Chapter 39. Push the plot

Qiao Li and Feng Yi were walking by the small pond next to the dormitory.

The cold wind stings on the face, withered grass floats on the water of the pond, the lights are dim, and the atmosphere is not romantic enough. But the young couples by the pond are still immersed in the poetic plot created by themselves, kissing and hugging, as if there is no one else around.

Feng Yi put Qiao Li's hands into his warm pockets and asked, "Are you wearing so little cold?"

Qiao Li, who was wearing a coat, shook her head: "It's not cold, I'm wearing thermal underwear."

Feng Yi's face blushed strangely, and he didn't know what to think, so he coughed a few times.

Qiao Li was used to his stupid behavior and asked him, "Do you have an exam tomorrow?"

Feng Yi nodded: "One in the morning and one in the afternoon."

"The wedding night is over, I can come to you."

Feng Yi's hand held hers and kept rubbing it: "Okay, you have to come to me early."

Qiao Li paused and said, "I'm going back to my hometown early this year. The old man in the family is celebrating his birthday. I should stay there for a long time. After we meet tomorrow, we can only see each other in the next year."

Feng Yi's bright eyes suddenly dimmed because of the goodbye, and he said in a muffled voice, "Why do we always get together less and leave more?"

Qiao Li actually doesn't have much real feelings about meeting and parting, and in relationships, she is not someone who likes to rely on others.

Feng Yi was tall, with his head drooping, looking really pitiful.

Perhaps the sweet couple who insisted on being in the cold wind affected her. She rubbed Feng Yi's head, and Feng Yi immediately hit the snake on the stick and bent over to hug her.

Qiao Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry, Feng Yi rubbed and rubbed on her body, reminding her of the kind of kitten that declares sovereignty and wants to rub off on its owner.

He muttered: "Qiao Li..." The ending dragged on.

"Um?"

"We'll be fine later, won't we?"

"Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

Feng Yi hugged her tightly: "I will grow up quickly."

"I'm eighteen years old, and I've grown up."

Feng Yi stopped talking and continued to rub.

Qiao Li couldn't resist his rude look, and let him hold her.

Under the bleak moonlight, Feng Yi wearing a long black down jacket hung firmly on Qiao Li, and no one understood the young man's mind.

Feng Yi, who was only 17 years old, had his first relationship at the age of 18.

I don't know much about love, but I'm deep in it.

Qiao Li attended the wedding of her high school classmates, a goddess-level figure in her high school grade, and the daughter of a colleague in her parents' unit.

The wedding venue is very large, and many people are invited. Compared with blessing the newlyweds, more people come with the mind of the party.

Yu Yan's parents had a good relationship with the bride's parents, and when Qiao Li arrived, she had already arrived.

Before the two could say a few words, Qiao Li was greeted by her high school classmates to sit in the seat arranged.

The reunion of high school classmates is nothing more than bragging about the recent situation.

Qiao Li, who used to be the top student in the class, has now turned the ugly duckling into a swan, and everyone couldn't help but look at her.

"Qiao Li, I heard that you and Zhou Zhe are dating?" someone said gossip.

Qiao Li's expression was natural: "Yes, we talked, we broke up."

But some people just didn't know the interest, and continued to inquire: "Hey, Zhou Zhe is a well-known male god, and now he is doing well, why are you willing to let him go?"

Qiao Li smiled but didn't answer.

At this time, Zhou Zhe came, everyone cheered, and he could only sit down next to Qiao Li.

Qiao Li didn't react, but Zhou Zhe was a little embarrassed.

He said first: "Are you going back for the New Year?"

"Well, I should go back to my hometown for a while."

Zhou Zhe didn't accompany Qiao Li back to his hometown, and he didn't know where her hometown was, so the topic ended.

He looked at her sideways. She dressed very low-key today, and she was just right. After all, she was a guest, and the protagonist was the bride. On weekdays, she was always a delicate and radiant beauty, but today she has restrained her sharpness, and any female classmate at the same table is more high-profile than her.

She is really unfamiliar like this. She has always been tense, beautiful and self-aware. Her beauty is her confidence, but she always loses a bit of aura, unlike today, which makes him unable to take his eyes away.

He couldn't help thinking, why did she change?

When the bride entered, the lights of the venue dimmed, leaving only a beam of white light hitting the bride, like a dream.

Zhou Zhe knew Qiao Li. She used to be extremely inferior in appearance. Even if she ranked first, she was always cringing.

He knew that she had secretly noticed him in high school, and he knew that she envied the goddess in the class.

He asked in a mysterious way: "Do you envy her?"

Qiao Lizhong looked back at the bride and looked at him suspiciously.

Zhou Zhe thought she would definitely not admit it, how could she admit it because of her arrogance.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Li smiled and said, "Envy, she looks very happy and beautiful."

Zhou Hui choked.

His unseen thoughts reappeared.

He thinks that he knows Qiao Liren the best in this world, understands her inferiority complex and vigor, and has seen her dark side. It felt as if the whole world was attracted only by her beautiful appearance, and only he understood her inside.

The bride and groom took their oath, the atmosphere was lively, and some people even stood up to take pictures.

"I broke up with Feng Sisi," he said to Qiao Li.

Qiao Li frowned at him, and when he met her gaze, he couldn't help lowering his head.

When she looked up again, she had already left and sat next to Yu Yan at the next table.

Yu Yan looked at Zhou Zhe's awkward expression on Zhang Jun's face and asked amusingly, "What's wrong with him, do you want to turn back?"

Qiao Li didn't answer, just shook her head.

Yu Yan stopped asking and focused on the newlyweds: "Ah, the wedding dress wasn't as pretty when I got married."

"Why is the focus here?"

"Isn't that the point? Ever since I was a child, I've been dreaming about the day of my wedding, how beautiful and beautiful I'll be wearing a wedding dress. As for the groom and married life, it's all about taking the lead."

Qiao Li smiled and bumped her shoulder.

Yu Yan also followed with a smile: "Hey, I really envy her. She has always been beautiful since she was a child, and her parents are fond of her. She has dated scumbags, but she won't get hurt. After breaking up, she will be replaced immediately. A man who has only known each other for three months dares to marry happily."

She concluded: "If you want me to say, those who have been cared for and grown up are really strong, they are innocent, kind, brave and fearless, they will not have those cowardices that go around in circles, and they will not be afraid of the 'in case of injury in the relationship'. '." She smirked, "but most people will laugh at them for being naive and immature, and think they are spoiled idiots. Hahaha, who is not necessarily an idiot?"

Qiao Li couldn't help but think of Feng Yi, and of his brilliant smirk.

Her expression softened, and Yu Yan found out and teased her: "Thinking of your little boyfriend?"

"Yeah." She admitted generously.

"What? Want to get married too?"

Qiao Li was taken aback: "Of course not."

Yu Yan tilted her head: "You never thought about your future with him."

Qiao Li uttered a few words after a long while: "No..." She didn't, but Feng Yi did.

Her heart was suddenly in a mess, and she didn't understand it until the end.