Chapter 183: Full of aura

Under Mingyue's domineering gaze, Lang Qing'er suddenly felt like a clown jumping off the beam, and just when she was cramped and uneasy, the soft call of "Mingyue ......" came from not far away.

When she heard the reputation, she saw a few girls running to this side, Lang Qing'er clearly remembered that one of them was that An Yi was the protagonist of the birthday party of the East Dinner before, and the alarm bell in her heart attacked, and after briefly weighing the pros and cons, she decided not to fight with the other party!

So, taking advantage of the gap between Mingyue looking back at her friend, Lang Qing'er hurriedly said: "I'm relieved to know your attitude and generosity, then I won't bother for now." ”

couldn't wait for Mingyue to respond, Lang Qing'er took out the speed of the race walk and fled.

Obediently, those four girls don't have a fuel-efficient lamp, today's new hatred plus the old hatred of the past, the saliva of each of them gathered together can drown her, and those who know that the situation is not in their favor and stay must be fools.

Besides, instead of competing with a group of little girls, it is better to find a place to refine and improve the next plan!

Lang Qing'er had just walked not far away, and Ran Ran had already run to Mingyue's side, staring at the back of the former enemy, and asked in a very bad tone: "What is she doing here?" ”

The onlookers saw that the expected tearing show did not start, and they dispersed in disappointment.

Pan Xiaoting and Xu Jingjing then came together, and they both looked at Mingyue curiously and with concern: "Didn't you come to find trouble?" ”

Mingyue shook her head and smiled indifferently, her calm temperament is very reminiscent of a sentence, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face did not change!

"Even if she wants to, she has to look at the location and occasion, Lang Qinger loves face, and she must maintain her good image as an intellectual girl, for her, the school is obviously not suitable for finding fault." Mingyue felt that it was a trivial matter, so why let them be angry again?

I looked at my watch, it was still early, so I said goodbye to everyone again and rushed to the place I wanted to go.

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The cemetery is still desolate, and the soft twilight is not warm for a minute, and the bright moon stands in front of the tombstone for a long time, staring at the photo of Kim Haoxi, quietly without saying a word.

There was a faint vapor in her eyes, and she was also full of deep attachment and reluctance, as if she had a thousand words to say to him, but Mingyue pursed her lips, not knowing where to start, but she was reluctant to leave......

She thinks about Haoxi, she should be missing all the time, if it weren't for his feelings as support, it would be difficult for Mingyue to go through these days of losing him.

I want to meet, as if he has never gone far, as long as I open my arms to embrace his warmth.

wants to tell him what is in her heart, although I believe that Haoxi of Heaven must understand her feelings......

There are many, many things that she wants to do, but when she really stands here, Mingyue finds herself at a loss. Time passed second after second, those surging emotions like sea water flowed in her body, she wanted to confide, she wanted to express, she wanted to ask for comfort, but the words couldn't come out of her mouth.

The evening breeze is intoxicatingly warm, the scenery is so beautiful that the viewer's heart is broken, and the faint scent of flowers floats in the air.

It's a pity that there is no if, no matter how warm the wind in the cemetery is, it also makes people's hearts cold, no matter how fragrant the flowers are, it is difficult to hide the sadness, no matter how many people come to visit, they can't get rid of the thick loneliness, and no matter how long they stay, they will still feel reluctant to leave.

Mingyue really experienced these exclamations, and at that time I always felt that there was too little time, and I didn't have time to say a thousand words; The silence at this moment is undoubtedly a cruel squandering of time!