The Blind Man in Chapter 2 of the Main Text: Pampered by the Blind Man?
He Junming exclaimed in surprise, "Blind? And wearing the No. 7 Middle School uniform."
Jiang Ren chewed gum, stumbling and looking for her way, appearing quite disheveled and pitiful. It seemed this girl from No. 7 Middle School wasn't familiar with their vocational high school's layout, and she slowly disappeared from their sight.
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He Junming stopped paying attention after a while, remembering something and smiling ambiguously, "Remember that girl who played the piano earlier? She came over very openly and said she wanted to make friends."
"You like her? Then let's play around."
He Junming shrugged, "She came to you, Ren-ge, is it appropriate for you to say that?"
Jiang Ren recalled her fleeting glimpse on stage, "Sure, let her come over."
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Shu Lan walked over with bright eyes, blushing the moment she saw Jiang Ren, "Jiang Ren, classmate."
She held a white top hat in her hand.
She had a delicately made-up face and was quite good-looking. Jiang Ren glanced at Shu Lan and lazily asked, "You like me?"
Shu Lan hadn't expected him to be so direct. Her face flushed instantly, her heart pounded, and she felt a surge of excitement. She controlled her reaction, maintaining her elegant demeanor: "Jiang Ren, I just think you're very outstanding."
Jiang Ren laughed: "Then tell me, what the hell makes me outstanding?"
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Before Shu Lan could answer, Jiang Ren lit a cigarette: "Outstanding in smoking and fighting? Or outstanding in murder and arson? Or outstanding in beating up your teacher to the point of hospitalization the other day?"
Shu Lan's face paled: "I believe there's a misunderstanding. You're not that kind of person."
Jiang Ren crossed his legs: "Have you seen my medical report? Do you even know what a short temper is?"
Shu Lan had no idea about these things. She only knew Jiang Ren had a bad temper, but she never imagined he was ill. Her expression shifted several times before she finally said firmly, "I don't care!"
Jiang Ren flicked his cigarette ash, his tone mocking, "So desperate for money? But I do mind, you're too ugly. You should at least look like Shen Yuqing from the neighboring No. 7 Middle School. Didn't you realize I was just messing with you? Get lost."
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Shen Yuqing was the school beauty from the neighboring No. 7 Middle School, a second-year high school student.
Rumor had it she was Jiang Ren's current girlfriend, but many didn't believe it. Besides, even if she were, how often do new faces replace the old?
Shu Lan, humiliated and kicked out, knew Jiang Ren was unruly and unapproachable, so she dared not utter a sound.
She couldn't help but vent her anger on Meng Ting; if only she hadn't played the wrong note…
However, a thought struck her, and Shu Lan remembered the comment about being even prettier than Shen Yuqing. She paused, stunned.
She knew who was prettier than Shen Yuqing—it was Meng Ting. That pure, breathtaking beauty had been silently extinguished for years due to her eye injury.
From a young age, Meng Ting was the center of attention. Shu Lan still remembers the first time she saw ten-year-old Meng Ting, the unforgettable, stunning beauty she possessed. She was pure and beautiful, born to make others feel inferior.
She was like a crystal gift that everyone wanted to touch and yearn for.
She gritted her teeth, thinking on one hand, "Compared to Meng Ting, what is Shen Yuqing?" On the other hand, she thought, "Thank goodness Jiang Ren doesn't know the Meng Ting of the past.
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Meng Ting walked out of Li Cai Vocational High School; the neighboring No. 7 Middle School had already let out for the day.
The two high schools were adjacent; on the left was the National No. 7 Middle School, filled with top students, while on the right was Li Cai, a private vocational high school, chaotic and filled with wealthy students. It was a paradise for spoiled brats.
From the very beginning, the students of No. 7 Middle School looked down on the lazy and academically challenged students of Li Cai, while the students of Li Cai looked down on the poor and arrogant students of No. 7 Middle School.
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Meng Ting couldn't help but look up at the electronic screen in her own school.
That year, the screen was always used to broadcast various important events. Red text scrolled across the black screen—"
Lecture by Professor Zhang Hong, a renowned professor at B University. Students are welcome to attend. Location…"
Her eyes stung, but she refused to blink.
