Super Miserable Time Travel: Concubine Lie Fu

Chapter 290 The Finale Part 5
"What's the matter, what's wrong with my distraction? Did some handsome guy come into your eyes again?" I pouted helplessly. When Xiaolan called me, she usually discussed with me which handsome guy was handsome.

"No, a handsome guy is looking for you! Look!"

I looked outside, and saw the boy in black, leaning on the railing outside the corridor and smiling at me. Through the clear glass window, his smile caused some nympho to sigh secretly.

My head slammed, I had to stand up frowning, isn't that boy Nan Yue who looks just like Nangong Huangyue?Hey, Little Viet Nam, I don’t know what to do with me.

I went out and stood in front of him and looked at him faintly.

"Why, do you look at your benefactor with this kind of eyes?" Nan Yue was a little dissatisfied, but still smiled brightly.

"Is something wrong?" I asked lightly.

"To save face, on Sunday, Qianwei Island in the east of the city, see you at nine o'clock in the morning, see you soon!" He smiled evilly at me, and strode away as soon as he finished speaking...

Uh……

Is he a student at my school?
He... is dating me?

I rubbed my head, and some painful memories hit me, and I let out a muffled groan, feeling that the world is starting to mess up again...

However, no matter what, back in the present world, those memories are still my most precious things, no matter how painful the fact is.And in this life, Nangong Huangyue... those dreams that I have not had time to realize, those loves that I have not had time to express in the future, can they be realized in this life...

I looked up at the blue sky, and my heart suddenly became brighter. The past and the past are all over, and I only suffer from the ups and downs of Bai Ling's body.Those pains remained in my heart, became my memories, and became the most abundant wealth in my future life.

At least, I won't be restrained by that Xu Kexun anymore, at least, I don't think I will have any interaction with that Xu Kexun anymore!

At nine o'clock on Sunday morning, Thousand Flavors Island.

Thousand Flavors Island in the east of the city is a restaurant comparable to McDonald's. It is full of people, and the pale yellow seats are almost filled with customers.

(End of this chapter)