wanton in his heart

Chapter 2

Jiang Mengzhu murmured vaguely, listening to her continue talking nonsense.

Yu Qingqing loves to act coquettishly at her: "Oh, Mengmeng, Mengmengmeng, you are the best, Mengmeng, I will buy you your favorite book another day..."

Jiang Mengzhu didn't listen carefully to what he said next.

Well, Jiang Mengzhu simply sent a copy of his homework to Yu Qingqing, then threw away the phone and lay on his back on the bed.

Facing the treetops outside the window, I stayed for a while.

Suddenly, Jiang Mengzhu raised his elbows, pointed to the outline of the branches on the window with his fingers, and outlined a vague profile.

It's like the boy who was sitting just now.

She thought about it...

really not bad.

It's her type.

Hahaha.

Feeling like an idiot, half a minute later she shyly put down her hands, turned over with a smile, and continued reading.
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Half an hour passed.

When Jiang Mengzhu went downstairs again, the living room was already empty.She was fascinated by the book just now, but she completely forgot that she had to go downstairs to drink water.

She knew that Li Mingzhu had gone back to the study, Li Mengxi was in the room, and Jiang Jiang was in the school. He is a university professor. Every day in school, he either leads students to do experiments or guides students to write papers. As long as he wants to be busy, he will be busy. of.

It just so happened that Jiang Jiang had a conflict with Li Mingzhu recently, so Jiang Jiang simply went to live in the school.

that--

"Where's the guest?" She asked while drinking water.

The aunt said they just left 5 minutes ago.

Jiang Mengzhu snorted.

I feel a little lost.

There were a lot of messages on the phone. Jiang Mengzhu pulled out the chair and sat down, holding the phone up and replying. Auntie saw that she was busy, so she took care of her own affairs.

After waiting for 10 minutes, Jiang Mengzhu rubbed his neck, and suddenly asked, "Auntie, by the way, do you remember the boy's name just now?"

Jiang Mengzhu narrowed her eyes playfully, pretending to try to remember.

"What's it called? Nie Zeyuan?"

Auntie: "Yes, you have a good memory, and your memory is correct. I saw that Mr. Nie asked him to come here."

Jiang Mengzhu nodded, "I just listened to it, and I heard it."

Afraid that Li Mingzhu would know, Jiang Mengzhu didn't seem to care much on the surface, but in fact, she was paying attention to what her aunt said in her heart.

The aunt wiped it with a rag in her hand, and after a few wipes, she suddenly remembered something, and said, "Oh, that boy, the wife said that the school he seems to transfer to is your school."

"yes."

She knew that, in fact, Jiang Mengzhu had heard it a long time ago, but she just had to pretend that she didn't know and didn't care.

But I heard the aunt nodded and continued: "The class I transferred to seems to be the class next to yours."

Jiang Mengzhu's fingertips sliding on the wall of the cup suddenly paused.She asked, "Class [-], Grade [-]?"

Aunt said yes.

Jiang Mengzhu said oh again, pursed her lips, a little at a loss, Jiang Mengzhu thought, wouldn't she be a classmate in the next class from now on?

What's going on with a little joy.

He licked his lower lip.

She heard her aunt say again: "I listened to them in the afternoon. The boy's grades should be very good, so he can enter the first class? It's a pity that he offered to go to the second class. The wife was also very satisfied, so she agreed to let him go to the second class."

Jiang Mengzhu was a little surprised: "Ah? Why did he take the initiative to go to the second class?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's because I think it's hard to get into class one, so I think it's the same in any class. Besides, class two is also a very good class. If he's strong enough, he's no worse than class one, right? .”

The aunt just pretended to be a simple chat, and talked to Jiang Mengzhu while wiping the counter there.

Jiang Mengzhu murmured, "It makes sense." It was true, she smiled.

Furthermore, although Class [-] of each grade in Hucheng is good, they may not all be big bosses. For example, she is not good at physics and has serious partial subjects, so she is just a rookie.

It was noon.

Jiang Mengzhu leaned lazily on the chair, narrowed his eyes, enjoying the warmth of the sun.

Auntie packed up the last things and left, leaving Jiang Mengzhu alone at the restaurant.

There was no one else, so Jiang Mengzhu stopped pretending.

The sun passed through the treetops and hit the floor-to-ceiling windows not far away. The sun was shining outside and it was drowsy weather.

"...Oh, that's not right." Jiang Mengzhu turned his head quickly, holding his chin in deep thought.

"Why did my mother express her satisfaction because he took the initiative to go to the second class?"

"Aren't the number of people in class one and class two the same?"

"Isn't it? It's because I'm afraid that people will climb up our family."

Jiang Mengzhu pushed away the chair and stood up, squinting his eyes thoughtfully.

Well, it's possible.
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In the next half month, Li Mingzhu and Li Mengxi seldom went home, and Jiang Mengzhu was at ease alone.

I heard from Li Mengxi that there is something wrong with Li's company's finances, and Li Mingzhu is talking to people, so he may be very busy in the future.

busy?Jiang Mengzhu smiled lightly, when are they not busy?

But it was really worse in the past few days. When they came back, Jiang Mengzhu fell asleep. When they went out, Jiang Mengzhu was usually still in the room and didn't wake up.

After half a month, I haven't seen much.

One day, while drinking a glass of orange juice, Jiang Mengzhu came downstairs, just in time to see her aunt close the door, with a large box of peaches at her feet.

Putting down the cup, Jiang Mengzhu's curious eyes flickered: "Who gave this?"

The aunt said that it was the father and son who came to the house to look for Li Mingzhu last time—the son just brought it here, no, he just left.

Jiang Mengzhu paused, son, "Isn't that..."

"It's the boy you asked me about last time. He's tall and thin, he doesn't like to talk, and he's a little..."

The gloomy one, before she finished speaking, the auntie watched Jiang Mengzhu run out regardless of her image.

"Hey Second Miss!"

Running to the green path outside the villa, he didn't see that familiar figure. When Jiang Mengzhu was lost, he turned his head and found something moving in the grass on the other side.

It seems to be the sound of a cat.

Jiang Mengzhu stepped forward, and gradually, as her eyes moved closer, the person she was looking for also came into view.

Far away.

But Jiang Mengzhu frowned, and recognized him at a glance, it was him!
Here, the kitten whimpered weakly.

Nie Zeyuan looked at the stray cat looking like it was dying, and there was no wave on his face, and he didn't make any movements.

His expression was also cold.

But after a long time, after it let out another low cry, he sighed a long time, still tore off a piece of his washed white T-shirt cuff, lifted the little black cat's leg to bandage it .

Nie Zeyuan, the slightest bit of your unbearable heart is ultimately because you saw your former self, isn't it?

He chuckled.

One arm was half exposed. After wrapping, Nie Zeyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, got up, squeezed his fists, and made up his mind to ignore it.

On the other side, see him go.

Jiang Mengzhu stepped forward curiously, but saw a wounded stray cat, swarthy from head to toe, with only a pair of glass bead-like eyes staring at her.

(End of this chapter)