But he just lowered his eyes and remained silent, unable to see clearly what he was thinking.

So be it, Feng Lulu took a deep breath, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Feng Lu," he suddenly said: "I have been waiting for you for fifteen years, and I don't mind waiting for you for another fifteen years."

Feng Lulu was stunned for a moment, and her tears rolled down uncontrollably. She could only pretend that she didn't hear him, and instead accelerated her pace to leave.

Gradually, her vision was blurred by tears, and she didn't know where she came from so many tears. She couldn't wipe them away or shed them all... "Oh!"

Inadvertently, she bumped into someone, and there were complaints in her ears.

"Watch carefully as you walk!"

"Today's young people walk with their heads down to see if there is any money on the ground!"

Before she could see who she bumped into, her hand was already grasped by a warm and powerful hand.

This hand led her out of the bustling crowd, to the roadside, and got into a car.

As soon as the car door is closed, the world finally becomes peaceful.

Several tissues were thrust into her hands.

She wiped away her tears with a tissue, looked up at the driver's seat, and saw clearly that the person was Murong Yao.

To be honest, it's a bit surprising.

Murong Yao's eyes were calm and he looked at her with his arms folded: "What, are you broken in love?"

"I dumped him, does that count as lovelorn?" Feng Lulu raised her pretty face and asked. In front of a little brother like Murong Yao, she didn't even bother to look pitiful.

Murong Yao shrugged disapprovingly: "If you dump the other party, you won't shed so many tears."

"What should I do if I dump the other person?"

"It should be a joyful celebration, drinking, dancing, karaoke, etc."

Feng Lulu nodded heavily: "Okay, let's go drink, dance, and sing karaoke now!"

At nine o'clock in the evening, all the children are already sleeping, and the lives of young people have just begun.

The music in the disco was deafening, and the colorful lights were dizzying. The huge space was packed with young men and women, drinking and reveling, and their bodies swaying to the music.

Every breath here is mixed with the strong smell of alcohol, perfume and sweat~

"call!"

Feng Lulu returned to the booth from the disco. As soon as she stood up, she tiredly leaned on the sofa seat.

Beads of sweat continued to roll down her forehead, and her face without makeup was as red as a ripe apple that wanted to take a bite.
Chapter completed!