I'm a Serious Fox [Transmigration Book]

When Feng Ling arrived, Xuan Yuye's whistle had already stopped abruptly.

There was only a windmill and a goldfish candy figurine inserted between the cracks of a green bamboo tree. With the wind blowing, the windmill made of colored paper was whirling, and the brother had long since disappeared.

Feng Ling walked over and pulled the windmill and the sugar figurine out of the bamboo gaps, and found that there were still four sentences written on the four blades of the windmill.

"Today there are dragon boats in the temple fair. You don't know that one of the black dragon boats is exactly the same as Long Chiyu. I will take you to ride on him next time."

"I wanted to buy you some sugar cakes from last time, but this time the hawker didn't come out of the stall, and only bought sugar cakes. The taste is average, and I don't like to throw them away."

"Don't push yourself too hard, you should also pay attention to rest when you practice."

"There is also the sword test meeting. I wish you the first fish and the leader!"

Feng Ling glanced at the sugar figure again, only to realize that it turned out to be a pattern of 'fish leaping over the dragon's gate'.

The top of the dragon gate is also engraved with two small characters of "leader".

In fact, Hu Yibai stuck the windmill and the sugar man on the bamboo, and didn't leave immediately, but used the invisibility talisman to stand not far away and watch him.

Unexpectedly, Feng Ling burst into tears when she saw the writing on the windmill.

Just like the time he fell into a nightmare in Wangxue Valley, without making a sound, if he hadn't used a microscope to see clearly, he would not have noticed his expressionless face, and tears would flow into rivers.

Hu Yibai suddenly became entangled, seeing Xiao Fenghuang crying endlessly, he tore off the invisibility talisman with a sigh, and walked over.

"I sent the windmill to make you happy, why are you still crying?"

Hearing her senior brother's voice, Feng Ling hurriedly squeezed the formula to clean up the water marks on her face, but the surroundings of those pale silver eyes were red, and it couldn't be more obvious on the snow-like ice skin.

Feng Ling coughed dryly, covering the soreness in her throat, shook her head and said, "No."

"What is that, sand in your eyes?" Hu Yibai poked him half-jokingly.

Feng Ling slightly lowered her gaze, not daring to look into Hu Yibai's eyes, the two bamboo sticks in her hand were about to be broken by his constantly tightening hands.

Hu Yibai raised his hand and was about to pat him on the shoulder, when he suddenly remembered that he deliberately avoided it last time, so he paused and then slowly put it down.

He sat down where he was, and patted the seat next to him: "What's the matter, little goldfish, whoever bullies you, brother will beat him up for you."

After Feng Ling sat down, she kept watching the whirling windmill without speaking, and Hu Yibai didn't force him, and sat beside him quietly.

Later, he simply stretched out his body, lay flat on the spot, put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

Anyway, through the bamboo hat, Feng Ling couldn't tell whether his eyes were open or closed.

After an unknown amount of time, Hu Yibai felt that he was about to see Duke Zhou, and Feng Ling's voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Senior brother, I said that there was a swordsmanship class, but I actually lied."

Hu Yibai closed his eyes: "Ah?"

Xindao: I already knew this, can you tell me something I don't know.

Feng Ling pinched the windmill and the sugar figurine, and her fingertips were squeezed pale because of too much force: "In those few days, my mind was very chaotic, I thought a lot, and I even asked the head teacher to discuss this matter. Gradually I can accept that this is the feeling of liking someone.”

Hearing the last sentence, Hu Yibai suddenly opened his closed eyes.

Feng Ling: "It turns out that when one's heart is happy with someone, it's not as beautiful as the rumors. It will make people fall into madness and become anxious about gains and losses. They always make unrealistic speculations and spare no effort to deny them at the same time. Especially when they clearly know this When the relationship is doomed to end without a problem from the beginning, I still can't help but have extravagant hopes, alternating between constant fantasy and sobriety, until my heart feels ashamed."

Speaking of this, he looked at Sikuang in his hand, and gently stroked the sword pattern melted by the fire with his fingertips, where two last poems were once engraved with tears of blood.

At that time, he had just obtained this sword and was still young. Seeing that the two poems were both titled 'Thinking Madness', he gave this name to this sword.

Now ten years later, he suddenly understood that it turns out that thinking like crazy, thinking like crazy, long-term love can really make a person go crazy.

Hu Yibai propped himself up on the ground, and sat up slowly: "Yes, it is indeed rare in this world for two people to be happy and finally get married. Most of them are love but can't get it, and getting it is not what they want."

Feng Ling looked into the distance with somewhat empty eyes: "The head teacher said the same. I really don't know whether the emotions and desires are a gift from God or a curse, but it's better for one person to bear everything than for both of them to suffer."

Just like this psychosis, if one party ends earlier, maybe the other party can be freed.

Since it is destined to fall in love, why bother to entangle, at least in the heart of the other party, I am still the original beautiful appearance.

Hu Yibai heard the hidden meaning in his words, it seemed that Xiao Fenghuang was secretly in love with someone, but he seemed to be sure that the other party would not accept it, but he couldn't let it go, so he fell into a situation of completely severing the relationship between the two, Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, or continue to maintain the status quo, the dilemma of having a crush on the other party without knowing it.

Hu Yibai looked at him through the bamboo hat, and suddenly felt a little complicated.

If he had listened to Feng Ling's words just now, he would have, as an elder, advised him that it was too early to talk about love so lightly. In the past year, this feeling is still not weak, and it is not too late to tell the other party frankly.

