School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 248 I Can Wait For You
Is this an affirmative answer to her?Her heart sank immediately, maybe, she should consider forgetting about Nangong Han, her body is really dirty, she doesn't deserve to be with him, mother also likes Feng Yimo, maybe, for mother's sake, she will try to be gentle with Feng Yimo socialize.

"We, I..., I need time to forget."

However, the only thing she can't do is to turn around and accept his love. She can only try her best to forget Nangong Han and accept a new relationship again.

"It's okay, I can wait for you."

Feng Yimo smiled in relief, at least, she was willing to try to accept him, which could be regarded as a kind of victory.

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The sun was slanting to the west, and the dark red light of the sun covered the entire campus. There was an endless flow of people in the playground. A grand stage was set up in the central area, and a banner was hung above the stage, which read: Nangong Decheng [-]th Anniversary Celebration!
When night fell, Zuo Qiyue walked out of the classroom slowly, and Feng Yimo followed her.

"Are you nervous?" He asked, taking her hand.

The first consciousness in Qiyue's mind wanted to break free. When she thought about it, she had already decided a few days ago that she wanted to try to be with him, so how could she always reject his approach? Thinking about it, she held her hand behind her back his hand.

"No, it's a bit nerve-wracking. The class teacher said my singing is a bit too monotonous."

"Ha ha."

The big hand fondled her hair, eyes full of love: "Leave him alone, just sing well."

At the door, a slender figure stood there, looking at them with dark eyes, his expression was indifferent, but his heart was throbbing violently.

She has already betrayed him, why, seeing her intimate behavior with him these days, his heart still hurts?
"Han, let's go. I remember there is a delicious restaurant, why don't we try it?" An Ruojing trotted over and took his arm affectionately.

Most Qiyue looked at the source of the voice, their intimate gesture, like a backlight, deeply hurt her eyes, and tears spread in the eye sockets.

"it is good!"

He lowered his head slightly, looking at An Ruojing with a delicate and angry face, a soft smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Biting her lower lip tightly, she forced herself to suppress the sadness in her heart to the depths, and forced herself to hold back the tears in her eye sockets.

"The performance is about to start, let's go."

Feng Yimo put his big arms around her shoulders, and took her out of the sad place.

In the corner of the stage, Zui Qiyue sat side by side with him. She didn't care to watch all kinds of wonderful performances on the stage. She lowered her head and remained silent, in a free state.

As time ticked away, a girl ran over to remind her: "July, it's your turn soon, go get ready."

"I, go backstage first."

Standing up, she said in a low voice.

"Ah."

Feng Yimo sat on the seat, looking at her leaving back with complicated eyes.

In front of the makeup mirror.

The makeup artist carefully helped her put on makeup, and couldn't help but sigh: "Your skin is so good, it's easy to apply makeup."

"Thank you!" Most Qiyue looked absent-mindedly, and glanced at herself in the mirror. Her jet-black hair was permed into wavy curls, her bright forehead was parted in the middle, her black and soft eyebrows were straight, her nose was straight and her mouth was tightly closed, clear and clear. Eyes with aura, mixed with indescribable sadness.

This kind of her has more mature femininity, less of the innocence of the past, and she is the demeanor of a lightly mature woman.

After the make-up was done, someone brought her clothes and shoes for the stage. At last, Qiyue was taken aback, why didn't she know?
　(The tickets are here, Nangong Han and Qiyue are about to settle down and be together~)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)