It took me two days to get the male god I refused back. what do you think?

In early spring, Shen Mengmiao went to Ruan Hui's wedding.

She didn't expect to meet he ye.

There was a sudden silence around the noisy place, and everyone was as still as a silent movie. She didn't come to her senses until he sat down in the corner.

He ye smiled and exchanged pleasantries with the people around him for a while, but I don't know if it was intentional. He skipped her without a trace during the toast.

"Cheapskate."

Clumsily holding the cup in mid-air, wrapped in a great sense of loss, Shen Meng bowed his head and his nose was sour.

Ruan Hui took the groom to toast. She seemed a little surprised to see he ye. Her mouth opened slightly, and she looked at Shen Meng several times.

Before leaving, she blinked at Shen Mengmiao with a sly smile on her lips. Not long after, the host who was drawing lots on the stage to play the game pointed out their names.

Shen Meng's heart stopped for a second and subconsciously looked at he ye.

The man was motionless in the eight winds, and when he heard the line of sight passing over her, he straightened up and walked to the stage.

It's boring to step on a balloon and tie one foot. When Shen Mengmiao got up, he was anemic, slipped and fell to one side.

Before she could scream, a warm big hand hugged her waist.

Four eyes relative, he ye paused, pulled out his hand and leaned a little beside him.

"Be careful."

"Oh."

Probably the other groups were busy and shy, but in the end they all won by standing on the balloon without saying a word.

The prize brought by the host is the bride's bouquet, with light purple and deep purple roses interlaced with stars in the middle, which was selected by Shen Mengmiao personally accompanying Ruanhui to the flower bed.

But when she saw the bouquet, her heart suddenly fell to the ground, and she bowed her head in embarrassment, afraid to look at he ye's expression.

Sure enough, not long after, there came a mocking laugh from my side: "I remember that Miss Shen didn't like purple."

The scene that night was like a vine in an instant.

He ye knelt on the stage and looked up at her. His black eyes were horribly bright in the night wind. He was holding a cardboard box in his hand, and his custom-made purple dancing shoes sparkled in the light.

He said, "Little Swan, here you are."

At that time, Master He was so arrogant that he spent a lot of money to get a beautiful smile. The large meeting place was full of people he invited. They are so absorbed that they can't wait to shout out their voices.

Shen Mengmiao thought for a century before answering him: "I don't like purple."

An excuse, but now he remembers it.

Back to the position, Shen Mengmiao drank several cups of fruit wine in succession, and before you know it, your head fainted. She picked up her bag and went out.

The parking lot was cold and dark, and her high heels stepped on the ground, and her voice was particularly harsh. She closed her eyes slightly, enjoying walking in the dark.

Suddenly, I bumped into a man.

She stepped back and opened her eyes.

It's he ye. He didn't know when to come out and lean against her car.

In the dark, the smell of cologne on his body is particularly obvious, and the leather is also mixed with a pungent musk smell. Don't look at the face, just smell the smell, and you will definitely get the effect of keeping people away.

People like him have seals inside and out.

"get out of the way." Shen Mengmiao stretched out his hand and pushed him.

He ye didn't move. His palm easily caught Shen Meng's wrist. He was about to speak when the person in front of him snorted.

By the light of the headlights, he ye clearly saw a crimson scab on Shen Meng's white porcelain skin. The uneven surface was particularly ferocious in the dark, and his tone suddenly cooled down.

"Who did this?"

2

When I met he ye, Shen Mengmiao's situation at school was very bad.

Sixteen-year-old Shen Meng is as thin as a bird, with sallow complexion and pale lips, and the smallest school uniform is empty.

She is used to being a loner. She sleeps on her desk after class, rings the bell to go out after school, and then washes dishes in the barbecue shop in the back street until the early hours of the morning.

Nobody likes her.

Every Friday, drunk Shen Shan stopped her at the school gate, pulled her hair in front of her classmates and poured all kinds of foul language on her. Everyone seems to be watching a play, and some even sit at the door and sell fried powder, betting for hours a day.

Shen Mengmiao is indifferent to this. A pair of wet and black eyes looked at Shenshan coldly, just like looking at a stranger.

When it was all over, I quietly got up from the ground, shook my dirty coat and limped away.

Cold as a real person.

