MTL - Deliberately Contaminated-Chapter 43

At the turn of spring and summer, in May, the weather is getting hotter day by day, and the summer heat spreads silently. The countdown board in front of the blackboard for the college entrance examination has begun to reach the number starting with 2, and the atmosphere in the class is relaxed. Everyone knows the exam. The result has basically become a foregone conclusion, and more depends on the performance and state, but no longer so race against time.

It was completely dark, and in the interval between the evening self-study, the street lights beside the stadium were on, brightly lit and lively.

Ruan Yangfan said, "Let's play the last game, when the test is over, I don't think I'll see you again." He brought in a lot of people, and finally called the people from the second class directly, saying that they would play the last match, and then The next competition is the college entrance examination.

Many students in Class 1 and Class 2 who have obtained recommended places through various channels, now come to school basically just to play. Feng Hong saw that there were more than ten empty seats in the self-study class at night. When she asked, she knew she was going to play, so she turned one eye and closed the other. She just asked Jiang Huai to watch over and told them not to go out to safety. problem.

"Why don't you go and have a look." Lin Shu said, pulling Ming Shuang, "There's no shortage of time anyway."

Mingshuang threw the pen away. She was writing, and the more she wrote, the worse she felt. She felt that the water from the pen was not smooth, and the paper was covered in ink. She simply said, "Go."

She glanced at the back of the classroom, Jiang Huai's seat was empty, Mingshuang was so addicted to doing the quiz just now that she didn't notice where he went.

Chen Xuan whispered, "The class leader was called down by the teacher to watch those playing."

After that day, she always felt that Jiang Huai was not the kind of person who would do such a thing. So I thought about it and thought that Mingshuang and Jiang Huai should have been dating behind the scenes, but it was because the college entrance examination was not made public.

Mingshuang sighed.

Her relationship with Jiang Huai has eased a little. However, Jiang Huai did not say good or bad about her remarks about falling in love after the college entrance examination. Later, Mingshuang asked him a question, he would answer it, and then hung up the phone quickly, not even looking at him, let alone the good night service.

It wouldn't be that Jiang Huai was really made to dislike her by her.

Mingshuang thought casually, but it didn't matter that way. She felt that Jiang Huai had been thoroughly understood by her in her life, and even thought that his cold and frosty appearance at first was more interesting.

Mingshuang followed Chen Xuan and swallowed the stairs slowly.

The stadium was very noisy, and Mingshuang saw Jiang Huai at a glance. He stood out in the crowd. In Mingshuang's impression, he was a very quiet boy, always spotless and isolated. Therefore, seeing Jiang Huai moving in the crowd felt a little novel.

It's a pity that Mingshuang only took a look at the stadium, Jiang Huai stopped playing, threw the ball to Yang Gu, and ended up without a word.

Mingshuang, "..." Why, others can see it, but I can't see it.

"Alright, alright, change." Ruan Yangfan shouted. Jiang Huai was forced by them, because Yang Gu sneaked out of the school gate to order cakes, and their class was young, so they had to pull Jiang Huai over. Now that Yang Gu is back, Jiang Huai will never accompany them again. together.

There are many people on the side of the court. Jiang Huai wears black sports wristbands, covering his fair and thin wrists. The white school uniform is attached to the boy's tall and broad back, and the warm yellow light is shining, and the thin waist is extended. Outline the ambiguous arc.

Mingshuang sat on the scaffolding beside the stadium and looked at him with a smile on her face.

"Here." Mingshuang held a bottle of ice water and smiled sweetly at him, "Are you tired?"

Jiang Huai didn't pick it up and ignored her. The black hair fell down on the boy's forehead, slightly longer, covering his eyebrows, adding a sense of mystery and gloom to his cold temperament.

I don't know who coaxed, "The school flower is here too."

Mingshuang is generous, beautiful and rich. She is a well-known person wherever she goes, but she is a slender type. There is a girl who is over 1.7 meters in this art class. The school flower of this level is attached.

Mingshuang personally delivered the water, who could still enjoy this kind of service. The people around felt that Jiang Huai was worthy of Jiang Huai, and they could refuse this.

Mingshuang was not embarrassed, she withdrew her hand and gave the water to someone else, "Okay, if you don't want it, then I'll give it to someone else."

