MTL - Deliberately Contaminated-Chapter 12

Mingshuang came home humming a song and sent a message to Xu Duanduan.

She thought hard and typed solemnly.

Sixteen Yuan: [Duan, I discovered a magical thing. That is, why every time I and Jiang Huai are together, I feel so good. 】

Xu Duanduan quickly: [? 】

[If you are greedy for your body, you are greedy for your body. Don't say it so elegantly, it is not suitable for you. 】

Mingshuang rolled over on the bed and snorted a few times.

Originally, she thought Xu Duanduan's words made sense, which should be the reason.

Afterwards, she thought about it for a while, and suddenly felt wrong.

That's not right, Jiang Huai won't let her touch even a finger, so what about the greed in the void?

She really carried a **** pot.

Jiang Huai arrived home, opened the door, the room was deserted, and the moonlight fell through the window.

There was almost no trace of life in the house. In the past, Jiang Huai stayed here on weekdays and seldom came back here. Perhaps to escape something, he didn't want to think of that memory, so he turned on the light silently.

After staying with her for almost a day, she went home suddenly.

Without the chattering in the girl's ear, the world seemed to be quiet.

The note Mingshuang wrote to him last time was kept in the drawer.

This can't be called a home.

The locust tree is in front of the window, without a new leaf, it is broken, ugly, and lifeless like this home.

Table items are also simple.

A paper straw, washed cleanly, was inserted into the empty pen holder. He stared at it for a while, then looked away.

In the vase next to it, there is a bunch of lilies that have withered. Even with careful care, the flowers have a limited bloom period and are now withered, with yellowed, wilted and curled petals.

The juvenile's slender fingers carefully touched the lily petals, rubbing them lightly and gently.

He still felt beautiful.

Perhaps, only under this circumstance can he settle down and be qualified to approach and touch.

After the weekend, Mingshuang went to school in a daze and was almost late again.

Fortunately, this day's homework is not heavy, the first session of the afternoon is physical education.

Mingshuang asked the teacher to ask for leave, and sat in the shade to rest, squinting at the classmates on the red plastic track not far away.

Soon, everyone disbanded, free activities.

Just after the lap, they were not allowed to go back to the classroom. Everyone began to gather in the shade of the tree, chatting in twos and threes, and some took out the word book or notes they had with them.

Mingshuang looked around and felt that it was so different from International. In the past, physical education classes were often dominated by basketball games. People like Jiang Qianzhang were in the limelight on the court. The girls around them cheered. A couple of young couples on the court were intimate. You give me water, and I wipe it for you. sweat.

Mingshuang is basically not interested, but it is completely gone now, and it has become a world of learning, which makes her a little uncomfortable.

In the hot summer, the sun was terrifying, she just wanted to drink water and sit, and didn't want to move at all.

She still had the notebook Jiang Huai gave her on her lap. Mingshuang narrowed her eyes, but she never thought that she would go to the countryside so quickly.

Speaking of Jiang Huai—she saw him in a blink of an eye.

Jiang Huai was very tall, almost 1.85 meters tall, but he was a little thin at the moment. But it can be seen that there is a well-born skeleton. He was also sweating, and because of the exercise, his usually pale complexion turned bloody. He stood there quietly, brushing his sweat-drenched forehead.

Mingshuang looked at him from a distance.

Jiang Huai didn't notice, Mingshuang watched him drink water, his Adam's apple rolled, his lips were red and moistened by water. This ordinary casual action fell on him, and it revealed a terrifying sexy.

Many girls around were looking at him.

Jiang Huai didn't realize it at all, until he saw Mingshuang smiling at him, Jiang Huai had been with her for a long time, and subconsciously thought the smile was weird.

Jiang Huai stopped moving and walked towards her.

"You continue to drink." Mingshuang said, "Why don't you drink?"

Jiang Huai, "…"

Mingshuang looked away.

"What's wrong?" She heard Jiang Huai ask her.

Mingshuang asked for leave from the very beginning, did not participate in the running, and had been resting under the tree.

Mingshuang said with an expressionless face, "I've come to Auntie."

Jiang Huai's feet suddenly stopped.

"Why are you blushing?" Mingshuang raised her eyes to see him, and immediately became interested. Maybe it was because he was too used to being teased by her before, and he wasn't blushing as easily as before.

His beautiful face was originally cold, and when he was not talking, his eyes were cold and cold, which made him particularly attractive. Mingshuang remembered his previous nickname, and she felt that she was right.

The teenager threw the bottle into the trash can without saying a word.

Mingshuang wanted to chase after him, but a few girls gathered under the tree, "Shuangshuang, is there anyone here?"

"No." Mingshuang sat back under the tree again.

There were too many people, and she didn't want to go to recruit Jiang Huai in front of so many years.

It's not that he is ashamed and thin-skinned, the main reason is that he doesn't want others to see him like this.

Wu Qingmiao and Chen Xuan also sat down under the tree and breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Jiang Huai leave, Mingshuang felt bored again and looked down at the notes.

"Shuangshuang, what kind of information is this?" Chen Xuan was very interested in what she was looking at. In the past, Mingshuang used to sleep and play with her mobile phone every day in the classroom. Now that she was studying, she couldn't help feeling very novel.

