The fourth chapter of the main text volume is a poem from another world

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At night, even the neighbors knew that Lin Zixuan had a partner.

My sister, who had just come back from school, kept asking and wanted to know all the information about my future sister-in-law.

This is the good thing Mu Shanshan did, which completely disrupted Lin Zixuan's life.

I really don't know her well!

Lin Zixuan was quite helpless, but he couldn't say anything, and besides, he had to go to Mu Shanshan's house tomorrow.

This is a death order given by her mother Deng Xiulian, and for this reason, she also prepared a new set of clothes for Lin Zixuan, looking at the style is a popular style this year, it should be for Lin Zixuan to wear to work.

From his mother, Lin Zixuan learned that Mu Shanshan's father worked in the cultural department of the capital, and his mother worked on Huaguo TV.

These two units are good, no wonder Mu Shanshan can be assigned to Huaguo TV.

Zheng Xiulian is very satisfied with Mu Shanshan, this girl has good family conditions, looks thoughtful, has a sweet mouth, and is satisfactory in all aspects.

She was a little worried that her son was not worthy of other girls.

Lin Zixuan didn't know what Mu Shanshan said to his mother, anyway, he couldn't run away tomorrow, and after figuring out the shape of the moment, he was calm.

Isn't it just a meal? Who's afraid of whom!

We are traversers, since Mu Shanshan is not afraid of poking out the basket, I don't have to worry about it.

Back home, Mu Shanshan didn't know what was wrong with her today, maybe she was angry with Lin Zixuan.

When Lin Zixuan's mother came back, under normal circumstances, she should have said goodbye politely, but as soon as she thought of Lin Zixuan's rejection of her, she changed her mind and was ready to teach Lin Zixuan a lesson.

So, she had an idea and pushed the boat with her hand, so that Lin Zixuan's mother misunderstood, and forced Lin Zixuan to come to her house.

She hadn't done this before, but it was so natural to do it today, not jerky at all.

This may be a woman's talent.

Things have come to this point, there is no room for remorse, and she has a little curiosity about Lin Zixuan.

When she used to go to school, she only thought that Lin Zixuan was a shy classmate, but it wasn't until Lin Zixuan suddenly confessed that she found that this classmate subverted her cognition.

Mu Shanshan reclined on the bed and looked at a poem written in the notebook, which was the poem "When You Are Old" recited by Lin Zixuan.

As a student majoring in broadcasting and hosting, scripting is a compulsory course.

She memorized a rough idea just by listening to it, only one or two words were not accurate, and she had been trained in this area with her mother since she was a child.

She had read a lot of books, but she had never heard of this poem, and she went to the library to check it, but she didn't find it.

Could it be that Lin Zixuan wrote it himself?

She wasn't sure.

At this time, Mu Shanshan's father, Mu Zhiyuan, was a deputy director of the Ministry of Culture of China, responsible for cultural publishing.

Mu Shanshan thought about it and walked out with a notebook.

"Shanshan, don't forget to bring your boyfriend back tomorrow." Mu Zhiyuan looked at his daughter and teased.

He is more open-minded, and he will not stop his daughter if she really talks about her partner, but he is very familiar with the teacher at the Broadcasting Academy, and after a little inquiry, he knows that his daughter has no object at school at all.

It's just a prevarication for his daughter, so he doesn't mind making fun of it.

"Don't worry, tomorrow will definitely surprise you." Mu Shanshan heard what her father meant, and said angrily.

"Oh, then I'll have to take a good look at which young talent it is." Mu Zhiyuan said disapprerovingly, "Don't just find someone to fill up the number, I will test him well, don't blame me if you make a fool of yourself." ”

"You can bake it, it's good when it's done." Thinking of Lin Zixuan's angry appearance, Mu Shanshan said hatefully.

"Shanshan, your love is not right, who offended you?" Mu Zhiyuan wondered.

"What's wrong, aren't you going to test him? How about looking at this poem? Mu Shanshan changed the subject.

Mu Zhiyuan likes it, and when he heard that there was a poem, he took it and read it out, and read it out while reading.

"When you're old, your hair is gray, and you're sleepy...... How many people have loved the films of your youth, loved your beauty, with hypocrisy or true feelings. Only one loves the heart of your pilgrim, and the scars of time on your mournful face......"

After Mu Zhiyuan finished reading, he closed his eyes and reminisced.

What a good poem to remember!

He is not a poet, but only feels the artistic conception expressed in this poem from the perspective of an ordinary reader.

This is obviously a love poem, written to the beloved, and the general love poem is always associated with praising the youth and beauty of the lover.

This poem takes a different path, the poet makes a hypothesis, imagining the appearance of his lover in old age, imagining her gray hair and rickety body, giving people a cruel sense of the passage of time.

Others love your youthful beauty, but I love your old face alone.

There is a shocking emotion in this poem, which is a kind of unswerving love.

Mu Zhiyuan didn't understand the structure and rhythm of the poem, but he felt the deep feelings contained in it between the lines.

"Whose poem is this?" He asked.

"Dad, haven't you seen it yet?" Mu Shanshan asked rhetorically, "Could it really be that guy wrote it himself?" ”

"Oh, it's for you?" Mu Zhiyuan asked interestingly, "It's not easy to write this poem, it seems that he ...... you."

"I won't tell you." Mu Shanshan snatched the notebook, turned around and ran into the room shyly.

Mu Zhiyuan looked at his daughter's back, a little sad and a little relieved, her daughter has grown up after all!

In this way, he is more interested in the person who will come tomorrow.

The next day, Lin Zixuan walked out of the house under the urging of his mother and the encouragement of his sister.

He really didn't want to go out on such a hot day, but he couldn't help it, otherwise he wouldn't be able to pay home.

He got on the bus and headed towards Mu Shanshan's home.

Along the way, looking at the various buildings in the capital, he also felt fresh, this was the first time he seriously looked at the city.

In the days to come, he will live here.

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