Lan Keman slept like a dream until dawn, when the sun was almost a stroke high, and then he got up in a daze.

Oops! It's going to be late!

Lan Keman dressed up quickly, this time in addition to deliberately wearing clothes without any incense, he also deliberately did not tidy up his face makeup.

She was worried that the aroma of those balsam pollen was too strong, and it would not be good to cause the prince discomfort again.

The girl was busy serving, dressing up, and there was no time for breakfast.

Lan Keman hurriedly told his father, and hurriedly urged the little girl to drive straight to the school.

Why didn't Lan Keman say goodbye to his mother? Because Chu Lian is still sleeping fragrantly.

This is all due to Lan Jing's doting on Chu Lian, he doesn't care when Chu Lian sleeps and gets up again, whether it's three poles in the sun, or five poles in the sun, even if he sleeps until he has to eat lunch, Lan Jing is smiling and has no complaints.

Anyway, all things, as long as they are not necessary, Lan Jing can take on them with all his might, so let Chu Lian sleep lazy!

It's a pity that this problem was also inherited to Lan Keman.

If it weren't for the school, Lan Keman would have been able to sleep until he was comparable to his mother.

Even if he was studying now, Lan Jing would not wait until he was too late to ask his subordinates to see if Lan Keman was up.

When Lan Keman rushed to the academy in a hurry, the pedants had already bypassed the bamboo forest and were about to pace to the door of the academy.

Lan Keman didn't care about etiquette anymore, walked a few steps, caught up with the pedagogist, gave a salute, and quickly skimmed the screen and sat in his seat.

At this moment, Lan Keman didn't forget to quietly glance at Ling Xingyue to see if he could detect the change in the smell on her body.

It's a pity that Ling Xingyue didn't look at her at all, just looked out the window with deep eyes, as if waiting for the arrival of the pedant.

Lan Keman turned around and set up his book, ready to listen carefully to the pedant's lecture.

Of course, Ling Xingyue noticed the change in the smell on Lan Keman's body, and the spirit cat clan, the slightest change in smell could be easily felt by him.

But he just felt that the girl didn't have that cheesy smell of fat powder, but the rich smell of spirit grass was still fragrant, which made him a little painful to endure.

But Ling Xingyue also sensed the woman's intelligence, and with a few expressions of his, he knew what he hated about her, and he didn't even wipe the fat powder today.

Thinking of this, Ling Xingyue couldn't help but be gentle with her.

Those sharp and deep eyes that were as deep as a black pool instantly softened a lot.

Although Ling Xingyue still had to resist the smell of aura cat grass on Lan Keman's body, she could naturally sit firmly in her seat without revealing the slightest.

But Ling Xingyue's ice was as indifferent and cold, and there began to be a slight wavering and a small crack in her heart.

He has entered this era, and this prince has been in his body for almost a year.

When it was a civet cat, it lived in a glamorous era.

The day is full of anticipation, waiting for which girl to arrive, waiting for which gentle touch and call.

At night, taking advantage of the moonlight like frost and the spiritual bamboo like jade, I concentrated on cultivating.

The civet cat family loves to sleep again, and often completes their cultivation, and their whole body is lazy, and they get into the small nest prepared by the girl, and sleep until three poles in the morning.

Even when he was woken up by the crowd entering the park in the early hours of the morning, he only stopped snoring softly.

Then he stretched his waist, covered his eyes and cheeks with his front paws again, and quickly fell asleep.

The girl's cheeks in the dream are so beautiful!

Even if you are occasionally bored and lonely, just a few bounces, you can come to any lively place at will:

Look at the neon glittering like the girl's shining eyes.

Look at the moon half-hung like the sweet gentleness of the girl.

Look at the crowd like the girl's coquettish anger.

Look at the river flowing like the bright smile of the girl.

Everything was so lively and warm in his eyes, and then he no longer felt lonely and lonely.

Maybe it's because there's that girl's breath everywhere.

His feelings are so full and happy.

Now, in this place, in this era, although Ling Xingyue is around, everyone is surrounded by people, and it is very lively.

However, Ling Xingyue had a deep feeling of loneliness and emptiness that could not be resolvable.

This reminded him of a passage from a book that the girl had read to him, and when she read it, her little face was filled with sadness, and she did not quite understand the meaning of the word at that time, but now she thought about it in her heart:

Taken apart from the word lonely,

There are children, there are melons and fruits, and there are dogs, and there are butterflies,

enough to hold up the mouth of an alley in a midsummer evening,

Full of human touch.

Under the willow shed of the child, the thin dog chases the butterfly in the narrow alley,

There are many laughs and smiles in the world, and there are two sideburns left for the micro-self.

- Children, fruits, cats and dogs, butterflies are of course lively,

But none of this has anything to do with you,

It's called loneliness.

……

Now Ling Xingyue felt this deeply, without that girl's place, no matter how lively it was, he still felt lonely.

Even the ecstasy of crossing over was meaningless because of the girl's absence.

Ling Xingyue was indifferent for a long time, and seemed to have lost interest in everything.

But now I was troubled by the breath on Lan Keman's body next to me, and my brain hurt by the fragrant aroma.

After a while, I was salivated by the taste of aura cat grass and tried my best to resist.

It had reduced Ling Xingyue's loneliness a lot, and thinking of this, Ling Xingyue couldn't help but smile.

And this shallow smile at the corner of his mouth happened to be seen by Lan Keman.

And in an instant, a sentence in Lan Keman's heart flashed by in an instant:

Those smiling eyes are as bright as the sea of stars!

It's also a coincidence that Old Master Zhuang just talked about Zhuangzi - "Zhuang Zhou's Dream of Butterflies", and he couldn't help but feel that life is like a dream, and it is as fleeting as a good horse.

Then I heard Ling Xingyue in the last row suddenly sigh softly, and said by name:

"Ling Xingyue, do you have a sigh? Let's talk about it! We can speak our minds today. ”

Ling Xingyue didn't expect Master Zhuang to ask himself, he was immersed in the past he had experienced.

But he still bowed with both arms first, and then replied with a deep color:

"I want to use a small word to express my feelings about this matter, and nothing else."

Then his eyes were as black as night, and he said lightly:

"There are idle clouds in the mountains,

Frost has a thousand miles,

A touch of sorrow,

It's a ferry again.

How can the old eyes know the people,

Look in the mirror,

White heads! ”

After reading it, he didn't look at everyone and sat down slowly.

Ling Xingyue's voice was already low, coupled with the psychology of everyone who was already full of emotion, the school hall was silent for a while.

In the taste of these few words, the more I taste, the more I feel that my feelings are deep and I can't get rid of it.

Even Master Zhuang was silent for a moment, but he slowly bowed his head to Ling Xingyue many times, but he didn't say anything else.