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Jiang Huai took the water away, twisted it open and took a sip, but still ignored her and didn't smile.

When he wasn't smiling, he really had a kind of frosty, spotless beauty.

Mingshuang, "..." The temper is quite arrogant, not just hugging other boys in front of him, and wondering what happened to her, and there are people who meet face-to-face or kiss directly on the cheek in foreign countries. **** off.

Jiang Huai is fine with everything, but she doesn't like the fact that she wants to be too monopolistic. He has her in his heart, but asks her to do the same, isn't it difficult for a strong man? It's impossible to be completely equal in love. Whoever loves more deeply is the loser in love.

Mingshuang is free, hates being restrained, loves the new and hates the old and changes, and treats everyone the same.

The two of them were standing and sitting one by one. They both had first-class good looks, but there was an indescribably strange atmosphere between them.

Class 2 classmates who had been in several competition classes before knew Jiang Huai, and He Jinsong was also there. Seeing Mingshuang, he greeted her, "Have you considered your volunteer?"

Mingshuang said generously, "Thank you for the advice you gave me last time. I plan to apply to Beijing Airlines later, but it depends on whether the college entrance examination scores can be obtained."

He Jinsong wiped his glasses, "It's definitely possible, I believe in you."

Mingshuang can chat with everyone. Jiang Huai threw the empty bottle into the trash can and made a clanging sound. He Jinsong greeted him, always feeling that Jiang Huai was in a bad mood. His emotions are very restrained, which can make people feel in a bad mood. Obviously, his real mood is already extremely bad.

At about ten o'clock, everyone finished the game, sang a birthday song to Yang Gu on the side of the court, and held a birthday party in the dark.

Yang Gu is the youngest in the class, he will take the college entrance exam soon, and he will only have his eighteenth birthday.

Yang Gu cut open the cake and distributed it to others.

Jiang Huai shook his head, "Don't eat it. Happy birthday to you." He didn't eat sweet things very much, especially cakes.

Mingshuang took a few bites with a fork, then suddenly reached out and dipped in the cream, and smeared Jiang Huai's face, who was standing beside him.

He had just washed his face, and there were still water droplets on his skin and black hair, and she suddenly smeared cream on his face.

The boy's skin is extremely white, and the white cream is applied, and it is not even indistinguishable from his skin color. Mingshuang saw that he finally couldn't hold back his indifferent expression, the whole person froze, and couldn't help laughing.

She knew that Jiang Huai had an obsession with cleanliness, but she always thought it was very fun to get dirty with him.

The girl sat on the scaffolding beside her. She was wearing a white skirt, but she was not afraid of getting dirty at all. Under the skirt, she showed a pair of excessively white legs, which she showed generously to the people around her.

"Why do you want to be so clean?" Mingshuang tilted her head and smiled at him, "Sometimes I really want to make your face muddy."

Jiang Huai didn't say a word, her long eyelashes trembled, and she pursed her lips tightly.

"Jiang Huai, do you want it?" Wu Qingmiao came over with a cake and a clean towel in her hand. She glanced at Ming Shuang, and obviously felt that she was a bit too much. For some reason, she always likes to bully Jiang Huai, which is a typical example. The image of the evil lady.

Mingshuang was unhappy now, and the smile disappeared. If Jiang Huai dared to take it, she would probably have an attack on the spot.

The young man said lightly, "No need."

Mingshuang pulled out a stack of wet wipes from her bag, and wanted to reach out to wipe it for him. Jiang Huai was tall, so he gave in a little, but did not let her touch it, but took the wipes.

Mingshuang didn't let go, "What's wrong with your hand?"

She has always liked Jiang Huai's beautiful hands. They were as perfect as jade. They looked particularly good when holding a pen, but at the moment there were several Band-Aids on her knuckles.

Mingshuang frowned, but Jiang Huai still pulled her hand back. Avoiding her hand, he dryly dried the cream on his face.

After that day, he really wouldn't let her touch it.

Mingshuang, "..." She was a little unhappy.

Jiang Huai picked up his schoolbag and went back to the dormitory, without saying goodbye.

Okay, Jiang Huai, it's up to you.

She stood up slowly and stared at the boy's back, but a smile appeared on her face.

