Chapter 301 Relief
"Don't go!" Seeing that Xingxing was about to leave, Binghan, who had not spoken all this time, suddenly uttered two words. The voice was not too low, but she was still watching quietly on the water surface of the lotus pond. Lotus, it seemed that she was not speaking, but they clearly heard the voice, and it was cold.

Binghan's voice successfully made Xingxing stop for a while, but after waiting for a long time, after she didn't hear her words again, Xingxing rushed out at a faster speed than before, but didn't hear Binghan's next words , "Compared to you, Xiangling cares more about poetry and painting, why don't you understand?"

She always slips up at critical moments, even if she doesn't want to give people a headache. She makes a mess for herself, and also makes others unhappy. She has a cute little appearance but makes people not annoying. This may be her talent, and this is also Not everyone has this ability.Well, of course sometimes I will get angry just by looking at her.

Sinan's nest, this place, Fengwu Feiyang doesn't come here very often, the scenery here is completely different from theirs, but one thing they have in common is that they are all equally beautiful, viewed from different angles, so Different places create different but equally pleasing scenery.

It's just that in this beautiful scenery, there is a dissonance. The poetic and picturesque feeling is sitting on a swing, moving when she thinks of it, and motionless when she doesn't think about it, as if the air around her is frozen.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Wu Feiyang walked in front of Shi Qing Hua Yi, stood still, and looked at her somewhat dull eyes, which usually had a warm smile, but now they were lifeless, making her heart feel sad, which made her feel a sense of falling into her heart. The illusion of time and space, as if once upon a time, one day, she was like this too, sitting blankly on the ancient bench in the garden, motionless, not wanting to talk about anyone coming, not wanting to look at anyone coming, until finally, buried in the arms of grandpa I cried a lot in the hospital, so I have her now. I am afraid that time scared her family. Until later, even if she recovered, her family still loved her very much. In order not to worry her family too much, she chose to leave. Stay far away and let the wound heal before going back. Maybe there are many reasons why it is out of sight but pure.

Perhaps it was because of the shadows standing here that the wind danced and flew, which made Poetic Picture come back to her senses. When she raised her head, what she saw was not the Xiang Ling she had imagined. She pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying, and closed her eyes. Eyes, a big tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

Feng Wu Feiyang didn't say anything, didn't ask anything, just walked over, like a loving mother, hugged her poetic head, gently patted her on the back, cried, let her cry enough!Cry out all the sadness and pain, and then you can greet a new life with new eyes.

From the silent depression to the final howling and crying, almost two or three hours passed, the poetic and picturesque voice was hoarse, Feng Wu Feiyang still did not move, letting her tears wet her clothes, the movements of her hands It's even more gentle.

And under the tree not far away, Xiangling stood alone, looking at the tree house quietly, listening to the faint crying sound from inside, a touch of distress flashed in his eyes, this is good, crying out good.At least I won't feel sad in my heart.

Under the tree not far from Xiangling, there was the same person standing under the tree, it turned out to be Binghan, she also looked at the tree house, but at the same time, she also looked at Xiangling, and after the crying gradually died down, she sighed Tone first turned and left.

After walking two steps, she suddenly stopped, not too far away from her, near the other side of the tree house, behind a tree that was much smaller than the one she was hiding just now, there was a hint of dark blue , It was Xingxing's clothes, and the expression on Binghan's face melted a lot. At this moment, she understood the meaning of friendship.

Feng Wufeiyang and Shiqinghuayi in the tree house didn’t know some things, Shiqinghuayi was tired from crying, and could no longer squeeze out the water in her eyes, finally let go of Fengwu Feiyang, Fengwu Feiyang didn’t say anything, just stayed After pouring a basin of water, she went to the balcony on the other side and placed some food, all of which were taken out of her backpack. Obviously, she had already prepared for it.

Perhaps it was Fengwufeiyang's attitude that made Poetic and Painting feel very relaxed. After crying, they didn't face each other's embarrassment.

Shiqinghuayi didn't eat first, but first opened the message sent by Xiangling yesterday. In fact, even if she hadn't started reading it, she could more or less guess that Xiangling's nature is that she always pursues quick cutting Chaos, what I hate the most is doing things that waste time. What do they do, what kind of accommodation will they send over? Yes, it's not just her depression, but this time, she really wants to give up.