The following text scrolled out: Today's time—October 11th, 20xx, 19:03, Thursday.
She wasn't dreaming; she had truly returned to five years ago. This was the turning point in her short life. Meng Ting almost burst into tears. Finally, looking at the deserted campus after school, she gripped her backpack strap and walked towards the bus stop.
There weren't many buses home, only one every half hour. Meng Ting took out her student transportation card from her bag and waited at the platform.
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She waited ten minutes, checking every stop. This was the way home. She had wanted to go home countless times in her past life, and in this life, her wish had finally come true.
However, the bus hadn't arrived yet, and the ear-piercing sound of mountain bike racing came from afar. She gripped her cane tightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly. A sense of foreboding filled her heart.
The motorcycle sped by, cutting through the wind.
He Junming whistled and exclaimed, "Hey, Ren-ge, the blind guy we saw at school!"
Jiang Ren's eyes, hidden beneath his helmet, swept over.
Then the motorcycle swerved and stopped in front of Meng Ting. Meng Ting couldn't help but take a step back.
The wind ruffled her hair, which was tucked behind her ears, her bangs slightly disheveled.
Jiang Ren stopped the motorcycle and took off his helmet.
He Junming and Fang Tan stopped right behind him.
Meng Ting remembered Jiang Ren from that year.
That year, he had a pierced ear with a black diamond. His short, silver hair was flamboyant and unruly; on others, it would be considered a "punk" look, but on him, it was handsome. Jiang Ren had a rather dashing appearance, not the kind of pretty boy that would become popular a few years later, but rather a wild and rugged one. He was a true delinquent. He Junming
couldn't resist asking her cheekily, "You're a top student from No. 7 Middle School, are you really blind?"
Meng Ting didn't know why they had stopped there. Hearing this, she paused for a moment, then nodded slightly.
Jiang Ren looked down at her for a long time, his gaze sweeping over her long hair: "From No. 7 High School, what are you doing at our vocational high school?"
Meng Ting's heart tightened; she didn't know how she would run into him here, so she simply stiffened and remained silent.
Fang Tan raised an eyebrow: "And you're mute?"
Meng Ting pursed her lips, her expression quiet, and nodded again.
She nodded twice without answering Jiang Ren's question. He hung his helmet on the hood of his bike and smiled: "High achiever, get on, I'll take you home. No charge, showing consideration for the disabled."
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He Junming almost burst out laughing. Holy crap, showing consideration for the disabled! Should I help you cross the street?
Fang Tan also suppressed his laughter.
Meng Ting slowly shook her head, not bothering to argue with him.
She stood very straight; because it was autumn, she wore a thin knitted sweater underneath, and the oversized school uniform and badge of No. 7 High School on top. Although her figure wasn't visible, her exposed neck was slender and her skin was fair. She had a delicate air about her.
Jiang Ren pulled out a lighter from his pocket and played with it.
The flame danced before his eyes as he looked at her, her sunglasses covering most of her face. She gripped her cane tightly, looking somewhat helpless and frail; she was nervous.
"What's in your bag? Take it out." Jiang Ren's gaze fell on the back of her jade-like hand. She was very fair, and the black cane made her look like a piece of black jade.
Meng Ting didn't want to provoke him; she just hoped he would leave quickly. So she obediently opened her bag to show him. She had actually forgotten what would be in her bag.
The zipper was open, revealing a physics book, an English book
, a pencil case, an eyeglasses case, a coin purse,
and finally, a small box of strawberries.
Strawberries were hard to find this season; these were greenhouse-grown strawberries that Shu's father had gone to great lengths to get from the lab. There was only one small box, which he told Meng Ting to take to school to eat if she got hungry.
However, that year, Meng Ting couldn't bear to eat them and gave them to her younger sister, Shu Lan.
Give me the strawberries."
Meng Ting's fingers trembled, and she didn't move at first.
Oh well, it's okay, don't make him angry. She handed over the strawberry box with her fair hand.
He Junming and the others were puzzled. They had humiliated her and taken her things, yet she showed no anger or resentment, her temper was unbelievably good. She had an aura completely different from theirs.
