Chapter 959

She can't let go of this relationship, she can't let go of him. However, now he hated her to death, the more he thought about it, the more heartbroken he was.

In the evening, she listens to music and drinks in a small bar nearby.

The waiter brought up a light blue cocktail: "Miss, that gentleman bought you a drink."

Jiang wanting looked along. A young man with wine in his hand nodded to her not far away. She politely replied with a smile, but didn't touch the glass of wine.

"You look blue, miss." After a while, a nice voice came, and the man had already sat next to her.

"Yes." There was some alienation in the tone.

She is not so active and enthusiastic to all men. For men who take the initiative to chat up, she is a little defensive and doesn't offend or get close to them.

"You may not remember me. I live in the same inn with you. You are beautiful." Men have no taboo praise.

A few days ago, he was taking a picture in the street of a small town, and she just broke into his camera lens without knowing it.

She slightly raised her head and covered her eyes with her hands. The sun was shining on her face. Her skin was as transparent as if it was beautiful. Her face was quiet and serene. Her smile and twinkle were so moving. He hurried to catch it. When he came back, she had disappeared.

His heart is full of chagrin and loss, such a beautiful girl, how can not ask her contact information.

Unexpectedly, the next day she found that she lived in the same inn with herself.

Every day, when she was reading in the hall and looking at the scenery outside the window, he sat not far away to look at her, so he stayed in this place for several more days.

She is like a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks. People can see her from afar but can't play with her. He can't bear to destroy the beautiful artistic conception.

That night, I finally couldn't help chatting up, but the goddess didn't seem to want to know him, which made him a little disappointed.

In the face of his praise, she only said, "thank you." I don't want to say more.

She put down her glass and was about to leave. Just then, the light of the whole bar went dark and became very quiet.

Just as people began to get upset, the lights on the stage came on, and a girl with twenty or so short hair and a pretty face stood on it.

"I'm sorry to take you ten minutes to tell my God." The girl's tone is sincere.

Most of the bars are tourists who travel here. It's really admirable to summon up courage in front of so many people and confess to the people they like. No matter Oriental or westerner, they all applaud encouragingly to give courage to girls.

The girl held the microphone in her hand and looked straight ahead: "song song, this is the fifth time that I have confessed to you. Although you patted my head before to let me stop joking, I really like you very much. We've always been friends. In the four years I've been chasing you, you've fallen in love three times and had five ambiguous objects. I don't hate them, but I'm really envious and jealous. Song song, you say you like thinner girls, I will try my best to lose weight, in order to give up my favorite food for you, you like girls with short hair, I will cut off my long hair, I really want to be what you like. Song song, if you accept me, please give me a hug. If you refuse me, I will lose, but I will not give up. There will be the sixth and seventh confession later. I hope you don't bother me. I really like you. When you are upset and sad, don't forget that I care about you forever The girl's voice is getting lower and lower, some choking.