"Does she have anything to do with Xiao Bie?" asked Baili Bing pretending to be inadvertent, the chopsticks in her hand trembled slightly, but it already showed her nervousness.

"Of course there is something to do with it," Lin Yifei said with a smile: "The two of them were originally their own masters, and it is not uncommon for them to fight you to the death." ”

"That's all?" Baili Bing was a little disappointed.

"Of course, what do you think there is?" Lin Yifei took a few mouthfuls of food and drank another sip of water, as if he didn't care about anything.

"Then what is the purpose of her attention to you now, does she just want to see you?" Baili Bing was a little unconvinced.

"I don't know. Lin Yifei replied: "So I've been thinking about it, I'm watching her reaction." ”

"How do you see that?" Baili Bing was even more confused, "Just think about it here?"

Lin Yifei just smiled and didn't say anything, but whenever he had any plans, it was this attitude!

Baili Bing put down his chopsticks, "Everything you are doing now, such as frequently exposing in the media, performing some small actions, and asking them to help promote Dr. Qian's traditional Chinese medicine products, is it a bit against your will?"

Lin Yifei said lightly: "You are wrong, I am exactly what I intended, those who do big things are not informal, if you can't see through this, blindly act rigidly, stick to the rules, how can you do big things? ”

Baili Bing looked at the young man's face, only felt that it was very different from before, was silent for a long time, and then asked: "I have something I have always wanted to ask, but you can not answer." ”

"You say. Lin Yifei said in a deep voice, "It's just that I think that even if you know a lot of things, they may not be of any use." ”

Baili Bing lowered his head, flicked the rice in the bowl with his chopsticks, and said after a while: "But I want to know." ”

Lin Yifei was silent for a moment before saying, "Okay!"

"I remember the first time I saw you," Baili Bing had a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was recalling, "Of course I don't like you, but I think you are very special," Looking at Lin Yifei silently, Baili Bing said in a low voice: "You have a depression and love that are rare among your peers, you can borrow money from me for a part-time worker who you don't know, when I knew that you were Lin Yifei, that is, the famous infatuated prince of Zheqing, I thought your depression was for Fengxue Jun!"

Lin Yifei had already understood what she was going to ask, Baili Bing was undoubtedly very careful, and carefully noticed the places that no one else had paid attention to.

"But later it turned out that you weren't, Feng Xuejun can be said to have nothing to do with you," Bai Li Bing said in a low voice: "The expression you show sometimes is very missful, and a little gloomy, of course, Marshal Yue and your former comrades-in-arms are comrades-in-arms, I don't know what you call each other," Bai Li Bing smiled lightly, "These are all worth your reminiscence, because after so long, every time I think of my mother, I am still very sad." ”

"You still have a father who loves you," Lin Yifei said slowly.

"That's right," Baili Bing said softly: "It's because you made me understand this fact, maybe I've always known it, it's just avoidance, it's normal for you to miss Marshal Yue, and it's right to miss General Niu, because for you, those things just happened a few months ago, and I remember your every move a few months ago, I remember it clearly, I even remember crying and throwing myself into your arms, and told you, let you promise me, don't leave me," The girl smiled softly, those memories seemed to be just yesterday, there was sadness, but more was sweet, "The long history of 800 years is still too far away for us, but for you, it is just like yesterday." ”

Lin Yifei looked at the girl silently, and just said, "Thank you." ”

It is not easy to get a person's understanding, but Lin Yifei is undoubtedly lucky, because he has been understood by many people.

"But sometimes your expression is thinking of your lover," Bai Li Bing laughed, as if he wanted to dispel the seriousness of the problem, "I think, even if Xiao Beili was eight hundred years ago, he wouldn't be alone, right? I want to know who that person is, because I hope to be like her!"

Lin Yifei looked at her for a long time, and finally said solemnly: "Actually, you don't need to do the same as others, I like you, just because you are Baili Bing, not because you are like someone!"

Baili Bing was stunned for a while, and finally burst into a bright smile, she wanted to say something, but she only felt that happiness filled her body, she had waited too long for this sentence!

It wasn't until Lin Yifei's phone rang that Baili Bing came back to his senses, "Busy man, I don't know which manufacturer is looking for you and asking for an agent, and your calls have been coming one after another recently." ”

Lin Yifei smiled, saw that it was an unfamiliar call, and frowned, "It seems that I still need to hire a sales manager, but now we are still running a workshop, but I am a little tired." ”

"Please me," Baili Bing smiled, and was about to say something, when he suddenly saw Lin Yifei's face change slightly, he couldn't help but stop talking, and waited until he put down the phone, then asked, "Is there any bad news?"

"No," Lin Yifei shook his head, "Someone helped me find a painting!"

