School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 249 Every Point Is Suffering

In the mirror, she was wearing a long red slim dress, the delicate lace set off her white legs, slender and straight, and her exquisite curves were completely outlined.The black curly hair is naturally draped around the waist, making it look charming, and wearing red high heels, it looks even more enchanting to the extreme.

"July is coming to you, hurry up."

A person hurriedly ran up ahead, urging her.

"it is good."

"what!"

When she lifted her foot, it seemed that there was a sharp knife hidden in the clothes behind her, which cut her skin fiercely, and she let out a cry of pain.

"This dress."

She pulled her clothes to see what happened, but the hurried voice sounded again: "Hurry up!"

Biting his lip, there was no other way, it was obviously impractical to change clothes at this time, so he had to bite the bullet and come out.

"Uh."

It seemed that as long as she took a step, dense pain would come from her body, and she was about to faint from the pain.

Resisting to walk to the center of the stage, her face was a little pale, even though she put on makeup, she couldn't hide her paleness.

"call."

It was only when she stood in front of the microphone that the pain disappeared, and she realized that the clothes had been tampered with, and it would hurt as long as she walked.

On the stage, she amazed everyone's eyes. Her long curly hair fluttered slightly in the breeze. She had a small and delicate oval face with a thin blush. Her big amber eyes were clear and flawless, and her red lips were slightly parted. Confused and charming, her temperament is very complicated, pure and enchanting.

"Bring everyone a piece of "Suffering"!"

After the words fell, the audience fell silent, waiting for her singing.

I closed my eyes, the person in my heart couldn't get rid of it, I activated my red lips, and the singing sounded slowly:

【I knew you were just a bird

After hugging, only feathers are left in the hands
Why did you waste it in the first place
So much coffee and roses to bother

i want to think quietly

Let love and hate no longer shake on the balance
When you think about it, you lose your balance

I can't turn off the light, but I can't turn off the storm]

As she sang, the past with Nangong Han flashed through her mind, his domineering, his strength, his pampering, and he occasionally acted like a wayward child to curry favor with her, just to make her smile.

Let this song be the end.

As soon as the heart beats, love begins to suffer

every moment

How good the fire is burning to ashes

Tell miss not to make noise

i believe i'm almost
almost forget you
reconcile with loneliness
The passionate treble soared, with shocking penetrating power and a sense of sadness, resounding through the entire campus. Everyone was dumbfounded. They never thought that the once useless bumpkin could sing so well.

"Uh."

Wearing high heels, she was a little sore from standing for too long. Just as she moved, the blade on her body cut her skin mercilessly, and there was heart-piercing pain from the soles of her feet. She felt a cold knife piercing her flesh , so that she dare not step on her foot.

The pain made her stop a little bit.

Everyone looked at her blankly on the stage, why didn't she sing?Haven't you finished singing yet?
In a dark corner, a pair of gloomy and cold eyes stared at her on the stage. There was a trace of blood on her white and tender legs, which was the same color as the clothes on her body. It was hard to tell whether it was blood or the corner of her skirt. ?

Eyebrows are tightly knit together, others don't know, but he knows!It was blood, and his intuition told him that she must be suffering some kind of pain.

On the stage, most Qiyue broke out in cold sweat. She supported the weight of her whole body on one foot, and she could feel a sharp blade hidden in the side of that foot. As long as she moved, it would stab into the flesh , she didn't dare to move, and didn't know how to continue.

　(See you tomorrow, Nangong Han can no longer restrain the urge to love her, la la la~, let’s hit the ticket~)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)