Becoming a Senior Sister Lingshan

Chapter 852

Lu Ling's qin made Liu Fufeng temporarily let go of some old people in his heart, and just looked at the little newcomer in front of him.

The sound of the piano passed through the wall, the courtyard, and the wind and snow.

Bathed in the sound of the piano.

Liu Fufeng suddenly remembered that it seemed that a long time ago, she also liked to sit in Lu Ling's position and put on a piano suit. As for the speaker, it was another person.

Who is it?
Oh.

It's him.

Liu Fufeng got up, brewed a cup of Yueying grass tea and put it on the table, moved the chair in front of the table, sat on it, poured the tea, and took a sip.

Savoring the familiar smell of Moonshine Grass, she squinted her eyes slightly, and tapped her slender fingers on her legs in rhythm, she looked at Lu Ling and thought in her heart.

Maybe I can teach her to play the piano too.

The end of a song.

Liu Fufeng naturally didn't say anything, there was no chance to teach Lu Ling how to play the piano, but she still had a chance to teach her other things.

Lu Ling's wrist was sore, she just looked at Liu Fufeng and asked, "Junior Sister, what do you think?"

"I like it very much." It was still the same answer as before.

"Just like it." It was still the same words as before.

With liking, then all is not in vain.

Lu Ling smiled, put away the piano, clasped the golden earrings on the earlobe, opened her hands, and the golden color shook slightly.

In Liu Fufeng's eyes, the gold and silver are a perfect match.

The silver of the harpsichord, the silver of her eyes, the silver of space, the silver of her eyes.

Liu Fufeng naturally picked up Lu Ling, put her on her original seat, and tidied up the seat where Lu Ling was sitting just now.

Sitting on the chair, Lu Ling looked at the cup of bitter tea that was half missing, took a sip following Liu Fufeng's imprint, was slightly startled, and then laughed.

It turned out to be such a taste.

Only suffering.

It turns out that there is only bitterness but no sweetness, but it is not so unpalatable.

A sip of tea was contained in his mouth, and he did not swallow it for a long time.

Suffering is not a temporary thing, and it will naturally swallow when you are prepared.

Liu Fufeng turned around and said, "Senior Sister, do you also like drinking tea?"

Lu Ling asked back: "Junior Sister, do you like it?"

Liu Fufeng was also slightly taken aback, then laughed.

"I like."

I like the sweetness after the bitterness, the complexity in the middle, especially the taste after chilling, I can't extricate myself.

Three thousand winds, moons and snows were hidden at the bottom of the cup, and then entered the stomach.

Liu Fufeng looked at Lu Ling holding the teacup, and tilted his head slightly.

There are three thousand snows at the bottom of the cup, and I will get them from the world by myself.

Lu Ling put down her teacup and said, "Then I like it too."

"En." Liu Fufeng nodded.

If a girl wants to hate her, she should, life is like this.

Being born and living are things that cannot be chosen and pursued by everyone.

It's just that this sentence is full of helplessness.

It's just involuntary.

"I'm very happy today." Lu Ling said, "Unfortunately, I'm not good enough."

Liu Fufeng shook his head, and approached Lu Ling: "Who said that? It's already very good."

Lu Ling said, "It's just so-so."

"That's average in the eyes of others." Liu Fufeng said, in her eyes it is the best.

Lu Ling was also happy, and then explained: "Unfortunately, I only have two parts in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and there are still two things left."

"Want to learn?"

"Ah."

Liu Fufeng seemed to mention something casually, and said: "Chess is too big, I still like painting, and the ratio of Danqing and calligraphy complement each other, the basics are especially important, you can learn it first, and I will find you a teacher in a few days .”

"it is good."

Lu Ling nodded. She listened to her junior sister and learned to paint.

Lu Ling said suddenly: "Junior Sister, you don't have time to find a teacher for me, so I will find it myself."

Liu Fufeng smiled.

Like a piece of viburnum under the viburnum tree, it is gorgeous and full of charm.

"it is good."

she agreed.

Don't go this year?
Liu Fufeng thought.

Maybe not for years.

It's not been a year.

Not for long.

……

……

time flies.

The illusion that Lu Ling prayed for has a time limit.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Lu Ling leaned against the threshold, looked up at the person in front of the door, and said calmly, "Junior Sister, I'm going out, and I'll be back at noon, as usual, egg drop soup."

The person in front of the door is still as new, and promised: "Remember, egg drop soup, and study hard."

On the wheelchair, Lu Ling nodded as usual.

Leave, out of the yard.

A ray of morning light fell on the girl in the wheelchair, shaking her eyes so much that she couldn't open her eyes. Looking back, the man was leaning against the wall and waving at her.

Vision is blurred.

If you can't see it, don't watch it.

go away.

……

……

Leaving Feng Jiu.

Lu Ling looked back again and murmured: "It's gone..."

It should be gone.

It's okay to be gone.

People always have to look forward.

Looking behind Lu Ling, there is no shadow of "Nine Peaks", but only residual space energy.

Lu Ling walked to the panel and thought.

She needs to think about how to walk next.

She needs to think about which direction to go next.

She needs to think about how she should live.

Lu Ling closed her eyes.

She figured everything out.

When she starts to think about how it should be, it's time to move.

……

……

Luoyan City is in the middle of summer, with blue bricks and white tiles, and some water stains on the bluestone floor. Hawkers and pedestrians flock in an endless stream, creating a lively scene.

Zhu Mingxiang wakes up from summer sleep, Yu pulls the curtain and pushes open the window.

There is prosperity intruding into the ears and sunshine in the eyes.

"Reluctant?"

she asked herself.

sigh.

Looking up at Luoyan City, he sighed again.

This place has a lot of fate with her, but people like her have long since lost their fate.

Go out for a walk, look at the prosperity left here, look at the prosperity that cannot last for too long.

In Xiaoxiang Pavilion, the air-conditioning is pervasive. When you go out, you will feel a slight shiver. Taking a deep breath will cool your heart and make you feel extremely comfortable.

All around are musicians and dancers who are working hard to practice the piano. They look relaxed, but in fact they are very serious. Every string and every step must be the best.

Suddenly, there was a chord sound, and the dancing girl twisted her steps and staggered. The woman next to her said dissatisfiedly, "What's the matter? Resting doesn't make you lazy."

Le Ling waved her hand lightly and said, "Auntie, the girl has come out."

"Girl? Which girl." The steward looked up, was taken aback for a moment, and immediately put on a smile, went upstairs, walked up to Zhu Mingxiang, and said charmingly, "Girl, are you awake?"

Zhu Mingxiang wore a linen hat, frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

"Ms. Lezheng, it's like this. The master, Miss Lezheng and the son went out to play early. You were still resting and didn't call you. So are you having lunch now? It's ready, and there are clothes... ..."

Zhu Mingxiang waved his hands and said, "The clothes are no longer needed."

"But..." Manager was in a dilemma.

Such a thick sackcloth is in this midsummer, if you get sick, the city lord can't justify it.

"Don't worry." Zhu Mingxiang went out, crossed the street, and stopped in the shadows.

Puzzled.

She should have been resting when she left.

It is impossible for Lu You to notice that she has left.

Really get out and about.

It's okay to be alone, what is Lu You doing with Lezheng Luoting and Jian Wuhen.

(End of this chapter)