So someone nicknamed her "Little Dumb". Before this nickname is called out, you must play around and whistle, which is more fulfilling.

When he ye first met Shen Mengmiao, he knew nothing about it. He has a driver at home and drove all the way to meet him under the teaching building. Naturally, he doesn't know what happened outside the school.

After playing the ball that day, he ye ran to the old locust tree in the back hill to enjoy the cool in order to hide in the road and block him.

He has been here several times. He put down his schoolbag and the pillow behind his head and closed his eyes. If there is a faint hum, he will straighten up and follow the sound.

Shen Mengmiao's beauty is fragile.

When he ye first met her, it was my first thought.

She stood barefoot on the dilapidated stone pile under the tree. I don't know how many times her school uniform has been washed. The light blue one has gone out of bounds. She held her head high and gently lifted her pointed chin. The sun covered her and painted her with a layer of Phnom Penh.

Like a little swan in distress.

"hey." He ye couldn't help crying.

Shen Meng looked back. His eyes were empty. He squatted down and picked up the shoes on the ground.

"How do you practice dancing here? Isn't there a dance studio? "

"Which class are you in?"

Shen Mengmiao put on her shoes and didn't answer him. He Ye smiled: "You won't be dumb, will you? Why don't you talk to people? "

Shen Mengmiao's shoelace hand paused, his feathers drooped and he cast a blue-gray shadow.

"But you are nothing like it." He ye scratched his head and said bluntly, "Like a little swan."

He ye lowered his eyes and didn't find that when he said this, the iceberg mask of the girl opposite cracked a crack.

Finally, he ye got bored and went back to his original position to sleep. I don't know how long it took, but suddenly he heard a faint female voice.

"It's modern dance."

Her voice is hoarse, as if no one had spoken to her for a long time. "Not a ballet."

He ye didn't see her face clearly. Slap face, a pair of black eyes moist, like a beautiful doll that was oversold when I was a child.

He ye was amused and giggled: "Who said that if you don't dance modern dance, you won't be a cygnet?"

three

He ye was the first person who didn't call Shen Mengmiao dumb.

The hazy attention probably comes from this. In the past, when passing by the playground in a hurry, I would pretend to take a casual glance and see he ye always wearing a white uniform, running in the sun, and then leaving with a book in his arms.

He Ye really looks like the hero in the novel. His family is well-off and his grades are top-notch. Even the girls chasing her around him robbed a lot.

Shen Meng was always curious about he ye, but he never dared to approach him.

But she didn't expect that it would be such an embarrassing situation to talk to he ye again.

During the sports meeting, the monitor specially sent her to the equipment room to distribute materials. The boys who always bully her in the class hide in the corner and laugh wildly, making it clear that they will repair her.

Shen Meng is used to walking towards the equipment room with a list.

Spring in Jiangcheng is always very hot, the sun shines directly, the air is like Martians, and the whole computer room is dry and stuffy.

Those boys took the lead in booing.

"Read quickly, everyone is waiting, can you do it? Don't say you are really stupid. "

"It's really silly. I heard that her father hates her very much because her mother ran away with another man. I wonder if it is true? "

"Let me know if you are dumb, and we will change people!"

Shen Mengmiao's fingers were white, but she remained silent. She knows best that when she is bullied, saying nothing is the best resistance, and resistance will only inspire animals to be more aggressive.

But sometimes, I really don't want to endure it.

That day, "fight back." The idea is particularly strong.

This is when he ye appeared.

The iron gate was smashed with a bang by the basketball. He came in through the front door. Feng glanced around the room and said in a lazy voice, "Do you want something?"

The black hair on the forehead is slightly moist and hangs on the forehead, but it doesn't look greasy at all. The blue and white school uniform is worn on him, and the young spirit can't stop it.

He ye may not know at that time. His appearance is like a god to Shen Mengmiao.

Countless darkness in life, we all face it ourselves. Suddenly, such a person appeared and gave her a small piece of light, even if it was only a little effort, it was always unforgettable.

"Thank you."

Finally, Shen Mengmiao told him.

He ye packed the last box for her and looked back at her. She is a little different from the last time I saw her. Her eyes are not so straightforward and cold, but also a little evasive, like a frightened kitten.

