Big Brother is great again

"How is it? Do you feel very excited?" Wang Qingxiao said.

"Shopkeeper Wang, you have underestimated me, Chen Feng. How can an upright gentleman like me insult Miss Yingying's pure body? You don't need to mention this matter, I will not agree." Chen Feng refused. .

Wang Qingxiao was stunned, there are such honest young people in this world?Why didn't he see that Chen Feng was such a person before?

"Are you sure?" Wang Qingxiao was suspicious.

"Sure, shopkeeper Wang, you don't need to make unnecessary persuasion. If there is nothing else, I will go to refine the elixir." Chen Feng turned and walked towards the backyard.

As Chen Feng turned his head, Yang Xinhe, who was not far away from the corner, trotted around to the backyard. At this time, her heart was still full of shock and panic.

Elder Wang actually did not hesitate to let Shan Yingying give up her status to bring Chen Feng together with her. This kind of price and determination made Yang Xinhe extremely frightened. She didn't know whether she should tell Shan Yingying secretly or pretend not to know about it. Let things go.

The only thing that comforted Yang Xinhe was the last words of Chen Feng.

"Brother Chen Feng is indeed a gentleman. In fact, sister Yingying is quite good with him." Yang Xinhe's expression suddenly lost as she said that, she thought of Yang Lie and Yang Lie's expression in the martial arts arena.

Wang Qingxiao finally left in silence, and Yang Xinhe tied Chen Feng up to make some spiritual food and left the manor in a daze. At this time, the sky had already darkened.

When Yang Xinhe returned to his residence in the West District, he casually greeted Yang Lie and locked himself in the wing room.

The light in the wing room was dim, Yang Xinhe didn't take out the Aurora Stone, but lit a small oil lamp on the table.

The candle flame of the oil lamp is very small, even if there is no wind, it still trembles, as if it will be extinguished at any time.

Yang Xinhe sat on the stool, leaning on the table with his elbows, dragging his chin with his palms, staring at the candle in the dark, focusing on the wick in the center.

Yang Xinhe's memory slowly returned to her childhood.

Under the same light, the two mothers leaned on each other, and the young Yang Xinhe curled up in her mother's arms. This was her first day to rest in a separate bed with her parents. In the middle of the night, she was frightened and knocked on her parents' wing, and finally pulled her mother into the In my room.

Mother Yang is a gentle person, she didn't show any anger when she was called up in the middle of the night, she just hugged Yang Xinhe's shivering body, and lit a lamp on the table in her side room, just like the oil lamp at that time.

"Mother, I'm afraid." Xiao Xinhe huddled into her mother's arms and tightly grabbed her mother's clothes with her little hands.

Yang's mother patted Xiao Xinhe's arm, comforted Xiao Xinhe's emotions, and said in a gentle tone: "Xinhe is a brave girl, and she can definitely overcome her fear, as long as you can muster up the courage."

"Mom, can I sleep with the oil lamp on?" Xiao Xinhe stretched out her pink fingers and pointed to the oil lamp on the table, which was the only light she could rely on in the dark.

Mother Yang smiled and said, "If you light the oil lamp, moths will die."

"Moths? Are those moths flying around outside?"

"Yes, it is."

"Why do they die when I sleep with an oil lamp on? Is it afraid of light?" While chatting, Xiao Xinhe gradually forgot her fear, sat up from Mother Yang's arms, raised her head and looked at Mother Yang, her eyes full of curiosity .

"No, on the contrary, their pursuit of light has become an instinct, and the reason why they will die is because they are pursuing light in the dark." Yang's mother fondled Xiao Xinhe's head, her tone as gentle as ever.

"Mother, I don't quite understand what you said. Why do moths die after chasing light?" Xiao Xinhe's two lovely eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the curiosity in her eyes was even more serious.

"Hehe, these things are still too early for you, you just have to remember that moths jumping into a flame is both the stupidest thing and the greatest thing." Yang's mother touched Xiao Xinhe's head and said earnestly.

Xiao Xinhe nodded with a half understanding.

In the side room, Yang Xinhe looked at the candlelight, her red lips parted slightly: "Mother, is this what you mean by moths to the flame?"

In Yang Xinhe's mind, the scenes of meeting and acquaintance with Chen Feng flashed one after another. She longed to see Chen Feng every moment, she longed for Chen Feng to smile and praise her for the spiritual meal, and she longed for Chen Feng to be able to always Staying in the magic gate, she longed for time to stop forever at the moment when Chen Feng held her hand, she longed for the little things she got along with Chen Feng to be preserved forever, she longed for Chen Feng to be like a moth longing for the light of fire, it would be a burning fire Also stick to the original intention.

