Looking at Huang Qingwu's look, Lin Weiyue could understand something. She considered her wording and said in a soft voice: "Han Yichu is a man of the year in our school. Even if he is low-key, he can't be low-key. Not to mention his appearance, his talent and background alone are enough to charm many people

And he has a very good character and temper... "

Lin Weiyue said, Huang Qing dance almost all excited to listen, eyes are not blinking, even breathing, she is afraid to miss any word.

Lin Weiyue is too worried to see such a dance. What should she do if she is also infatuated with Han Yichu? Lin Weiyue changed her tone and said: "Han Yichu is very good. There are too many girls in our school who like him. There are many people who love him openly and secretly, but everyone thinks that because Han Yichu has a girlfriend, and his girlfriend is very beautiful and nice, and she is a miss of the Helian family. She has a strong background like the Han family

Everyone says that they are the best match. Han Yichu is very fond of his girlfriend. It's useless for everyone to be envious... "

Lin Weiyue said that this is just to make Huang Qingwu die. Don't have unrealistic illusions about Han Yichu. That will only make Huang Qingwu feel uncomfortable.

Although Huangqing dance is also very beautiful, it is poetic beauty, but the background of Huangqing dance is not as good as helianman, and helianman is loved and protected by Han Yichu, so Huangqing dance is totally impossible.

Although she didn't have the heart to attack Huangqing dance, she wanted to erase the idea that just sprouted in Huangqing dance's heart.

Huang Qingwu heard that Han Yichu had a girlfriend. They loved each other very much. She was just like being struck by thunder. Her head exploded and her ears were buzzing.

The smell of blood welled up in her throat

When Lin Weiyue saw the bloodstain on the corner of Huang Qingwu's mouth and her look of tears and despair, she was startled. "Qingwu, Qingwu, what's the matter with you?"

No matter what Lin Weiyue said, Huang Qingwu's whole body seemed to be stiff, her heart was in pain, and her heart was shaking.

"Leaning dance, leaning dance..."

Lin Weiyue looks at Huang Qingwu and regrets saying those words. If Huang Qingwu likes it, let her like it.

I don't know how many times Lin Weiyue shouts. Huang Qingwu hears it. She blinks her misty eyes, looks at Lin Weiyue in despair, and smiles.

This smile, let Lin Weiyue see all can't help heartache, "tilt dance, I'm sorry, I shouldn't tell you this."

Huang Qingwu shook his head, wiped his tears with the back of his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Cough..."

The smell of blood surged up, and the emperor's leaning dance turned black in front of his eyes.

She doesn't believe that Han Yichu has a girlfriend. How can he?

He used to treat her so well and spoil her so much.

For a moment, Huang Qing dance couldn't accept it at all.

She laughs, and then laughs.

Lin Weiyue only felt that this kind of laughter was too cold. She had never seen such a Huang Qingwu before. "Qingwu, don't be like this, don't be like this..."

Huang Qingwu's eyes are empty, and the whole person is just like no soul. She murmurs to herself, "I'm not uncomfortable, I'm not uncomfortable, I'm not uncomfortable..."

As if repeating like this, she is really not uncomfortable, but her heartache can't breathe, what can I do?

After a long time, she was a little bit normal and looked at Lin Weiyue askew, "does he have a girlfriend?"

Lin Weiyue nodded.