1325. Chapter 1325 Public Relationship

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Lan Feifei's mood was so low that she didn't hear a word of what He Chaoran sang.

Luo Xiaomei felt her depression and knew that she had said something wrong, so she quickly made amends: "Feifei... He Chaoran, that stinky boy, really likes you. I grew up with him and I know that. He must be dating you with the premise of marriage."

She didn't say the last sentence: If he dared not to marry Lan Feifei, she, as a cousin, would be the first to disagree! She would definitely kill him with a knife! A relationship that is not based on marriage is a hooligan!

"Yeah." Lan Feifei responded vaguely and didn't say anything else.

Of course she knew that He Chaoran really liked her, but when it came to engagement... it was probably a long way off. They didn't even dare to make their relationship public now, so how could they get engaged?

As He Chaoran became more and more famous, this matter would only be delayed more and more.

Originally, she didn't think it was a big deal. She was always casual and didn't care much about these formal things. But seeing the girls around her getting engaged one by one, she was not completely without feelings in her heart.

In a trance, the concert was coming to an end without her realizing it. The fans' emotions were getting out of control, and some even started crying.

The music on the stage suddenly became soft, and He Chaoran, who had changed into a black dress, slowly walked out from behind the stage.

"Wow, He Chaoran is dressed like this, and people who don't know him would think he is going to get married!" Hou Xiaoting said vaguely while eating chocolate, "Is there anyone who dresses so formally for a concert?"

Lan Feifei came back to her senses a little and looked at He Chaoran on the stage. The light at this moment was a little dim and ambiguous, and the colorful light circles with stars were rotating back and forth in the venue.

He Chaoran's originally flowing hair was combed meticulously and stood up neatly. He was wearing a well-made black tuxedo, a slightly Italian-style white shirt underneath, and a bow tie tied solemnly at the collar.

His handsome eyebrows and eyes looked a little hazy under the constantly changing lights, but they added another mysterious and noble temperament.

Although they were at a distance, Lan Feifei still clearly felt his nervousness. She was a little surprised that someone like He Chaoran, who was used to big scenes, would still be stage fright.

Then, she heard He Chaoran holding the microphone and began to sing affectionately. The last song was a very lyrical song, not his own work - but a long time ago, when he switched to singing Chinese songs, Lan Feifei chose the competition song for him.

"I forgot how it started, maybe it was just a feeling for you, and suddenly I found that I had fallen deeply in love with you. It's really simple..."

The magnetic and affectionate voice made the originally boiling scene suddenly quiet down, and everyone held their breath and listened to He Chaoran's singing.

Lan Feifei could feel that when singing this song, He Chaoran was always looking in her direction, as if he was singing it specifically for her.

In the last long and distant accompaniment, He Chaoran's eyes passed through the hazy and dreamy light and intertwined with hers.

"I want to dedicate this song to a special person. She has been by my side for so many years..."