Bizzare Love - chapter 63
“Don’t go, I won’t say such things.” He held her wrist lightly and finally smiled, “Wait till midnight, I just want to say happy birthday to you.”
Meng Ting raised her eyes. Her eyelashes were stained with raindrops. He wanted to wipe it off, but he didn’t dare to move in the end.
Jiang Ren’s eyes were gentle, “Go back to sleep, I will bring you a gift tomorrow.”
He went out with an impulse to see her.
“Tomorrow at seven o’clock, can I wait for you outside the community?”
Meng Ting was startled and finally shook her head, “No, thank you. Jiang Ren, please go home.”
At 7 o’clock, she had to participate in a piano competition.
She put the umbrella away and solemnly told him, “I won’t be your girlfriend.” She clenched the umbrella handle tightly, “I don’t like you either. Don’t bother me like this.”
Everything turned silent.
She dared not look into his eyes.
Jiang Ren did not stop her when she left.
After a long while, he clenched his fist. Jiang Ren stared at her as she walked away and smiled. It didn’t matter. She didn’t like him, but he liked her a little bit more. He would become considerate and gentle, become a good student and become whom she liked.
In the morning of Christmas Eve, Shu Zhitong said he would take Meng Ting out to play.
Meng Ting shook her head and finally said, “Let’s go see mom.”
Shu Zhitong was stunned and said cautiously, “You can go another day, don’t you want to go to the playground for your birthday?”
Meng Ting’s mother had an accident. At that time, it was she who was the saddest and most impacted. Shu Zhitong was always afraid that she would be sad if he mentioned her mother. He always treated her as a child.
Meng Ting glanced at the rain outside and said in embarrassment, “It’s really not suitable to go to the playground in this weather.”
Seeing that Meng Ting’s eyes were indeed more relieved, he took her to the cemetery.
The cemetery was cold. Meng Ting placed a bunch of white daisies in front of her mother’s grave.
She touched the tombstone with her fingertips and told her mother silently many things in her heart. If her mother was alive, her biggest wish would be that Meng Ting could live happily.
If she knew that Meng Ting was reluctant to play the piano and dance because of her incident, she would knock her head, “You have wasted your mother’s upbringing.”
Meng Ting thought about it and smiled.
Your upbringing would not be wasted.
She wanted to let the kind-hearted Shu Zhitong live better.
Shu Zhitong was relieved when he saw that Meng Ting was in a good mood when they walked out of the cemetery. After so many years, the stone pressed on his heart finally fell.
Meng Ting told him not to buy cakes. The whole family had a meal, but Meng Ting went out carrying her bag after the meal. She explained, “I’m going out to participate in the piano competition and will be back later. Teacher Song is responsible for signing me up. Don’t worry, Dad.”
Shu Zhitong was very happy, even his eyes were red, “Do your best! Dad will pick you up later.”
Meng Ting said with a shallow nasal voice, “Yeah.”
Shu Lan looked at Meng Ting incredulously. Didn’t she…have a psychological shadow? The last time she played the piano for her, she had to convince her so much. Why would she go to the competition again?
Meng Ting saw Xu Jia when she went out.
The boy, who dressed neatly and simply, didn’t say much, “Let’s go.”
Xu Jia’s tone was calm, “Yes, my mother asked me to accompany you.”
Meng Ting said no.
Xu Jia smiled, “No, if you don’t reach there safely, my mother will not allow me to enter the door. I haven’t seen it yet, so I want to go and see it. Let’s go, or we will be late,” he spoke humorously, not aggressively. It was very relaxing.
Meng Ting couldn’t help laughing.
Her lips were curved and her eyes were clear. She smiled, the air was covered with sweetness. Xu Jia said, “I’m just a layman, so don’t have any pressure.”
Three years later, Meng Ting stood there again.
The lights were shining and after a moment of darkness, there was only one piano of good quality on the stage.
Xu Jia glanced at his watch, 7:18.
Meng Ting changed her clothes. It was a show after all. In the bag she carried, there was a costume prepared in advance. She lifted up her long hair and tied it with a blue ribbon.
When she came out, Xu Jia’s pupils tightened.
After many years, he saw her again.
He got fascinated, breathless.
With all her savings, Meng Ting bought this dress half a month ago.
The blue fleece skirt was tracing the floor with white cuffs. There was a kind of elegance and winter beauty.
She tied her hair with a slender ribbon. There were seven or eight people before her, so she had to sit down for a while.
The lights were dim and the contestants were somewhat nervous.
Xu Jia kept looking at her, but she did not sit down beside him
In the huge hall, she had changed her clothes and sat down in the last row.
All the quiet, soft and passionate words seem to be unable to affect her.