Zhao Qingfeng closed the door under the pretext of cultivation, Bai Luoluo ate a few days of closed door soup in a row, Song Lian also locked himself in the door all day after confessing Luoluo's words, but Miss Shen slowly woke up after three days of coma, and since then the whole person has been reborn, either burning incense and worshiping the Buddha or visiting the Buddhist scriptures, and the atmosphere of the entire Song Mansion suddenly couldn't help but be weird.

Bai Luoluo was at a loss when suddenly a maid sent a letter, and before Bai Luoluo could see her face clearly, the maid had already walked out numbly.

- My brother personally enlightened.

Bai Luoluo endured his heart of forced demolition and ran all the way to the side courtyard where Zhao Qingfeng lived, and knocked on the door again and again: "Zhao Qingfeng, you open the door first, I have something to say to you." ”

Zhao Qingfeng should not, Bai Luoluo became more and more anxious, he could only take a few steps back, kicked the door open with brute force, the room was full of mist, Bai Luoluo stared at the hazy figure behind the screen without blinking and rubbing his nose, thinking that he had just worked too hard, Bai Luoluo actually felt a little hot.

Zhao Qingfeng sighed for a long time, and there was helplessness in his voice: "Don't help the door up first." ”

Bai Luoluo swallowed and nodded to help the door, and when he turned around, Zhao Qingfeng was already dressed in clothes, but he was wearing wet hair, what did he say?

"Out of the water hibiscus, by the way, it's out of the water hibiscus!" Bai Luoluo clapped her hands, but after all, she was just a little monster, and she only read a lot of poetry books after getting acquainted with Zhao Qingfeng, so she naturally couldn't say words like "The floating orchid is full of flowers, and the color is full of peach blossoms".

"Luo Niang wants to come and still live. Bai Luoluo is greedy for beauty, but this serious thing is naturally still remembered, so he took out the letter in his arms and handed it to Zhao Qingfeng, Zhao Qingfeng took a look at Bai Luoluo, and Bai Luoluo turned his back and gambled: "You open it now, I will turn my back, and I haven't peeked at it all the way." ”

Bai Luoluo was angry, but his clothes were torn twice, Bai Luoluo turned his head, and saw Zhao Qingfeng bending his eyebrows: "If I don't avoid you, I'm afraid that I will cry when I change the dressing these days."

"Don't think you're ...... just saying this," he wrapped around his waist, and he could smell the fragrance of the bath on the tip of his nose.

Bai Luoluo can't afford to be soft the most, and it is Zhao Qingfeng who is soft.

"Now you don't care about your etiquette?" Bai Luoluo's words were disgusted, and naturally there would be some coquettishness on his face, Zhao Qingfeng helped her to turn around, stretched out his hand and touched her eyebrows: "This is a letter sent by Luo Niang, she met a villain, fortunately she was rescued, and now she is injured, so she wrote this letter." ”

"You say and I listen to what you do. Bai Luoluo was still tough on her mouth, but her heart was already warm, Zhao Qingfeng nodded her forehead, smiled, and laughed so much that Bai Luoluo became more and more out of breath.

After all, she didn't come here to be angry with Zhao Qingfeng.

"It is good to know that she is safe. Zhao Qingfeng let go of Bai Luoluo and put the letter in his sleeve: "I originally wanted to look for you today, but now that you are here, it's okay." ”

"Today is the Shangyuan Festival, I think you will like it. Zhao Qingfeng had his own style in his words, and Bai Luoluo looked a little stupid, as if this was not a young man who was only fifteen years old, but the Zhao Qingfeng who only belonged to Bai Luoluo ten years later.

"So you are bathing in broad daylight to go to the Shangyuan Festival with me?" Bai Luoluo smiled so much that he seemed to be pulling his eyebrows before stopping, but Zhao Qingfeng admittedly didn't know what kind of flirting in his words, and still said with a serious face: "The smell of medicine on the body is quite strong, I'm afraid you don't like it." ”

"I like any kind of Zhao Qingfeng, as long as you are Zhao Qingfeng. Bai Luoluo hugged hard, and hugged Zhao Qingfeng, who had just recovered from a serious illness, coughed and smiled.

