The personal master of the female president

The figure that had come out of the room trembled and froze in place.

As if struck by lightning, her face was full of complex expressions.

She dared not look back, or even take a look.

She was very nervous. At this moment, her nerves were tense.

Didn't you say he lost his memory?

Doesn't it mean that he doesn't remember anything?
Why would...

For a moment, her mind was extremely complicated.

"Huh?" Qingshuang asked with a strange expression on the side: "What are you calling? Who is Yanran?"

Lin Feng didn't know why he suddenly called out the word Yanran.

It's just that these two words suddenly appeared in my mind, and then blurted out instantly, completely unconsciously.

He only felt that the figure in front of him was very familiar.

However, I couldn't remember who it was.

Qingshuang followed Lin Feng's eyes, then stopped on Hongchen's body, and said strangely: "You called me wrong, she is Hongchen Junior Sister, not Yanran."

"Hongchen..." Lin Feng muttered in a low voice, not knowing what he was thinking.

Qingshuang glanced at Lin Feng, then at Yanran, and asked Lin Feng: "You...you don't know each other, do you?"

Lin Feng stared at this figure with doubts in his eyes.

He seemed to be thinking about something in his mind, and then his head suddenly ached again.

He crouched on the ground, covering his head.

"How are you?" Qingshuang became anxious all of a sudden.

Qingshuang's voice attracted the attention of many people nearby, and Hong Chen also turned around, looking at Lin Feng from a distance with complicated eyes.

A bit tangled.

She didn't move until Lin Feng calmed down slowly.Finally made up his mind, turned and left.

It took Lin Feng a long time to slowly regain his composure, and Qingshuang beside him was already terrified: "How are you doing?"

"It's okay..." Lin Feng waved his hands, but when he remembered something that he couldn't remember, his head would hurt.

He raised his head again, but Hong Chen was no longer in sight.

Qingshuang looked strange: "What happened? Do you know Hongchen?"

"It's a bit familiar, it seems like we've met each other before." Lin Feng took a deep breath: "Can you tell me about her?"

Qingshuang nodded: "Actually, there is nothing to say. I don't know much about Junior Sister Hongchen. It seems that more than two months ago, when I went out with Master, I happened to meet Junior Sister Hongchen who seemed to be playing. But that At that time, Junior Sister Hongchen’s eyes were dead silent, she was looking for death. Later, she was rescued by the master, and then Junior Sister Hongchen came to us. She told the master that she wanted to become a nun, but the master said that she was not destined for the world, so she just accepted Junior Sister Hongchen. As an outer disciple, let her live here."

"Did she say where she came from?" Lin Feng asked.

Qingshuang shook her head: "No, Junior Sister Hongchen has been very closed since she came here. She doesn't talk much or communicate with us. She is alone every day, and I don't know anything else."

Lin Feng nodded and said nothing.

He had a vague feeling that he must know this world of mortals.

She looks familiar, and I wouldn't call her Yanran for no reason. Could it be that her name is Yanran?
But who is she?
Lin Feng faintly wanted to know.

Qingshuang looked at Lin Feng at this time, and said strangely: "Could it be that you really know each other? Master said that Junior Sister Hongchen is trapped by love. Could it be that you are the heartbroken man?"

Lin Feng was unhappy: "Look at me, do you look like a heartless man?"

"Like." Qingshuang nodded seriously.

"You can't get married like this."

"I don't intend to marry either." Qingshuang pouted and said, "Master said that nuns are not allowed to marry."

Lin Feng: "..."

Well, this is common sense everyone knows.

"By the way, why are you here?" Lin Feng was a little surprised.

Generally speaking, the nuns who come to be nuns are basically the kind of women who see through the world, and this nunnery is so remote, basically the nuns who can come here are women with stories.

But Qingshuang is different from that wonderful voice.

Both of them had very innocent looks, and it didn't look like they were cheated or dropped.

Lin Feng couldn't think of this.

"You don't know that, Miaoyin and I grew up here. We don't have parents, our master adopted us. Of course we are here." Qingshuang said as a matter of course.

Lin Feng nodded, sort of solving the doubts in his heart.

It turns out that Miaoyin and Qingshuang are orphans.

"By the way, don't change the subject, I think Junior Sister Hongchen looks at you very strangely, and since you came, Junior Sister Hongchen has become very strange..." Qingshuang stared at Lin Feng up and down for a long time.

She was not a hypocritical little girl, and she became acquainted with Lin Feng after chatting with her, and observed Lin Feng carefully for a while: "If you really know each other, I really doubt that you are the one who broke the heart of Junior Sister Hongchen." Heartbroken."

"I'm not." Lin Feng was unhappy: "How can a peerless good man like me break a girl's heart."

"Cut, don't believe it!"

"Do you dare to bet? If I break her heart, I will live naked!"

"Bah, shameless." Qingshuang blushed.

