Yifeng + Continuation: Qinglian + Continuation: Angel Tears

The care of my heart poured into my heart in an instant.Savoring the warmth, I closed my eyes.

"Is it warmer?"

A low, hoarse male voice sounded beside my ears, and when it spread to my heart, there was a slight numbness.Then, the wind blew past the ears, not a cold wind, but a warm wind like the breath surrounding him.At this moment, my heart suddenly woke up, and I suddenly looked back——

Bow-shaped thick black eyebrows, ink-like black eyes, high nose bridge and sexy thin lips, slightly stiff hair and rimless glasses on the face make the whole person look intellectual.But at this moment, this man opened his windbreaker and embraced my body from behind.

"Let go!" Struggling out, I glared at him, "What are you doing?"

"Just now, didn't you say it was cold?" Only then did I see clearly that the body wrapped in the Armani coat was slender, strong and fit, the kind of figure I dreamed of but could not get.

"Protecting the princess is the prince's bounden duty." Bending down, he took my hand and kissed it lightly on his lips.

I withdrew my hand in a daze, "I'm sorry, I'm a man."

"That's right, girls always lack the sharp heroic spirit of you." He put his hands on his chest with a smile, and bowed with determination, "Then, Your Royal Highness, it is a knight's honor to protect you."

"I'm sorry, I don't want to play any 'prince' or 'knight' game with you. I just hope you can apologize for your rudeness just now." I don't know where it came from, but the anger in my heart was burning.

"If it is impolite to warm a cold body, then I don't want to apologize. If it offends a beauty, then I am willing to punish you no matter what." At first glance, this person seems to be in his thirties, but after a closer look, I think he is only 24 or 5 years old.

"Since you said that, I won't force you to apologize." I was angry, but myself.Angry that she didn't know anything about being hugged, angry that she enjoyed that embrace, angry that her body was touched by an unknown man.

"I heard that the youngest of the Ling family is a child that everyone loves. When I saw him today, it was a bit different from the rumors, but I like it very much."

"I'm not the youngest of the Ling family." After saying this, I turned my head and walked away.I don't need to turn my head to know that the man must be looking at my back with a smile.

Inadvertently, I found a lingering fragrance in my hair-a faint grassy smell, which is a perfume, a men's perfume.It must have been left on me when the man hugged me, no matter how many times I've showered, the smell is still lingering.

I must forget about him!Aren't my feelings general and indifferent to most people?Why can't I forget him?

Yes, that warm embrace makes me miss; that deep voice makes my heart move.I didn't fall in love with him, but his appearance gave me a long-lost feeling of opening and closing my heart, or feeling.I can't forget him. Just a hug made me feel such deep and strong care. After feeling the warmth, I can't bear the cold even more.

And his eyes.In his black eyes hidden behind the lens, I clearly saw my shadow.Those eyes seem to be telling me: you hope and desire to have a warm embrace to warm you.Those eyes let me see myself clearly, so lonely.

The smile on his face seemed to contain contempt, contempt, and irony, and there seemed to be a touch of concern and loneliness in it. All these together made me unable to face it—because I, and his way of laughing, it's the same.

"Rose...help me..." Kneeling in front of the mirror, I curled up together.Looking at the panicked, restless, and pale face in the mirror, I helplessly put my hand on the mirror, overlapping with Rose's. "Qinglian...only loves roses...only loves roses...in my heart...only roses..."

The girl in front of me moved her small mouth covered in cherry red lipstick and talked non-stop. She rambled on for about half an hour, but I didn't listen to anything.Alas, who told Yun Duo to be beautiful?

"Brother Qinglian, will you go shopping with me tomorrow?" Her hand was pulled by her, and she shook it a few times.

"Hey, no. I have something to do tomorrow." Tomorrow, I'm going to the flower field behind the library, and of course I don't have time to spend time with such an idle young lady.

"Ah? The big auction is coming to an end soon! I've been looking forward to going with brother Qinglian!" The voice became more coquettish, and my hand was shaken even harder by her.

I was really afraid that she would shake my hand to the point of amputation, so I had no choice but to say to her kindly: "The day after tomorrow sale shouldn't end? I'll go with you the day after tomorrow, okay?" Wrapping my arms in his arms, he got closer to me.

"Brother Qinglian, will you go to 'Wenyuan' to study during the winter vacation?"

