not good, immortal

Chapter 71
The lighting in the outdoor parking lot is particularly harsh.

In the distance, people in the future draw an outline.

Feng He stood still.

As he got closer, the man's face became clearer and more distinguishable.

Yes, that's right, it was him.

In memory, the person who carefully held her in his arms, the person who smiled gently under the plane tree, the person she sneaked out to see late at night under the moonlight.

I don't know how to face it.

"We meet again." Lu Gui said.

"Damn it! Is this a trip to ask for a cat?!"

Before the emotions in Fenghe's heart were brewed, Qiao Zhenzhen decisively pulled her up and ran away.

The two figures disappeared in an instant, submerged into the noisy voices in the background.

Lu Gui was at a loss - I look like a bad guy?
"Old Lu, you're going the wrong way, this way hey!"

Lao Xu waved his guest card and came out from nowhere, "Hurry over here, the organizing committee has something to do with you."

"Okay, got it."

Looking back, Lu Gui saw a group of actors in pomegranate skirts hurrying up to the stage with props in their hands, which happened to cut off his sight of looking for people.

Forget it, work first, you can find her anyway.

Xiaohe is a good name.

……

"It really scared me to death." Qiao Zhenzhen held the chicken leg in her mouth, her mouth was vague, and she didn't care at all that someone was secretly taking pictures of her with her mobile phone.

"You don't have to worry." Feng He was holding a small cake and sitting on the box next to her, she missed Xiao Ba and the others a little.

"Why don't you worry! What if he asks me to take you back, really give you to him as a cat?"

Qiao Zhenzhen raised her eyebrows and showed a smirk, "Or, do you want to be someone else's cat?"

When cats raise...

Feng He's face blushed uncontrollably again.

She was thankful that she couldn't see clearly because of the black light, and explained: "Actually...he probably didn't come to look for you."

Qiao Zhenzhen picked off a bone and said, "It's not for me, it's for you, okay?"

"Uh..." I don't know where to start.

"Damn it!" Qiao Zhenzhen ignored the strange eyes attracted by the startled breath.

She put the bare chicken legs into an empty lunch box, quickly threw it into the trash can, ran back, squatted on the ground, looked at Feng He helplessly, and asked:
"So he really came to you? Do you have any stories!"

"It's not really a story..."

Feng He cut the head off and told Qiao Zhenzhen about the Yellow Fish Noodle Restaurant.

It's okay to follow that part secretly, um, in retrospect, it's really a bit abnormal.

"Wow!"

A melon-eating heart was nourished by gossip and satisfied, Qiao Zhenzhen took Feng He's hand, looked deeply into her eyes, and said:
"I want to tell you an eternal truth!"

"What truth?"

"In ancient and modern China and abroad, as long as you buy food for you, you like it!"

To buy food is to like...

Feng He thought for a moment and recalled:

"According to this logic, so Rong Jinxian Jun likes you?"

"What! It's a work meal, I often eat it everywhere, it doesn't count!"

"that……"

Feng He pointed behind her.

……

Fu Lanhua took Qiao Zhenzhen away, leaving Fenghe alone in the background.

Perhaps it was more or less lacking in the aura of not getting close to strangers, she reluctantly refused many staff members' requests for autographs, and felt that it would be more reliable to return to the auditorium.

Feng Hemao stooped, passed through the crowd, and returned to his seat.

On the stage, another person dressed like that "Hou Yu" was speaking.

The difference is that the two rows that were originally vacant in front are now neatly filled with people.

The person in front was still putting his shoulders on the shoulders of the person next to him, saying words such as "girlfriend" and "so envious".

Well.

Chinese people really like...girlfriends.

No wonder Zhenzhen has been raised by this place for a long time, so she is so addicted to dating.

Feng He shook his head, leaned against the back of the chair with his clothes in his arms, and inadvertently touched his left pocket with his elbow.

There is a slightly raised ring-shaped object separated by a thin layer of fabric.

It's... a bluetooth headset.

Evidence of Xiao Zhiyu's cheating.

By the way, I have to give this thing to Zhenzhen.

Feng He looked up and looked around.

The people on the stage were still speaking generously, and the people around seemed not to be too impressed with this program, they all lowered their heads and swiped their phones, and the auditorium was glowing with a bright blue light.

This scene is a bit gloomy.

An older lady sat next to her.

She stared at Feng He, swayed for a long time, just came over to want to take a group photo, before opening her mouth, she only heard the little girl say:
"Excuse me, can I trouble you to give way, I have something to go out for a while."

"……All right."

The eldest sister stepped aside awkwardly, watching the girl's back.

Suddenly remembered, what she said just now was more than what she said on stage combined!

I am very happy, earning and earning!

When Fengheyi Tathagata came, he walked out with his back bent.

Just when he straightened up, he bumped into someone again.

"I'm sorry."

While apologizing, she immediately reached out to protect the earphone.

But touched the opponent's hand again.

This knuckle, the familiar touch...

Feng He raised his head and looked at the man who was bowing his head.

Even in the darkness, those superior facial features are hard to hide.

"Hey, is that you?"

"Well, it's me."

It's... this familiar pose again.

After several times, Feng He only felt that this time, he seemed to be nestled in that person's arms too naturally, so he took a half step back as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Be careful." Lu Gui gently let go of Fenghe.

"Well, thank you." Feng He's voice was like a mosquito.

Only then did she realize that this little Lu Langjun was finally not wearing that gray suit.

This attire is the same as the clothes on Xianjun Qi An, but the color is slightly different, it melts like ink in the night, and there are lights around him, making his figure look straight.

It's really nice.

Feng He nodded slightly with a hint of appreciation in his expression.

"What's wrong?" Lu Gui caught her scrutinizing gaze.

"This dress suits you very well." Feng He thought about it, and carefully selected a less tendentious evaluation from his not too many modern vocabulary.

"Really? Thanks."

Both of them didn't know what to say, but they didn't want to say goodbye.

Their eyes met for a brief moment, and then quickly moved away.

It was the first time that Lu Gui felt so clumsy, he had no experience in dealing with girls.

Feng He prayed even harder, he couldn't see that his face might be turning pale.

The voice of the host floated from all directions like saving the scene——

"Please enjoy the wonderful program. The award ceremony will start later. In addition, we will issue letters of appointment to the winners of this poetry conference."

"Ah, yes, I have something to do now." Feng He remembered.

After this collision, I almost forgot that the earphones were still on me, so I had to send them to Zhenzhen first. As for Mr. Lu...

She touched the pocket on the right side with her hand again, "I'll come back to you later."

After Feng He finished speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

Lu Gui watched her leaving back.

There was a river wind blowing the black hair, fluttering, and quickly fading into the night with the slender and graceful figure.

"Looking for me?" he murmured.

He repeatedly weighed the meaning of these two words in his heart.

She doesn't even know who I am, how can I find him?
(End of this chapter)