The seventh rule of the male god

——Lonely is not terrible, what is terrible is that you are willing to be alone.

After Yun Changfeng settled the matter here, when he thought of Shen Er, it was already more than ten days after they arrived in Peiping. After that absurd night, Shen Er Shao disappeared completely, and he didn't know where he went .

Rubbing his tired forehead, Yun Changfeng got up and wandered aimlessly. He was not familiar with Beiping, and his memory of this was very young and vague.

I was wandering around by feeling, and I walked to a courtyard without knowing it. After thinking about it, I went in without anything.

There is a strong locust tree in the courtyard, and under the shade of the huge tree, there are old men in twos and threes holding teapots or carrying birdcages and holding palm-leaf fans. Chang Feng approached a little closer, the old man who was talking found him, and squinted at him with his eyes. He dragged his smooth and twisted Beijing accent, and loudly boasted that his ancestors had served the eunuchs in the palace in which generation. steward.

After hearing this, Yun Changfeng rolled his eyes and smiled slightly. He didn't bother to dismantle the clumsy, exaggerated and full of loopholes, and echoed a few words softly.

"How did you come?"

With a slightly surprised voice, Yun Changfeng looked back in search of the sound, just in time to meet Shen Er's beautiful and wanton eyebrows, as indifferent as him, Yun Changfeng couldn't help being a little dazed—at this moment, Shen Er Shao was wearing a white suit. She wears a long gown, her facial features are gorgeous, and because of her unrevealed nature, her expression looks rather light, like a talented Jiangnan scholar standing in the drizzle, and like a gorgeous ghost in a magic fan in the wit's hand, it is really seductive.

Yun Changfeng smiled and asked back: "Shouldn't I ask you, why are you here?"

Shen Ershao took a look at him, walked up to the old man who spoke just now, and said, "This is my grandpa."

Shen Er's tone was flat, but Yun Changfeng didn't miss the humor flashing in his eyes, he was surprised again when he heard his words, and his attitude corrected: "Old Shen."

Old Man Shen still gave him a slanted look just like before, made a dull voice from his nose as a response, raised his head and drank a sip of tea, and continued to talk nonsense with the others.

Yun Changfeng was not sure about this attitude, so he ignored him and said yes, but it was far-fetched.In the end, he didn't bother to bother to guess again, Shen Er and Mr. Shen talked, and went out of the courtyard together with Yun Changfeng. Yun Changfeng looked back, and said to Shen Er: "Your grandfather is quite difficult to figure out."

As soon as Shen Er came out of the yard, he lost his normal shape, and said in a dawdly way: "Old man, it's all like this. Don't even look at him with straight eyes. In fact, if others are awkward, that means they recognize you."

"Why does he approve of me?"

Shen Ershao stopped suddenly, lowered his head and kicked the pebbles on the road with his feet, and said something in a low voice, but Yun Changfeng couldn't hear clearly, so he couldn't help but said: "Say it again."

Shen Ershao turned his head and glared at him, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "I won't say!" Then he turned around and walked forward, ignoring Yun Changfeng and not speaking anymore.

Yun Changfeng was taken aback for a moment, seeing a tinge of red slowly creeping up to the tip of Shen Ershao's ear, he laughed dumbly, and stopped asking what he said just now, stepped forward and put his arm on Shen Er's shoulder, and looked up at the blue sky , "I know that there is a shop nearby whose roasted chestnuts in sugar are very delicious, should you go?"

Shen Er squinted his eyes and turned his head to look at him, like a fire fox, said to Yun Changfeng: "Go, why not go."

It's snowing in Shanghai.

When Yun Changfeng and Shen Er returned to Shanghai, they were wrapped in thick overcoats and moved slowly in the snow. Both Jiang and Shen families sent people to pick them up, and they parted ways at the train station.

After leaving Shanghai for the past few days, the situation in Shanghai is somewhat delicate, and Ah Man's orange tree has also died.

Ah Man stood in front of him, the handsome young man's face was a little sad, he lowered his head and pulled his lips down: "Master, Xiao Man is dead."

Xiaoman is the name Ah Man gave to the orange tree. He takes care of the orange tree as his own child, but everything is unpredictable.

"It's okay." Yun Changfeng put his hand on the boy's hair, rubbed it lightly, and comforted him again: "It's okay."

