In Shangshu Mansion, Ling Feiyan's attic residence.

Zhou Yanzheng, the aunt at the door, persuaded Ling Feiyan, saying that it was okay to let her eat something, she hadn't eaten for a day.

The sound of Ling Feiyan smashing things came from inside the door.

Mo Ling walked up to his aunt, "Uncle." ”

When my aunt heard the voice, she hurriedly turned her head, and when she saw that it was Mo Ling, she held her hand excitedly, and burst into tears: "Ling'er, go and persuade your Sister Feiyan, she hasn't eaten for a day, she hasn't eaten much during this time, and her face has lost weight." You say, she used to be so obedient, how did she become so diggy now..."

Mo Ling comforted: "Uncle, Sister Fei Yan will leave it to me, you go and rest first." ”

Zhou Yan wiped her tears, nodded, and looked at Mo Ling hopefully.

Mo Ling took the food box, let Pearls stay outside, and then pushed the door open.

As soon as she pushed open the door, a teacup came at her, "I said I wouldn't eat, get out!"

Mo Ling's eyes were fast, he flashed to the side, patted his heart, and scared the baby to death...

Closed the door, walked to the bed, looked at Ling Feiyan and quipped, "Sister Feiyan, you are trying to murder me!"

Ling Feiyan, who was covered with a quilt, heard the voice, and immediately sat up, looked at Mo Ling, and tears flowed down her eyes.

At this time, Ling Feiyan was disheveled, her face was emaciated, she looked like a female ghost, where did she have the slightest look of the past.

Mo Ling hurriedly put down the food box, sat on the bed and hugged her, and said distressedly: "Why did you lose weight like this!"

Ling Feiyan threw herself into her arms, and the grievances that had accumulated for several days cried and vented out.

"Sister, I'm sorry... I didn't come to see you..."

Ling Feiyan cried even more fiercely after hearing this, and pulled Mo Ling's sleeve tightly, so helpless and hesitant.

Mo Ling listened to Ling Feiyan crying, and water vapor appeared in her eyes.

She really damn it! Sister Fei Yan had such a big thing, she didn't even know about it!

"Cry, sister, you still have me... I'll be with you..."Mo Ling choked up.

Ling Feiyan did everything with confidence before, and there was a touch of arrogance between her eyebrows, as if she could master anything.

She remembered that Xiao Moling was isolated and ridiculed by her friends before, and it was Ling Feiyan who took her hand and stood up for her to teach those people a lesson.

It was Ling Feiyan who used her gentleness to make up for Xiao Moling's isolated wounds.

Proud as her, confident as her, gentle as her, but at this time she cried like a child who had lost a toy, which was so distressing.

Mo Ling wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, patted Ling Feiyan's back, and let her cry loudly in her arms.

After a long time, Ling Feiyan's bitter crying changed to a low sob.

Mo Ling let go of her, picked up the handkerchief and wiped her red and swollen eyes from crying.

Then pick up the meal and feed her.

Ling Feiyan pushed the bowl away, "Ling'er... I can't eat it..."

"Eat some, if he sees you like this, he will feel distressed, you can only think about the future if you raise yourself well, including being with him. ”

Ling Feiyan smiled bitterly, "My father doesn't agree, what's the future..."

Mo Ling narrowed his eyes, sure enough!

"There are no absolutes in everything, eat. With that, he scooped a spoonful of food and fed it to her mouth.

This time, Ling Feiyan did not refuse, and swallowed the food mechanically, but it was like chewing wax.

Mo Ling scooped a spoonful, "The most important thing is to save your physical strength, sister, eat more, he may feel distressed when he sees you lose weight like this, are you willing to make him feel distressed." ”

Ling Feiyan shook her head and swallowed her meal.

Just like that, Mo Ling waited for Ling Feiyan to swallow the food, and then continued to feed her, and after a while, she ate half a bowl.

"Ling'er, I'm not going to eat it. ”

Mo Ling put down the bowl and stroked her hair, "Sister, can you tell me about him..."

A figure appeared in Ling Feiyan's mind, and she wanted to find someone to talk to, so she said softly.

"His name is Ji Shu, I met him at the Foreign Poetry and Literature Club, that day..."

Reminiscing back to the first day of the Poetry Meeting.

There were a lot of people that day, Ling Feiyan and Ling Feng were scattered by the crowd, and she herself was thin and weak, she couldn't squeeze others, and was knocked to the ground.

At this time, Ji Shu appeared, pulled her up, and then scolded the people around him angrily, and actually hit the girl!

She remembered that day he was dressed in a light blue outfit and his hair was tied up with a hairpin.

He is very delicate, with a weak body, a standard weak scholarly portrait.

At that time, she suddenly became interested in him, a person so thin and weak, he dared to provoke others, he was not afraid of being beaten.

She still remembered that after he finished scolding, he turned his head to look at her, stunned, and then his face turned red.

"What's your name?" she asked him.

"Auntie, girl... My name is Ji Shu..."He touched the back of his head, a little embarrassed.

At that time, she felt that he was dumbfounded, and he was shy to even give his name.

There were so many people that she almost got bumped.

Then he raised his hand and stammered, "Auntie... Either or else, you're going to pull Xiaosheng's sleeve..."