"Why are you standing so far away? Give it to me, or do you expect me to help you?"
Meng Ting raised her eyes, blinking uncomfortably. Seeing his direction, she handed the box over.
Jiang Ren looked down at her.
The October breeze was cool, and most of her fair face was obscured by sunglasses. She leaned closer, and he thought he could smell a faint floral fragrance.
She placed the box on the hood of his car and then stepped back.
The next second, the bus stopped.
Meng Ting pulled her backpack, silently grasped her white cane, and boarded the bus. She walked unhurriedly, as if she had never met them, nor did she expose their "robbery" to the passengers.
Fang Tan and his group stared in disbelief. He Junming couldn't help but whisper, "Why is Brother Ren bullying her?"
Does he feel a sense of accomplishment when he bullies a blind person? She was still a little mute.
Mute and blind, so pitiful.
Until the car drove away.
Jiang Ren flicked open the transparent strawberry box with her thumb, not caring whether it was washed or not, and popped a strawberry into her mouth.
Unexpectedly sweet.
He Junming, watching with envy, couldn't help but say, "Brother Ren, can you share one with me?"
Jiang Ren didn't even turn her head, throwing the box and strawberry together into the trash can, hitting the bullseye on the first try.
"Not ripe," he said.
"..."
"..."
Fine, if she doesn't want it, she doesn't want it.
Jiang Ren strode onto the car, not even wearing a helmet. She could accurately place the strawberry on his car—was she really blind? Or pretending?
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Meng Ting returned home. She took out her keys from her coin purse and opened the door with trembling fingers. She could really go home again.
The boy on the living room sofa turned around at the sound, saw Meng Ting, and then coldly turned his head back to watch the game.
However, Mr. Shu, wearing an apron, quickly wiped his hands and came out of the kitchen, smiling gently: "Tingting, you're back! Wash your hands, dinner's ready. Didn't Xiaolan come back with you? Didn't you say you were going to see her performance today?"
Seeing Mr. Shu again, who had passed away, Meng Ting couldn't help but tear up.
Mr. Shu was Meng Ting's stepfather, named Shu Zhitong. After Meng Ting and her mother were in a car accident, her mother died, and Meng Ting's eyes were injured. Mr. Shu raised three children alone, but he never thought of abandoning Meng Ting; instead, he treated her as his own daughter.
Shu Lan and Shu Yang were Mr. Shu's biological fraternal twins.
Meng Ting used to feel awkward in this family, so she tried her best to be sensible and obedient, taking care of her younger siblings who were two months younger than her. But now she was incredibly grateful to God for giving her a second chance to repay Mr. Shu.
She would never let him have another accident and would let him enjoy his old age in peace.
She put down her schoolbag, thinking of Shulan, and said softly, "Shulan said she's eating out; she has a celebration party tonight."
However, Meng Ting knew in her heart that having just met Jiang Ren meant that Shulan had failed again.
Whether in this life or the past, Jiang Ren didn't really like Shulan. It was a strange twist of fate.
Before going to bed that night, she touched her schoolbag and saw her comical student ID photo.
To protect her eyes, Shulan's father kept Meng Ting's bedroom dimly lit. This photo was taken when she entered high school. At that time, Meng Ting's eyes were repeatedly infected and she couldn't tolerate any strong light, so the teacher had her take a photo with a white cloth covering her eyes, and then someone photoshopped eyes onto her.
Anyone who has been to school knows how terrible the school photography was. The Photoshop skills
back then were far less sophisticated than they would be a few years later; these eyes were lifeless, the colors mismatched, and extremely discordant. It even startled Meng Ting herself.
So, after seeing it for a long time, from her first to second year of high school, her classmates all thought that even if Meng Ting's eyes recovered, she would only look like this on her student ID.
Meng Ting carefully put it back in her schoolbag, without any disgust. She just missed her teachers and classmates.
Author's Note: Meng Ting, the fake blind girl, the little mute, pitiful.
At first, everyone thought: "Meng Ting is so pitiful! Her parents are gone, her eyes are ruined, and she's not even that pretty..."
Later—
Meng Ting, the true goddess, the great beauty, the all-around amazing, endured everyone's sympathetic gazes.
Everyone: ...
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