surrender to her

Chapter 51 Fate Everywhere

He Liangchi's lips were slightly straightened, staring at her white and delicate side face in silence, he wanted to take things from her hand easily, but he didn't move, after a while, his Adam's apple slipped, and he only lowered his head He repeated in a low voice: "Meng Cheng, give it to me."

Meng Chengsuo failed to kiss, she was somewhat disappointed, her cheeks puffed up in dissatisfaction, she shook the folding knife in her hand, and looked down.

The knife was so heavy that she could hold it completely in the palm of her hand. It felt smooth and textured. The silvery and cold surface reflected light, and it was engraved with thin and winding patterns, simple and delicate.

Meng Cheng raised his eyelashes, saw his handsome and straight eyebrows were full of coldness, and asked, "Is this thing important to you?"

He Liangchi was silent for a moment, then nodded.

There is only such an object as cold as him by his side that has accompanied him for many years.

Maybe like an old friend who knows everything, he doesn't know how to define it.

important?That's right.

The knife was only stained with his own blood, and it pulled back his confused rationality countless times, although it still couldn't save his pain.

He was nervous that this thing appeared in her hand, because the knife carried his vicious and gloomy aura, reminding him of his dark past, which would make him... unable to hold his head up in front of her.

"Then did you use this to scratch your hand before?" Meng Cheng asked about this, with a straight expression and a cautious tone.

He Liangchi didn't respond.

Meng Cheng put the knife back into his pocket, turned around and walked back, turned his back to him and said, "I'll keep the things for you first, and I'll return them to you when you know how to cherish yourself someday."

She stopped at the corner of the building, turned around, and he was still standing there, looking at her.

Meng Cheng raised a bracket smile, pretty and smart, "Or if you change your mind and want to kiss me someday, you can come and redeem me, but I will have the final say on how many kisses you need at that time."

He Liangchi: "..."

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The two-day monthly exam passed by in the blink of an eye, and the weekend and the National Day were combined with a small long holiday.

Song Xinyuan wanted to call them out, and Meng Cheng wanted to call He Liangchi, but unfortunately, he said he had something to do.

"Shall we go disco?"

Meng Cheng didn't ask anyone out, so he was not very interested, "Anything is fine."

Xiang took a look at the sunny sky, "Dancing in broad daylight?"

Song Xinyuan bit the milk tea straw: "The law stipulates that disco dancing is not allowed in broad daylight?"

"It's not stipulated by the law." Gao Wenbo said, "But guess, why is the disco place called a nightclub?"

Song Xinyuan: "..."

Then out of respect for broad daylight, they didn't go to the disco, they went to the trampoline.

At noon, I found a restaurant to solve my growling stomach. Not long after I came out, I encountered three children around the age of junior high school who were bullying a child around the age of elementary school, and blocked them in the roadside alley. protection fee.

The little girl trembled timidly as she watched, holding a big shopping bag full of things in her arms. A few bright red apples fell to the ground and rolled away.

She hesitated to take out the remaining tens of dollars in her pocket, and the young boy standing in the middle opposite her snatched it unceremoniously, said something, and stretched out his hand to grab the money in her arms. thing.

The girl hugged her shopping bag tightly and shrank back against the wall.

"Puppy bastards!" Xiang Zhao reacted the most, and Lu Jianbuyi roared, probably because his level could only subdue a few punks like this.

The other three watched from behind as Xiang Zhao displayed his masculinity and chased those brats away before walking forward.

Meng Cheng picked up the apple at his feet and put it back into the little girl's bag.

"Thank you, thank you..." She looked up at them one by one, then lowered her head.

"You're welcome, chivalry and righteousness are my consistent style in the world, little sister, where is your home?"

Xiang Zhao put the money back into her hand, looked at the big bag in her arms that was about to crush her little one, and couldn't bear to take it over, and said in an almost loving tone: "Let's Parents are too lazy for a child to buy so many things!"

"I... I'm already 16." The girl said in a weak voice, and her tone seemed to be used to the fact that others thought she was a primary school student.

"..."

"We are still...students in the same class..."

"???"

The three of them looked at her at the same time, and fell silent, Song Xin wished to be embarrassed.

Can't help but look at her again.

The girl is short and very thin, wearing thick-rimmed glasses, her facial features are young but not so immature, she wears two braids draped over her shoulders, her clothes and appearance are ordinary, even a little rustic, but her skin is very White, covering some obvious shortcomings.

Looking at it this way, it seems that he is not a primary school student...

But, is there such a person in their class? ? ?
Meng Cheng and Gao Wenbo are fine. There are many people in the class who have no impression. Xiang Zhao is more concerned about this matter. It is related to his reputation as a social genius. It has been so long since the school has started, how could he not notice it? What about classmates? !
He lowered his head to look at her face carefully, and asked, "Excuse me, what's your name?"

"...Ning Pannan."

Ning Pannan's voice was inexplicably low, but after thinking about it, she was indeed as transparent as air, and it was normal for him not to remember her name. She felt uncomfortable when he looked at her, her head hung lower, and her face blushed easily stand up.

Xiang Zhao was still trying his best to search for the memory of the name in his mind, Ning Pannan cautiously reached for the bag for fear of troubling him, and said softly, "Give me the things..."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll get it for you. If you're in the same class, you should help each other."

Although Xiang Zhao didn't remember her at all, she got to know her very quickly, "Is your home far away? Let's take you back."

She quickly waved her hand: "No, no, no, I can do it myself."

"Anyway, we're free and fine." Gao Wenbo said, "Just take a walk after eating to digest food."

"It's okay, let's go." Meng Cheng also said.

Ning Pannan had no choice but to say it again: "Thank you."

The girl on the road was quiet all the time, and Xiang Zhao chattered: "By the way, my name is Xiang Zhao, his name is Gao Wenbo, her name is Meng Cheng, and her name is Song Xinyuan."

Ning Pannan nodded: "I know."

Xiang Zhao suddenly remembered that he was reading the self-criticism in the class two days ago, and now there should be no one in the class who doesn't know them, scratching his head and laughing.

After a while, he tentatively asked again: "Maybe it's impolite, my one, I want to ask... Do you have 1.5 meters?"

Ning Pannan: "..."

The height hit Song Xinyuan's sore spot, she jumped up and kicked Zhao Zhao's knee violently, angrily: "You know it's impolite to ask a fucking question."

Ning Pannan said sullenly, "Exactly 1.5 meters."

"..." Xiang Zhao sometimes didn't know how to answer the conversation.

Passing by a milk tea shop, Ning Pannan suddenly stopped, scratched at the corner of his clothes, and said nervously, "Let me treat you to milk tea, um, thank you..."

"It's really not necessary..."

Just as Xiang Zhao was about to decline, Meng Cheng suddenly said firmly, "I want to drink."

Meng Cheng stood at the door of the milk tea shop, and his eyes fell on the young man behind the cashier in the shop. He was wearing a white mask and was ordering drinks for people.

It turned out to be busy here.

Look, this ubiquitous fate.

The next second, Xu Shijuan sensed something, paused in ordering, and opened his eyelids to look over.

Four eyes facing each other.

(End of this chapter)