The next day, Yun Changfeng opened the door to see the snow-covered world, and couldn't help but sigh in admiration. He was fine, so after thinking about it, he went to school. At that time, Jiang Xixue was with his classmates. Sweeping the snow together, the two braids fell from the ears and hung quietly on the chest. Following her movements, the braids swayed. She lowered her head, occasionally said a few words to others, showed a nice smile, and then The boy who spoke to her blushed slightly.

After seeing Yun Changfeng, although she was surprised for a moment, she naturally stretched out her hand to say hello: "Cousin!"

"Xixue." Yun Changfeng responded with a slight smile, watched Jiang Xixue walking towards him, and then he asked, "What are you doing?" Although it snowed, it didn't bring anything Inconvenient places, snow removal is a bit exaggerated.

Jiang Xixue saw his doubts, and explained softly with a smile: "This is considered a school practice. Whenever it snows, the students will spontaneously organize to clear the snow."

Yun Changfeng was puzzled: "Why?"

Jiang Xixue raised her head to look at the sky, and the sky that had just snowed was exceptionally quiet, with a kind of detached purity, she evoked a beautiful smile, and said in standard French:

"San saucundoute, lemondeestmaintenant, pourantrecouvertesdemondedanslemonderéel (The world after the snow is undoubtedly beautiful, but the world covered by heavy snow is the real world)."

Yun Changfeng remained silent, watching the group of students sweeping the snow slowly, the evergreen trees and green leaves were still there, with snow hanging on them, green and white intertwined, full of vitality, the slight sound of snow sweeping mixed with Jiang Xixue was smooth and pleasant to the ears His French pronunciation felt extremely comfortable physically and mentally, and he couldn't help but smile slightly.

The two were silent for a while, before Jiang Xixue asked, "What does cousin come to school for?"

Yun Changfeng smiled and replied, "Wander around casually."

At this time, someone called Jiang Xixue, and Jiang Xixue responded loudly, then smiled apologetically at Yun Changfeng, and said embarrassedly: "Then cousin, play slowly, I'll go first."

Yun Changfeng smiled and nodded, Jiang Xixue walked a few steps but was suddenly stopped by Yun Changfeng, looking back at him suspiciously, Yun Changfeng jokingly glanced at the boy who called Jiang Xixue just now, and teased Blinking her eyes, she said, "Xixue should be handled well."

Jiang Xixue's face instantly turned red.

Yun Changfeng didn't say anything else, turned around and went to other places.

Yun Changfeng was wandering around the school, some students were sitting in the classroom, but there were students sweeping snow everywhere in the school, a male student was sitting under a tree to record this scene with a paintbrush, the tree held up a piece of wind for him Xue, when he raised his head, he saw Yun Changfeng sharply, as if he had discovered something, he called out to stop Yun Changfeng and told him not to move. He quickly drew something on the drawing board, then raised his eyes to look up and down Yun Changfeng, frowned, then lowered his head in dissatisfaction and continued to modify——

Finally, Yun Changfeng saw himself, Daxue, and the big black bird trapped on the building behind.

"What's the use of you drawing this?"

The student looked up at him and said calmly, "Graduation homework."

Yun Changfeng didn't say anything else, seeing that he had finished visiting the whole school, he planned to leave.

When he was about to leave the school, it began to rain heavily. When Yun Changfeng was about to get caught in the rain, he suddenly heard someone calling him. Turning around, he saw Jiang Xixue hurried over with an umbrella, and shouted: "Cousin!"

Yun Changfeng was a little surprised: "Xixue?"

"I'm here to give you an umbrella." Jiang Xixue said quickly, seeing that Yun Changfeng showed an expression of rejection in an instant, she quickly put the handle of the umbrella into Yun Changfeng's hand while explaining: "I Anyway, you are still staying in school, but you, cousin, it is not easy to walk around without an umbrella, I will leave when I have classes, see you next time."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and rushed into the school building while the rain was still light.

The series of actions from delivering the umbrella to leaving are extremely neat.

Yun Changfeng held the handle of the umbrella and stood there for a while. The rain had already started to get heavier. He lowered his head and smiled lightly.

Walking aimlessly with an umbrella, the artistic conception is excellent. At this time, there are not many people on the street, and the rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Yun Changfeng originally planned to put away the umbrella and get caught in the rain, but after thinking about it, he couldn't let the umbrella go to waste as if it was useless, so he had no choice but to hold on.