She looked over and was stunned. Wu Qingmiao was also stunned when he saw the notes on Mingshuang's knees.

Everyone knows Jiang Huai's calligraphy, which is very characteristic and beautiful, and his test papers are often circulated as model papers.

Wu Qingmiao and Chen Xuan looked at each other, they didn't say a word, and they couldn't understand why.

"Notes." Mingshuang didn't look up, but was still looking at it carefully.

The two walked away, Wu Qingmiao secretly bit her ears with Chen Xuan, "Jiang Huai, are you tutoring her?"

"It should be." Chen Xuan was also not sure.

Chen Xuan had seen Jiang Huai's notes once before - that time the head teacher wanted to borrow his notes to copy to the whole class and show them to a few classmates, but many people thought they couldn't understand them, so they finally gave up.

"It was written deliberately." Chen Xuan said quietly. Jiang Huai's notes are not like this, it is impossible to write such simple and detailed content.

The two did not continue this topic, and acquiesced in the fact that Jiang Huai should be tutoring her, and they could understand their family background.

…

"Jiang Huai. Jiang Huai." A voice came from his ear. It was a familiar girl's voice, crisp and tender.

The boy suddenly broke free from the dream.

Mingshuang frowned, feeling that something was wrong with Jiang Huai today. In a few days, Mingshuang has stepped up his studies and has not had much time to provoke Jiang Huai. Now that he is free, he has a look and thinks that something is wrong with him.

He had a nightmare.

It was a very common nightmare. From the age of ten to fourteen, Jiang Huai would fall into this long nightmare almost every night.

The woman's indifferent face, the complex footsteps, and the disgusting eyes of adults.

In the dream, he was still a little boy, only as long as the waist of the people passing by on the roadside.

"Don't call me mom," the woman said. "I'm not your mom."

"Get out." She looked down at him, her lips parted and closed, as if she was making the final sentence.

There is no place for him.

He seems to be the dirtiest **** that the world can't tolerate, tossed between hands, repeatedly abandoned.

…

Having been with Jiang Huai for a long time, Mingshuang can feel the slight emotional changes in him. Although his expression is usually dull, at the moment, it seems to be much worse than his daily emotions.

Mingshuang has never cared about others in her life - especially caring about a man who is not related to her by blood.

The eldest lady frowned, not knowing where to start.

"It's okay." She heard the young man's calm voice, with a faint hoarseness. He had calmed down his emotions, and basically people couldn't see anything.

Instead, she seemed unhappy yesterday.

Jiang Huai didn't know why.

After so many years, he was alone most of the time, his heart was frozen by himself, and even if he wanted to ask, he couldn't speak.

Mingshuang looked at his pale skin, with a touch of dark blue under her beautiful eyes, and her eyebrows wrinkled deeper and deeper.

With what she knew about Jiang Huai, she felt that Jiang Huai would not say what she asked.

Three days before the exam, Mingshuang stayed at home, wearing pajamas, all her hair up and tied into a big ball head.

She put the notebook on her lap and focused on memorizing the history.

again and again.

It was already dark outside the window, and when I looked out of the window, I saw only a few tiny stars dotted in the air.

Her mobile phone was thrown on the sheets beside her, and it stayed on Jiang Huai's chat history a few hours ago.

Mingshuang got up and poured a glass of water, and found that her legs were numb and her throat was so dry that she couldn't speak. Looking at the time, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

The problem is that it is not finished yet, it has to continue.

Miss Ming deeply felt that she had never suffered such pain in her life.

Mingshuang couldn't help it.

The girl brought the phone to her, couldn't help but mess around and typed words to Jiang Huai: "It's all your fault, I didn't sleep until I read the book so late, and you are not allowed to sleep either. 】

There was almost a second reply: [Okay. 】

Without reluctance, Mingshuang knew that Jiang Huai never lied in front of her, and did what he said.

If she wants to stay all night, Jiang Huai will stay with her all night.

Thinking of seeing his dark circles during the day, Mingshuang raised his eyes expressionlessly from the notes after a while.

She made a phone call and was quickly connected. She heard a gentle electric current, and then Jiang Huai's voice, very faint, "Mingshuang?"

After a minute, neither of them spoke, only the sound of breathing was heard.

Mingshuang was sullen, "Jiang Huai, go to sleep."

"Go to sleep quickly, don't have nightmares again." She remembered how he looked during the day.

"Then you can dream of me tonight." The girl said generously, "I approve."

…

She seemed to hear the young man's soft laughter on the other end of the phone, and she opened her eyes wide, thinking that she had heard it wrong.

Jiang Huai's voice was nice, but most of the time, he was not emotional at all, and there was no ups and downs. Mingshuang simply doubted his ears, "Jiang Huai, what are you doing?!"

She simply made a video call. Jiang Huai did not answer. Mingshuang lowered her eyes and saw that she was sitting on the bed dressed in cool clothes and disheveled. Thinking of Jiang Huai's character, she could only give up angrily.

Mingshuang gritted his teeth and wrote on the phone memo.

"Good or bad man, he must be deliberately seducing me to make me feel sorry for him."

She is such a selfish person, who cares whether he slept well or had nightmares.

"I won't be fooled."

The author says:

Xiao Huai is too attractive, fifteen gritted his teeth and refused to admit it.

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