Chapter 214

After Li Fang left, Fu Nanli stood in front of the French window smoking, his eyes secretive.

Finally, I read a sentence in a low voice, full of helplessness, but with some inexplicable indulgence.

He asked Lao Hu to drive to her alley and took her to Xiaotangshan for dinner.

Looking at the people around her, her skin is white, her facial features are delicate and bright, and her neck is long and white. Because it is too white, the blue veins and blood vessels on the neck are clearly distinguishable. I want to bite her hard and scold her for being bold.

After all, she did not give up, touched her head, "where do you say we first met?"

Wenqiao felt a thump in his heart and looked at him nervously: "you What are you asking for? "

"Ask," he said, leaning his elbow on the back of the chair and idly playing with the hair on her shoulder

"You Has memory recovered recently? "

The breath is a little stagnant.

Fu Nanli closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "No

Wenjo did not know whether to be relieved or upset. She could only continue to tell her long arranged lies: "just On rainy days, I was walking along the side of the road. Your car passed quickly and splashed all over me. I ran after the car and came to you for a theory. "

"Then I fell in love with you at first sight, didn't I?"

"It should be," said Wenqiao, with no shame and no shame

Why did she have to tell such a hard lie for a second time?

Life is hard.

Looking up at Fu Nanli again, his smile was meaningful. Wenqiao touched his neck uneasily and said, "well, what are you doing with this?"

"After all, I don't have the memory of that time. You said it once. I forgot. I want to hear you say it again."

Somehow, when wenjo looked at his expression, he always exuded the meaning of "I'll watch you talk nonsense quietly.".

It should be that she thinks too much. If someone like Fu Nanli really recovers his memory, how can he have to keep her in vain? With his power and position, it's just a matter of raising his mouth to let her die forever.

At the end of the semester, Yang Yin has a fixed project, which is to organize students to go to the school Yifu Building. Every student will go to the rooftop and shout out their wishes for the coming year or their worries in life, or whatever they want to say.

Today is a freshman shouting on the rooftop.

Lu youyou took Wenqiao's arm and curled his mouth: "what are you shouting for a moment?"

Wenqiao shrugged: "folk music is getting better and better."

Lu youyou quipped: "good official."

"What are you going to say

"I hope I can take off the bill in the new year."

It was Xu Lu who was shouting on the rooftop, "I hope in the new year, I hope I can become the pride of the central voice, and hope that the central voice will be better and better."

There was applause at the bottom.

Standing on the rooftop, Xu Lu can see both Wenqiao and zhuangyan. Zhuang Yan stands behind him, separated from Wenqiao by several people. His sight is always on Wenqiao.

So many people at the bottom applauded her, but none of them was named Zhuang Yan, so everything was meaningless.

After Xu Lu, several people went up and imagined their wishes about love.

After all, puppy love is forbidden in high school. Once in college, this kind of bondage is gone. At the age of 20, young and beautiful, it is the best time for love.

It's zhuangyan's turn. He's wearing a brown grey Plaid sheepskin coat, like a young master in a European noble school.