He raised his head for too long, and when he looked straight, Meng Tang felt dizzy for a moment.
She held on to the blessing tree and looked at Wei Chuan: "Why are you here?"
Wei Chuan took a deep breath and explained: "The day you told me that we became friends, my second sister came back from the army." I made a fuss to find you, but my dad locked me up. "
"There were bodyguards and surveillance at home, and I tried many times, but never succeeded in escaping."
"The ban was only lifted this morning."
Wei Chuan explained to Meng Tang word for word. What he didn't know was that as soon as he drove out of the house, Wei Lifeng made a call to his assistant.
Of course I wanted to check his movements and see who could make him so anxious the day before New Year's Eve.
I'm afraid that by now, his family will already know about his coming to Yanqing.
"I rushed to Yanqing in a hurry, and found No. 42 Shiban Alley on familiar roads, but was told that you were not at home."
"I asked the old man, and he said he didn't know where you were."
I I went to the intangible cultural heritage museum near your home and found a shopping mall in the area. I came to Shuiyue Temple, but I was just a dead horse. "I didn't expect you to be here."
"I called you many times, but you didn't answer."
In the end, it felt like a complaint of grievance.
Meng Tang took out his cell phone from his bag, looked at the dazzling "17", pursed his lips, and said, "Sorry, it's muted."
He came to Yanqing on Valentine's Day, and tomorrow is New Year's Eve.
Meng Tang's heart moved slightly and he clenched his palms tightly.
Wei Chuan moved forward, and the toe of his shoe almost touched Meng Tang's. She was so startled that she backed away and hit a tree.
He raised his hand to put the back of her head and said, "It's okay, I've already seen you."
Meng Tang raised his head to steady his mind and said, "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve."
Hearing the implication of her words, Wei Chuan laughed angrily.
I climbed up in one breath and explained a lot to her without even catching my breath. She actually said that he shouldn't be here.
Wei Chuan raised his hand, caught Meng Tang's chin in the tiger's mouth, pinched her face with his fingertips, and lifted her up.
Meng Tang's lips and the surrounding soft flesh were squeezed into the middle, and she said "um" unpreparedly, her eyes glazed over.
Wei Chuan chuckled and leaned closer: "Why did you break up with me?"
Meng Tang's eyes suddenly widened: "Why break up..."
Wei Chuan used a little force, causing Meng Tang's mouth to open slightly, unable to speak.
It seemed that as long as she said something he didn't like to hear, he would keep pinching her and stopping her like this.
Meng Tang frowned and said it hurt.
Wei Chuan then let go of her.
Meng Tang rubbed his face and said, "Your wording is not accurate. We don't break up because we talked about it."
Meng Tang glared at him: "Stop making a fuss."
"Why did I make a fuss? You said it would be divided again when school starts, and school hasn't started yet."
Meng Tang: "It doesn't make any difference to us whether school starts or not."
It seems that she is determined.
Wei Chuan was silent for a while and asked: "Is it because I know about your father?"
Meng Tang nodded very frankly: "There is part of the reason."
Wei Chuan asked: "Is there another part?"
"The other part is that I think we should end this relationship. I don't want to pretend to be a fake couple with you for another semester next year."
"I don't want to pretend to be a couple with you either." Wei Chuan came with a willing heart, "I want to pretend to be real with you!"
His pupils trembled uncontrollably, and Meng Tang looked down at his toes.
It was expected, but she had no way to respond now.
"Mengtang, I——"
"Don't say it." Meng Tang suddenly stopped him, "If you say it, we may not even be friends."
"Why?" Wei Chuan was puzzled.
"Because I won't agree."
Weichuan was stunned, why did he miss this?
Yan Qing rushed over to explain, thinking that explaining things clearly would make Meng Tang accept him.
But he never considered whether Meng Tang liked him or not.
"Is it not possible at all?" Wei Chuan asked without giving up.
Meng Tang did not say anything: "Not now."
Her feelings for him were not clear yet.
She doesn't want to hand over her love when she is in trouble.
I don’t want to reply to him by saying “give it a try”, love should not be blurred.
Meng Huaizhang stands between them.
He is a bomb that can't wait at any moment. If Wei Chuan really wants to be with her, he has to accept everything from her.
So you cannot make a hasty decision based on impulse.
Wei Chuan smiled sadly, turned around and was stunned for a while, and said, "Can you wait for me?"
Meng Tang: "What are you waiting for?"
Wei Chuan turned around and borrowed a wooden ladder from the temple, put it up on a tree, and asked a young monk to help him hold the ladder.
Meng Tang was startled for a moment: "What do you want to do?"
"I'll show you something."
Meng Tang said: "I won't look, so come down."
Wei Chuan said: "I must find it."
"Get down, don't fall."
Wei Chuan smiled at her from the gap between the red silk trees: "Are you concerned about me?"
Meng Tang was a little angry: "You are a basketball player, if you fall, do you think it is a good deal?"
"I will find it soon."
It started to rain lightly again, and Meng Tang became even more anxious: "Weichuan, come down and stop looking. There are so many red silks, when will you find them?"
The rain wet the two of them, and Wei Chuan looked for the one he hung among the countless streamers like a maniac.
"I told you to stop looking for me. If you keep doing this, I'll leave." Meng Tang was really afraid that he would fall and be unable to participate in the competition if he was injured.
Weichuan turned a deaf ear.
Meng Tang held up his umbrella and walked down the mountain.
The little monk shouted from under the tree: "The female guest has come down the mountain."
Wei Chuan glanced sideways and saw only a touch of oil-paper umbrella stained with ink.
After a while, the person and the umbrella disappeared in front of his eyes.
Wei Chuan twitched the corners of his mouth bitterly. At this moment, a piece of red silk fell from the rain, and he subconsciously raised his hand to catch it.
Wei Chuan was so happy that he jumped down to the ground. After thanking the young monk, he grabbed his bag and ran down the mountain.
Hands of excitement lingered in my heart, and God couldn't bear to see it, so he gave him the red silk.
Meng Tang left entirely because Wei Chuan did not take him seriously.
If she stumbles, let alone Coach He, his fans will tear her into pieces.
He did not consider her at that moment.
"Meng Tang!"
Wei Chuan's voice came from behind, and Meng Tang stopped.
Two people, one in the rain and the other under an umbrella, looked at each other through the rain and fog on the mountain.
Wei Chuan smiled, his head getting wet.
He went down a few steps and gave her the red silk: "Found it."
The ribbon swayed, and Meng Tang saw a crabapple flower at the end.
Wei Chuan looked at her nervously and said, "Perhaps I have liked you from that time on."
Meng Tang stepped forward and raised the umbrella high, covering his head.
She didn't look happy.
"After school starts, please bring me the jade dew." Meng Tang avoided the important matter, "I'll go back first."
Still not? It still doesn’t work!
He told her that he liked it, but she wanted the pot of meat that was carefully cared for?
Wei Chuan couldn't hide his hurt look, and pulled her back with a sarcastic tone: "You still like Xu Heqing, right? Don't worry..."
There was a lump in his throat, Wei Chuan paused, and then said: "I will bring it with you when school starts, and today you just pretend I've never been here."
He was like a gust of wind, crossing Meng Tang's shoulder line.
The streamer was wet by the rain and fell on a dead branch nearby.
Meng Tang bent down slightly and picked it up.