"So, does Lingling believe that there really are Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai in this world?" Lin Yuner looked at her and asked.

Fan Shuiling nodded, and replied as a matter of course: "I believe it, don't you believe it?"

Lin Yuner shook his head and replied simply: "I don't believe it."

It's not that he doesn't believe in the authenticity of the existence of the two, he just doesn't believe that there really is that kind of singing and unforgettable love in the world.

He thinks he likes Fan Shuiling very much and is willing to do anything for her. But if he was allowed to leave his parents behind and be martyred with her, he would not be able to do it. Perhaps, he couldn't do that.

"If you don't believe it, you still say that this book is good, and you look like you like it very much?" Fan Shuiling tilted her head and looked at him in wonder, since he was poisoned, she seemed to be a little unable to understand him.

When Lin Yuner heard this, he hooked his lips and smiled: "What I like is not the story in the book, but its literary style." ”

I don't know what kind of person Nameless is, whether it's a man or a woman. Whether it's an older person or a young person. To be able to write so many quintessential articles, how rich this person's knowledge is.

"I don't understand what you're saying about the difference between the two. But I believe that there must be many people in this world who love each other as deeply and steadfastly as they do. Fan Shuiling clenched his hands into fists on his chest, squinted at the sky, with a faint smile on his face, and looked full of longing for the future.

Lin Yuner didn't open his mouth to defend anything, but looked at her intently, and told his feelings wordlessly. He wanted to open his mouth now and tell him that he loved her and that he wanted to marry her.

However, he has achieved nothing now, although his family is not bad, he also helps his father manage a few shops. But compared to the famous Chang Victory, he is really too far behind.

"Yun'er, Yun'er?"

Fan Shuiling looked at Lin Yun'er who was distracted, scratching his head in wonder, what's wrong with him? Why are you looking at yourself in a daze?

"Huh?"

Lin Yuner came back to his senses.

Fan Shuiling twisted his eyebrows slightly: "Yun'er, what were you thinking just now?"

"Oh! nothing, I'm just wondering if Doctor Dai should be here at this time, should we go back. "At this time of the day, Dai Yuntian would come to give him injections and bleed.

"Oops! How did I forget about business. She stood up suddenly: "Yun'er, you wait! I'm going to call someone to carry you back, you lie still, you know?"

After saying that, she took a step forward and hurried to the inner courtyard.

Lin Yuner looked down at his legs, shook his head and smiled mockingly. Her worries were unfounded. Just like him, he can't move even if he wants to.

Fan Shuiling hurriedly ran to the inner courtyard, intending to go to the two little servants who had swept the floor before. But when he stepped over the steps at the entrance of the courtyard, he accidentally tripped under his feet, and his body suddenly fell forward.

"Wow!

Fan Shuiling saw that he was about to fall and eat, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly closed his eyes and covered his ears and stole the bell.

At this time, a figure flashed quickly, and with a stretch of his right arm, he hooked Fan Shuiling's slender waist to prevent her from having a close contact with the earth, and also saved her nose, which was not tall enough.

The expected pain did not come, Fan Shuiling slowly opened his eyes, and what came into his eyes was the extremely familiar bamboo-colored clothes, and when he raised his head, he saw that the person holding him was Chang Sheng, and shouted happily: "Chang Sheng, why are you here?"

Chang Sheng held her shoulders and pushed her away from his embrace: "If General Ben doesn't come, you should cry bitterly at this moment." ”