When she finishes the exam, she will have a way to deal with him. For today's matter, she will let Jiang Huai return the money with profit.

When Mingshuang returned home, he unexpectedly met two people.

Ming Licheng went home, but he was in the Jiang family's car, and the person with him turned out to be Jiang Rucong.

Ming Licheng got down from the back seat, Jiang Rufang was on crutches, and the two were talking.

Mingshuang saw him before, most of the time he was in a wheelchair, covering his legs with a cloth, but this was the first time he saw Jiang Rufang on crutches.

He is tall and tall, but thin, with a slightly curved back and slender bones. He talks to Ming Licheng with a slight smile on his face.

Mingshuang knew that Jiang Rucong saw her early in the morning. He leaned against the door of his house with his arms folded, watching him talk to Ming Licheng.

She just finished arguing with Jiang Huai, and now she sees Jiang Rucong, for some reason, she is not in a good mood.

"Go to bed early when you come back." Ming Licheng saw Mingshuang standing at the door with a schoolbag on his back.

"I have a few words with her." Jiang Rucong smiled.

Ming Licheng was obviously confused and didn't know how they met.

"I met at a party last time." Jiang Rucong said with a smile, "Uncle, your daughter is very good, and our family likes her very much."

His daughter was praised. Although it might be a compliment, Ming Licheng was in a good mood when he heard it.

"What do you have to do with me?" Mingshuang held her arms and looked uninterested.

"Are you quarreling again?" Jiang Rucong smiled.

Mingshuang was startled. In front of Ming Licheng, she didn't know what Jiang Rucong's next sentence was, and why she was going crazy. Sure enough, seeing Ming Licheng frowning and staring at them, "What are you arguing about?"

"We quarreled a few times at the last banquet." Mingshuang lied without blinking. "Dad, it's already been said. It was a misunderstanding at the time. I saw him in a wheelchair and asked a few more questions out of curiosity."

Ming Shuang's open mouth, Ming Licheng knew it, and said a few words to her on the spot, "Little girl, be more polite to people in the future, and don't speak so aggressively."

"Okay, I see." Mingshuang said.

"Dad, I'm going to take him back." Mingshuang pushed Jiang Rucong out. He is a big man, so tall, but he didn't expect it to be so light. Mingshuang pushed Jiang Rucong so hard that he almost pushed Jiang Rucong to the ground.

Jiang Rucong just smiled and said goodbye to Ming Licheng.

Mingshuang frowned.

"You quarrel with him, he is very uncomfortable." Jiang Rucong said, "He likes you very much. If you ignore him, he will go crazy."

Mingshuang said, "You figure out who is ignoring who."

Isn't Jiang Huai throwing a tantrum now?

"Xiao Huai's first love, you let him order it." Jiang Ruzong said, "Anyway, it will be dumped later, right?"

He imagined that scene, and even smiled slightly, "I'm looking forward to seeing that day."

What a lunatic. Mingshuang raised her eyebrows, half-smiling, "You call him Xiaohuai?"

How could she not know when Jiang Huai and Jiang Rucong became so close.

Under the light, the more she looked at Jiang Rucong, the more she felt like Jiang Huai. The dark hair and eyebrows, and the skin that is so white that there is no blood, but Jiang Rucong is a little gloomy, and Jiang Huai is more cold and pure.

"Call it casually." Jiang Rucong said, "A name is not always a code name."

"A small gift for you." Jiang Rucong said, he raised his hand and tossed it, it was a cloth bag.

Mingshuang caught it, poured out the contents, and saw that there was a very delicate wood carving inside.

A lifelike white dove with wings ready to fly, carved out of wood of unknown material, held in his hand, heavy and smooth. Mingshuang likes birds very much, and likes that they can fly freely in the sky, unrestrained, and challenge the highest places.

"Do you like it?" Jiang Rucong asked.

Mingshuang glanced at the distant night sky, and suddenly said to Jiang Rucong, "In my next life, I also want to be a bird."

She loves the sky, loves the ocean, and loves all things deep, uncertain, and challenging. Therefore, once she fully understands a thing, she will feel bored. She always has so many novel ideas. Fortunately, she has the capital and can live completely for herself.

"But why pigeons?" Mingshuang frowned.

