Chapter 215

The cold winter wind was raging, and his hair was flying with the wind. He looked at the man in the crowd, clenched his fist and gathered his words in his chest.

Fu Nanli's car stopped in front of Yifu Building, and she saw Wenqiao in the crowd at a glance. She was tall, wearing a short Beige down jacket, and her long hair was scattered at random.

Yang Yin has a small activity in the evening. He comes in advance to watch her performance.

Looking up, we can see that the man standing on the original terrace is the boy named Zhuang Yan.

His bodyguard explained to him: "it's a regular activity at the end of each semester of Yangyin. The students will speak their minds on this terrace."

With the window half open, Zhuang Yan on the roof finally began to speak.

"I used to love a girl." As he spoke, his veins were visible, and he used all his strength to fight against his youth's self-esteem.

Xu Lu's heart sank completely.

Wenjo looked at the hysterical teenager, but he was calm.

"When I was in high school, I was a conceited and lofty boy who put face above everything else."

Fu Nanli's jaw line was tightening slowly, his eyes were cold and his breath was suffocating. He only looked at Wenqiao in the crowd.

Joel, who would you choose if you didn't have to?

"When that girl confessed to me, I didn't accept it. This is the most regretful thing in my life. I arbitrarily believe that the false message about her in the school. I spend every day in regret. I'm wrong, I'm sorry!"

This is the first time Zhuang Yan said sorry.

He stood in the cold wind, looking down at her in the crowd and saying sorry again and again.

Lu youyou's eyes are a little flushed: "what the hell is Zhuang Yan doing? Joe, yard by yard. I didn't expect him to bow down one day

Wenjo shrugged.

Lu youyou said: "if there was no Fu Shao, would you forgive Zhuang Yan?"

Wenjo shook his head gently. "There's no such if."

The sky is clear, but Xu Lu's heart is gray. Zhuang Yan doesn't care to this extent. For Wenqiao, he doesn't want his pride.

The only thing she was happy about was that wenjo had a friend named Fu Nanli.

Wenjo, she wanted to be half hearted, and he would not allow it.

Zhuang Yan has never had that chance in his life.

Zhuang Yan finally came down from the roof. He was calm and sober, but he didn't regret his crazy behavior. He faced his heart and overcame his inner obstacles.

Finally, it was wenjo's turn. She was the last one. Until she stood on the terrace, she saw a black Maybach, which was the car of Fu Nanli, not far away. She said a few Mandarin words that she hoped the folk music would become better and better.

The people in front of Yifu Building are gradually scattered. Only Zhuang Yan, Xu Lu, Zhao Tong and Wenqiao dormitory are left. She quickly goes down the building.

Passing by Zhuang Yan, Zhuang Yan's heart beat very fast, but she just passed him by without stopping or stopping. She didn't even have him in her eyes.

He followed her to turn his eyes, and saw that she ran to a black car.

Fu Nanli sat in the car, looked at her eyes and walked towards him with a smile, his heart inch by inch followed by the enemy.

You love or not, can only stay with me.

"Why did you come?"