Chapter 390 : Black Street Drag Race: All Popular Crossing
"Huhu! One king...must win..."
"Sister Qing, you are so handsome!"
"Ah! Super cool...new record..."
While I was still confused, everyone rushed into the runway, pulled Darius and I out of the car, and gathered around us to party.
What is going on? Why am I still here? Grandpa God, where is my time and space tunnel!
Time travel is so popular now, are you still stingy with me?
"I...did we win?" Looking at Darius with a smile on his face, I asked for the truth and covered my mouth in disbelief.
"Whatever you believe is true." Darius looked pale and was being cheered by a group of people. He smiled faintly at me.
"Ah! We won!" Darius gave me an answer with certainty, and I hugged him excitedly and shouted happily, telling the world that we won.
Hugging Darius, I cheered selflessly with everyone. Darius's slightly stiff body made me stop my little jump.
"Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me..." Unexpectedly, when I just let go of Darius and wanted to apologize to him, everyone stopped shouting and clapped their hands in rhythm.
It's over, misunderstanding. I hugged him just because of the joy of victory.
Darius looked at me, his eyes seemed to be floating behind me
I was stunned for a moment and turned around conditionally
His eyes fell on the little figure squeezed in the outermost layer for a second.
Jinbao stood outside the crowd, twitching the corners of his mouth, looking at us awkwardly, and avoiding my eyes.
My heart sank, the joy of victory was weighed down by a big stone, and the smile on the corner of my mouth gradually faded.
How could I forget Jinbao, haha... Han Qing, when you are selfish, you are crueler than anyone else.
I laughed at myself, I wanted to explain to Jinbao, but I haven’t taken the step forward yet
Darius was one step ahead of me, walked straight past me, and approached Jinbao step by step in a path that the crowd gave way to.
There seems to be a lot of hesitation left in that tall and thin figure.
"Kiss one, kiss one..."
The booing hasn’t stopped yet. Are these people trying to coax me or Jin Bao?
(as! Merry Christmas, classmates!! Ahem--little bird, because the sixteenth year old bird is sick if it doesn’t live up to expectations!!--)