Meng Ting stiffened.

She didn’t want to get involved in any way with Jiang Ren: “Any bus stop would do, thank you.”

Jiang Ren scoffed: “Don’t want anything to do with me, good student?”

Meng Ting hurriedly shook her head, the back of her ears turned red as he guessed her exact thoughts.

“You think I care?” Jiang Ren randomly looked for a bus stop, “Get down.”

Meng Ting got down the car as she was told.

She was diligent, but she didn’t understand what he was angry about. Slightly scared of him, she didn’t speak.

The rain was still pouring.

Jiang Ren looked at her from his car.

That year, H city’s bus stops weren’t refurbished yet. Above her heads were only a few trees, rain droplets fell through the gaps between the leaves, onto her. She knows that he’s still nearby, anxiously standing there, she was not angry nor complaining.

Be good be good.

Jiang Ren suddenly came out of his car.

He unzipped his jacket and took it off, walking a few steps to her, and covered her.

She looked up from the black jacket, shocked, lifting her hands wanting to hit him with her stick: “What are you doing?”

He didn’t even know what he was doing, Jiang Ren grabbed her heavy stick, can’t help but laugh: “You really think I have a good temper, if you use this thing to touch me one more time, believe it or not, I’ll punch you.”

Meng Ting lowered her head, not speaking another word.

He was taller than her by nearly 30cm.

Looking down at her, he could see her eyelashes, they were like butterfly wings with rain droplets on them, softly quivering. Her eyelashes were long and perky, Jiang Ren had a sudden urge to look at her eyes.

He smiled: “Hey, what’s your name, good student?”

Meng Ting didn’t speak.

She wished that she didn’t know Jiang Ren at all.

Jiang Ren took her blue strapped student card out of her pocket.

Meng Ting’s reaction was slow, by the time she wanted to react, the bus already came. The jacket, still protecting her head, smelled of cigarettes.

“Get in.”

Meng Ting hesitated, in the end, she returned his jacket to him and got on.

But her student card……

The driver shouted: “Sit tight kid.”

Meng Ting was forced to sit beside the window.

As he waited for the bus to drive away, Jiang Ren’s silver hair was already wet from the rain, he looked down at the student card in his hands.

Her name was Meng Ting.

    ~

By the time Jiang Ren got back, everyone was still singing in the room.

As he walked in, everyone glanced at Shen Yu Qing.

Sheng Yu Qing walked towards him and sat beside him, helping him to light a cigarette. She knows that Jiang Ren doesn’t sing, so she gently asked: “Want to play a round of snooker?”

Jiang Ren frowned, he couldn’t stand the overpowering perfume scent of hers.

He took a few blows of the cigarette in between his fingertips and proceeded to play games with He Jun Ming.

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