Her expression was noticed by Yun Xingwan, and Yun Xingwan asked worriedly, "Sister Chuanyu, are you not feeling well?"

"No... Nope". Di Hong Chuanyu said hurriedly.

"O~". Yun Xingwan was puzzled, and continued to say worriedly: "Since you came out of the forest that time, you have been ghostly, are you still afraid? Don't be afraid, with me and Xianchuan, I will definitely protect you."

Di Hongchuan Yu looked at her serious appearance, sneered, pinched her face and said, "Alas, I know, you are the most reliable."

All this was naturally known to Liu Feng in the consciousness space, and he teased: "Oops, oops, it seems that your beautiful male plan is very useful, and another victim has suffered from it."

"Fuck you, shut up, sleep in peace." Baili Xianchuan said angrily, he naturally understood who Liu Feng was talking about.

Just when several people had their own thoughts, Fang Nanchen and He Mei also reached the most critical moment.

Baili Xianchuan hurriedly wrote on the paper: Quickly talk about the poem I memorized before.

Fang Nanchen immediately understood, and then picked up a fallen flower on the ground, and said melancholy: "If you don't collect the beautiful bones, a pure land to cover the wind and flow, the essence is clean and clean, it is better than the dirty ditch."

This is a poem by Baili Xianchuan combined with blue and white stars, specially written for Fang Nanchen, including the next words, Fang Nanchen memorized it for two whole days.

I don't practice anymore, and I practice with Baili Xianchuan over and over again every day, which is more serious than cultivation.

Seeing him like this, Baili Xianchuan clenched his fists and said, "Okay! That's it, hold it and get her attention."

Sure enough, this aroused He Mei's curiosity, and she asked curiously: "Alas!? Why did you suddenly say that?"

Fang Nanchen gently blew the flower in his hand away, watching it slowly fly into the distance, he said: "You say, is it true that everyone can be as noble as a flower, unwilling to be contaminated with the dirt of the world, even if he dies, he will carry pride and love?"

"Huh?!". He Mei was caught off guard by Fang Nanchen's words, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Di Hongchuanyu, who was peeping on the side, saw Fang Nanchen like this, and couldn't help asking: "Xian Chuan, is your idea reliable?"

Baili Xianchuan replied with a positive expression, and he said with a very confident look: "Don't worry, in my original world, those girls like this set the most, and deep men are the most liked by girls, I used this trick to trick my girlfriend Ye Ningle into getting it."

Ye Ningle's existence, Yun Xingwan naturally knew about it, because Baili Xian had told her, and Yun Xingwan naturally told Di Hongchuan Yu, so there was nothing to hide.

Di Hong Chuanyu glanced at him and said weakly: "That's the blue and white star, you actually put it here in the way of the blue and white star, how can I feel so unreliable."

"No". Yun Xingwan said with a nymphomaniac face: "If Xian Chuan is like this to me, I will definitely be fascinated to death."

Di Hongchuan Yu glanced at her and said: "You are called a ghost, you think everything this guy says is right."

Just when the three of them were arguing, Fang Nanchen said melancholy: "There are arbors in the south, you can't rest, there are wandering girls in Han, you can't think, there is a young woodcutter, he wants to love but doesn't dare, he wants to find but can't, so he has to be entangled in his heart, falling into endless love, facing the mighty river, looking at the beautiful girl he loves on the other side of the river, he can only write this poem."

"There are arbors in the south, and you can't rest, and there are wandering girls in the Han, and you can't think about it...". He Mei muttered, she looked at Fang Nanchen thoughtfully, and asked, "Why are you like this today... This doesn't seem to be the same as you usually are, isn't it sick?"

Fang Nanchen looked at her eyes and said: "The woodcutter's sincerity did not move the girl, and the girl may not know, but an unintentional poem has touched thousands of us in the post-modern era, maybe the girl is out of reach for him, maybe he will only put her in the deepest and softest corner of his heart, and only hope that when he is depressed and sad, he can pick up this emotional past."

At this time, the two of them are very close, and their eyes are facing each other, looking at it from a distance, this charming feeling is really good.

"Huh?!". He Mei took a step back, Fang Nanchen's burning eyes made her a little unbearable, she said at a loss: "Nanchen, you... You are...".

"Ahh

She wanted to retreat again, but Fang Nanchen grabbed her hand and pressed her hand to her chest, so that the two of them were closer.

Fang Nanchen's firm eyes, looking at He Mei's wandering gaze, a gust of wind blew, bringing up bursts of falling flowers, flying past the bodies of the two.

Yun Xingwan, who was hiding in the corner, looked at this scene and said enviously: "Ah! It's so romantic, did you really teach him Xianchuan?"

As soon as he said this, Baili Xianchuan's face darkened, as if it made him very painful, as if there was a memory that he never wanted to think about again.

At that time, in order to teach him this paragraph, the two of them practiced for a whole afternoon, and the two of them endured the nausea and practiced hand in hand for an afternoon.

Until now, he has been ridiculed by Long Xiangyu, and even An Duo has always said that he is ashamed, and now that he thinks about it, it is really disgusting.

You can imagine such a picture, two boys, holding each other's hands affectionately, saying sensual words, which makes people shudder when they look at it.

Just when Baili Xianchuan fell into painful memories, Yun Xingwan said excitedly: "It's started, it's time to confess."