Still a little pigeon. She felt that she had nothing to do with pigeons.

"Someone thinks you are, in his heart." Jiang Rufang's lips twitched.

Mingshuang said, "What did you do?" Jiang Rucong used to lock himself in his room and do all kinds of strange woodworking work. This is a rumor Mingshuang has heard before, but it is the first The first time I saw his finished product.

Jiang Rucong smiled, "You think so."

This person's words will always make people confused, Mingshuang frowned, too lazy to pay attention to him, "you go quickly."

"You don't need to worry about me and him in the future." She said yin and yang, "he likes me like this, it's none of your business."

Mingshuang went home and saw that Ming Licheng was still waiting for her in the living room. He called Mingshuang over, "Do you know what happened to the Jiang family yesterday?"

Mingshuang, "?"

"I came back from their house, and Ru Zong also told me some of the things I inquired about."

Mingshuang immediately responded, "Jiang Qianzhang?"

"What's up with him?"

Ming Licheng said vaguely, "Something happened."

Fortunately, Ming Xiao and the others are still worry-free, the Ming family does not have such a second-generation ancestor.

Last night Jiang Qianzhang and his new girlfriend were sleeping out. Unexpectedly, the girl stepped on two boats, and she actually had a boyfriend. The two were approached by her boyfriend in the hotel. Jiang Qianzhang called a bunch of people and sent the boyfriend to the hospital. Unexpectedly, his boyfriend was also a person with a background. Because he needed to rely on the funds of the Jiang family, he swallowed his anger.

Jiang Chengting asked Jiang Qianzhang to kneel outside for a day. Bai Qing was crying at home, causing a lot of trouble.

Ming Licheng felt that this matter was not suitable for Mingshuang to hear, but his evaluation of Jiang Qianzhang plummeted. Later, he still had the idea of ​​marrying the Jiang family, but now the two children, one dandy and the other lame, are not suitable for him.

"The child Qian Zhang is not like his father at all." Ming Licheng said.

His grades are messed up, and his private life is messed up at such a young age. Jiang Chengting's private life has been very clean all these years. Not only has he managed the Jiang family's enterprises in an orderly manner, he is a professor at Tanju University, and he has made a lot of academic achievements over the years.

one day ago.

Jiang's house, Jiang Chengting's study door was closed.

Jiang Qianzhang's face was pale, and he was drinking a bowl of porridge, while Bai Qing looked at the son with red eyes.

"Mom, am I my father's biological child?" Jiang Qianzhang asked hoarsely.

He had seen the photo of that wild species, but it was eight-point similar to Jiang Chengting, which made him completely unacceptable.

The old man of the Jiang family has gone, and Jiang Chengting is the actual person in power. Basically, it can be said that Jiang Chengting has the final say in this family.

Bai Qing frowned, "Of course, what are you thinking about?"

After Jiang Qianzhang finished drinking the porridge, his heart was still filled with gas. He pushed open the door and went out. He looked up and saw the young man.

Jiang Huai was tall and slender, standing in the corridor. Jiang Qianzhang passed him by, Jiang Huai didn't seem to take him and tonight's things into his heart at all, and he didn't even take Jiang Qianzhang in his eyes.

"You wait." Jiang Qianzhang was ruthless.

"Everything will be mine in the end." His face was a little distorted, "You don't even want to take a penny away."

Jiang Huai just lowered his eyes and glanced at him, "As you like." His eyes are very dark, although he is not old, but there is an innate demeanor in his demeanor.

What Jiang Qianzhang hated the most was his arrogant appearance, who seemed to ignore them at all.

"Wild species." Jiang Qianzhang said hoarsely, his eyes were scarlet.

Jiang Huai passed him by.

Jiang Rucong was in his room, looking down at a wooden sculpture. He just heard the conversation completely, "Before you mature, this kind of thing will only happen more in the future."

Jiang Huai said nothing.

"Do you know that there are three brothers in the Jiang family?" Jiang Ruzong said slowly, "I found it when I was looking for the genealogy."

The Jiang family is different from the Ming family. It was not in Tancheng in the past, but moved here later. Therefore, they return to Wucheng to worship their ancestors once a year. Jiang's children.

