Little Gods

18

A busy day is over.

Lian Feng lived not far from the store, and walking was much faster than taking a car during the rush hour. The two of them walked quietly side by side, stepping on the stone brick road warmed by the setting sun.There is the sound of car horns on the road, the aroma of food is overflowing from the windows of which house, groups of primary school students wearing eye-catching little yellow hats are laughing and passing by, and the world that has just been illuminated by the lights reveals a soft and warm feeling.

After the incident in the lounge, Lian Feng didn't express anything else this afternoon. Whenever he had free time, he sat in front of the computer behind the counter and typed, as if nothing had happened. Where did I ask, I was so overwhelmed that I almost lost my hair.

So anxious!I don't know what I'm anxious about, but in short, I'm really anxious... Little Sao Baxing lowered his baseball cap anxiously, and peeked at Lian Feng out of the corner of his eye.

As a result, Lian Feng was also glancing at him with a half-smile.

The little broom scalded Xing's face and quickly looked away.

"Give me your hand." Lian Feng said.

Before the little broom star could react, his left hand was already tightly held by Lian Feng's right hand, his fingers were intertwined, and the touch of his fingers felt warm and dry.

So the two of them walked towards home hand in hand.

After walking for a while, the little broom star said nervously, "My palms are sweating."

Lian Feng's hands tightened: "I can feel it."

The little broom wiped Xing's forehead: "My forehead is also sweating."

Lian Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and said with a loving smile, "Little idiot."

The little broom star was shaken by his smile, his expression became even more dazed, and he started walking with the same hands and feet!

Lian Feng smiled and reminded: "When stepping on the left foot, stretch out the right hand, not the left hand."

"It's been a long time since I made such a low-level mistake..." Little Sao shyly changed the star.

The two returned home. Lian Feng didn't go to prepare dinner as usual today, but went straight into the study, turned on the computer, typed a few pieces of paper with the printer, and rushed to the little broom who was sitting on the sofa in the living room in a daze. Xing waved and said, "Come here."

With some kind of anticipation that he didn't know where it came from, Xiao Sao walked to Lian Feng and stood still.

Lian Feng sat on the large swivel chair behind the table, patted his thigh, and coaxed: "Sit here, be good."

"On the lap?" The little broom star hesitated for a moment, and before he finished speaking, Lian Feng pulled his wrist down and sat down on his lap. Surrounded by his arms, the printing paper in Lian Feng's hand trembled, making a crisp sound.

"Start class." Lian Feng said solemnly.

The little broom star asked in a low voice: "Don't you always go to class after eating?"

"Today the teacher can't wait any longer." Lian Feng said, his voice was so magnetic that it made one's heart tremble, "We still learn to read characters in this lesson."

The little broom star's eyes fell on the paper in Lian Feng's hand. He has learned a lot of words these days, so he can read some simple articles by himself.

Lian Feng pointed to the words on the printing paper with his finger, speaking honestly, as if he was teaching how to recognize characters, and read word by word: "My cutest little broom star, I am Mr. Sparrow behind you, I am I have liked you for a long time."

The little broom star twisted uneasily, and eagerly recognized the following words with wide eyes.

Lian Feng paused and read: "I want to fall in love with you, can you promise me?"

"Uh..." Little Sao Ba Xing suddenly felt short of breath again, and his heart suddenly shrank as if someone had pinched it.

"Okay, I'm going to test you." Suddenly, Lian Feng's tone changed, pointing to the line of words below as he usually does when examining the word recognition of little broom stars, and said in a deep voice, "Read this passage."

The little broom star licked his dry lips, and read out: "I promise, I like you too."

Lian Feng continued to read the following lines affectionately, "I like you. I like that your hair is as gorgeous and warm as the setting sun. I like that your eyes are as bright and pure as molten gold. I like your hot body temperature and warmth." Burning feathers, I like you holding my finger with your right hand when you sleep, I like your proud look, your innocent look, your happy look, your ignorant look, the look of you relying on me, and your blush when you look at me all your looks... all your looks."

Mr. Sparrow has turned into a poet at this moment!

The little broom star didn’t quite understand the following text, so he said boldly and freely: “Then me too, I like everything about you, you taught me so many things about human beings, you are patient, kind, and speak so softly… ...and a very handsome smile!"

Lian Feng smiled softly against his ear.

"Not only these, but there are many more..." Little Broom Star was a little frustrated, "But I can't tell."

After all, it hasn't been long since I was out of illiteracy, and I don't know how to write love poems...

