MTL - Deliberately Contaminated-Chapter 33

The day before yesterday, Xu Duanduan asked Ming Shuang to go ice skating.

Xu Duanduan asked, "how is it, has the handsome guy won it?"

Mingshuang was not angry, "Take a ghost."

Can you imagine? So far, their closest contact is still a hug. Jiang Huai didn't know if it was too pure, or deliberately pretending to be pure. Would a man behave like this when he likes a person? Jiang Huai is an 18-year-old male high school student. Mingshuang doesn't know if he is too unattractive, or if there is something wrong with Jiang Huai.

Xu Duanduan gave a thumbs up and suddenly exclaimed, "I can't tell, he's quite a man."

She remembered Jiang Huai's appearance, looked clean, handsome and taciturn, with a pure appearance, she did not expect to be so good at fishing.

It has been almost half a year since Mingshuang transferred to Tanfu last year. Mingshuang's interest in a man can be maintained for so long, and it is still based on the premise of no development.

Mingshuang, "I think it's outrageous myself."

Jiang Huai is also the first time she has made many breakthroughs here. Mingshuang never cared about a man's thoughts before, and was criticized by others as being extremely selfish and cold-blooded.

She has done many things. Including asking the suitor to go out to dinner, because he suddenly didn’t want to eat, he wasted the seat he reserved for a month, and made people wait there until midnight, and then she compensated for the meal three times, without explaining a word, and offered to never again. gone. Yesterday, she casually said that she liked hooking, which made people think about it for a whole night. The next day, she came to confess, but she rejected her fiercely.

When she says she changes, she changes, and when she opens her mouth, she speaks.

Mingshuang didn't think she was a good person. If she was Jiang Huai, she would never have anything to do with her.

In front of Jiang Huai, she tried her best to do so, but she felt uncomfortable in her heart many times, and she couldn't help but care about his feelings occasionally.

When Xu Duanduan said this, she raised a little bit of vigilance in her heart.

At that time, Bie Jiang Huai didn't catch it, and she fell into it herself, and it became the funniest thing in the world. Mingshuang believed that she would not.

That night, Jiang Huai said goodbye to Mingshuang for school.

Mingshuang went home with anger and aggrieved, and then it really was like this. It was not until a few days before the start of school that she slowly sent him a text message and asked him to meet at school.

Jiang Huai's own life is also very busy. He is about to take the college entrance examination. He put his part-time work into the winter vacation to finish, and then he quit. After the college entrance examination, if there is no accident, he will leave the city.

Jiang Huai didn't know what Mingshuang was doing recently. The girl's snow-white and delicate skin had dark circles under her eyes, and she looked like she wasn't sleeping well. Seeing Jiang Huai looking at her, she pretended to be a little fierce, "Don't look."

The boy pursed his lips, "What's wrong with you?"

Mingshuang said, "I think about you, I can't sleep, brother."

Jiang Huai, "..." His ears were slightly red, even though he knew that at least seven of the eight sentences in Mingshuang's mouth were false, he didn't let it go so calmly.

Mingshuang looked sideways at the little flying dragon hanging beside Jiang Huai's schoolbag, and snorted softly.

Jiang Huai only saw that on the right side of her schoolbag, there is also an identical style hanging on it. Jiang Huai's is pure white, hers is pure black, and the corners of her lips are slightly curved.

The two walked on the road like this, Mingshuang found an excuse, saying that there was a problem that he didn't understand, and asked Jiang Huai to go out and study with her. He thought he would be embarrassed after what happened that day, but he didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

Mingshuang said, "My dad may go home today."

When she saw Jiang Huai's footsteps, her tone was somewhat provocative, "Do you still dare to go?"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Huai was still indifferent, "I went to read a book."

Mingshuang was choked on the contrary, Jiang Huai's ruthless appearance was the most difficult time for her, and she didn't like it at all.

Jiang Huai is very attentive in his work, and when he says reading, he really reads, and is quiet.

Mingshuang made great progress at the end of last year. For the first time, he squeezed into the top half of the class. According to the current scores, it is no problem to have a good book for the domestic college entrance examination, but there are still some famous schools that are far from Ming Licheng’s requirements. gap. Mingshuang has a stubborn personality. She doesn't believe that there are things she can't do. She has been reading books at home after the year.

Xu Tianbai and the others didn't know why she was working so hard. Lu Cuo felt sorry for her and told her not to stay up late. The way to go abroad had already been arranged, and Lu Cuo planned to go out to exchange at that time, and she could still be with her. Meet.

No one understands what Mingshuang is in trouble with, but she is stubborn and stubborn, and the eight cows can't be pulled back, and no one can convince her to change her mind.

Perhaps it was Jiang Huai who infected her, and she also calmed down, seriously writing a mathematical simulation paper.

The door of the study suddenly opened with a creak. It was the raccoon cat raised by Mingshuang. It walked in briskly. However, without looking for Mingshuang, it jumped onto the teenager's lap lightly. down.

Mingshuang's eyes widened.

Isn't that her cat? Why does she stick to Jiang Huai when she walks in? Is this justified? Because opposites attract?

Jiang Huai looked down at the raccoon cat, and reached out to gently stroke its back. Jiang Huai's way of stroking the cat was unexpectedly good. His articulated fingers stroked the cat's back with moderate force, and his drooping eyebrows didn't look so cold, but rather gentle.