Lin Feng rolled his eyes, the pretty nun who can blush, is interesting.

"Why, don't you dare?" Lin Feng challenged her.

Such a young girl really couldn't stand Lin Feng's provocation, she blushed and said, "Why don't you dare? If you are really the man who hurt Junior Sister Hongchen, you can live broadcast..."

After all, she was not Lin Feng, so she couldn't say such a shy word.

"Okay, if you lose, then you... tsk tsk..." Lin Feng suddenly smirked.

The laughing Qingshuang was terrified, folded her hands on her chest: "You, what do you want to do?"

Lin Feng rolled his eyes: "Don't worry, I'm not interested in a little girl like you."

Only then did Qingshuang heave a sigh of relief, but she seemed to have thought of something, and flew into a rage: "What did you say? Who is the little girl?"

"You!"

"I'm 20 years old this year, I'm not a little girl anymore."

"A small breast is a little girl."

Qingshuang blushed and ran away.

She grew up in such a simple and simple mountain village, and grew up in a nunnery. She had never heard such blatant hooliganism.

He was no match for Lin Feng at all.

If it was the famous ladies from the capital who came, they would never blush and their hearts would not beat, and they could even tease Lin Feng backhandedly.

Of course, Lin Feng wouldn't think of so much now.

He had a faint feeling that this world of mortals definitely had something to do with him.

Really familiar.

Or do you really know each other?

At this time, Lin Feng suddenly had the idea to retrieve his memory.

After all, his mind was blank about the first half of his life, and no one would accept such a thing.

He was very curious about who he was, what kind of identity he had, and what kind of experience he had.

Lin Feng walked quickly into the front hall of the nunnery.

In the front hall, several Bodhisattvas stood majestically with lowered eyebrows.

Around the front hall, a faint incense was burning.

The front hall is very simple, although it is a bit worn out, it is also very clean.

This is like a nunnery in a paradise, naturally it is impossible to have any pilgrims.

Therefore, the life of the nunnery is also very tight.

However, the women who choose to come here basically see through the world of mortals and are determined to be with the green light forever.

So it doesn't matter how the environment is.

In front of the Bodhisattva, there was a figure kneeling.

Close your eyes, muttering something reverently.

The simple nun's Taoist clothing could not conceal her peerless elegance, but there seemed to be a sadness between her eyebrows that could not be resolved.

Someone walked in in the front hall, but she didn't seem to notice.

Walking into the front hall, Lin Feng felt what kind of aura enveloped him.

It was a strange feeling, as if something had rushed into his body, fighting for something.

This feeling is a bit uncomfortable.

Lin Feng took a deep breath and noticed the figure.

It's familiar, really familiar.

Lin Feng stood quietly without moving, just quietly watching her back.

After a long time, she slowly opened her eyes and got up.

Turn around and meet Lin Feng's gaze.

At this moment, it was as if something was hammering hard in the bottom of my heart.

Hongchen's originally calm heart suddenly seemed to fall into something, and instantly aroused layers of waves.

Her body was trembling, and she couldn't help but want to run away.

However, she finally restrained.

Take a deep breath and let yourself calm down.

It's just that she didn't dare to look into Lin Feng's eyes.

Lin Feng also felt restless for a while, not knowing why he had such thoughts.

He scratched his head: "You know, I have amnesia, and I can't remember the past clearly...I want to ask, do we know each other?"

"I don't know." Hong Chen said indifferently.

"But why do I call you Yanran? Is your name Yanran?" Lin Feng was puzzled.

"There is no Yanran in this world, only Hongchen." Hongchen's tone was devoid of emotion: "If there is nothing else, poor nun will leave first."

She was obviously a young girl in her prime, yet she said such words as a poor nun, which seemed very abrupt.

She walked outside, and just two steps later, Lin Feng appeared in front of her again, looking at her seriously: "But, I think I know you, we must have known each other before."

"You think too much, we don't know each other." Hong Chen said.

"It's unscientific. I always think we should know each other." Lin Feng muttered.

Hong Chen couldn't help feeling restless, and she sneered, "Is the way you strike up a conversation so old-fashioned? We don't know each other. If you pester me again, don't blame me for asking Master to kick you out."

Lin Feng was silent for a while, "Sorry, I thought we should know each other."

Hong Chen didn't say anything, and left with a blank expression.

Looking at Hong Chen's leaving back, Lin Feng felt a faint pain in his chest.

Why, there is such a strange feeling?

This woman is absolutely different from myself.

Hongchen returned to the room with a blank face, and she even ignored Qingshuang's greetings to her on the way.

After returning to the room, Hong Chen came to the table.

She stood quietly in front of the table for a long time, her body trembling.

She bit her lower lip tightly, panic, complexity, and pain appeared on her beautiful face...

A variety of emotions erupted at once, and gradually replaced by a cold, pretty face without a trace of emotion.

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