Lan Feifei watched his figure disappearing outside the glass door, a line of clear tears flowed unconsciously from the corner of her eyes. After answering the phone, he has to leave again...
He Chaoran came back after calling for a long time. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Lan Feifei with his back turned to him, so he stepped forward to take a look at her worriedly.
Her eyes were gently closed, and her long eyelashes covered the light blue eye sockets. It's just that there are crystal tears hanging on the eyelashes.
He Chaoran's chest tightened, his eyes slowly moved down, and finally fixed on the pillow cover wet with tears.
"Feifei..." He tentatively called her name in a low voice, with distress and guilt in his faint eyes.
Lan Feifei still turned her back to him and remained motionless, her eyes were still closed, she just moved her dry lips slowly, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "You... let's go."
He Chaoran was startled, sat down beside her bed, and patted on her quilt: "Feifei, I'm not leaving, I just want to ask you if you want some water."
"No, I don't want to drink anything." Lan Feifei pulled up the quilt and covered her head, "Go, I know you are busy. My parents will be here soon..."
While saying these words, she began to secretly shed a few tears again. She is really understanding and sensible! But she doesn't want to be a considerate girlfriend anymore! She wants to be like an ordinary little girl, who occasionally loses her temper and is sometimes unreasonable.
"Feifei!" Knowing that she was angry, He Chaoran pulled the quilt covering her face, "I won't leave, even if you drive me away, I won't leave."
Only then did Lan Feifei slightly put down the quilt covering her face, and glanced at him through the gaps in her big eyes: "Really? Just now... Wasn't your manager looking for you? About the concert..."
Before she finished speaking, He Chaoran interrupted: "The concert, how can it be more important than you? How can I rehearse with you now?"
"He Chaoran... I..." Lan Feifei's big eyes were filled with tears again, this time not because of grievance, but because of being touched.
But at this moment, He Chaoran's cell phone rang again. He looked at the name on the screen and hung up the phone quickly.
But the phone seemed to be against him, and it rang several times without hesitation. No matter how many times he hung up, it didn't help.
Lan Feifei looked at his irritable look, and whispered: "You pick it up! I'm much better, if you have something to do, go away! I promise I won't get angry or get angry with you."
However, He Chaoran threw the phone out of the window: "I said, I won't leave! At worst, I won't hold the concert, isn't it just liquidated damages?"
He is not short of money! Singing is just for fun! What's the point of being a star if he can't even take care of his girlfriend
"He Chaoran, I'm sorry..." Lan Feifei lowered her eyes guiltily. She knew that this was He Chaoran's first national tour concert, and he had put in a lot of effort for this concert. But because of his short temper, he gave up his dream for many years.
"Okay, don't think about it." He Chaoran helped her up and leaned against the head of the bed. "Now I'm not angry, can I eat well? I will feel sorry for you."