In fact, he didn't have the temperament that was like ice and snow in front of outsiders. In front of her, he showed more and more the appearance of a gentle and beautiful teenager.

The kitten let out a squishy cry, apparently feeling very comfortable.

Mingshuang couldn't stand it anymore, she stood up and jumped up to grab the cat, "Jiang Huai, you seduce it."

Certainly not the cat's fault.

"Meow." However, the raccoon cat jumped away briskly.

Mingshuang jumped in the air and fell directly into Jiang Huai's arms. Those slender hands stabilized her in time, Mingshuang climbed up, and Jiaoli rebuked him coquettishly, "You still take advantage of me, Jiang Huai, you Lustful, cats and people are not spared, right?"

Jiang Huai, "..." The girl flung herself into his arms in a small soft ball. The sweet fragrance was particularly obvious. The young man's ears were slightly red. He tried not to touch her other position and helped her up. .

Mingshuang has a strong possessiveness towards what she owns, so at Ming's house, no one else would touch the cat, and they all turned away when they saw it. Unexpectedly, Jiang Huai would be as good as her cat as soon as she came up. We went together, and the cat seemed to enjoy it very much.

But she just said it, but she wasn't so disgusted.

Mingshuang gave herself an explanation for this in her heart, because she thought Jiang Huai was hers, and the cat was also hers, so she would not feel excluded.

Right now, her two possessions are getting along pretty well, Mingshuang figured it out, so she didn't bother to say anything.

"There are only three months before the college entrance examination. How many points I can get depends on your ability." Mingshuang said, "Mr. Xiaojiang." She deliberately lengthened the tone.

Jiang Huai packed up his textbooks, "I'll go to the bookstore."

Mingshuang has been studying for so long, and she just wants to sleep in a warm place lazily. She immediately gets down on the ground and throws the pen, "Go ahead."

She's like a kitten, especially when she yawns, she's not close to people, she likes to nap, and she's arrogant.

The boy's lips lifted slightly.

In the bookstore, he picked out a good book for her. The twilight was all around, and it was almost evening. Mingshuang should still be asleep. He sent her a message, but there was no reply.

On the first floor of the bookstore, when Jiang Huai was checking out, he ran into a man pushing a wheelchair.

The man looked like he was twenty-five or six years old, with black hair and black eyes, a handsome thin face, and he held four or five books in his hand.

Jiang Huai was about to leave, but the man's wheelchair stopped.

Jiang Rucong straight to the point, "Are you Jiang Huai?"

The boy stopped.

"You are very similar to your mother." He looked at the boy's face, and old memories emerged. At that time, Jiang Ruzong was about eight or nine years old, and he already remembered things.

"My name is Jiang Rucong." The man said, "It should be your cousin."

The coffee area on the third floor of the bookstore.

The young man was tall and straight, but his expression was indifferent. He said lightly, "If you want to tell me to go back, there is no need to continue."

"I have nothing to do with the Jiang family." He said, "I didn't have it before, and I won't have it in the future."

"Then why do you have this surname?" Jiang Rucong said.

This surname was left to him by Yu Yan. Jiang Huai thought about changing it completely, but in the end he didn't do anything. He was a person with no roots and no foundation, and his surname was not important to him anymore.

"You shouldn't be aware of the current situation of the Jiang family." Jiang Rucong took a sip of mocha.

"Twenty years from now, if you can replace them." He smiled, "It would be very good."

The dark and rotten big family is like a huge machine. These unqualified parts will be eliminated one by one, leaving only the best qualified products.

"Your mother was pregnant before marriage." Jiang Rucong said softly, "I cut off contact with my hometown and took you to live in Tancheng. He gave you the surname Jiang, but he did not admit that you were her son."

Jiang Huai's expression didn't change, he just looked at him quietly and coldly. The unbearable parts of these memories were presented like this, but he was very calm and seemed to be listening to other people's stories.

"My leg is broken, the doctor said, it's congenital, and it won't get better in my life." Jiang Ruzong said, "But, do you know how it broke."

"And you and Jiang Qianzhang, who is bigger and who is smaller, do you want to know." The man said with a smile, "I have always been curious."

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Mingshuang slept at home and her cheeks were flushed.

"Jiang Huai?" She felt like Jiang Huai was back, and called out his name sticky.

The scent was a familiar scent to him.

Like a real cat, she entangled him tightly, and the boy was still carrying the cold air from outside. Something cold stuck to her lips, and then, on her cheeks, the boy lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in his arms.

Lu Cuo's phone rang, his eyes swept indifferently, and he didn't mean to answer.

Three months left.

His fingers fondled the girl's cheeks and lips.

When Mingshuang woke up, Jiang Huai had already left, and Ming Licheng didn't go home.

On the table were the new reference book he bought for her and a handwriting left by Jiang Huai. The handwriting was very nice. It was probably her homework and some topic analysis.

"Shuangshuang." He wrote a lot, but Mingshuang only saw the first two words at a glance.

She was lying on the table in dissatisfaction, her lips slightly raised.

Jiang Huai, why call her that.

The raccoon cat jumped onto her lap again, meowing, and when it was time to feed, Mingshuang picked it up and tapped her finger on its head, "He has no conscience, what's so good about him."

The author says:

When Xiao Huai wrote it down, he automatically omitted my two words. I thought so in my heart.

This man is actually a hidden sullen and sulky, and he has not been excavated yet.

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