"Miss Zheng is looking for your boyfriend, right? I just saw him going in that direction!" A villager saw that Zheng Yan was looking for Fan Yu, and quickly pointed in that direction.
Hearing this, Zheng Yan raised her head and looked not far away.
It was pitch black there, without even a torch, what did Fan Yu do there
Zheng Yan walked forward in a strange way...
The shadows of the square.
After the fashion show, everyone was immersed in the carnival and seemed to have forgotten the unhappiness that happened on the eve of the fashion show.
Nian Xiaomu conquered everyone with her personal charm, and made the villagers willing to believe in her. She really loves tie-dye and is willing to accompany them to promote tie-dye craftsmanship.
But everyone seems to have forgotten that the insider who destroyed the fashion show has not been found yet!
After Fu Qian gave her skirt to her companion, she turned around and left.
Everyone thought she must have left the village, but she hadn't.
She just hid in a dark corner, feeling guilty, regretful, and envious... watching the cheerful scene of singing and dancing in the square.
As long as she thought of such a grand ceremony, which was almost destroyed in her own hands, her heart felt as if it was being torn apart, and the pain was unbearable.
But she was even more afraid. If Mo Kun found out that she had repented temporarily and helped Nian Xiaomu regain the trust of the villagers, something would happen to her brother...
Complicated emotions welled up in her heart, making her breathless.
Like a wounded little hedgehog, curled up into a ball, crying silently.
Suddenly hearing footsteps behind her, she turned pale with fright, she stood up and wanted to run without looking back.
"Do you need tissues?" The gentle voice was like a breeze.
Fu Qian paused and turned to look behind her.
A few steps away, a young man in a white suit stood there quietly.
The temperament is noble, gentle and elegant.
He still held a tissue in his hand and handed it in her direction.
Fu Qian froze, staring at him blankly.
"My name is Fan Yu, Nian Xiaomu's friend, don't worry, I'm not here to arrest you, if you don't trust me, you can leave now." Fan Yu's thin lips parted slightly, and he walked forward slowly.
Put the tissue in your hand into her hand.
"You should be Fu Qian, right? Fu Jin is your brother?"
"..."
Fu Qian came back to her senses, glanced at him vigilantly, opened her mouth, and wanted to say something, but fell silent again in the end.
Eyebrows downcast, eyes dim.
He lowered his head slightly, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "I'm sorry..."
The simple three words, accompanied by the girl's tears of guilt, fell to the ground.
Fan Yu knew that she was not apologizing to him.
What she really feels guilty about should be her favorite tie-dye craft.
And the betrayal of Nian Xiaomu.
"You shouldn't have said this to me." Fan Yu took off his coat, spread it on the floor, and sat down calmly.
"There is a question, I really want to ask you."
Fu Qian: "What?"
Maybe Fan Yu was too gentle, or maybe he was born with a kind of magical power that could easily let people off their guard.
Just a slight smile can make people trust him.
Fan Yu: "What are you going to do in the future? Your brother made a mistake, and he must pay the price for his actions. Do you really think that if you keep listening to Mo Kun, Mo Kun will let him go?"
"..." Fu Qian's eyes darkened.
She didn't know that her brother was her only relative, she just didn't want him to die.
"If I could help you, but let you listen to me, would you be willing?"
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PS: There is a bad situation at home, Yaoyao really can’t calm down to code, I’m really sorry, I don’t want to say more, as soon as I get over it tomorrow, I will make up for everyone, everyone will save it once Xiaobo is here at Yaoyao~ I love you all!