Chapter 52 I'm willing to do it for you

The little girl's tone showed a childish tone and smiled sweetly, "My mother is eating there!" I work hard and study in order to complete the homework assigned by the teacher.

Wang Yumeng laughed dumbly, gently took the little girl's hand and said, "Little sister, do you know what work-study is?"

The little girl raised her head, tilted her head and thought about it naively, and then shook her head dejectedly.

Her appearance caused Wang Yumeng to laugh like a silver bell.

The little girl's innocent little face also laughed, but she didn't forget her task. She held the small flower basket in her hand and begged Lu Feng, "Big brother, just buy some flowers for your girlfriend!" It's not expensive. A rose costs five yuan. Here are 20 flowers, which are the new flowers my mother bought in the flower shop. If all these roses are sold out, I will complete the task assigned by the teacher and be able to go home to watch cartoons!"

Wang Yumeng took a look at Lu Feng, who was a little at a loss, and quickly lowered his head to prepare to buy it at his own expense.

When Lu Feng saw Wang Yumeng's appearance, he immediately stopped her movements. After quickly adjusting his expression, he quickly took out his wallet and handed the little girl a hundred smiles and said, "Little sister, I bought all your roses. Did you also give me your flower basket?"

The little girl's eyes lit up and she quickly pushed the flower basket in her hand to Lu Feng and said with a smile, "No problem. This flower basket and roses are given to the big brother."

Then, her exquisite little face looked at Wang Yumeng, kissed her face quickly, and shouted to Wang Yumeng with a smile, "Sister, you are so happy. You have a good husband who is willing to buy you so many roses. My mother told me that if any big brother is willing to buy so many flowers for his wife, it proves that her husband loves her very much and she will always be happy!"

The sinking fish and falling geese, the closed moon and the shy flowers can no longer describe the current beauty of Wang Yumeng, but with the little girl's innocent blessing words, the pretty face is glowing, revealing a beautiful and charming shyness.

Lu Feng looked at Wang Yumeng with an embarrassed face. After all, he was a man, but he didn't blush, let alone explain. Instead, there was a trace of expectation in his heart. How happy it would be if Wang Yumeng could become his girlfriend.

Watching the little girl jump back to her mother, Lu Feng reached out and handed the rose to Wang Yumeng and said with a smile, "Flowers with beauty, in order to thank you for inviting me to dinner, you can accept this flower!"

Wang Yumeng was thin-skinned, blushed and said thank you, and then bowed her head and said no.

In her inner world, she is full of hope that Lu Feng can confess to herself. In these days of commercial games, every time she is exhausted, she will think of Lu Feng's resolute face, and then she feels a little more energetic.

I don't know when a fire of love came out in her heart. What she needs now is that a pinch of fire. Maybe in the next moment, maybe in the near future, this fire of love will probably evolve into a sea of love.

Out of the transparent glass window, a young man in strange clothes looked at passers-by with complicated eyes. He held the guitar in his arms and gently stroked the strings. When the melodious notes flew from his fingertips, the slightly magnetic sound had a few charms:

"Missing is a very mysterious thing

Like a shadow ~ accompany

Soundless and breathless in the bottom of my heart

In the blink of an eye, devoured me in loneliness

I can't resist, especially in the dark night~

I miss you so much that I can't breathe

I can't wait to run to you immediately

Tell you loudly

I'm willing to do it for you, I'm willing to do it for you

I am willing to be banished for you

......

I'm willing to do anything, I'm willing to do anything

For you..."

This is a classic old song "I'm willing to be you" by Faye Wong. Heaven and earth are merciless and affectionate. How many true and most beloved people say "I'm willing to do it for you" to the lover who will accompany each other for life.

Wang Yumeng's eyes were a little confused, as if her whole body had been immersed in this beautiful theme. She didn't know that at this time, Lu Feng's heart was evoked with a trace of tenderness and love.

Missing is a very mysterious thing, like a shadow...

For the excellence of Wang Yumeng, which man can stand the test? Lu Feng did not dare to ask for it before, because he could not even live a stable life at that time. He was always faced with no money to pay for the house and a mouthful of hot food.

Love, that extravagant hope, is a thing that is a hundred and eighty thousand miles away from him.

Because of parkour and ghosts, he and Wang Yumeng are entangled, laughing or angry. With the stability of life and the accumulation of capital, he seems to see that the extravagant hope has turned into hope. The threshold of the Wang family was very high, but when he vowed to become a magic doctor and build a world-class super-large hospital, the invisible threshold had been extinguished in his heart.

It is undeniable that after these days of contact, he has the shadow of Wang Yumeng in the bottom of his heart. Not to mention whether he can hold the beauty back, but one thing, Lu Feng knows in his heart that if...