She laughed out loud, and this man was so funny that instead of helping her, he asked her to pull his sleeve.

But she did.

Pulling his sleeve and asking him, "You were born to stutter?"

"No, no, no, I don't know, what's wrong, just... Girl, I'm not stammering—" He explained hurriedly, his eyes not daring to look at her.

She didn't believe it at first, she didn't believe that there was such a pure man in the world!

Playing with him, he put his hand on hers and played: "Pull me like this, I won't fall." ”

Obviously felt that his hand was stiff, and immediately left her hand, and then said with a red face: "Auntie, please respect yourself! You, you can pull Xiaosheng's sleeve!"

She thought he was pretending to be a gentleman and didn't believe it, but he avoided it several times.

As a result, she had to believe that there was really such a pure man in this world.

What a goofy goose...

There were a lot of people, and she just hid behind him, looking at his thin body, and isolating the crowd for her.

She suddenly felt a sense of security.

Later, the subordinates of Shangshu Mansion found her, she said goodbye to him, and before leaving, he asked her name with a red face.

She smiled and said, "The next time I see you, I'll tell you!"

"Huh, can we see each other again..."

She nodded and left with her servant.

The poetry meeting began, and she saw him again, this time he was standing on a high platform, doing amazing verses, defeating one opponent after another, his face exuding confidence, this was his second side.

A self-confidence that doesn't match his goofy goose.

She was afraid that he would see her, so she subconsciously hid backwards, and later the people asked Ling'er to go up to the high platform, so she couldn't get up to help Ling'er break the siege, and she didn't know if he saw her.

She didn't want him to know that she was the daughter of Shangshu.

After the first day was over, she also went to the poetry club the next day, thinking about meeting him again.

But there were too many people, she searched for a long time, but she couldn't find him.

I thought about going to the square and standing on a high place to look for him.

Xu is God intended to match them, she inadvertently glanced to the side and saw him, he was sitting under the tea shed drinking tea.

A surprise appeared in her heart, squeezed through the crowd, walked in front of him, and pretended to be a coincidence: "Ji Shu? It's you, what a coincidence!"

"Auntie, it's you, why did you come out alone again?"

"I was separated from my family..."

"That's it, or I'll send the girl back—" He blushed, not daring to look at her.

"Yo, we've only met twice, and you're going to send me home, disciple!" she deliberately teased him.

He was in a hurry, and hurriedly waved his hand to explain, "No, my aunt misunderstood me, I didn't mean that..."

"Then what do you mean..."

"I, I, I..." He was so anxious that his face was red, scratching his ears and cheeks, I had been for a long time, and I didn't have a reason.

"Poof... What a goofy goose, tease you, let's send me home..."

He scratched the back of his head and smiled silly at her: "It's good that the aunt girl is not angry......"

After speaking, he raised his hand, "Girl, you pull my sleeve..."

She was a little helpless and did so.

He was still the same as that day, isolating the crowd for her.

She did not return home and took him to a secluded lake.

"Auntie, girl, did you mean you want to go home..."

"I don't want to go back, so talk to me for a while. With that, she sat down on the grass, patted the clearing next to Pie, and motioned for him to sit down.

He blushed and sat down, but he was far away from her.

For some reason, they just sat quietly, and she felt very happy.

"I saw you yesterday, and the poems you made were wonderful. ”

"Hey, hey... Hey..."He smiled silly and scratched the back of his head, judging the two of them with the same confident appearance yesterday.

"I, I also saw the girl, I didn't expect the girl to be the daughter of Shangshu, it is the talented girl Ling Feiyan, I have heard you before, your poems are very amazing..."

It turned out that he saw her, but he didn't seem to mind that she was the daughter of Shangshu, and she was relieved.

The scholar was arrogant in his bones, and she was afraid that if he found out, he would stay away from her.

Thankfully, he didn't.

That day, they sat by the lake for a long time, talked a lot, from poetry and songs to gossip, and the crowd did not leave until dark.

With him, time flies by so fast, even though he stammers all the time...

That day, I learned that he was teaching at a private school and was a famous gentleman.

On the third day, he estimated the end time of the private school, so he wandered along the path next to his private school.

Seeing him, he still pretended to be a coincidence: "Yo, what a coincidence!"

He seemed very happy to see her, and trotted to his side, "Girl, what a coincidence!"

When he saw her on the third day, he stuttered a lot better.

That afternoon, they went to the teahouse, listened to the storytelling, ate melon seeds, chatted, and were still very happy.

Day 3, Day 4, Day 5, Day 1...

For the next seven days, she would always wander down the path next to the private school, and then pretend to meet by chance.

But she didn't know that when he was resting, he would also go to the private school every afternoon, just because he wanted to hear her words: "Yo, what a coincidence." ”

In the afternoon, I stayed with him, and in those days they went to climb the mountains and swim in the lake, and they lived happily and contently every day.

His stuttering seemed to be all right.

One afternoon, she just wanted to go out, and her father said that someone had come to propose marriage, so that she could meet her.

She didn't want to, because she wanted to see him.

But I can't help my father, so I have to see it.

When she had finished coping, it was already an hour later, and she ran to the private school, where the goose was sitting on a stone beside her, waiting for her.

Seeing her coming, joy appeared on his face, trotted to her, and scratched the back of his head: "What a coincidence..."