Chapter 331 is normal
Yan Lingfeng scolded Zhu Yao, but Xiang Qingyun's face turned red with shame, as if Yan Lingfeng scolded him.
"This is left for you by Cher." The fragrant purple smoke that did not eat the human fireworks walked out of the classroom and handed Yan Lingfeng a pink letter paper folded into a heart shape.
Yan Lingfeng looked fixedly at Xiang Ziyan and the letter paper in his hand, but did not dare to answer it.
Xiang Ziyan waited impatiently, put the letter directly into Yan Lingfeng's hand, and then turned around and walked back to the classroom.
The thin letter paper naturally has no weight, but it seems to be heavier than Qianjun in Yan Lingfeng's hand. Yan Lingfeng opened the letter trembling and unfolded under the afterglow of the setting sun of the pulse. Lu Yunxue's familiar font came into sight. Yan Lingfeng had fallen to the bottom of his heart and sank again, as if he was about to leave his body.
Xiang Qingyun silently accompanied Yan Lingfeng without saying a word. Between the brothers, there was no need to say anything. He knew that what Yan Lingfeng needed at this time was not comfort, but companionship.
"Ling Feng, forgive me, I don't want to escape, and I don't dare to face it. As long as you are still there, even if the whole world leaves, I will be there. There is no need to say something, you and I understand. Some flowers will bloom again, but some people will only wait for nothing if they miss it. I don't want to leave, but only with a temporary separation will I cherish it more. It can relieve several storms, and spring will return. Time is a ruthless pig-killing knife that makes people feel unbearable and helpless. Qin Emperor's immortal medicine, Hanwu Changsheng elixir, even if you are talented and great, you can't escape this knife. When you look at the peach blossoms in the mountain temple to sigh and go in a hurry, you don't know that the flowing flowers are old. Everyone has the right to complain about the spring and autumn, but not everyone knows that all this is just futile. So what if the fairy and beautiful jade in Langyuan are flawless? In the end, the vast land is really clean. The crystal shoes belonging to the princess will pierce Cinderella's feet, and the red sleeves and tenderness of the beauty can only be For thousands of years, how many maids have sighed and asked their husbands to look for a seal, and how many beautiful women who have sat deep in the bead curtain regretted not marrying the tide. Yingtai, who pursued love, turned into a butterfly with blue blood. The weaver girl who fell into the mortal world watched the long galaxy with tears every day, not to mention the lonely white lady under the Lei Feng Tower for thousands of years. Who is drunk and who is beautiful? One word of the love of time, can't understand, can't understand, and love is not enough. After the moonlight is like a hook dusk, how many vows have become an endless loss. From now on, be a simple person, a person who travels far away, the smoke and water is vast, thousands of miles of sunset, although he is unhappy, although it will be silent. Lonely, but there must not be too many troubles. Yan Gui has no place to ask, only flying clouds. Tired, tired, maybe I will stop and be alone and desolate. No matter if the spring breeze blows, maybe there will be time to accommodate me to take a nap and cook smoke. Maybe not, but the world is so big, where can I not be home? I don't know what I'm trying to express, but I think I should clean up my messy mood and tired mind. A person is emotional, a person is calm, forgive my selfishness, forgive my stubbornness. Ling Feng, maybe I'm not mature enough, so please allow me to leave for the time being.
Yan Lingfeng took a deep breath, his eyes narrowed together, and his crystal tears flashed. He muttered to himself: "The wind dries the sadness, but it can't take away the desolation of the night. The horizon of dawn is full of ink-stained grief. I can't see the morning sun in the sky and lose the way forward. On a person's voyage, only the lonely geese are wandering around. I miss the wisps of cooking smoke, which is the direction of my hometown. Suddenly yearning for a secluded tone, the green mountains and green bamboo springs jingled. Xiaoao Jianghu looked at the wind and moon, and the piano sang with the zither and flute. The moon fell and rose again. The eagle chivalrous couple, loving couples, can't resist forgetting each other. I really want to think about it, I really want to think about it, and I want to see the world together. Even if you are tired and tired, you will not part ways. Use the heat of my youth to ignite the heat of love. Warm you and protect you until the earth is old. The thunder on a sunny day will burst unwillingly, and the music played by the turbulent waves will not stop or break the chapter, so that they will sing for love. Three autumns, a day, short and long, will no longer take time to measure. Convinced to control your thoughts; tossing and turning to realize your dreams. With you, the world is full of light. For you, I would rather go straight for nine days! Cher, do you really don't understand that my world can't live without you?
"Pie Zi Zhang" didn't know when to come out of the classroom, listened to Yan Lingfeng touch the scene without saying a word, and said with a wry smile, "You children! Really..."
Yan Lingfeng shook his head like a walking corpse, and then walked away silently. No one knew where he was going, leaving only his long back in the sunset...
Yan Lingfeng did not return to the hospital or the dormitory. He walked aimlessly on the campus for a long time. When night fell, he sat on the overpass, looked at the endless stream of vehicles under the bridge, threw out the beer can in his hand, and then opened another can with tears in his eyes. Water pulled his voice and said, "My world is blank,
White snow,
cover my desolate heart,
Flying sand all over the city,
This piece of white, this love.
