偏偏宠爱

11

Chapter 11-Come up

Translator-zyzy Editor-Aru

When Meng Ting got home, Shu Yang was sitting on the sofa, watching football.

"Where is Shu Lan?"

Shu Yang looked back, his cold face looked slightly puzzled. He recently noticed that Meng Ting's attitude towards Shu Lan had changed. She used to be very good to Shu Lan and followed his father to call her Lan, but now Meng Ting and Shu Lan always kept their distance, like they were just strangers.

Shu Lan lightly answered: "In her room."

Meng Ting bit her lips, she didn't look for Shu Lan first but chose to return to her room to open her box.

The moment she opened it, she realised the insides had been fumbled around.

The ballet skirt was also ruffled into a ball, the gold medal was gone. Meng Ting moved the ruffled skirt away, the white long skirt was gone too.

Shu Lan had such good taste.

Out of all the things in her box, that skirt was the most precious item in there.

Her mother took half a year to make that skirt, Zhen Yu Jie was pretty, but she didn't come from a very well off background, she was raised in a small village. Meng Ting's grandparents were teachers in the small village, but Zhen Yu Jie fell for the wrong guy when she was too young.

She didn't accept her arranged marriage but chose to run away with a man from out of town.

Since Zhen Yu Jie left her hometown, her life didn't go so well, she was a worker in a textile factory. The man dumped her soon after, but she was already pregnant with Meng Ting. She's a strong woman, even a thought to end her life never crossed her mind, all she had in mind was to raise her daughter well.

When Meng Ting was 10, she handmade that skirt.

Zhen Yu Jie had delicate hands. In that era, many rich wives were proud to wear her artwork. However, she stopped making clothes, just like what she told Meng Ting after she stopped loving the man.

Zhen Yu Jie's last work was that long white skirt.

Poured with her motherly love, every stitch and string, as the skirt swayed, it flowed with a hint of beauty.

The design of the skirt was more towards a traditional Chinese style.

Even until now, it was still very valuable and pretty.

Zhen Yu Jie pampered Meng Ting, her daughter was a God sent angel, and she made her a skirt that she could wear after she grew up. It was intended for Meng Ting's coming of age gift, but Zhen Yu Jie unfortunately passed. Meng Ting kept it at the bottom of the box, right until that big fire in her past life.

The fire destroyed not only the skirt but also Meng Ting's face.

Meng Ting closed the box and got up to knock on Shu Lan's door.

Shu Lan saw her as she opened the door, her eyes moved away, slightly uncomfortable: "Sis."

Meng Ting reached out: "My skirt and medal."

Shu Lan with her eyes wide open: "Sis, how can you accuse me of something like this, even if you're my elder sister, if you're going to be like this, I'll really be pissed."

Meng Ting looked at her.

The girl in front of her was only 17 years old, the same age as her. She was only one month younger.

Meng Ting once wanted to treat her well for the rest of her life and tried her best to protect her. If it wasn't to save Shu Lan, she wouldn't have disfigured her face in her past life. Shu Lan was very likeable, the year Meng Ting lost her mother, Father Shu wasn't good at articulating himself, and didn't know how to comfort her. Not to mention Shu Yang, but Shu Lan sweetly called her as her big sister.