The little girl's tone was childish, and she smiled sweetly: "My mother is eating over there!" I was doing a work-study job to complete the homework assigned by the teacher. ”

Wang Yumeng smiled dumbly, gently took the little girl's hand and said, "Little sister, do you know what work-study is?" ”

The little girl raised her head, tilted her head and thought innocently about it, before she shook her head a little dejectedly.

Her appearance caused Wang Yumeng to laugh like a silver bell.

The little girl's innocent little face also laughed, but she did not forget her task, carrying the small flower basket in her hand, and begged Lu Fengyang: "Big brother, you can buy some flowers for your girlfriend!" It's not expensive, five dollars a rose, and here are twenty flowers, new flowers that my mother bought in the flower shop. If I sell all these roses, I will complete the task assigned by my teacher and be able to go home and watch cartoons! ”

Wang Yumeng glanced at Lu Feng, who was a little at a loss, and hurriedly lowered his head and prepared to pay for it himself.

When Lu Feng saw Wang Yumeng's appearance, he immediately stopped her movements, and after quickly adjusting his expression, he quickly took out his wallet, handed the little girl a hundred smiles, and said with a smile: "Little sister, I bought all your roses, did you give me this flower basket of yours?" ”

The little girl's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly pushed the flower basket in her hand to Lu Feng, and said with a smile: "No problem, this flower basket and roses are for the big brother." ”

Immediately, her delicately carved little face looked at Wang Yumeng, kissed her on the face quickly, and shouted to Wang Yumeng with a smile: "Big sister, you are so happy, you have a good husband who is willing to buy you so many roses." My mom told me that if any big brother is willing to buy so many flowers for his wife, it proves that her husband loves her very much, and she will always be happy! ”

Sinking fish and geese, closing the moon and embarrassing flowers, it is no longer possible to describe Wang Yumeng's current beauty, but with the innocent blessing words of the little girl, her pretty face is full of shyness, revealing a beautiful and moving shyness.

Lu Feng looked at Wang Yumeng with embarrassment, he was a man after all, but he didn't blush, let alone explain, but there was a trace of expectation in his heart, if Wang Yumeng could become his girlfriend, what a happy thing it would be.

Seeing the little girl jumping back to her mother, Lu Feng reached out and handed the roses to Wang Yumeng, and said with a smile: "Flowers with beauty, in order to thank you for inviting me to dinner, you can accept this flower!" ”

Wang Yumeng was thin-skinned, blushed and said thank you, and then bowed his head and said nothing.

In her inner world, she is full of hope, hoping that Lu Feng can confess to herself, these days of business games, every time she is tired to exhaustion, she will think of Lu Feng's resolute face, and then feel a little more energetic.

I don't know when, a spark of love was born in her heart, what she needs now is that small pinch of fire, maybe in the next moment, maybe in the near future, this spark of love, I am afraid it will evolve into a sea of love.

Outside the transparent glass window, a young man in fancy dress looked at the passers-by with complicated eyes. He held the guitar in his arms and plucked the strings gently, and as the melodious notes flew from his fingertips, the slightly magnetic sound had a few charms:

"Missing is a very mysterious thing

Ruying ~ accompanying

Silent and breathless, haunting the bottom of my heart

In the blink of an eye~ engulfing me in loneliness

I can't resist, especially in the dark of night~

I miss you to the point where I can't breathe

I can't go straight to you

Tell you out loud

Willing for you, I'm willing for you

I am willing to be banished to Skyrim for you

……

Anything willing, anything willing

...... for you"

This is a classic old song by Faye Wong "I am willing to be for you", the world is ruthless, people are affectionate, how many true and beloved people, say "I am willing to be for you" to the lover who will accompany each other for life.

Wang Yumeng's eyes were a little confused, as if her whole person had been immersed in this beautiful main theme. She didn't know, she didn't know that at this time, Lu Feng's heart was aroused by the trace of tenderness, that trace of love.

Missing is a very mysterious thing, like a shadow......

For Wang Yumeng's excellence, which man can stand the test, Lu Feng didn't dare before, didn't dare to ask for extravagance, because he couldn't even live a stable life at that time, and he was faced with no money to pay for a house and no money to eat a hot meal.

Love, that trace of luxury, is a thing that is 108,000 miles away from him.

Because of parkour, he and Wang Yumeng are entangled, laughing or angry, with the stability of life, with the accumulation of capital, he seems to see that luxury turned into hope. The threshold of the Wang family is very high, but when he vowed to become a miracle doctor and vowed to build a world-class super-large hospital, the invisible threshold had been extinguished in the bottom of his heart.

It is undeniable that after these days of contact, he has the shadow of Wang Yumeng in his heart, not to mention whether he can hold the beauty, but there is one thing, Lu Feng knows in his heart, if ......