If Wang Yumeng is taken away by another man, he will feel heartache.

Love is like a tide...

Without gorgeous words, the ordinary sentence "I'm willing to do it for you" is enough.

At this moment, Lu Feng's heart is struggling and fighting in heaven and man.

Because he doesn't know whether Wang Yumeng will like him and whether he can accept his sudden love.

A couple's package ended in their silence and asked Lu Feng to pay the bill. At the moment when the two got up, their eyes were facing each other, but they all showed their deep love.

speechless, but like a thousand words.

The eyes were separated. When the two were about to leave the restaurant, their hands inadvertently touched each other.

At this moment, Lu Feng suddenly made up his mind and strengthened his belief: as a man, he must dare to love and hate. Even if he finally meets his head, he will not hesitate, so that he will not leave regrets in the future.

I have worked hard, and the result is no matter.

If you love her, you have to "I'm willing to do everything for you".

His hand gently grabbed Wang Yumeng's Qianqianyu's hand, just like an electric shock. A strange feeling followed the residual temperature of the other's fingers and passed it into their hearts.

Wang Yumeng's white jade hand did not struggle. Instead, his fingers gently hooked Lu Feng's fingers, as if he were afraid that the line of love would suddenly break.

Lu Feng was overjoyed and turned his head slightly to look at Wang Yumeng, but found that she had a smiling face, and the sexy corners of her mouth were raised, outlining the mark of joy.

Holding Wang Yumeng's hand and with a grateful heart, the two came to the wandering singer. At this time, the young wandering singer in strange clothes had just finished singing a song and was shocked to see Lu Feng and Wang Yumeng standing in front of them. Especially Wang Yumeng, who has lived for so many years and has never seen such a beautiful woman. Even those beautiful female stars on TV are a little worse than the living beauty in front of him.

Lu Feng looked at the young wandering singer, took out a hundred yuan from his wallet and handed it to him. In the grateful eyes of the other party, his voice was full of sincerity and seriously, "Hello, my 100 yuan is not a charity, nor is it because you are pitiful. I gave you money because your singing made me feel good, and the song "I'm willing to do for you" you sang before made him finally summon up the courage to hold her hand. Brother, can you please sing this song again?

"Do you really like the song I sing?"

The young wandering singer looked a little excited.

"Yes, the song you sing is very good." Lu Feng nodded and said, and even Wang Yumeng nodded gently and glanced at Lu Feng, with his eyes full of happiness.

The young wandering singer showed a touching look on his face. He nodded silently and slowly closed his eyes.

The melodious notes flowed from his fingertips and floated, singing gently with the rhythm of the music.

Wang Yumeng's beautiful eyes were smiling, and her body was close to Lu Feng. Her beautiful face gently leaned against Lu Feng's shoulder and listened to this song quietly.

Lu Feng's heart seemed to be full of joy. Since the two of them held hands, he was a little worried, and even had a kind of fear. The arrival of happiness made him feel worried about gains and losses. At this time, Wang Yumeng leaned on his shoulder and finally let his uneasiness slowly let go. He could feel Wang Yumeng's love for him.

He closed his eyes slightly, listened to the beautiful melody in his ears, and enjoyed the warm moments of the two. Lu Feng's heart was full of happiness.

Fate makes the two meet each other, God's arrangement, Yue Lao's connection, although I dare not say the perfect cause now, but to manage this love with heart, Lu Feng believes that there will be a happy result.

There is a saying that Lu Feng is thinking, and Wang Yumeng is also thinking:

How much love is left in the world, how much dust is left in the world, and do happy things with lovers, no matter who is robbing or fate.

At the end of a song, Wang Yumeng raised his head gently, his eyebrows were affectionate, his face was like delicate flowers, and thousands of words turned into a bright smile.

"Let's go!"

Lu Feng looked down at Wang Yumeng with a smile, with an unprecedented gentle tone.

Wang Yumeng's little bird just took Lu Feng's hand, leaned close to him, and nodded gently.

"Wait a minute!" The young wandering singer held a guitar and stopped Lu Feng and Wang Yumeng, who were about to leave.

There was a trace of doubt in their eyes, looking at the young wandering singer.

The young wandering singer, with tears in his eyes, echoed the words that Lu Feng began to say at this time.

"Hello, my 100 yuan is not a charity, nor is it because of your pity. I gave you money because your song makes me grateful..."

For many days and nights, he wandered in the streets and alleys, singing with a guitar in his arms. What he met was like a beggar. Some people were giving money, but they held a heart of charity, a heart that felt his poor. They did not believe that he would achieve anything.

But what he wants is not pity or charity. What he needs is respect and identity!