He didn't endure, rubbed her head, Shen Meng all stiff, he didn't react, fingers back in the air.

"I'm sorry."

The air suddenly solidified.

"I ... I went back to the classroom!" Shen Meng's face flushed bright red, and she ran past him with her head down, and then disappeared. His thin figure fell into he ye's eyes, and he only wrote a few words: "Be defeated and flee".

He didn't hold back and gently raised his lip angle.

The relaxation of senior three students is only a moment. After the sports meeting, everyone quickly plunged into the sprint, and the intersection of Shen Mengmiao and he ye came to an abrupt end.

He ye took a big step.

On the day he left, the weather was very bad, dark clouds hung over him, and pieces of camphor trees under the teaching building shook in the wind.

The boy stood alone in the classroom, putting books into the carton, and the light stained his half shoulder. Shen Mengmiao stood at the door like a fool.

I don't know how long it took. he ye noticed Shen Mengmiao, and a smile flashed across his mouth: "Come to me?"

Shen Mengmiao nodded.

"I'm going to live in America for a period of time. If the university is not in a city, maybe I won't see you in the future. " He ye said.

A sense of loss welled up in my mind, and Shen Meng bowed his head.

He ye didn't wait for a response, and his eyebrows drooped slightly, which seemed a little regrettable. He looked at the swaying camphor tree outside the window for a while and turned to ask her, "What's your name?"

"Shen Mengmiao." She answered quickly.

"Ah." He ye paused and said, "Your name has a bad meaning."

Dream, dream, dream.

He ye looked down at Shen Meng's gentle and firm eyes.

"I don't know what your dream is, but I wish you all the best."

His words, accompanied by the breeze, got into his heart bit by bit from the cochlea, and took up dense drums and danced lightly one after another.

Shen Mengmiao's youth began with that heartbeat.

four

After he ye left, Shen Mengmiao often passed by their class. Instead of sitting at the last position in the classroom, a cactus was placed. In the sunniest place, every little thorn is blooming, just like the owner here.

On the day when the college entrance examination results came out, Shen Mengmiao sat next to the cactus after everyone had left, and filled in eight wishes one by one, each with a big one.

I went to a university, but I haven't seen he ye. I heard that he was very popular with his tutor, so he recommended me to practice in a law firm when I was a freshman, not often at school.

A few months later, I finally saw he ye again, but he was dying.

On that day, Shen Mengmiao returned to school from the place where she worked. When he passed a dark alley, he heard the sound of hitting a stick not far away.

It's like a gang fight.

Realizing this, Shen Meng took a step back, but when she turned to leave, there was a deep muffled hum behind her.

The sound is too familiar.

Her footsteps zheng, hurried back, by moonlight, she only saw a vague figure.

Intuition told her that there was nothing wild here.

She squatted in a hidden corner, sent messages to Ruan Hui, learned how to read online, found the audio of the police car horn and played it as loudly as possible.

After all this, she found her hands shaking badly.

It's a good thing those people didn't dig into it. When they heard the alarm, they ran away immediately. When they disappeared into the corner, Shen Mengfei ran away quickly.

In the cold white moonlight, the man's angular face was horribly white, and a note of bright red blood dripped from his temple. His once gentle and enthusiastic eyes are now full of cold light.

He ye some alert to take a look at her, see her expression, paused.

"Ah, Little Swan." He said.

His tone is sloppy and dumb, and he can't recognize any emotions. As he spoke, he left another blood stain on his mouth.

Shen Meng didn't have time to think much, but all his attention was attracted by the wound on his forehead. He quickly took out bandages and alcohol from his bag and quickly bandaged him.

"So skilled." He ye looked at her, her voice hoarse.

Shen Meng paused for a moment and remembered some bad memories: "You'd better go to the hospital. It is likely to be infected. "

"No need." He ye stared at her and suddenly asked, "Are you also in college?"

Shen Meng didn't expect that he would suddenly ask this, nodded, and some guiltily well.

Fortunately, he ye didn't ask. He stood up, perhaps because he had been sitting for too long, and his body was a little shaky.

Shen Mengmiao immediately hugged him.

"Can't you go?"

He ye lowered his eyes and saw Shen Meng's face anxious and looked at him like a glass doll.