If Wang Yumeng was taken away by another man, he would feel heartache.

Love is like a tide......

No flowery rhetoric, the ordinary sentence "I am willing to do it for you" is enough.

At this moment, Lu Feng's heart was struggling, fighting between heaven and man.

Because, he didn't know if Wang Yumeng would like him and whether he could accept his sudden love.

A couple's package ended in silence between the two, and Lu Feng paid the bill, and the moment the two got up, their eyes were facing each other, but they all showed that deep love.

There are no words, but they are like a thousand words.

When the two were about to leave the restaurant, their hands inadvertently touched each other.

At this moment, Lu Feng suddenly made up his mind in his heart and strengthened his belief: as a man, you must dare to love and hate, even if you end up meeting and bleeding, you will not hesitate to do so, in order to leave no regrets in the future.

I have paid, I have worked hard, and the result does not matter.

To love her is to "I am willing to do everything for you".

His hand gently grabbed Wang Yumeng's Qianqianyu hand, as if he was electrocuted, and a strange feeling followed the residual warmth of the other party's fingers and passed into their hearts.

Wang Yumeng's white jade hand did not struggle, but his fingers gently hooked Lu Feng's fingers, as if he was afraid that the thread of love that would suddenly come from him would be broken.

Lu Feng was overjoyed in his heart, and turned his head slightly to look at Wang Yumeng, only to find that her face with a hint of smile, the corners of her sexy mouth were upturned, outlining the mark of joy.

Holding Wang Yumeng's hand, with a grateful heart, the two came to the wandering singer, at this time, the young wandering singer in strange costumes, had just finished singing a song, and was shocked when he saw Lu Feng and Wang Yumeng standing in front of him. Especially Wang Yumeng, he has lived for so many years, and he has never seen such a beautiful woman, even those beautiful and moving female stars on TV are a little worse than the living beauty in front of him.

Lu Feng looked at the young wandering singer, took out a hundred yuan from his wallet and handed it to him, in the other party's grateful eyes, his voice was full of sincerity and seriousness: "Hello, my hundred yuan is not a charity, nor is it to see you pitiful." I gave you money because your singing voice made me feel good, and the song "I'm Willing for You" you sang earlier made him finally muster up the courage to hold her hand. Brother, could you please sing this song again? ”

"Do you really like what I sing?"

The young wandering singer looked a little excited.

"Yes, you sing a good song." Lu Feng nodded and said, even Wang Yumeng nodded lightly, glanced at Lu Feng, his eyes were full of happiness.

The young wandering singer showed a look of emotion on his face, nodded silently, and slowly closed his eyes.

The melodious notes flowed from his fingertips, floating, and sang softly to the rhythm of the music.

Wang Yumeng's beautiful eyes were smiling, her body was close to Lu Feng, and her beautiful face was gently leaning on Lu Feng's shoulder, listening to this song quietly.

Lu Feng's heart seemed to be filled with joy, since the two of them held hands just now, he was a little apprehensive in his heart, and even a kind of fear, the arrival of happiness made him feel a sense of gain and loss. At this time, Wang Yumeng leaned on his shoulder, and finally let go of his nervousness, and he could feel Wang Yumeng's love for him.

Closing his eyes slightly, listening to the beautiful melody in his ears, and enjoying the warm moment between the two, Lu Feng's heart was full of happiness.

Fate makes the two meet, God's arrangement, the old moon's matchmaking, although I dare not say the perfect karma now, but to manage this love with heart, Lu Feng believes that there will be a happy result.

There is a sentence that Lu Feng is thinking, and Wang Yumeng is also thinking:

How much love is left in the world, how much dust is in the floating world, and happy things are done with lovers, no matter who is robbed or fate.

At the end of the song, Wang Yumeng raised his head slightly, with affection between his eyebrows, his face was like a delicate flower, and a thousand words turned into a bright smile.

"Let's go!"

Lu Feng looked down at Wang Yumeng with a smile, and his tone was unprecedentedly gentle.

Wang Yumeng's little bird only held Lu Feng's hand, leaned against him tightly, and nodded lightly.

"Wait a minute!" The young wandering singer hugged the guitar and called Lu Feng and Wang Yumeng, who were about to leave.

There was a hint of doubt in the eyes of the two of them, and they looked at the young wandering singer.

The young wandering singer had tears in his eyes, and his heart was still echoing the words that Lu Feng began to say at this time.

"Hello, my 100 yuan is not a charity, nor is it to look at your pity. I give you money because your singing voice makes me grateful and good"

For many days and nights, he wandered in the streets and alleys, singing with a guitar alone, and all he met was looking at beggars, some people were giving money, but they were holding a heart of charity, a heart that felt pitiful to him, and they didn't believe that he would achieve anything.

But what he wants is not mercy, not charity. What he needs is respect, recognition!