"Wait......" Bai Luoluo suddenly let go of Zhao Qingfeng and ran, running in a hurry and almost falling, Zhao Qingfeng was worried, but Bai Luoluo didn't reply and only shouted: "Women are those who please themselves!"

After going back, Bai Luoluo simply turned over his clothes and put flowers on his eyebrows before going out, Zhao Qingfeng has been waiting outside the hospital, but the clothes of the two are interesting, Zhao Qingfeng has always been elegant but changed to a begonia red, Bai Luoluo likes bells and whistles but wears a plain Ai Qing, Bai Luoluo couldn't help laughing: "What a woman is a person who pleases herself." ”

"Come here. As soon as Zhao Qingfeng stretched out his hand, Bai Luoluo couldn't wait to run over and hold it.

The two of them did not leave the house from the main gate, and they found a side door and sneaked out, Bai Luoluo knew Zhao Qingfeng's current situation the most, but he didn't talk about it, but he just held Zhao Qingfeng's hand tightly with a smile on his face.

There are a lot of interesting things in the Shangyuan Festival, but Bai Luoluo prefers to look at Zhao Qingfeng a few more times, if he can write poems in his eyes, Bai Luoluo is afraid that he has already written a lot of long works.

"Yuelao Temple. Zhao Qingfeng stopped his pace, glanced at Bai Luoluo before leading her inside, there were many men and women who came to the Yue Lao Temple, but it was not right to be in pairs like them, Bai Luoluo didn't believe in God, after all, it was because of the Qingyu Jun in the Nine Heavens that Zhao Qingfeng couldn't even die.

Bai Luoluo followed Zhao Qingfeng with a stick of incense, and tied a red cloth strip on the tree, Zhao Qingfeng's words are delicate and elegant, and it is very conspicuous in these hundreds of red cloth strips.

"Life and death are broad, and Zicheng said. Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son. ”

The white eyes were illuminated by the lamp, and the hands of the two of them crossed their fingers and clasped them tightly, as if they wanted to confirm this sentence.

When Bai Luoluo came out of the Yuelao Temple, he saw an old man who bought a lantern on the side of the road folding a lamp in his hand, Bai Luoluo looked a little distracted, and Zhao Qingfeng followed her line of sight: "You like this?"

Bai Luoluo didn't nod, and Zhao Qingfeng had already taken out the silver to buy the freshly folded rabbit lamp in the old man's hand.

Bai Luoluo looked at Zhao Qingfeng walking towards him with a smile, she stood in place and beckoned to him, Bai Luoluo smiled and smiled, and the corners of her mouth froze.

The rabbit lamp was still dangling in Zhao Qingfeng's hand, and it shook so white that he suddenly realized.

"Zhao Qingfeng ......" Bai Luoluo held Zhao Qingfeng's hand, and his body trembled a little: "I understand everything......"

"Zhao Qingfeng, you really only like me. Bai Luoluo muttered, she reversed time and space to come here in order to change her fate, but she didn't know that all this had already been arranged in the dark.

Even she thought that she was the one she loved the most, but she didn't know that Zhao Qingfeng's love was far more profound than her.

It turned out that he had been telling the truth, but she was confused and never understood.

But if she is really the "Luo Niang" she once saw, then everything that follows is just a repeat of the past?

Thinking of this, Bai Luoluo not only trembled more and more, but quickly let go of Zhao Qingfeng, and there was a little more fear in his eyes.

"I'm here. Zhao Qingfeng stretched out his hand and held Bai Luoluo, his hand was always so warm, so warm that Bai Luoluo couldn't bear to let go.

"I'm ......" Zhao Qingfeng over and over again, like casting a spell, trapping all the fear and helplessness of Bai Luoluo.

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