower the score and recommend the best universities in China.

A girl's admiration may come from being hit by someone's strength for a moment.

His appearance, bearing, and ability are all above everyone else.

Like everyone who likes him, she regards him as God Qin.

He is a god-like existence.

If I hadn't stopped in the waves shouting "Qin Shen" that day, if I hadn't been admitted to National University, if I hadn't been in the same school as him.

If I hadn't met Qin Jing and Wen Jiawei shopping together by chance...

Meng Mengjian bit her lower lip, trying to suppress her tears, endured for a moment before opening her mouth and said,

"However, when I see him always with Wen Jiawei, I feel sore in my heart, thinking how can he be with others, obviously I am no worse than Wen Jiawei, why can she be so mediocre? To get his favor?"

Those ridiculous and absurd beginnings made Mengmeng's heart tremble at this moment,
"Coincidentally, not long after, Huada and the NUS College of Humanities formed a friendship, and I met Wen Jiawei, so I began to follow Wen Jiawei unconsciously, trying to learn her every move, thinking that if I also met Wen Jiawei Similarly, will Qin Jing set his sights on me one day?"

The gentle gaze cooled down inch by inch.

And Wen Jiawei bowed her head, holding the cup tightly,
"Later I found out that Wen Jiawei was not Qin Jing's girlfriend, but his sister. I was so happy that I went crazy, but for some reason, I changed from following Wen Jiawei to following Qin Jing. I like to follow He, wants to see him more, wants to know if there are other girls around him besides Wen Jiawei, and what kind of relationship those people have with him."

Looking at Mengmeng with gentle and cold eyes,
"Your every move is like a maggot to him. The liking you say is just to satisfy your own selfish desires."

A large tear suddenly fell from Mengmengjian's eye socket,

"I'm sorry, I should have known, I should have known."

"His mother died because of a crazy admirer stalking him, how could he bear my existence?"

Wen Rou heard Meng Mengjian mention Qin Jing's most painful past, she couldn't help clenching her teeth, her face was cold.

Weeping uncontrollably in the dream,
"But it wasn't until that night that I realized all this. What I did to him was what the people he hated the most did to his mother."

"His patience has always been due to his gentle and kind nature, but on the night of June [-], he told me clearly that he hated this kind of behavior."

No matter how dull Wen Rou is, she can still realize that something happened, she said coldly,

"What happened that night?"

Meng Meng recalled that night, tears were pouring down like rain, she bit her lower lip tightly, covered her eyes, tears flowed from between her fingers,

"I, I installed a tracker in his car, and followed his car out of the urban area. On the cross-river bridge, I followed closely, and his car overturned into the river."

gentle shock,

"What did you say?"

Thinking of the pain in just a few minutes in the dream, it was heart-piercing.

"I really thought I killed him. Fortunately, fortunately, all of this was just arranged by him. If he dies, I will never forgive myself in this life. I would rather be the one who fell down."

Gentle hands are shaking.

Mengmeng's words are like sharp knives.

She gritted her teeth.

If, if Qin Jing didn't find that tracker.

All this is not a game set up by Qin Jing.

Now she never had the chance to see him again.

Just thinking about the possible consequences.

Tenderness is like suffocation,

If there is no Qin Jing...

It turned out that that night, she hugged him amidst the cheers of the crowd, and the slight coldness and loneliness in his embrace came from this.

She might have really come close to losing him.

Wen Rou couldn't listen anymore, she stood up and wanted to leave, but Meng Mengjian held her back, tears fell like rain,
"I'm sorry, but I have a lot to tell you."

"I will never get close to Qin Jing again in my life, but I have to tell you this."

Meng Meng raised her head, those delicate almond eyes looked at Gentle with tears,

"Take it as the last gift I gave to Qin Jing. I have seen him for too long. Except for his relatives, I am afraid that there is no one who knows him better than me. I really hope that he likes you wholeheartedly, and you can understand too." he."

Meng Mengjian took out a notebook and handed it to Rourou,

"This is what I have kept in mind. All Qin Jing's habits. He has rhinitis, which sometimes flares up in spring and summer. He is most afraid of aquatic animals and never eats fish..."

Meng Mengjian was so choked up at the end that she couldn't continue, she just stuffed the book into Wen Rou's palm with all her strength, as if she had exhausted all her strength for the rest of her life.
"I'm sorry, but I really love him. I met him after my parents divorced and my mother passed away. At that time, I was already suffering from bipolar disorder. I was on the verge of doing things, and my cognitive bias was too severe. I really couldn't judge myself. It turned out to be killing him."

A large tear fell from her eyes, and her eyes fixedly looked at Gentleness,

"I really love him."

Wen Rou was shocked by the sad and deep eyes.

Unconsciously, he stopped his steps to leave.

Meng Meng choked up and said,

"It's just that my love has caused him a burden. In fact, he has always known my existence, and I have used his soft-hearted characteristics to follow him unscrupulously, praying that one day he can see me. I know him too well, I know him He looks cold, but in fact he is softer than anyone else. He is alienated, but when he comforts others, no one in the world is gentler than him. If you hadn’t appeared, maybe he would have indulged me in this way. In order to protect you, he had to Get rid of me first."

Wen Rou sat on the spot with her back stiff, while Meng Mengjian continued,
"But even though I have threatened him to this extent, he still chose the best way to end everything for me. He can obviously collect evidence and call the police, even sue me, put me in jail, or use his strong background to completely solve me. , but he didn't."

