1320. Chapter 1320 If You Do This, I Will Feel Bad

Lan Feifei looked at his figure disappearing outside the glass door, and she shed a line of clear tears unconsciously from the corner of her eyes. After he answered the phone, he was about to leave again...

He Chaoran made a long phone call before returning. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Lan Feifei's back to him, so he walked forward to take a look at her uneasily.

Her eyes were closed gently, and her long eyelashes covered the light blue eye sockets. But there were still crystal tears hanging on the eyelashes.

He Chaoran's chest tightened, and his eyes slowly moved down, finally settling on the pillow towel that was wet with tears.

"Feifei..." He called her name tentatively in a low voice, with distress and guilt in his pale eyes.

Lan Feifei remained motionless with her back to him, and her eyes were still closed. She just slowly moved her dry lips and made a low and hoarse voice: "You... let's go."

He Chaoran was startled, sat down by her bed, and patted her quilt: "Feifei, I'm not leaving. I just want to ask you if you want to drink some water."

"No, I don't want to drink anything." Lan Feifei pulled up the quilt and covered her head, "You can go, I know you are very busy. My parents will be here soon..."

While saying these words, she began to secretly shed a few tears. She is so considerate and sensible! But she doesn’t want to be an understanding girlfriend anymore! She wanted to be like an ordinary little girl, occasionally losing her temper and occasionally being unreasonable.

"Feifei!" He Chaoran knew that she was angry and pulled the quilt covering her face, "I won't leave. Even if you drive me away, I won't leave."

Lan Feifei then slightly put down the quilt covering her face, and glanced at him through the gap with her big eyes: "Really? Just now... wasn't your manager looking for you? About the concert..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by He Chaoran: "How can the concert be more important than you? How can I have the time to rehearse when you are like this?"

"He Chaoran...I..." There were tears in Lan Feifei's big eyes again, this time not because of grievance, but because of emotion.

But at this moment, He Chaoran's cell phone rang again. He looked at the name on the screen and quickly hung up the phone.

The phone seemed to be against him, and it rang several times. No matter how many times he hung up, it didn't help.

Seeing his irritable look, Lan Feifei whispered, "Just take it! I'm much better. If you have anything to do, just leave! I promise I won't get angry or make you angry."

But He Chaoran threw the phone out of the window: "I told you, I won't leave! In the worst case, there won't be a concert. Isn't that just liquidated damages?"

He is not short of money! Singing is just for fun! If he can't even take care of his girlfriend, what's the point of being a star?

"He Chaoran, I'm sorry..." Lan Feifei lowered her eyes with guilt. She knew that this was He Chaoran's first national tour concert and that he had put in a lot of effort for this concert. But just because of his temporary temper, he gave up his dream of many years.

"Okay, don't think about this." He Chaoran helped her up and leaned against the bed. "Now that I'm done with my anger, can I eat well? I'll feel bad if you do this."