Lawyers are prone to these things. The customer is dissatisfied, or the other party retaliates wantonly. He has always been strong, strong. Although he lost blood, it's not a big problem. Lie down for a few days and he will become a hero again.

But the little girl looks worried. He ye stared at her face for a few seconds. Suddenly, he leaned against her.

"There seems to be something wrong with my leg."

five

Shen Mengmiao studied Chinese in college. She has no money to take the art exam. On the first day of college, she put down her luggage and knocked on the teacher's office of the modern dance department.

When she found Jiang, she knelt down straight.

Jiang Lai only had time to ask her, "Are you Jiang Shan's daughter?"

Then I hurried to the department for a meeting.

When he came back, Shen Meng was still kneeling in the same place, with his back straight and his eyes glancing at him. It's deserted here and there is no temperature.

At this glance, Jiang Lai tasted some familiar flavors.

"How did your mother let you come to me?"

"She said you could let me learn to dance."

Jiang Lai smiled and asked her to report to the dance studio at six o'clock every day.

Therefore, when he ye appeared outside the classroom, she was preparing to go to the dance studio with her textbook. Ruan Huixian knew and pushed her on the shoulder.

She raised her eyes and met he ye's eyes. He leaned against the door with a smile and waved to her.

"Hi, Little Swan."

Shen Meng's book slipped, and there was a scream beside him.

Shen Mengmiao steadied himself and walked beside him. "You wanted to see me?"

He ye is here to protect her.

It sounds like a joke, but he said seriously, "I exposed their old stories, and those people won't let me go so easily." They will react afterwards, and you must have a lot to do with it. I must be responsible for this. "

Shen Meng initially wanted to refuse, but he ye was assisting the lawyer in handling the case. Those gangsters just rob other people's shops and bully weak suspects everywhere. If she refuses, it will even slow down the progress of the case.

Moreover, it is hard for her not to be moved by such an aboveboard opportunity to contact him.

Finally, she nodded.

Shen Mengmiao's repertoire is very simple, the dormitory dance studio and three working places.

At first, he ye asked her to go to work. Standing in the messy backstreet, she looked out of place, frowning slightly and her eyes were obviously dissatisfied.

But he remained silent from beginning to end, probably because his cultivation did not allow him to easily evaluate another person's life.

He ye is very busy. Usually, the background of Shen Meng is skewered kebabs. He sat at the small table in front with a thick criminal law book in his hand. The warm orange light and shadow cast on his cheek, and the whole person had an inexplicable gentleness.

The proprietress once teased her: "Xiao Shen has a good eye, and her boyfriend is handsome and enterprising."

At that time, Shen Mengmiao and he ye were together all day, and they were no longer at home, but the word boyfriend still easily made her red, and she immediately covered her boss's mouth.

He ye heard the sound, raised his eyes and looked at her with an eyebrow meaningfully, but I don't know if he heard it.

On the day when the group of beating suspects were finally convicted, he ye gave her one last chance.

Shen Meng came out of the dance studio wrapped in a down jacket, and he ye walked back on the snowflake. Silver-white yukiko fell on her black hair, and her little face was red with cold. She is a glass beauty, which makes her more obviously dependent on others.

He ye followed her and after a long time suddenly said, "If you really need money, you can come to me."

Shen Meng is zheng, looking back.

He ye has a pair of clear eyes and looks at her seriously.

He meant well, probably in his stomach for a long time, and he couldn't help showing it until now.

But Shen Meng is not short of money, Shen Shan is short of money, and even though he is separated from Shen Shan by hundreds of kilometers, he still needs to send him money point by point on time every month, and he still can't escape his shackles.

Because Shen Shan is different from her. Shen Shan is shameless, shameless. When he is short of money, he can do anything.

Fighting the devil is evil, unless you are in hell.

But Shen Mengmiao is not. She wants to climb out of the mire so badly.

This is what Ye, who grew up in a castle, doesn't understand. Even if he is a lawyer, he has memorized tens of thousands of laws, read countless cases and made numerous family disputes, he will not understand the reality.

Just as he is wearing thousands of goose down jackets now, he will not easily know how cold Shen Meng is.

"Then lend me a thousand dollars."

Finally, Shen Mengmiao heard himself speak, and his voice was horribly light.