School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 73 Take You To A Good Place
The teacher was lecturing endlessly on the podium, but she couldn't listen to a word, her whole heart seemed to be blocked by a stone.

That's fine, Nangong Han has given up on her, her life, her world, no longer disturbed by him, so clean, very good.

It's just that the memories in her head are constantly torturing her nerves.

The beautiful picture of the playground is playing like a movie, his indifferent and frosty face, his deep and clear eyes, his unruly posture, his casual smile on the sports car, like sunshine, deeply warm watching people.

For the whole morning, Nangong Han remained silent. In the whole classroom, all the students dared not make mistakes. Due to the existence of Nangong Han, they strictly abided by the rules.

"Ringling..." The school bell rang crisply.

Zuo Qiyue was lying on the table, unable to cheer up at all, when everyone was gone.Hearing the sound of her stomach growling, she stood up, put away her textbooks, and was about to leave.

"Uh." The door was locked, and she couldn't open it even after trying a few times.

The front and rear doors were locked.

Resigned to fate, Zuo Qiyue turned back to his seat again.Someone locked her up on purpose.

Time passed minute by minute, I was so hungry that I couldn't bear it, and my whole body was limp and paralyzed.

She shouldn't be cowardly, no matter how difficult it is, she will survive it, and when the limelight passes, her life will definitely return to normal.

"Bang!" After an unknown amount of time, the classroom door was kicked open, and Qiyue naturally heard the sound too. She raised her head lazily, just wanting to sink to the bottom in her own world.

Feng Yimo stood beside her quietly, holding a box in his hand, with lowered eyelids.

She seemed very lonely.

"July, are you asleep?"

After a while, he stretched out his hand and stroked her black hair gently, his eyes were full of tenderness.

This voice is wind and ink.

Most Qiyue slowly raised her head, staring at him with clear and watery eyes, startled in her heart, Xu Yisheng liked him, and her heart suddenly became complicated.

"Come with me!"

Seeing her dull eyes and lack of activity in the past, Feng Yimo took her hand in his big hand and walked towards the door.

Mu Ran stopped.

Nangong Han stood in front of them, with no emotion in his well-understood eyes.

The three people had their own concerns, and no one broke the first sentence.

However, Feng Yimo's hand was a little slack, and finally Qiyue felt it, and as if angry, he held Feng Yimo's big hand with his backhand, and walked away from Nangong Han swaggeringly.

At the door, his back was straight, his hands were clenched into fists, his eyes were half-lowered, and his glazed eyes were lowered, revealing an aura of anger and sadness.

Suddenly, he could clearly feel that he was abandoned.

Striding downstairs, she finally let go of Feng Yimo's hand in July, keeping a distance from him in embarrassment.

"……sorry."

Eyes as clear as jewels, looking at the sky in the corner, whispered to Qiyue, in order to maintain her dignity in front of Nangonghan, without Feng Yimo's consent, she used him as a shield again.

"Let's go."

Feng Yimo smiled slightly, with a nonchalant expression on his face, he took the lead and followed his footsteps in July.

"Yimo, where are we going?"

Seeing that he walked to the back mountain and took the lead in walking into a small path among the bushes in July, she stopped in her footsteps, and her tone was a little anxious and puzzled.

"Take you to a good place."

He stopped, turned around, said with a smile, stretched out his big hand in front of her, hesitated for a second, gently put his hand in his palm, and followed him into the grass.

(See you guys tomorrow. Does anyone like Feng Yimo? Actually, Feng Yimo...hehe...you can't guess, you can't guess.)
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