The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

The two left the forest park.

But Yan Cong didn't walk towards the station.

Liang Rumeng frowned and tugged at his sleeve.

"Baby~"

"Where are we going?"

"Not going back to your hometown?"

"Return."

Yan Cong said.

"Uncle Cheng happened to be in the city, so we hitched a ride back with him."

"what?"

Liang Rumeng's eyes widened in surprise.

"Uncle Cheng?"

"The one you keep mentioning to me?"

"uh-huh."

"What's wrong?"

"What's wrong!?"

Liang Rumeng was so anxious she almost jumped up.

"He's helped you so much, and he's an elder, isn't he practically family to you?"

"I'm meeting your parents!"

"I don't have any gifts with me, so what's wrong?"

Yan Cong scratched his head.

"Oh, it's nothing."

"Nothing's wrong, my foot!"

Liang Rumeng pulled him toward the fruit shop by the roadside.

"quick!"

"Come with me to pick out some fruit!"

Not long after.

The two stood by the roadside waiting for Uncle Cheng.

Liang Rumeng was carrying a bag of tangerines and nervously looked up at the intersection every now and then.

Yan Cong couldn't help but laugh when he saw her like that.

Why are you so nervous?

Liang Rumeng glared at him angrily.

"You're asking a question you already know the answer to!"

"I'll bite you to death..."

Before she could finish speaking, she pounced on Yan Cong's arm and bit him.

That is, at this time.

"Bubu—"

A small truck stopped in front of the two of them.

The car window rolled down.

Uncle Cheng leaned out of the driver's seat and happened to see this scene.

"A little bear...?"

"Who is this...?"

Liang Rumeng froze on the spot, her teeth still biting Yan Cong's arm.

Yan Cong grinned and pulled her forward a little.

"Liang Rumeng".

"My girlfriend."

"oh!"

"Oh, oh, oh!"

Uncle Cheng realized what was happening and immediately broke into a smile.

"Come on up, come on up!"

Liang Rumeng quickly relented.

She bowed slightly to Uncle Cheng, her posture somewhat restrained.

"Hello, Uncle!"

After saying that, she handed over the bag of tangerines.

"Uncle, this is for you."

Uncle Cheng quickly waved his hand.

"Oh, no need, no need."

"You young people are out having fun, why are you buying me things?"

He said no, but he still took it.

The more he looked at Liang Rumeng, the more he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

The little girl is pretty.

She speaks sweetly.

The key is in the bear's eyes; you can tell it's not just playing around.

Uncle Cheng drives a four-seater pickup truck.

The three of them quickly returned to their hometown.

After getting off the bus, we went to Uncle Cheng's house for dinner.

Aunt Cheng cooked a few home-style dishes, and the aroma wafted up from the dining table.

Liang Rumeng was a little reserved at first.

After Aunt Cheng served her food twice, she obediently called her "Auntie," which made Aunt Cheng's face beam with smiles.

After finishing the meal.

Liang Rumeng moved a small stool and sat by the door watching videos.

In the room.

After several rounds of drinks...

Uncle Cheng patted Yan Cong on the shoulder and lowered his voice to talk about serious matters.

"Little Bear".

"I heard you sold that house in town?"

"Um."

Yan Cong responded with a muffled sound.

Uncle Cheng glanced at Liang Rumeng standing at the door.

"That……"

"Are you getting married?"

Yan Cong pursed his lips.

"Not yet."

"Little Bear, I'm not trying to be mean to you."

Uncle Cheng sighed.

If we can get married, let's get married now.

"When you two work together, you can earn about ten thousand yuan a month."

"If you save for a few years, you'll have enough money for your grandma's treatment, right?"

Yan Cong picked up his glass and downed the wine in one gulp.

The liquor burned down my throat.

He kept his head down and didn't speak for a long time.

"I'm afraid Grandma won't make it to that day."

Uncle Cheng fell silent.

After a while, he sighed as well.

"well……"

"It's difficult too."

Uncle Cheng seemed to remember something else.

"Oh, right."

"I heard you went to learn weapon crafting?"

"That thing is incredibly expensive!"

"Or, would you like to drive with me?"

