Mrs. divorced again

Chapter 365 Marriage ([-])

The courtyard is too big, and the huge grape trellis blocked it just now, so Feng Songjie didn't see her there at all. He poked his head out for a look, but was pulled behind by Wu Su again, signaling him to be careful not to be caught by someone People find out.

Feng Songjie leaned against the huge pillar, muttering: "Don't all girls like romantic things?"

"She's not an ordinary girl!" Wu Subai glanced at him, and sighed, "If Yang Yang doesn't like you, don't be sad, go and marry Bai Sihan? Mom supports you."

Feng Songjie almost didn't bring it up in one breath, and choked himself to death like this, "Who is going to marry a man." His voice raised an octave, showing that he is a normal person!

Can't his mother be normal?
Wu Su thought for a while: "Then with his sister!"

Feng Songjie gritted his teeth: "He doesn't have a younger sister."

"Cousin is fine too..."

"..."

Can it be better.

After Wu Su finished speaking with a smile, she was called away by Ermo, who said that the aunt of the Wang family had sent a piece of organza cloth and wanted Wu Su to go and have a look.

Only Feng Songjie was left standing behind the white jade pillar, looking at the grape arbor with dark eyes, the girl in a water-red cheongsam, with her hands behind her back, recited love poems loudly.

Girlish feelings are always poetry.

Like a romantic angel immersed in love.

"When you're by my side,
The night has also turned into a fresh morning.

except you,
I don't expect any companion in this world;
except you,
My imagination could no longer produce an image that could please me..."

Her crisp, loud, ups and downs echoed in her ears, and Feng Songjie felt very sour in her heart. This is a love poem she wanted to read to others.

At this moment, he really wanted to rush out, hold her delicate shoulders tightly, and say to that idiot, I like you too, why can't you think about me!

Me, me.

You are allowed to eat what is in the bowl and look at what is in the pot... I am still in the pot! !

Will you die when you look back?

All the impulse swallowed back to the bottom of my heart, leaving only bitterness.

The furthest distance in the world is not when I stand in front of you but you don't know that I love you, nor is it when we love each other but can't be together.

But obviously unable to stop this longing, but pretending not to have you in my heart at all.It's love to obsession, but I can't say I love you.I miss you so much that my heart hurts, but I can only hide it deep in my heart.It is the stars looking at each other, but there is no trace of meeting.

Hearing her seriously rehearsing her love poems again, Feng Songjie, who didn't want to pay attention to it, couldn't help it.

Those love poems sound really harsh.

He walked over step by step.

Bai Weiyang seemed to be taken aback.

Feng Songjie put on a sullen face, pretending to be calm and said: "What are you doing?"

Bai Weiyang pursed her mouth, didn't say anything, hid Shakespeare's poetry collection behind her back, and smiled dryly at Feng Songjie.

ha ha ha ha ha ha ha...

Feng Songjie: ...

Facing her dry smirk, he didn't say anything, and leaned directly beside the grape trellis, looking at her with a deep expression.

Bai Weiyang was waiting for him to leave, but found that he had no intention of leaving at all, which made her a little confused, do you want to stay and watch her rehearse?
This is too embarrassing.

Then I'd better go back.

Just as she turned around and picked up her poetry collection to go back to her room, an eerie voice came from behind her.

"I heard from elder brother that you have someone you like."

(End of this chapter)