Ji Zhuoyun no longer paid attention to Twilight Chen, he stood in front of Nanfeng Ling and asked, "You came here for him?" ”

"Hmm." Nan Fengling did not shy away from admitting it.

"He looks like that guy?" Nanfeng Ling raised his head and looked at Ji Zhuoyun.

I don't know if it should be or not.

"Yes." She said yes anyway.

"I understand, in a month, if there is no result, I will accompany you back to Beiyuan."

"Ji Zhuoyun."

"I've decided, you don't have to do any more."

With no one in sight, Twilight felt bored and quietly walked away.

"I'm going to move out of Jifu and move to the theater building, they have a room for Rao."

"You're not a subordinate."

"I'm running in the theater now."

"Do you have to suffer this?"

"We don't have a relationship, we don't want to trouble you."

"I don't think it's troublesome."

"Uncle Ji will be unhappy."

"You think about others in every way, but what about yourself? You always make yourself miserable. ”

"Promise me, okay?" She had a begging tone, but she didn't want to argue with Ji Zhuoyun.

"I'll come to see you every day."

"You promised?"

"Hmm."

"Thank you."

"The cup of hot tea?"

"You're still worried about it, but it's just a splash on the hem of your skirt, and it's fine."

"Why was the tea spilled?"

"This girl Ann probably likes Twilight, and she's hostile to me."

"Miss Ann?"

"The daughter of the class master."

"With her in charge, your life here will not be easy."

"It's just a month."

Ji Zhuoyun was silent for a while, and only replied one, "Hmm." ”

"You go back first, I still have work to do."

"My own heart."

"Okay." Nanfeng Ling turned and walked away.

She went back to the house to clean up, and as soon as it was dusk, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled all over every corner of Yuzhou.

When Nan Fengling packed up and went to the dining room, everyone had already eaten dinner, leaving only a few steamed buns.

She took a few steamed buns and sat down in front of the stone steps in the backyard.

Twilight sees her as she walks through the cloister and turns away.

"You're avoiding me?" Nanfeng Ling shouted to stop him.

He had to stop and look back, "No Sakura"

"Then why did you see me and leave?"

"I'm worried that Ji Gongzi will misunderstand."

"What did he misunderstand?"

"Don't you like him when you care so much about his feelings?"

"He blocked the knife for me, and I don't want to see him sad."

Twilight accidentally sees the steamed bun in her hand.

"Have you had dinner and still eat steamed buns?"

"This is dinner, and that's all they left for me."

Twilight scoffed, "Why do you have to suffer this? ”

"It's my business."

"So it's your business." Twilight turned to leave.

"Your singing is really ugly." Nanfeng Ling always kept him before he was about to leave.

"Don't you still like me?"

"If you weren't him, I wouldn't like you." The south wind muttered.

"What are you, be louder."

"Do you have a favorite girl?"

"Your business has nothing to do with me, and my business has nothing to do with you."

"If you have a girl you like now, I'll plan for my future."

"What are you going to do?"

"Leave, get married, I'm an old girl now."

"Miss Southwind should have planned earlier, because I had a crush on someone."

"What's her name, and when did you meet? Clear? Does she like you? ”

"No comment."

"Have you forgotten what happened before?"

"You seem to know me well? Did you investigate me? ”

"What's your crush?"

"What does it have to do with you?"

"Let me die."

"But I don't want you to die."

"Is it An Xirou?"

"It's none of your business."

"You hate my existence?"

"If you're talking down because of me, I don't think it's necessary, because I won't look up at you."

"When I'm gone, you're going to look up at me?"

"Maybe."

"If I'm gone, you'll regret it."

"I won't." Twilight replied solemnly.

Nan Fengling glanced up at him, got up and walked away.

She didn't want to make a noise, just because she felt upset.

For several days after that, Nanfeng Ling did things silently, ignoring Twilight, and was not even willing to say a word to Twilight.

As a running hall, Nanfeng Ling has to clean up the backstage and greet guests in the lobby.

When there are many people in the lobby, there are only a few people.

Every time Dusk Chen came on stage, Nanfeng Ling could sit idle and listen to him sing.

His joke was not accurate, and it was 108,000 miles worse than the Hua Dan he saw in the palace.

Nan Fengling wants to laugh every time he listens to him singing, laughing heartlessly, and shedding tears inexplicably.

She stood in the audience and laughed while wiping tears from her eyes.

Every time Twilight sees her like this, she thinks she's crazy.

"Xiao Ying, what have you experienced this year?"

"Singing so badly, get out!"

When Nan Fengling muttered to himself, several men in the audience threw teacups and teacups on the stage.

Twilight easily dodges.

When he saw the teacup and teacup flying towards the twilight dust, Nan Fengling's heart rose to his throat, and he was secretly relieved to see him dodge.

Twilight saw all these movements of her.

At the end of the play, when the men left, Nan Fengling dared to step forward to pick up the debris on the ground.

There are often people who make trouble, if it is not particularly serious, it will be a problem, not to mention that the scene of Twilight is really bad.

"What are you laughing at offstage?" While Nanfeng Ling was cleaning up, Twilight suddenly appeared behind her.

She lost her mind, her fingertips cut by splinters, and a few drops of blood ran down her fingers.

Seeing that her hand was injured, Twilight finally put away the smile on the corner of her mouth, "Every time I go on stage, what do you cry and laugh offstage?" Crying ugly? Or are you laughing at me? ”

"You look like the person I like, I feel happy, you sing ugly, I feel uncomfortable."

"You're being sincere."

"Why is Twilight willing to take care of me?" Nanfeng Ling turned around and looked at him.

is obviously down, but there is still stubbornness in her eyes.

Those eyes even resembled the eyes of his dreams.

Twilight's lips smiled again.

He took Nan Fengling's hand, pulled her into his arms, and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

Just kiss it lightly, and then let go, "It's tasteless." ”

All this came and went quickly, and Nanfeng Ling didn't have time to react at all.

She was just stunned for a moment, turned and ran away.

For a moment, she felt insulted.

She ran to the miscellaneous room of the theater building, squatted in the corner and kept wiping her tears.

At the moment, she only felt sad and sad.

Once left Beiyuan in a hurry, came to Huanyue Country with Xiao Ying, gambled on the happiness of a lifetime, thinking that Xiao Ying would be good to himself, but he didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

"You think I'm slighting you?" Twilight pushed open the door to the miscellaneous room and walked over to Nanfeng Ling.

He stood against the light, with a few halos on his body, and the whole person looked a little unreal.

Twilight had already changed out of her costume and taken off her makeup, her mouth still chuckling in an incomprehensible smile.

Hearing that someone was starting a station, Nan Fengling had already quickly wiped away his tears with his sleeve.

Seeing that it was Twilight, she got up and left.

Twilight stands in front of her, blocking her path.

"Or, do you think I'm not obsessed with your kiss and you're a little disappointed?"