"The leader has arrived, you can hurry up too

What else was Jian Chenxi saying in detail? Ling Momo didn't listen to a word. She just read the entertainment embarrassment pictures.

There was only the sentence in my mind, "That day you sent her a text message and put her lattice, which made her not participate in the competition. This is already helping me."

It turned out that that night, Lu Niange asked her to make a fake invitation and help Jian Chenxi.

Ling Momo couldn't tell what kind of emotions were floating in his heart.[

I just felt weak all over and my hands and feet were cold.

She slowly pushed open the door of the small compartment like a puppet, and stepped out of the bathroom stiffly.

Outside the bathroom door is a long corridor with a low-key and simple style. Apart from some bonsai and murals made of singer photos, there is no other decoration.

Ling Momo saw the person standing not far away at a glance.

He leaned quietly against the wall, his eyebrows and eyes were as gentle as ever, with a light blue suit and a crimson tie, and was dressed in gorgeous and noble, just like a striking prince at a dinner party.

In his hand, he was holding a cell phone, as if he had just hung up the phone, and his graceful fingertips slowly slid on the screen twice.

Ling Momo stood there in surprise.

Six months later.

She finally met him in reality like this - Lu Niange.

The entire corridor is very quiet and quiet.

Music floated out in the competition venue not far away, and there were also some staff conductors.

Ling Momo stood there like that, motionless, not even daring to breathe, looking at Lu Niange in dismay.

Her eyes gathered with heavy fog.

Time passes by bit by bit.

Lu Niange frowned and looked at the time, and slowly turned his head.

The man's facial features are very delicate, with a hint of imperceptible fatigue between his eyebrows.

His vision was very gentle.

Just glanced at Ling Momo and then jumped away casually.[

His eyes were very quiet, without surprise, without pause, and even without a little emotion.

I can't remember which year it was, but I just know that it was such an early summer now.

She could see such a handsome and gentle face at a glance in the school and among the crowds of thousands of people.

He also glanced at her like that just now, giving her a look of ruthlessness, and faintness, but it made her heart slightly throbbing.

Ling Momo's nails squeezed into her palms hard, it hurt. She was not dreaming, but why, in the eyes he looked at her, could the wind be clear and clear without any slight turmoil?

It was as if he hadn't seen Ling Momo at all.

It was as if she had never appeared in his life.

In early summer, Ling Momo felt the coldness of winter.

How could he be so vague?
Chapter completed!