Bizarre Love

Chapter 3: Little mute

The next day is Friday.

After Meng Ting finished drinking the milk, Shu Zhitong checked her eyes as usual. Then he said, "Daddy will only come back on weekends to cook for you. The research institute is very busy. Can I have dinner at school after listening to Shu Yang?"

Shu Yang said.

Meng Ting also nodded.

Shu Zhitong said: "Shu Yang takes good care of her, do you know? She is your elder sister, her eyes are inconvenient, you are in your grade, don't let people bully her.

Shu Yang said: "She doesn't need my care."

"This kid..."

Shu Zhitong was a little embarrassed, then pulled Meng Ting over, and said a little apologetically: "Listen, don't worry about him."

Meng Ting said with a smile, "No, Shu Yang is hard-hearted."

Shu Zhitong was a little embarrassed: "Daddy Shu, trouble you with something.

"Xiao Lan didn't come back last night. She said she was sleeping at a classmate's house. She grew up and I couldn't manage many things. I'm afraid she was in school..." He paused, and finally sighed when he thought of his daughter. "I'm afraid she will fall in love with her prematurely. If you are so good and sensible, can you teach her more?"

Meng Ting still minded Shu Lan's death in her last life.

If it weren't for Shu Lan to untie the rope, she wouldn't die. What's more, she took the risk to find her stepbrother who was missing in the landslide. She didn't know why Shu Lan untied the rope, but there was always a thorn in her heart.

However, looking at the man with white sideburns who had debts for his children, Meng couldn't tell anything and finally nodded.

Meng Ting and Shu Yang walked to school one after another.

They are all in the second year of the seventh high school, Meng Ting is in the first class, and Shu Yang is in the second class.

Both are first in the class.

Meng Ting looked at the young boy's thin back. After the burn, it was Shu Yang and Shu's father who insisted that she be treated. They never gave up on her.

Shu Yang's back was getting further and further away. Long before he crossed the road, he looked back at Meng Ting, his footsteps stopped and waited for her silently.

The two arrived at the school together at 7:45, and then both walked into their classrooms quietly.

As soon as Meng Ting came in, many people in the class greeted her.

"Good morning, Meng listen."

"Good morning."

This year Meng Ting was the representative of the English class in the class.

Everyone knows that her family is a misfortune. She had a car accident with her mother. She was blind when her mother died. But because of his excellent grades, he was sent to the seventh middle school by the original junior high school. As a result, I took first place every time, except for the missed surgery, which can be said to be a model of inspiration.

So she went to school with her blind cane and sunglasses, and no one laughed at her. He was very friendly to her even from the beginning.

She is a boy with glasses at the same table. Shy and shy, usually don't communicate with the people in the class, study very hard, but can't make the grade.

The girl at the front desk turned her head excitedly: "Listen to you!"

Meng Ting curled his lips with a smile, a little nostalgic, his tone was as gentle as the wind of March: "Zhao Nuancheng."

Zhao Nuancheng straightened her hair tossed by the morning breeze, and couldn't help but lower her tone to Meng Ting: "Listen, you remember to apply for a scholarship, the form has been sent out." She knows that Meng Ting's family situation is not. That's great, I feel sorry for this difficult girl.

"It is good."