Feng Xiaomo stood dumbfounded outside the courtyard gate, neither entering nor leaving. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's just that it's far away and can't see clearly, and Gao Feng can also feel her expression. It was a contradictory psychology, wanting to move forward and stopping, as if excited, as if sad and angry, as if making a difficult choice.

Gao Feng didn't know what was in the courtyard, let alone who was worthy of Feng Xiaomo, but he knew that the people in the courtyard must have a great relationship with Feng Xiaomo, and even her secret could be revealed from this person.

He didn't go forward, let alone dare to go forward, he was afraid that he would disturb Feng Xiaomo because of this. This is her private space, she is thinking and brewing her emotions, no matter what the outcome, she will make her own choice, and this is her most sincere inner reaction, any interference from others will have a negative effect.

After standing for a long time, Feng Xiaomo finally sighed, pushed open the courtyard door and walked in.

After a little hesitation, Gao Feng also followed. He didn't enter the courtyard gate, but saw a crooked-necked tree outside the courtyard, and the branches of the tree were just over the courtyard wall, so he grabbed the branch and climbed up and peeked into the courtyard.

The courtyard was very simple, there was only a dilapidated thatched house, there was no light, Gao Feng saw Feng Xiaomo enter the house, and then an exclamation came out: "Who is it?" ”

This is a middle-aged female voice, because of its high-pitched voice, Gao Feng can hear it clearly.

Then Feng Xiaomo whispered, and the female voice exclaimed again: "You still found it." After that, the female voice also fell low, and Gao Feng could no longer hear what they were saying.

The two of them muttered in the house, talked for a long time, Gao Feng didn't hear a word clearly, and was thinking about whether to take some measures, but saw Feng Xiaomo staggering out.

Her expression was sad and abnormal, obviously in a deeply affected situation, Gao Feng was shocked, but he didn't dare to act rashly. At this point, the slightest stimulus could drive her insane.

Slowly walked out of the courtyard gate, all the way forward, Feng Xiaomo's steps were heavy and slow, as if he had lost his soul.

Gao Feng hurriedly climbed down the tree, looked back at the dilapidated courtyard, and followed closely behind Feng Xiaomo, her situation at this time was indeed uneasy.

Gradually east, Feng Xiaomo walked aimlessly, neither fast nor stopped, like a lonely soul floating on the street, like a helplessness, like a kind of grief.

Fortunately, there were no pedestrians at this time, and even the occasional news was in the distance, but no one came to disturb them.

There was a grove of trees in front, and there were no houses or courtyards, only a dozen or so large trees. Feng Xiaomo walked into the bushes and leaned against a tree.

After a while, she hid her face and wept, and even squatted down.

This is the most fragile Feng Xiaomo, and it is also the most abnormal Feng Xiaomo, and it is the most real Feng Xiaomo that Gao Feng has seen. At this moment, she tore off all her disguises and returned to her true colors.

Feng Xiaomo's sadness was like a needle piercing Gao Feng's chest, he couldn't suppress it anymore and walked over.

It seems that she doesn't know the arrival of the peak, or she already knows that he is coming, Feng Xiaomo is still the same, she is immersed in self-catharsis and can't extricate herself.

Gao Feng didn't persuade her, nor did he do anything, just quietly waited by her side and let her express her inner feelings.

Finally, Feng Xiaomo stopped crying, did not look up, but said softly: "It's better to cry, thank you for coming with me." ”

Gao Feng shook his head bitterly, it seemed that she had already known that he was following.

took out a handkerchief from his body and handed it over, Gao Feng said, "What can I do for you?" ”

He always wanted to help her, but she was too closed-minded, and he didn't know where to start, which was a kind of powerlessness. This was an opportunity, and he could only try to ask.

Feng Xiaomo wiped away his tears, stood up and looked up at Gao Feng, his eyes full of complex ingredients.

"Alas!" She sighed, then lowered her head and said softly, "You are still very weak now, and you can't help me with my affairs." ”

Although she didn't know how big her matter was, she could still hear from her helpless words that she didn't want him to help, nor did she distrust him, but she didn't want him to be involved.

Gao Feng stood quietly and did not say anything. He is indeed very weak, and he has to look ahead and hesitate in everything he does, which is the reason for his lack of strength, and it is also his way of winning steadily. Naturally, this way can't help Feng Xiaomo.

Of course, Gao Feng knows that his weakness is only temporary, maybe which **** can soar into the sky, not to mention a corner of the county, even a state and a government can also guide the country, or the entire Great Song Dynasty has to look at his eyes to act, but it is in the distant future, at this time it is indeed inconvenient for him to slap a swollen face and become fat.

"Brother Gao, what kind of man do you say?" Feng Xiaomo raised his head again, hesitated and asked, but his eyes were full of expectation.

This question was asked at once. There are many standards for a good man, that is, he can't finish it in a day and a night, but Gao Feng knows that Feng Xiaomo definitely doesn't want that kind of answer, the standard for a woman to ask a man is just one, that is, the attitude towards women, even if it is so, it is not something that can be said clearly in one sentence.

After thinking about it, Gao Feng replied: "Responsibility, selflessness, loyalty, thoughtfulness, etc. are all standards of a good man, but I think these are not appropriate and real enough, after all, no one can really do it." There is a song that, although straightforward, sings the standard of a good man. ”

"What song?" Feng Xiaomo asked with some curiosity.

Between the questions and answers, her mood recovered a lot, and her mood gradually improved.

"The name of the song is 'Good Man,' and two of the lines are sung like this." Gao Feng cleared his throat and sang softly.

A good man will not let the beloved woman get hurt even a little

It will never be like a gust of wind drifting in tenderness

A good man will not make the waiting lover panic more and more

Loneliness can't see where happiness will come

……

Singing this song, while Gao Feng answered Feng Xiaomo's question, he also wanted to divert her attention through it, but before the song was finished, he saw her burst into tears again.

It touched her sadness again, it seems that her worries are related to emotions, is she emotionally involved with someone? Thinking of this, Gao Feng's heart hurt again.

Feng Xiaomo burst into tears, Gao Feng was stunned, and both of them froze there.

It didn't take long for Feng Xiaomo to stop her tears again, she found that something was wrong with Gao Feng, so she said softly: "I'm worried about an old man, so that Big Brother Gao can laugh." ”

Immediately, she added: "You said well, men are hard to find in the world." ”

Inexplicably, hearing these words, Gao Feng's mood suddenly became better, and he smiled slightly: "Although good men are rare, there is one in front of them." With that, he also pointed to his head.

"Flutter" Feng Xiaomo was amused, she said: "I think you are not a good man, but a disciple." Alright, Disciple, I'm leaving, goodbye. ”

After speaking, she waved her hand, glanced at Gao Feng coquettishly, then turned to leave, and quickly disappeared.