The white moonlight gl

Touching his nose, turning off the light and locking the door, Feng Qingshui didn't go to get those things in the end. The two of them carried backpacks and walked quietly on the campus. The sky was full of stars, and the night was getting darker. Mo Rantong looked at Feng Qingshui, Thinking of Yan Nuo, she said quietly: "Yan Nuo said that you seem to have a prejudice against her, and you are alienating her recently, she asked me to speak nice words for her in front of you, and when she asks, how should I answer her?"

Shenghuai is very big, with gardens, woods, lakes, courts, all kinds of green plants and built play facilities, etc. The two are walking on the narrow path beside the playground at the moment. The sky is dark, but the playground is also very lively. The teenagers playing basketball either opened their arms or unbuttoned a few shirts, sweating on the basketball court, while their respective cheerleaders were shouting.

Hearing Mo Rantong's words, Feng Qingshui was taken aback for a moment, she took her eyes away from those teenagers on the playground, blinked, and said perfunctorily.

"As you like."

Anyway, she was leaving too, no matter if it was the protagonist attacking the male supporting role or promises, she didn't want to care about it anymore.

"Heh, what do you mean follow me? She is your best friend, not mine. You just deal with your relationship for more than ten years, and you don't even give her a chance to explain. Feng Qingshui, you How can you be so ruthless? Where did she annoy you, you can talk about her, you can explain it to her, but now? If you don't tell the reason, you will deal with it coldly, Feng Qingshui, I misunderstood you. "

Long-winded, hard-spoken, after finishing these words, Mo Rantong glanced at Feng Qingshui angrily, grabbed the schoolbag strap on his shoulder, and ran away, leaving Feng Qingshui in a daze In situ, with a dazed look on his face.

"..."

I always feel that this low-profile version of the protagonist Gong seems to be broken, and this is even more felt when Feng Qingshui slowly walks to the gate of Shenghuai.

"Yo, I thought you went home, why are you still here, are you waiting for me, how embarrassing?"

In terms of verbal skills, Feng Qingshui is not necessarily inferior to Mo Rantong, she satirized Mo Rantong with the corners of her mouth upturned, yin and yang, and Feng Qingshui saw Mo Rantong standing under the tree, and looked at her accusingly, As if she had done something heinous, she immediately wanted to roll her eyes.

It is impossible for Mo Rantong to go home.To her, that home was a quagmire, a hell, a dirty blood, a cancer, an existence that she would never want Feng Qingshui to know.In comparison, she would rather accept Feng Qingshui's endless beatings.But in reality, Mo Rantong found that she was not good enough, she couldn't even stand Feng Qingshui's taunting skills, she was spoiled.

Simply Feng Qingshui is not a vexatious person, she approached Mo Rantong, took out her mobile phone and said naturally: "What do you want to eat?"

Mo Rantong's grades are very good, and the tuition and miscellaneous fees in Shenghuai are free, and there are even many scholarships.However, due to family reasons, Mo Rantong has always been frugal, budgeting carefully, and saving as much as he can. He has never been to, eaten, or played in many places.But since she became a couple with Feng Qingshui, she has some understanding of these things.

Without hesitation, Mo Rantong reported the names of a few dishes. Seeing Feng Qingshui nodding and saying let's go, Mo Rantong followed behind like a little daughter-in-law with reddish ears.

One side is happy, and the other side is sour.

In the end, Feng Qingshui gave Mo Rantong the answer. After she finished her meal, she said something abruptly. Mo Rantong was startled at first, and then pursed her lips.

"There is no relationship that lasts forever and remains the same. It is better to break it now than to get hurt later."

To be honest, Mo Rantong did not agree with Feng Qingshui's words, but as a member who was also cut off and abandoned, what could she say?

The day of parting is getting closer, and Mo Rantong is getting more and more anxious. She really wants to break Feng Qingshui's wings, trap her feet, and keep her from leaving, but in the end, she is still too weak and not strong enough.

From Monday to Thursday, Feng Qingshui didn't go back to Feng's house, but stayed in the hotel with Mo Rantong. As for Yannuo, Mo Rantong didn't reply to her according to Feng Qingshui's words, but left room for it.

Give the two people a chance to maneuver and reconcile.

On Friday, Mo Rantong was in a daze and kept distracted.She couldn't hear the teacher's lecture, nor could she understand the exercises in the workbook.Her mind was full of the last day, the last day, and her heart was so empty.

Isn't that right, it's the last day, all the materials have been prepared, and she has also received a notice from the foreign agent.Feng Qingshui curled her lips and smiled, anyone could see her good mood.

"Qingqing, is studying abroad so happy?"

With a bitter face, Yan Nuo looked at his best friend, with the illusion that once she left, they would never go back to the past.

"Yes."

Gently nodding, Feng Qingshui looked at Yan Nuo, and raised a rare smile at him with a big smile.

"Then when will you return to China? I'll be prepared. Will you change your mobile phone number? Have you activated international roaming? Is your email still the same? Will you come back during the holidays and Chinese New Year? How can we contact you?"

"I don't know, it will be changed, the mailbox has changed, I'm not sure, I don't know." She didn't care at all, Yan Nuo heard the expression, Feng Qingshui rolled her eyes, and began to tidy up the table pockets, and the few schoolbags on the ground. piles of presents.

This is someone else's heart, pure and sincere, measured, and did not embarrass her or disturb her, Feng Qingshui naturally would not trample and ignore it.Even compared with Fengqing's rumors that Nuomo stained his/them's eyes, this kind of momentary concern that she didn't pay anything, but she could feel it, made Feng Qingshui more comfortable.

Send a text message to Uncle Liu and ask him to bring two suitcases with him when he drives to pick her up in the evening. Looking again, male and female students inside and outside the classroom all looked sideways.