Chapter 682: Little Friend (Ending)
If there is really nothing that can stump him, then why can't he bring back his favorite person in the end when he comes to the martial arts world.
In the dark, everything was arranged.
Yang Feng was just distorting them, and in the end, he couldn't change anything at all.
After returning to the world.
What catches your eye is the blue sky and white clouds, as well as the noisy and bustling city.
Yanjing.
I am back.
Yang Feng took a deep breath, and his originally bad mood was a little better.
The days passed.
In my heart, the imprint of that girl is also deeply buried and will never be excavated again.
At this moment, Yang Feng is staying in an art room, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and holding a pencil in his hand, depicting a girl on a skateboard.
"Okay, no?"
The girl sitting opposite was Lin Yun'er, and the two of them had already rumored that they were in love at Normal University.
"One more point. β
Yang Feng glanced at Lin Yun'er and quickly sketched on the drawing board.
Outside the art room, there were many students walking, some girls came to peek at Yang Feng, and some boys came to peek at Lin Yun'er.
After all, the appearance of the two of them is really very high, compared to the little fresh meat in the TV series, it is far more than that, especially in terms of temperament, it is even more crushing.
Before, there were people in the crew who specially invited the two of them.
This, of course, was rejected by them.
"What an enviable pair of mandarin ducks. β
The students outside sighed authentically.
Once, Lin Yuner was a fiery second-tier star, while Yang Feng was a major-level figure.
These news have been dug up by the news media.
"Alright, now that we're done, let's go to the cafeteria and eat. β
Yang Feng stood up and began to pack his things.
"Show me, show me. β
Lin Yun'er's eyes lit up, and she came to Yang Feng's side and picked up the scroll.
The girl above is none other than herself.
"Wow, I didn't expect your painting skills to rise again. β
Lin Yun'er couldn't help but praise.
After the two of them packed up their things, they went to the cafeteria to eat.
In the afternoon, the two walked on the playground, and the bright sun shone on them.
After a long time, Yang Feng stopped and suddenly spoke
"What would you do if one day, I suddenly disappeared?"
"What, are you planning to leave me alone?" Lin Yun'er also stopped, frowned, and said with a slight hint of coldness and panic in her eyes.
"No, I'm saying that when I reach the realm of tribulation, there are still some things to do, and I may have to leave for a while, as for the long term, maybe I can't tell, but I will definitely come back. Yang Feng shook his head slowly and replied.
Hearing this, Lin Yun'er breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Yang Feng, became soft, and said in a somewhat domineering tone, "You have taken my hand, and you still want me to let you go?" β
"Understand?"
"Hehe, you're quite personal. Yang Feng couldn't help but smile, raised his hand and touched his nose, "However, it will take a long time for me to reach the realm of the Tribulation, and I will always be by your side during this time." β
"In a word, pull the hook. Lin Yun'er suddenly stretched out her little thumb and hooked it towards Yang Feng, grinning.
Seeing this gesture, Yang Feng's mind once again returned to the agreement between him and Han Shilan in high school
Forget it, there's no going back.
Yang Feng suppressed the emotions in his heart, and said in a calm tone, "How old are you, and you still play this kind of childish behavior." β
"You really don't have any emotion. Lin Yun'er was so angry that she stomped her feet.
"Let's go, I'm out of class in the afternoon. β
Yang Feng took her little hand and walked towards the school gate.
This pull, this walk, is ten years.
The world is constantly changing, and the crowds are constantly flowing.
Ten years later, Yang Feng stepped into the realm of tribulation and had the ability to be unparalleled in the world.
The whole world will be proud of him.
"I'm leaving, wife. β
Yang Feng looked at his beloved wife in his arms and said gently.
"Remember, come back early. β
A tear fell from Lin Yun'er's eyes and said softly.
"Well, of course, for you and the child. β
Yang Feng let go of his wife in his arms, put on a scarlet robe, and took out the void breaking talisman from the system storage bar.
Activated instantly, the void suddenly twisted, and a huge amount of energy rippled in the Yang family's villa.
Yang Feng stood outside the void rift, turned his head, and took one last look at Lin Yun'er.
I saw her tears hanging all over a beautiful face, and her red eyes were extremely distressing.
"Don't cry, it's not good to cry, don't worry, I promise you that within three years, I will definitely come back." β
Yang Feng smiled shallowly, wiped away the tears on her face with spiritual power, and said.
"Hmm. Lin Yun'er replied with a snort.
Immediately after, Yang Feng's eyes became firm, and he entered the void in an instant, traveling through time and space.
The rift in the void on the outside is gradually beginning to mend itself.
This time, it went very well, and he did not encounter the turbulence of time and space.
Autumn is going to winter, and it's a good year.
This year, Yang Feng's child, named Chuyang, was six years old.
He has a nose on stilts like Yang Feng, big eyes like Lin Yun'er, clear water chestnut horns, and fair skin is naturally inherited from his parents.
This boy, when he grows up, I don't know how many girls he will do.
Finally, it's National Day, Lin Yuner took Chuyang to People's Park to play.
Write poems for you, and be still for you
Do the impossible for you
For you and me, I learned to play the piano and write lyrics
Lose your mind for you
Write poems for you, and be still for you
Do the impossible for you
Play all the love song sentences for you
I forgot to mention that the most beautiful thing is your name
Love is a strange thing
At this time, not far away, there was a very beautiful girl, he had a delicate and beautiful face, wearing a wheat-colored sun hat, and her body exuded an ethereal fairy aura.
She was sitting on a stone bench with a guitar in one hand and singing softly.
There were a lot of people around.
"Mom, I want to eat ice cream!" Yang Chuyang took Lin Yun'er's hand, raised his little head, and said in a milky voice.
"Recently, the teacher said that you are doing well in school, and your mother will treat you to ice cream today. β
Lin Yun'er reached out and pinched her son's face, and said with a smile, "You wait for your mother here, and your mother will line up to buy it for you." β
"Long live Mom. Yang Chuyang laughed, very sunny and cute.
Watching his mother go to line up, Yang Chuyang stood in place, listening to the singing from not far away, he looked over curiously, and walked unconsciously under his feet.
Your praise for me
is my greatest happiness
But how do you want me to forget you?
Memories left for me
Don't forget that I love you
Don't forget that I miss you
The people around all took out their mobile phones to record one after another.
Because this girl sings so well, and she looks so beautiful and fairy, but there is a trace of the imperial atmosphere between her eyebrows.
In an instant, many people became her fans.
However, after the song ended, she put down the guitar in her hand and walked towards Yang Chuyang.
"Sister, you're so pretty, but my mom is even prettier. β
Yang Chuyang saw the girl coming over and spoke.
"Yes, kid, is your mother really prettier than me?"
The girl smiled and said.
This laugh instantly captured all the boys in the audience.
His smile is like the warmth of the sun.
"I'm not lying~~~"
Yang Chuyang's head shook like a rattle.
"Do you know, little friend, my sister used to like your fatherβ"
The voice fell.
The audience was slightly stunned.
By the time everyone came to their senses, the girl had already disappeared from the spot.
A hundred meters away, she was holding a photo in her hand, which was a photo of Yang Feng and Han Shilan.
"Yang Feng, I'm sorry, I'm late. β
"Everything was missed. β
Autumn goes to spring, and the next flowering will be in which distance?
The journey is too long.