Yan Cong finished the last sip of wine and stood up unsteadily.

"No, Uncle Cheng."

I want to give it a try.

After saying that, he walked out.

Doorway.

Liang Rumeng quickly turned on her phone screen, pretending that she had been watching videos and hadn't been eavesdropping.

When Yan Cong came out, she immediately got up and helped him.

"Uncle, we're leaving now!"

Before leaving, she turned back and waved to Uncle Cheng.

"Okay, sure!"

"good!"

Uncle Cheng stood at the door and called out.

Be careful!

"knew!"

The road wasn't very well lit at night.

Liang Rumeng turned on her phone's flashlight, supporting Yan Cong with one hand and shining the light on the ground with the other.

After returning to the room.

He lay down on the bed and quickly fell asleep.

Even after he fell asleep, his brow remained furrowed.

Liang Rumeng sat on the edge of the bed and watched him for a while.

She reached out and gently smoothed his brow.

"Fool."

She muttered to herself.

"You're already so tired, why are you still pretending?"

Yan Cong did not respond.

Liang Rumeng covered him with the blanket, then walked to the door and sat down on a small stool.

The countryside is very quiet at night.

A few barks could be heard occasionally in the distance.

She turned her phone back on.

Above is the chat history with Lao Wang.

[Xiaomeng, where are you now?]

What happened in Yancong's hometown?

Want to go out for drinks? There are a few suckers here!

No, I have a boyfriend.

Hey, talk to a few more!

[Wang Meifen, if you say that again, I'll delete you!]

【Okay, okay!】

[Okay, I'm not going to say anything more!]

By the way, I saw Yan Cong come out of the weapon-refining tower yesterday!

You know about the Refining Tower, right?

Nine out of ten people who learn weapon crafting will end up losing everything!

Is Yan Cong trying to turn his career around through this path?

Yes, it should be.

Hey! I also heard he sold his house in town. Aren't you going to transfer his money over to him?

[In my opinion, Xiaomeng, you should break free if you can. Otherwise, later on, he'll invest all his money in weapon crafting, and you won't get a single penny.]

【Wang Meifen!】

Okay, okay... I won't say it, I won't say it!

But I still want to remind you, didn't you tell me earlier that he's changed a bit?

I don't care about you much anymore!

"He was under too much pressure; he explained it to me."

Hey, you're still too young and inexperienced. Let me tell you, guys like this...

Those who set their sights too high will inevitably achieve nothing.

[I can still explain it to you now, but later, when he becomes completely engrossed in weapon crafting, then...]

He's obsessed with success; you'll only feel increasingly invisible around him.

【You'll be in for a world of trouble then!】

Listen to my advice: break up with them sooner rather than later, take your money and run, to avoid suffering later.

Below that.

There's only one line of prompts left.

The other party has been blocked by you.

Liang Rumeng stared at that line of text for a long time.

Then turn off your phone.

She looked up at the stars in the sky without saying a word.

She heard everything Uncle Cheng said.

Grandma's illness.

The house that was sold.

Refining Tower.

And that phrase, "I want to give it a try."

Yan Cong frowned even after falling asleep.

But when he went on dates with her during the day, he would buy her pillows, cosmetics, and milk tea to make her laugh.

Liang Rumeng looked down at her hands.

There are still some red marks from moving my luggage yesterday.

But she doesn't feel wronged at all now.

She wasn't thinking about breaking up.

It's not about money.

It's not any of the nonsense Old Wang was talking about.

She just suddenly started thinking about it.

Thinking about how she needs to hug, kiss, play with, and be coaxed by him every day, she wonders if she might also become something that weighs on Yan Cong.

Thinking about it, he was already very tired, and he still had to use one hand to hold hers.

in case……

If I leave him.

Wouldn't that make things a little easier for him?

Liang Rumeng only thought about it for a moment before her chest started to ache terribly.

She clutched her chest, tears slowly welling up.

The night breeze blew through the courtyard.

Inside the house, Yan Cong was still asleep.

Outside, Liang Rumeng sat on a small stool, burying her chin in her knees.

A long time passed.

She spoke in a very soft voice.

"I can't bear to part with you."

"But I can't bear to see you suffer."