Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me

Chapter 215 I'm sorry for the harm to you

The cold winter wind raged by, his hair was flying with the wind, he looked at the person in the crowd, clenched his fists, and filled his chest with words full of words.

Fu Nanli's car parked in front of the Yifu building, and she saw Wen Qiao in the crowd at a glance. She was tall and dressed in a short off-white down jacket with long hair casually draped, making her very outstanding.

Yang Yin had a small event in the evening, and he came over in advance to watch her performance.

I looked up and saw that the man standing on the original terrace was the boy named Zhuang Yan.

His bodyguard explained to him: "It's a regular activity at the end of each semester of Central Music, and the students will shout what they think on this terrace."

With the window ajar, Zhuang Yan on the roof finally began to speak.

"I used to like a girl very much." When he spoke, the veins on his neck were exposed, and he exhausted all his strength to fight his teenage self-esteem.

Xu Lu's heart sank completely.

Wen Qiao looked at the hysterical teenager, but his heart was calm.

"When I was in high school, I was a conceited and upright boy, who valued face more than anything else."

Fu Nanli's jaw line slowly tightened, the cold light in his eyes raged, his breathing was slightly choked, and he only looked at Wen Qiao in the crowd.

Qiaoer, if there were no lasting reasons, who would you choose?

"When the girl confessed to me, I did not accept it. This is the last thing I regret in life. I arbitrarily believe in the false comments about her in school. I spend every day in regret. I was wrong. Sorry!"

This is the first time Zhuang Yan said sorry.

He stood in the cold wind, looked down at her in the crowd, and said sorry over and over again.

Lu Youyou's eyes were a little red, "Fuck, what is Zhuang Yan doing? Qiao Qiao, one yard goes to one yard, I really didn't expect him to bow his head one day."

Wen Qiao shrugged.

Lu Youyou said again: "If there was no Shao Fu, would you forgive Zhuang Yan?"

Wen Qiao gently shook his head: "There is no such if."

The sky is clear, but Xu Lu's heart is gloomy. Zhuang Yan didn't care about it. For the sake of Wen Qiao, he didn't want his most proud self-esteem.

The only thing she was fortunate was that fortunately, Wen Qiao had Fu Nanli beside her.

Wen Qiao wanted to double-heartedly, and Fu Nanli would not allow it.

Zhuang Yan never had that chance in his life.

Zhuang Yan finally got down from the rooftop, calmed down, and sober, but he didn't regret his crazy behavior just now. He faced his own heart and overcome his inner obstacles.

Finally it was Wen Qiao's turn. She was the last one. Until she was standing on the terrace, she saw a black Maybach, Funanli's car parked not far away. She said a few words that she hoped that the folk music will get better and better Mandarin.

The people in front of the Yifu Building gradually dispersed, leaving only Zhuang Yan, Xu Lu, Zhao Tong and Wen Qiao's dormitory. She quickly went downstairs.

Passing by Zhuang Yan, Zhuang Yan's heart beats abnormally fast, but she just passed him, without stopping, without stopping, even without him in her eyes, she ran back quickly.

He followed her and turned his sights, and saw her running to a black car.

Sitting in the car, Fu Nanli saw her walking towards him with a smile, and her heart fell every inch.

You can only stay by my side if you love or not.

"How did you come?"

(End of this chapter)