"A painting?" Baili Bing's eyes lit up, "You sell Yan Feihua's kind?"

Lin Yifei nodded, "I'll take a look." ”

"I'll go too. Baili Bing stood up, full of anticipation.

Lin Yifei glanced at her, "Of course you can go if you're fine, but I'm afraid of delaying your homework." ”

"I'm following in your footsteps now," Baili Bing was extremely happy when he heard Lin Yifei agree, "It's just that I'm not like you, I can get an excellent grade by relying on relationships, although I lack a lot of classes, but I still take the exam in person every time, but the results are not bad." ”

"I'm really not interested in this," Lin Yifei said with a wry smile: "What I think about the most now is, what is painted on that painting?"

××× when Lin Yifei and Baili Bing arrived, Jin Changxu was crossing Erlang's legs on the side, but Mr. Yang, like an ant on a hot pot, was overjoyed when he saw Lin Yifei coming in, "Mr. Lin, I asked my relatives for another painting." ”

"Isn't there a total of three paintings?" Lin Yifei frowned, "Why don't you bring them all at once?"

"I also asked about that painting," Mr. Yang hesitated, "and they said they lost it, why don't you buy this painting first?" ”

"Is your son's illness better?" Lin Yifei took the painting, but did not unfold it.

"I'm still in the hospital, recuperating, but thank you Mr. Lin for introducing the doctor," Mr. Yang was very grateful.

"You bring two paintings, calculate the price of one painting, and sell one more to Mr. Lin," Jin Changxu stood up and said a little impatiently, but he was thinking in his heart, I have seen a lot of people like you, I just want to hang people's appetites, what painting can't be found, if Lin Yifei gives money, needless to say, a third painting will definitely appear in a few days.

"This painting doesn't sell," Mr. Yang stammered, not at all like a gentleman who teaches.

"Then what do you want?" Jin Changxu was a little annoyed, "Yang Hongwei, let me tell you, take your kind of painting outside, and see who will give you more than five hundred yuan." ”

"That's not the case," Mr. Yang just looked at Lin Yifei, "Mr. Lin gave me 10,000 yuan to treat my son, and he also specially found a good doctor for me, and the medical expenses are a lot less," Mr. Yang was a little excited, "I found this painting to give it to him, and I looked for the third painting for a long time, but the relative said that he was really not there, and he was bought by a person for a few hundred yuan not long ago, and he still has a contact number, you see, this is it." ”

He handed Lin Yifei a crumpled piece of paper with a phone number written on it, and Baili Bing glanced at it, "Yifei, this is Yanjing's phone number." ”

"Have you ever been beaten?" Lin Yifei asked.

"It's okay," Mr. Yang said with a wry smile: "In addition to looking for paintings, I have not had time to contact the hospital yet." ”

"Then I'll get in touch. Lin Yifei smiled: "Thank you." ”

"Look at what you said," Mr. Yang was a little embarrassed, "My son has been discharged from the hospital, and the first one to thank you is Mr. Lin!"

Seeing that Jin Changxu's expression was a little embarrassed, Mr. Yang had no choice but to say: "Mr. Lin, you are busy first, if there is any help, just look for me." After he finished speaking, he pushed the door and went out, looking relaxed, Lin Yifei slowly unfolded the painting scroll, glanced at it, and the doubt in his eyes was even stronger.

"What the hell is it?" Jin Changxu came over with two cups of tea, glanced at them under the pretext, and couldn't help but smile dumbly, "It's all inconsequential." But in his heart, he said, yes, these thousands of dollars are considered for nothing.

Baili Bing also came over and helped to unfold the scroll on the table, only to see many white-clothed monks floating in the air, among which there was a woman, gorgeously dressed, but her expression was quite solemn, and at the end of the scroll was a mirage described in seven colors, which was quite spectacular and peaceful.

Many of the people above were holy, but Baili Bing looked puzzled, looked up at Lin Yifei and said, "What is this, Yifei, do you understand?"

Lin Yifei sighed, "I understand a little bit." ”

"This seems to be a religious portrait?" Baili Bing was a little unsure.

"This is a religious painting, it doesn't make any sense, I've seen a lot of it, and each one has a legend that doesn't matter," Kim Chang-seo said, "The age of the painting is the same as the first one, and the strokes are the same, it seems that it was painted by one person." ”

"This is a legend painted on it," Lin Yifei said in a low voice: "Look at the characteristics and demeanor of the monks on the painting, it is very similar to the White Sect in the West, they have a legend that many of the disciples of the second ancestor Mila Yuba have attained great enlightenment and can fly to the Pure Land in the flesh, and one of these disciples is a singer!"

(To be continued)