Quiet drifting,
covered the dust,
You are the meaning.
The big dream woke up without a trace,
Where is the beautiful scenery now?
The smoke flying away with the wind,
Can you send my love?
A pool of clear water,
Quiet emotion,
Sigh the lost love.
How I wish time could come back,
grasp the ignorant care.
How I look forward to the years,
Farewell to this blank era.
Where is the spring on the snowy plain,
Who can awaken the sleeping love?
may be tired,
It may hurt,
At the thick clouds,
I can't see the existence of true love.
tired,
It hurts,
The dead silence of the whole earth,
The stream in front of us is still shallow confession,
The river is surging,
The lake is silent,
This stream is still playing Cupid's love.
When love has become a stranger,
The persistent exploration of whether the turbulent tide should be to prove the existence of the sea. The roaring forest sends out unwilled indignation. Wave after wave, horse-like spirit, beating the waves on the shore, what a style. Standing between heaven and earth, men should be at home. Stream-like euphemism, sea-like spirit. Weiye grinds out, and fame comes down. The tenderness at the edge of the eyebrows is the king's flaw, and the cold plums are open. Pick up a three-foot sword and cut through the white clouds in the sky. Hold the eyebrow pencil and touch Jun Yan's smile!"
Looking back, the beauty is not there; turning around, the lingering sound is endless. Yan Lingfeng's heart was painful. He knew that he did not lose to love, but to his age. They are still too young to bear the weight of their promises. Lu Yunxue didn't say it very clearly, but in fact, both of them understood it in their hearts. Distance may not produce beauty, and time may not produce beauty, but what they need is not beauty, but miss each other.
No one knows where Lu Yunxue went. Yan Lingfeng once planned to come to the door, but after hesitating for a long time, he still gave up. That not only didn't help, but would only bring extra harm to Lu Yunxue.
Temporarily separated in order to be better together. Lu Yunxue didn't say this truth, and Yan Lingfeng also understood it. So he only allowed himself to be decadent for one night. The next day, when the morning sun rose, he had been exercising on the playground for an hour.
Xiang Qingyun brought him a breakfast, fried dough sticks, soy milk and eggs. Yan Lingfeng was not polite to him. He sat on the steps and took out his mobile phone, found Sun Feiying's number and called him. I drank too much last night. After returning to the dormitory, I was already drunk and didn't know the southeast and northwest.
It took a long time to get through the phone. Sun Feiying's confused voice came from there, "Call people early in the morning. Do you still have a sense of morality?"
Yan Lingfeng hung up the phone directly without saying a word. He already knows the result he wants to know, why do he talk nonsense?
Sun Feiying hasn't got up so late. Obviously, the result is still ideal. Otherwise, Xu Jianye certainly can't let him sleep so comfortably. Of course, there is also a possibility that Shuiyun was eliminated in the first place, and the broken jar was ignored.
Will this be the result? Yan Lingfeng didn't think so at all. Sun Feiying's heart is not so big that she can still sleep so well after being eliminated.
"Win?" Xiang Qingyun has been sitting next to Yan Lingfeng, feeling guilty, so his tone is very low.
"Probably." Yan Lingfeng smiled and then handed the buzzing mobile phone to Xiang Qingyun and said, "You pick it up."
Naturally, the phone call was returned by Sun Feiying. After Xiang Qingyun took the phone and answered it, before Sun Feiying could speak, he asked anxiously, "How's it going?" Did you win?"
Xiang Qingyun quickly put down the phone again, looked at Yan Lingfeng with a happy face and nodded and said, "I won. Feiying said that the game was very hard, but in the end we won, although we only won 2 points."
"Hmm." Yan Lingfeng was not surprised by this result at all. She wiped her lips and stood up and said, "I've finished eating. Thank you."
"We are all brothers, what's the matter?" Xiang Qingyun waved his hand and said, "What are you going to do today?"
"Training!" Yan Lingfeng answered concisely, and then walked down the stands with the stadium in his arms.
Xiang Qingyun looked at Yan Lingfeng's arrogant back and shrugged helplessly. Yan Lingfeng looked normal and could no longer be normal, but the more so, Xiang Qingyun became more uneasy he became. No matter how free and easy he was, there would always be some emotional fluctuations after falling out of love. Although Yan Lingfeng was not lovelorn, he wanted to He will definitely feel very uncomfortable. You can see Fu Zijun's virtue when Liu Zhiwei left.
Yan Lingfeng didn't know when Xiang Qingyun left. Maybe he didn't intend to know. After Lu Yunxue left, there were only two things left in his world, one was basketball and the other was basket.
Sweating like rain blurred Yan Lingfeng's vision. But he is still shooting, the middle distance, the three-point line, all leaving his footprints...
Lunch was still solved on the playground. Xiang Qingyun was like a standard nanny and delivered very nutritious and delicious food on time. Yan Lingfeng did not say thank you and ate it as if he took it for granted.
In the afternoon, it is still the same.
All day, Yan Lingfeng left time for the basketball court. In the past, a large part of his love was given to Lu Yunxue. But now, all his love has been given to basketball without reservation.
[Maybe this chapter is a little confusing, but believe me, it will soon be on the right track.]