Jiang Rucong said, "Originally, the genealogy was not allowed to be photographed, but no one cared about me being a lame person, so I secretly took a picture."

"Jiang Chengmo, just my dad. He died when he was forty-five years old. He had Asperger's syndrome before his death." Jiang Ruzong said, "Your dad, Jiang Chengting, has lung cancer now."

"You said, does our home look like a disease exhibition hall." Jiang Rucong smiled.

Jiang Huai ignored his words, zoomed in on the photo, and saw a line of small characters next to Jiang Chengting from the previous generation.

"Jiang Chengyu." He read the name out, "Your uncle?"

"It's also your uncle, the third brother of Xing, who died very early." Jiang Ruzong nodded, "Before he died, he said he was going to become a monk, and his incense was cut off like that."

Jiang Huai looked at him silently.

Jiang Rucong knew that he was smart enough to understand the implication, so he didn't continue to say more.

"However, this is all my guess." Jiang Rucong said.

The Jiang family's mansion is old, and the mountains and rains are about to come. Jiang Rucong said, "I don't remember very clearly what happened when I was a child."

"However, after knowing that my leg could never be saved, I began to feel that everything was boring." Jiang Rucong said, "When I was in my third year of high school, a girl said she liked me, but I showed her my leg. After that, she scared away."

Jiang Huai only liked Mingshuang, and he was not sensible before, but he never encountered such a situation.

However, he remembered his humble and concealed background in front of her, and looked at Jiang Rucong's legs with a complicated look in his eyes.

"So sometimes." The man smiled and looked at Jiang Huai, "I'll be jealous of you too."

Jiang Rucong handed him the chisel in his hand and circled his room, "Don't you think that only these have eternal beauty, and they will never abandon you and love you forever."

This is what Jiang Huai pursues.

He hopes that Mingshuang's eyes can stay on him forever, that he loves her as much as he does, that he can always be by his side, and that he is the only one.

But at the same time, he also clearly understood that this could only be an extravagant hope.

In Jiang Rucong's house, there are all kinds of wood carvings, with different shapes, human figures and animals, each of which is lifelike.

Jiang Huai stretched out his hand to pick up a wooden sculpture. When Jiang Rucong saw the dense scars on his fair wrist when he raised his hand, Jiang Huai did not cover his wrist.

"Pain can stimulate people." Jiang Rucong said, "There are also tobacco, alcohol and sex. I know you don't touch the latter three."

The young man was holding the wooden sculpture and suddenly said to him, "Teach me."

Jiang Huai learned everything very quickly, and Jiang Rucong couldn't help but praise him. He stayed up all night and sat there all night. Jiang Rucong saw blood dripping from his white fingertips, Jiang Huai's hand was scratched and blood was shed, but he didn't care, and he didn't seem to feel the pain.

The young man was completely self-absorbed, with a straight back, sitting in the morning light, his eyes still on the wooden sculpture in his hand.

He lowered his eyelashes, his attention was all on his hands, and he seemed extremely gentle and focused. Jiang Rucong felt that he was looking at him with such eyes, and it was estimated that even a woman would be hard to resist.

Jiang Rucong wanted to say something.

Jiang Huai spoke first, "Don't tell her that you did it."

"What's the point?" Jiang Rucong said, "Then what's the point of you doing this? Self-motivated?"

Jiang Huai shook her head and said lightly, "I shouldn't have such a good relationship with you."

Jiang Rucon laughed, "Are you still afraid that she will find out who you are? What's wrong with being the young master of the Jiang family? Maybe she will become you in the future."

Jiang Huai didn't say a word.

He is only eighteen now, and he is still pure in emotional matters. He hopes that what Mingshuang likes is himself, regardless of background. I don't want her to look down on him because of his complicated background.

At this time, Jiang Huai fell in love with a person for the first time. She cherished it very much, and was careful. She wanted to give her the best in the world and everything she had.

"Whatever you want." Jiang Rucong said.

The first love is always like this, and after being hurt by a woman a few times, you will understand.

Jiang Huai is not that stupid. Sooner or later, he will change. When he matures, grows into a man, and truly becomes the head of the Jiang family, his very possessiveness and unscrupulous madness can be suppressed. Do you live?

The author says:

Wait for the next two.

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