Wenyuan is a book that has been specially opened for the children of aristocratic families since the past. In today's words, it is a "holiday improvement class".Compared with cram schools outside that cost money and can't learn anything, Wenyuan is first-class both in terms of teachers and teaching.This is also one of the places where I spend my winter vacation.

"Yes, I will go."

"I'll go too! It turned out that only my elder brother was allowed to go. My grandpa and I acted like a baby, so grandpa let me go! She just went to a boring place to study just to meet Qinglian brother~" Looking at this girl, I felt very sad. It is hard to imagine that our ancestors had to be very particular about their speech.But in our generation, many children have become playboys.Well, in fact, which generation does not have it?Perhaps in the eyes of others, I am just a mediocre person who only loves to eat, drink and have fun.

No matter what, I just want to live a normal life. "Like" and "for" are not needed.I can live without these things, and live a life of asceticism, waiting for the passage of time, and fate to come to me with everything that has been arranged.

Navy blue Chinese-style gown with gold trim, beige underpants and the same navy blue cloth shoes, matched with my shoulder-length black hair in autumn.I feel as if I have returned to the 30s and [-]s—the era described by countless literati, and indeed countless legends happened.

Starting today, I will go to Wenyuan to attend classes.Whenever I go to Wenyuan, I wear Chinese clothes.Gorgeous but not complicated, elegant but not monotonous, walking in the retro corridor seems to be able to travel through the tunnel of time and space.Just like the subject I study - ancient Chinese history.

However, fate, which I have always believed in most, played a big joke on me:

Rimless glasses, a face so upright that you can't help but want to throw a punch, and a smile that seems contemptuous—it's him—the man who was rude to me in Maple Garden!

"My name is Ling Xiaofeng. During this holiday, I will be everyone's husband." His name is Ling Xiaofeng?Another girl said that the head of the Ling family—that is, the person I now call grandfather, had an illegitimate child with a woman more than 20 years ago, and he recently came home, and his name seems to be "Ling Xiaofeng".Could it be him?So, he is my uncle?Being a Mr. Wenyuan at a young age, I think he must have some knowledge.

A strange man, but a handsome man.The moon-white trousers and jacket have a purple halo at the folds, and they are high-quality satin.Looking at the fineness of the silk and satin, it also matched his delicate eyebrows, making him look like a fairy.Different from the westernized attire that day, his refined temperament seems to be more suitable for this attire.

"Ling Qinglian..." His voice echoed in his ears again, and when he looked up, he saw his expression of a smile that was not a smile.

"Sir." I stood up and bowed my head humbly.

"My class is boring, isn't it? Even you, who is good at history, are distracted openly--I have called you five times, sir." With a smile on his face, he was still holding a paper fan in his hand, "Just now, What did you say, sir?"

The reason why I choose ancient history is not only my personal preference, but more importantly, I can get good grades without having to spend too much time studying.Besides, don't I always get distracted in every class I take?However, he was somewhat surprised when he asked such a question.At the beginning of the class, he said that he wanted to study the history of the Han Dynasty. It seems that he just mentioned "Duanxiu"... Han Dynasty, Duanxiu... That's right!I see!

"Mr. is talking about Emperor Ai of the Han Dynasty cutting off his sleeve and becoming Da Sima Dong Xian." Since I have already read 25 history, it should not be difficult to answer this question according to the clues.

"Hehe." He chuckled a few times, "Come to my study after class."

It's over, I was called on the first day-in fact, it doesn't matter, but what matters is-I lost face to the Ling family.I have lived under the majesty of the Ling family for more than ten years, and my attitude in life has always been "not seeking merit, but seeking no fault", why...

The small study is not as big as I imagined. "Sir." I called out, but no one answered.Pushing open the door, I walked in.On the neat table and case, there is a green jade Changxiao that doesn't match the simple study.It is really good jade, it looks crystal clear, and it feels warm, honest, and warm when touched in the hand. This feeling is just like his embrace...

"Do you like it?" The gentle voice echoed in my ears again. At this time, I found myself in his arms again.

"What are you doing sir?" I struggled out of his arms.

He smiled calmly, "It's just for an uncle to get close to his nephew."

"Please respect yourself, sir."

"Seeing that you love this Xiao so much, how about sending you off?"

I didn't notice until after he finished speaking that the beautiful Xiao was still in my hand.Putting down the things in my hands, I smiled at him: "Qinglian can't take it."

"What's the reason?"

"A gentleman does not take love from others."

"The love of a gentleman should be bestowed on a bosom friend."

Praise me as a bosom friend?