Meng Meng held her hand tightly,

"Gentle, he is very worthy of love, please, love him, don't let him go easily."

Mengmengjian's icy fingers seemed to have the power of a thousand pounds.

Exhausted all the strength in the yearning for a gentle answer.

Wen Rou took half a step back, Meng Mengjian's hand shrank.

Mengmeng's eyes were red, but she smiled wryly,
"is it okay?"

softly and coldly,
"It's not up to you, an outsider, to intervene in the matter between us."

"If he doesn't find that tracker, maybe one day he will be driven to a dead end by your wrong hands. What are you? What qualifications do you have to ask us? You are cowardly and selfish from the beginning to the end, taking advantage of his soft heart to make things worse. Now you think Why are you asking me? And why do you think that you have followed him and watched him a few times before you are qualified to ask us?"

And on her hand clenched into a fist, veins stood out under the jade-white skin.

Mengmeng's tears were like broken beads, but she smiled, and finally realized,

"No wonder he likes you. If he was as decisive and merciless as you are, I wouldn't exist long ago."

"You are what he wants to live, the missing part of his character."

"You don't need my advice, he will love you."

I love you very much, only you.

Mengmeng stood up and bowed to Rourou,

"I'm sorry, for all the things I've done, slandering you on the forum, cutting off your piano bridge, trying to prevent you from sharing the stage with Qin Jing, and following you, just to find out why he likes you."

"I'm sorry, I can't say it to him anymore, please accept it together, it is my blessing to you, I hope you will never meet someone like me in the future, and I will stay away from you from now on, never again There will be a chance to meet you."

Mengmengjian handed the book to Wenrou, and Wenrou wanted to throw it away, but Mengmengjian stuffed it into her hand again and again,

"Whether the things on it are useful to you, or you throw them away after changing hands, it is its fate."

Mengmeng hurriedly wiped away her tears with the back of her hand,
"Goodbye."

Meng Mengjian picked up her bag and left.

Rourou watched Mengmeng walk away, her mood still not calmed down, she clenched her hands tightly into fists.

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The environment of the library is quiet, except for the occasional sound of flipping books.

A beam of sunlight came in and fell on Rourou, she slowly opened the book.

She thought it was a book simply recording Qin Jing's habits.

Opened it and found it wasn't.

From meeting Qin Jing for the first time to Qin Jing's plan to fall into the river, Mengmengjian's psychological activities are vivid on paper.

Those in the middle have become morbid and paranoid.

But Mengmeng didn't realize it, and instead immersed himself in this kind of tracking.

This way brings her closer to the people she loves.

And she doesn't have to face each other, she can see him every moment.

There are many things about Qin Jing written in it.

Qin Jing burned his hand while doing the experiment, Qin Jing and Wen Jiawei bought a bracelet for Wen Jiawei when they were shopping, Qin Jing paid a visit to the mentor he met during the competition...

Wen Rou thought of the never-mentioned scar on Qin Jing's tiger's mouth, the white crystal bracelet on Wen Jiawei's wrist, and what Wen Jiawei once said, a competition teacher who came to persuade her.

It's all on paper right now.

His dots are connected into a line, slowly becoming brighter in the gradually morbid love of a girl.

Until Ruan saw that Qin Jing wanted to kiss her on the co-pilot in the underground parking lot, Meng Mengjian couldn't hold back, turned on the high beam, and deliberately swayed back and forth so that they could not concentrate. Tighten the steering wheel and watch them in the dark with tears.

Gentleness suddenly sent a chill down the spine.

It turned out that Meng Mengjian was also there at that time.

She turned a few pages back, only to realize that all the contact between herself and Qin Jing within the visible range of Mengmengjian was being monitored by Mengmengjian.

After a while fear and dread came up.

So many times, Mengmeng watched them from the dark.

But... Gentle stared at the book full of handwriting.

But now, Mengmengjian gave herself this book with all the criminal evidence written clearly.

But it is undoubtedly giving her a chance, telling her,

You can take this book as evidence, no matter how you use it, hand it over to the police, school, or as evidence in court.

As you wish.

The gentle air faded a little,

Qin Jing let Meng Mengjian go, but Meng Mengjian didn't let her go.

On the last page, I wrote a letter dedicated to tenderness.

Zhanxinjia:
Maybe these words, I shouldn't say, but they are what I want to say most.

Ever since the night when I mistook Qin Jing for falling into the river, I have been fully awake.

That kind of heart-piercing pain still stings in my body even now.

I even thought that if all this really happened, I would hate that the person who fell into the river was not myself.

For a long time, I thought I loved him very much, but I have been loving him in the wrong way.

Thirteen years ago, he watched his mother fall into the river and die.

Thirteen years later, I finally understand what it's like to lose a loved one.

All of this is just a setup, and I can't extricate myself for a long time. I can't imagine, if Qin Jing really died because of me, what kind of hell I will fall into.

But he had experienced it all.

I finally understand,
Why is he so softhearted.

Why is he distant but gentle.

A person who came out of the abyss, how could he be willing to personally order a person to death, and tell another person that you will go into eternal doom?

He walked through the abyss in person to speak the most warm words, even to strangers, he can release the warmest kindness.

He is the most gentle, but no one has treated him gently.

I deeply hope that you are really his tenderness.

I bless you, my blessing, is to stay away.

No matter how you want to be held accountable, I will not refute half a sentence.

This is what I owe him and what I deserve.

I am sorry.

(End of this chapter)