In the courtyard, Yang Lie looked at the only light in Yang Xinhe's room, feeling melancholy and helpless in his heart.

Knowing daughter Mo Ruofu, Yang Xinhe's careful thoughts Yang Lie discovered early on, he had never seen her daughter running to a man's residence all day long like a demon, and thinking about it day and night after not seeing her for two months Thinking about it, the whole person is like losing his soul, and the most thing he does every day is to look at the east.

These behaviors of Yang Xinhe were short of engraving the words 'I love Chen Feng' on her forehead, so obvious, why couldn't Yang Lie see it.

However, as a father, Yang Lie also has his own ideas. Yang Xinhe's mother left suddenly when Yang Xinhe was still young, leaving Yang Lie alone to raise Yang Xinhe. Madame, but he wants to take care of Yang Xinhe, the only daughter. In the Emperor Blood Demon Sect, Yang Lie can have great privileges by virtue of his spiritual food level. In the killing scene, Yang Lie has passed on his skills to Yang Xinhe since he was a child.

Yang Xinhe's talent in spiritual food is even better than Yang Lie expected. In just over ten years, Yang Lie has nothing to teach Yang Xinhe. Until Chen Feng's arrival, Yang Xinhe and Yang Lie opened a new relationship. new gate.

At first Yang Lie also encouraged Yang Xinhe to study with Chen Feng with the mentality of letting Yang Xinhe learn, but gradually, Yang Lie found that Yang Xinhe's original intention of going to Chen Feng's had changed, from studying to dating, Yang Xinhe's feelings for Chen Feng became stronger and stronger.

Back then when Yang Xinhe talked about Chen Feng's advantages in the martial arts arena, Yang Lie knew in his heart that Yang Xinhe fell in love with Chen Feng.

For Chen Feng, a young man, Yang Lie is very satisfied. If Chen Feng is a member of the Demon Sect, he will definitely be the first to stand up to support Chen Feng and Yang Xinhe, but Chen Feng is a disciple of Zixiao Sect!Sooner or later, he would have to leave the Demon Sect. If Yang Xinhe followed Chen Feng and left, wouldn't Yang Lie become a loner?

Yang Xinhe is almost Yang Lie's last thought. If she is gone, what is there to commemorate here?

Yang Lie thought about this matter for a long time. He has been thinking about this issue for more than two months. Until today, when Yang Xinhe came back, he was not in a good condition, as if he had been stimulated.

Following the faint lights in the wing room, Yang Lie came to the door of Yang Xinhe's room.

"Tuk Tuk!"

Yang Lie gently knocked on the door.

Yang Xinhe in the room was startled.

"Father?"

"En." Yang Lie's dull voice came from outside the door.

"Is there anything father can do with me?" Yang Xinhe said after taking a deep breath.

"Let's talk in the yard."

"Okay, father, wait a moment." Yang Xinhe said.

Outside the door, the sound of Yang Lie's footsteps gradually faded away.

After a while, on the stone bench in the courtyard, Yang Lie and Yang Xinhe sat on both sides, leaning sideways on the stone table, staring at the sky full of stars, wondering what they were thinking, beside him, Yang Xinhe folded his hands, his small head Slightly lowered, it seemed that he realized something.

The father and daughter sat silently, letting the cool night wind ruffle the hair on their foreheads.

After a long time, Yang Lie sighed and said, "Xiao He, it has been more than ten years since your mother left."

Yang Xinhe's body trembled, and she responded with a voice like a mosquito: "Yes."

Yang Lie still looked at the stars in the sky, and murmured: "When she left, you were still a naughty child who only used my spiritual materials as toys, but now you have become one of the best spiritual food masters in the magic sect. I also raised you up to be a talent."

"Father." Yang Xinhe sighed and looked at his father's side face with tears in his eyes.

The mother's departure is the pain that has been hidden in Yang Xinhe's heart. It is precisely because of her mother's sudden departure that Yang Xinhe's originally lively personality has gradually become introverted. It may not be possible to become friends with her.

Hearing Yang Lie mentioned his mother again, Yang Xinhe felt deeply grateful to Yang Lie even when she was sad.

"Son, tell me now, do you like Chen Feng very much?" Yang Lie suddenly turned his head, staring at Yang Xinhe with deep eyes.

Yang Xinhe was shocked, her little face quickly turned red, and she lowered her head again, looking at the clenched hands, faltering and speechless.