"It's okay, I understand." Lian Feng shook his head, and continued to read the next paragraph slowly and patiently like teaching a child, "Dating love means that I only like you and don't like others. I will I will love you wholeheartedly and make you happy every day. I only think of you in my heart, and my eyes will only stay for you. I will and will only make intimate moves towards you. I will never To lie to you, to be with you for the rest of my life... and you are the same to me, are you willing to do this?"

Before Lian Feng pointed to the bottom, the little broom star took the lead to answer: "I am willing to do this."

"Congratulations." Lian Feng gently turned the little broom star's face, touched his lips, and said softly, "We are falling in love."

The little broom star was dry for a while, and pressed his heart and said: "My heart beats so fast now, as if I am being chased by a hundred roaring dogs! Is this always the case in love?"

Lian Feng tightened the arms around the little broom star's waist, imitating his tone, and joked: "It's all like this, my heart beats so fast now, it's like being targeted by a hundred hunters."

The little broom star was so excited that his brain circuit was confused, and he began to talk nonsense: "Then falling in love is not good for the heart."

Lian Feng smiled: "Yes, but we are willing."

The little broom star said with emotion: "This is the power of love."

Lian Feng deeply felt that if he didn't change the subject, he would laugh at the confession, so he quickly opened a small locked drawer under the table, pointed and said, "Look, baby."

"Don't call me that..." The little broom covered Xingyi's face, and under the stimulation of love, he performed supernormally, using a vocabulary that was difficult for him, "Shy!"

So I didn't look in the drawer at all!

"Okay, I'll call later." Lian Feng parted the little broom's hand covering Xing's face, and emphasized the point, "Look at the drawer."

The little broom star looked over obediently.

Inside the drawer was a long feather, showing a gradient from orange-red to golden-yellow from head to tail. It was slender and sharp-edged, very similar to a phoenix's feather, but without the flame wrap, it looked much dimmer.

"Is this the feather of a phoenix?" Little Broom Star asked, with a hint of jealousy in his voice that he didn't realize, "Which phoenix's?"

One look at this fancy color gradient is a coquettish bitch!

Lian Feng asked mysteriously, "What do you think?"

The little broom was full of stardom: "There are so many phoenixes in the world, how could I guess it?"

The shape of the feathers is so coquettish, it must not be a serious phoenix!

"This is your feather, idiot." Lian Feng's voice was very gentle.

Take back all the words just now, chirp chirp chirp, this feather looks like a magnificent phoenix at first glance!The little broom star was so shocked that he almost fell off Lian Feng's lap: "Why do you have my feathers?"

Lian Feng didn't say a word, just stared at him, a wave of nostalgia welled up in his eyes that were as quiet as a deep pool.

Little broom star: "You won't have a crush on me for a long time, hahaha!"

"That's right." Lian Feng's eyes were slightly hurt, and the corners of his lips twitched helplessly, "Don't laugh at me, even my name is a homonym of Feng, Lian means Lian, fortunately I didn't know your name at that time Otherwise, I really don't know how to come up with this name..."

The little broom star was shocked like a thunderbolt.

"You really don't have the slightest impression." Lian Feng smiled wryly and dusted the paper in his hand, "Let me tell you a little story, a long, long time ago..."

Little broom star: "..."

Lian Feng: "... There is a poor little sparrow. It can't eat enough, it can't wear warm clothes, and it has to be thrown and beaten by a brat."

—It was a harsh winter.

Because of the influence of the overlord-level cold wave in Siberia, this winter is colder than any previous winter.

However, the sparrow will not know the cause of this severe winter, it only knows that it is going to die.

For several days in a row, it hid in its den and dared not go out. Although the den was covered by ice and snow, it could at least block part of the raging cold wind. But today it had to go out to look for food, otherwise it would freeze to death. May starve to death first.

The sparrow shook its little wings and flew down to the window of a house following the route it remembered.

On the window sill, there was a row of cut plastic bottles neatly placed, filled with grains.

The owner of this family is kind-hearted, knowing that these little birds have a hard time in winter, so he puts something on the windowsill for them to eat every day.

The sparrow buried its head in the cut-off plastic bottle, eagerly pecking at the grains mixed with snowflakes and ice slag, but just after eating a few mouthfuls, a strong wind blew from behind, almost blowing the sparrow off the window sill.

Just as the sparrow barely stabilized its body, it was fanned by a wing to the corner of the window sill, and a malicious bird song rang out.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp." Yo, what a little guy, move our food.A ferocious little Zhaofeng stared at the sparrow with playful eyes. It was a young bird hatched in the back mountain this year, but after all, it was born as a monster. It was more than ten times bigger than a sparrow in its bare head. play the same.