"Feifei!" He Chaoran is usually joking, and rarely shows such an angry expression, and rarely talks to her in such an angry tone, "Do you think I am that kind of person in your eyes? How could I like to compare A woman seven or eight years older than me! Do you think I'm crazy?"
"Whether it's true or not, it has nothing to do with me! You don't need to explain anything to me! Anyway, our relationship is fake." Lan Feifei tried her best to use the calmest tone to conceal the turmoil in her heart at the moment , she didn't know what was wrong with herself, and when she saw him, she wanted to use the bitterest words to ridicule him.
"Yeah, our relationship is fake..." He Chaoran smiled coldly and let go of her hand. Fortunately, he foolishly called her more than twenty times, and fortunately he foolishly bought the nearest plane and flew back.
But unexpectedly, she didn't want to listen to his explanation at all, nor did she want to listen to his explanation. He also used such words to deliberately stab him.
Lan Feifei suddenly felt a chill on her arm, and her heart also felt cold: "From today on, you don't have to pretend to be my boyfriend anymore. During the past time, I am very grateful for your company. But don't worry, even if we break up, I will honor my promise...to help you design your costume."
He Chaoran didn't speak, but just looked at her with those faint eyes for a moment, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and his chest heaved unceasingly.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Lan Feifei continued: "If others ask, I will tell them that I was dumped by you, so that it will not damage your idol status."
Everything is fake, even the breakup is fake. But why did she feel so sad when she said this sentence? Is it because they used to be such good friends, after this incident, they can't even become friends
He Chaoran still didn't speak, and still looked at her quietly, his Adam's apple rolled slightly.
Lan Feifei turned around and stopped looking at him, and waved at him: "I'm going back first...it's late, you should go back early too."
She had just taken a few steps when she was grabbed by him from behind.
"What do you want to do! Didn't I say it clearly enough? Let go!" Lan Feifei looked at him pretending to be calm, but her heart was already in chaos.
"You said that you will continue to help me design costumes. Now that I'm here, let me see my costumes!" He Chaoran grabbed her hand even harder, "Time is limited, I'll do it now To see!"
Lan Feifei lowered her head, and after thinking for a moment, she showed him a pale smile: "Okay, I've already designed it, follow me."
It happened that mom and dad were not at home, so she just had to show him the drawings. Then, she would immediately ask him to leave...
Because every minute and every second with him now makes her feel depressed. It was as if a heavy stone had been tied to her heart, making her breathless.
He Chaoran put his hands in his trouser pockets and followed her to her dressing room. He had been to this place once before, when she first designed clothes for her.
At that time, they were still friends who talked about everything... But now, everything is different.
Lan Feifei gently picked up the design drawing that was thrown on the desk, and handed it to him: "You can take a look at it yourself, and you can tell me if you are not satisfied."
As soon as He Chaoran saw the strapless design, his eyes immediately sank: "Did you do it on purpose?"