I have to say that the screenshots of Worry-free World are very clear and real, and I browsed through these screenshots one by one with a poetic and poetic feeling. At this moment, she clearly saw the happiness in Aoxiang's eyes. It was a kind of wish fulfilled. Happiness, looking at the smiling faces of the two, the feeling that I thought would be heart-wrenching did not appear, but there was a kind of relief and a touch of gratitude.

It turned out that before she knew it, she knew in her heart that this day would come. It turned out that she was the only one trapped in her heartache. Is it because Soaring is good to Bing Xinlan?How long ago did it start to change?If Aoxiang really fell in love with her, she would be the most disappointed at that time, because what she saw in Aoxiang was the kind of deep affection that grandpa had for grandma, and what she wanted was also the kind of unwavering affection.

She cast her grandfather on Aoxiang, but she forgot that Bing Xinlan is the only one who belongs to Aoxiang, just like the only person who belongs to grandpa is grandma. At this moment, poetic and picturesque can finally report blessing Look at this couple.

Feng Wu Fei's multitasking finally came into play at this time. His hands kept moving, but the corner of his eye did not miss any expression on the poetic face. He watched her sitting there blankly, sometimes frowning, sometimes pursed her lips, Sometimes confused, sometimes crying and laughing.Feng Wu Feiyang knew that the poetic and picturesque expression was probably from looking at the screenshot Xiang Ling sent yesterday, so he had such a rich expression.

None of the expressions were positive and happy, which made Feng Wu Feiyang a little worried, until later, Shi Qinghua was stunned for a while, and then she relaxed her expression with a wry smile, her eyes were very complicated, As if immersed in a world that Fengwu Feiyang didn't know, it was not until after a while that she smiled in relief and stood up.

The poetic mood was finally restored. Fengwu Feifei looked at her openly. It turned out that the things on the table had been placed.But Feng Wu Fei Yang is still Feng Wu Fei Yang, asking nothing, saying nothing, just eating together with the poetic painting, with that look on her face, nothing can be seen, if not for the breeze, sticking to her body That piece of trace, I'm afraid even Shi Qihuayi himself would mistakenly think that what just happened never happened when he saw Feng Wu Fei Yang's indifferent expression.

"Thank you!" Thank you for not asking anything, thank you for your silent comfort, thank you for your warm embrace... There are so many thank yous to say in a poetic and picturesque way, but in the end, only two words were exchanged for the gratitude and touch that echoed in my heart. , but cannot be expressed in any language.

Feng Wufei Yang didn't say anything, she just picked up the biggest and fattest one from a plate of barbecue and put it in a poetic bowl. Poetry was a little surprised, wasn't it? It was like this, she hated fat meat!
Feng Wufeiyang raised her eyebrows in response to the poetic gaze. Obviously, she did it on purpose. Who made them worry because there was no news about someone yesterday? Of course, they have to pay a small price.

"Oh, Feng Wu Fei Yang, how could you follow suit and become a bad person?" Some sighed, picking up the meat in the bowl with chopsticks and holding it high, as if they were teaching him like Feng Wu Fei Yang.It's a pity that Feng Wu Feiyang obviously didn't like this trick, pretending not to see it, and letting Shi Qinghuai sing a one-man show for a long time.

Xiang Ling, who was behind the big tree not far away, listened to the short words blown by the wind, but her worried expression finally relaxed, and the lazy and indifferent expression reappeared on her face. Looking from here, because Due to the position, the two of them were no longer visible, but she didn't have any worries. Sure enough, it was right to let Feng Wu fly.

The atmosphere between the two is very good, even so good that the poetic smile is a little stronger. The relationship between them is like an ally with a common secret, and the relationship has been enhanced a little bit, but from the beginning to the end, no one To mention that topic, uh, to be precise, from the beginning to the end, I will not say more than ten sentences.This makes the poetic and picturesque feeling a little funny, without language communication, it can be so harmonious, which is also a kind of artistic conception, not everyone can understand it, for example, Miss Xingxing.

Without any language, after eating and drinking, the two returned to the lotus pond together. It seemed that the time had been counted. The bamboo table on the pavilion in the lotus pond had already set up snacks and drinks, and the other three sat around the table without any help. Greeting, the two also sat up.

You don’t need to eat it, you just need to look at it to know that it’s Baiyan’s pastry. They have lived in Rising Sun City for so long, and Baiyanlou is their best choice for eating in the city. They have tasted almost all the things in it. You will recognize them, and the ones on the table are all five people's favorites. Among them, four of the seven are poetic and picturesque.

(End of this chapter)

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