I saw that Fang Nanchen held He Mei's hand tightly, and gently hugged her waist with one hand, and his movements were extremely ambiguous.

"Huh?!". For a while, He Mei was in a panic, she blushed and said in a panic: "Nanchen, what are you doing, let me go, there are other classmates here."

In fact, apart from them here, that is, those people who were hiding in the shadows, so Fang Nanchen was so calm.

Fang Nanchen looked into her eyes and said: "Someone once said: Poetry is like a flower on the other side, and the woman in the poem is also as beautiful as a flower. Maybe in my previous life, poetry was a ballad I sang, a night of dreams, but in this life, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, with hands like soft wattles, skin like clotted fat, collar like grubs, and teeth like rhinoceros."

"Nanchen, you...". He Mei blushed at his words, twisted her body slightly, and wanted to break free from Fang Nanchen's control, but her hand was tightly held, and her heart was in turmoil for a while.

"Spring is like the old, people are empty and thin, and the tears are red and silky." He held He Mei tightly and said in a deep voice: "Teacher He Mei."

"Huh?!". Looking at the face close at hand, He Mei's heart beat faster, and the palms that were clenched were also sweaty, wetting the hands of the two, she asked in a panic: "How... What's wrong?".

"There will be a day when this flower will drift away, and there will be a day when it will bloom again, Teacher He Mei, can I accompany you when the flowers fall and bloom in the future." Fang Nanchen said affectionately: "Borrow paper to write the word lovesickness, turn into endless pear blossom sorrow, blow down on my grave, in the future life of meeting you, turn into thousands of butterflies, the late autumn of thousands of flowers and wings, and interpret the most beautiful beauty for you."

"No... You..."He Mei was completely panicked, and by now, even an emotional idiot like Yun Xingwan understood what he was doing.

He Mei's heart was beating like a fawn, and she looked at this man with a deep face, she had never observed him so closely.

His eyes are so beautiful, and his hands are so warm.

She stammered and asked, "Nanchen, what do you mean?" She wasn't sure that such a man would really like her, maybe she was waiting for him to say something.

Fang Nanchen said affectionately: "Teacher, I like you, stay with me."

"Like... I?how could I!".

Whew~ A gust of wind blew, and the flowers on the trees and the ground flew together, just like he said, turning into thousands of butterflies and flying beside them.

Fang Nanchen slowly closed his eyes, his face was getting closer and closer, and suddenly, a little warmth dotted on her lips, this feeling was a feeling that had disappeared for many years.

At this moment, his eyes and mind were full of her, but in her mind was another figure.

Another picture appeared in front of her eyes, and it was still a picture of parting...

In that picture, it was her and a man, the man she buried in her heart, and this gentle kiss woke him up from the depths of memory.

As now, when that person leaves, he kisses him the same way, and then he says goodbye forever.

Until now...

The three people who were hiding behind the flowers were also stunned by this scene, Di Hongchuan Yu blushed and asked softly: "Is this also what you taught?

"No... I didn't" Baili Xianchuan wanted to cry without tears, he just let him hold his hand, but he didn't let him kiss it.

Whether this guy is improvised, or whether he kisses naturally in the depths of his affection, is unknown.

Yun Xingwan cried even more, grabbed Baili Xianchuan with both hands, and said coquettishly: "I don't care, the day you confess to me, you must be more romantic than him, otherwise I won't agree."

Another gust of wind blew, caressing the flowers, caressing the faces of the two, startling the butterflies in the flowers, and waking up the two people who were intoxicated in it.

When He Mei came back to her senses, Fang Nanchen's lips were gently pressed against her lips.

"Ahh

He Mei screamed in surprise, pushed her hands on his chest, pushed herself away from his embrace, and she said angrily: "Fang Nanchen!

At this time, Fang Nanchen also came to his senses, he panicked instantly, hurriedly waved his hand, and bent down to apologize: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, it's just... I just like the teacher so much."

He Mei was stunned for a moment, and she said angrily: "No! Ridiculous! You are not allowed to have such thoughts again."

Tick!

A tear slid down her face, dripping onto the ground, dripping onto the fallen flowers on the ground, wetting the withering flowers.

"Huh?". She touched her cheek and looked at the inexplicable tears, and she thought: "Tears? why do I cry, I shouldn't cry, I should be angry, why should I cry, why"

Looking at her cheeks that were wet with tears, Fang Nanchen panicked for a while, Baili Xianchuan had never taught him how to coax girls, he subconsciously looked at them hiding aside.

It is said that people will ask for help from the most trusted people in the most nervous situations, and perhaps he did not expect that one day, he would trust them.

Seeing him looking at this side, Baili Xianchuan hurriedly waved his hand and told him with his mouth: Don't look at this side!

But He Mei, who was still seeing something strange, noticed that in an instant, her figure disappeared in place and appeared behind the three of Baili Xianchuan.

After all, He Mei is also a strong person in the Spirit Fusion Realm, and she is proficient in assassination, and is good at discovering people hiding in the shadows.

When Baili Xianchuan and the others raised their heads, they found that He Mei's figure was no longer in sight, leaving Fang Nanchen alone in place, looking at them at a loss.

"You guys".

Just when the three of them were puzzled, He Mei's voice came from behind, and the three of them instantly broke out in a cold sweat, and then turned their heads with fear.