But now after listening to Feng Ling's words, he suddenly discovered that his understanding of love may not be as deep as Feng Ling's. Looking back on the hasty time of more than 20 years, he has never liked anyone.

It's ridiculous to think about it, a person who has never been in love is trying to enlighten others, not to mention that he misunderstood his children.

Hu Yibai sighed: "If you are suffering to such an extent, why not tell her directly, I believe that someone who can be liked by you will not publicize this matter."

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, the sugar figurine and windmill in Feng Ling's hand fell from between his fingers and fell to the ground. He was stunned for a moment, then recovered and picked it up quickly.

Hu Yibai thought he had made a slip of the tongue, and added: "Of course, this is just my personal opinion. What to do depends on your wishes."

Feng Ling stared blankly at the dusty sugar figurine, her voice was very soft, as if she was asking Hu Yibai, or muttering to herself: "Brother, do you think it would be better to tell him directly?"

Hu Yibai: "Long-term lovesickness is long-term memory, short-term lovesickness is endless. Listening to your description just now, since this relationship can only bring you pain, you might as well cut the mess quickly. Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain."

But he really couldn't figure it out, for such an excellent kid as Xiao Fenghuang, which female cultivator is so ignorant of good and evil?

Feng Ling sat there thoughtfully.

Hu Yibai thought that this is the end of today's conversation, he has covered all he can say, and the rest is up to him to choose.

He was just about to brush off the dust off his clothes when he heard Feng Ling calmly say: "Senior brother, the person I like is you."

"Oh." Hu Yibai nodded cooperatively, and then the hand that was about to dust off his clothes stopped in mid-air.

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew, and the whole bamboo forest was drowned by the noisy rustling sound. Feng Ling looked up at him, and Hu Yibai also saw his calm eyes through the bamboo hat.

The eyes looking at him at this moment are timid, uneasy, uneasy, and guilty, especially under his long silence, the sadness in the eyes is thicker.

But Hu Yibai didn't intend to pretend to be cold, but his head, which can even calculate the Euler function to 100, can't turn it around at this moment.

It's him?

Feng Ling actually likes him? !

No, it's not him to be precise, it's just his fictitious identity 'senior brother'.

But why is he...

Hu Yibai frowned, and managed to calm himself down. His body that had just stood up slowly sat back beside Feng Ling.

At least she couldn't make Feng Ling feel that she turned around and ran away in fright when she heard that he liked her.

Hu Yibai was shocked by this fact, and now he feels like a mess in his mind, just now he urged Feng Ling to cut the mess with a sharp knife, but now that he is here, he has no way to do it.

However, he still expressed his attitude first: "Fengling, although what you said just now is very clear, but I still want to ask one more question, does this Xinyue mean to become a Taoist partner with me?"

Hearing the word Taoist, Feng Ling was silent for a moment, neither nodded nor shook his head, but a thin layer of red appeared on the pinna.

Hu Yibai: "..."

This kid is so shy, when he said just now that he is the one he likes, he didn't hesitate for a moment.

What courage.

But how should he answer now?

If it is based on his personal standpoint, then it doesn't matter what you say, but the bad thing is that the 'senior brother' who is sitting next to him now has a fake identity.

All these good feelings are based on lies, if the lies are exposed, the harm to Fengling will undoubtedly be unprecedented.

After his family was destroyed, he could still believe in humanity and re-establish trust and goodwill towards others. This shows that his psychological trauma is gradually being healed, but now tearing his only belief into pieces is like tearing apart the healed The scar was torn open again and sprinkled with a layer of salt.

He had thought about all the consequences after being found out by Feng Ling, but he did not expect Feng Ling to fall in love with 'senior brother'.

For some reason, apart from being at a loss, there was also a trace of inexplicable sadness in his heart.

After all, Feng Ling likes senior brother, not him.

Hu Yibai took a deep breath: "Thank you for your liking, but I can't answer you now, after all, you are too young, even if I really want to form a Taoist couple with you, the Taoist couple will have to wait until the crown is formed." .And you must have more important things to do right now?"

When she said this, Feng Ling was taken aback.

That's right, he endured humiliation and went to Qianling's sect just to find the real culprit who killed Feng's family and avenge his parents. Now that he has failed to accomplish any of these things, he has fallen in love like those ordinary people.

Hu Yibai saw that his expression suddenly dimmed, and couldn't hold back his arms and put his arms around his shoulders: "But this is also a good thing. First of all, congratulations on taking a big step towards becoming an adult. You can already understand what the so-called love is all about." It’s over, this is the only way for everyone to grow up, it’s just sooner or later. If your parents are alive in heaven, they will be happy for you when they see you grow up.”

Feng Ling looked at the windmill in her hand, and suddenly smiled: "Thank you, senior brother."

Hu Yibai: "Thank you, I haven't finished talking yet. I said just now that I can't answer this question for you, but I can keep it for now. If you still want to ask after you reach the crown, I will give you a clear answer then. "

As soon as these words came out, Feng Ling raised her head.

Looking at Hu Yibai's eyes again, there was some disbelief.

Reserving it for the time being means that he did not directly refuse. Although it may be just a tactic to delay the attack, this result is much better than what he expected to make a clean break.

At least the senior brother didn't dislike him.

But after being overjoyed, Feng Ling still lowered her eyes soberly: "Brother, you don't actually have to take care of me, I'm not so vulnerable to setbacks."

Hu Yibai smiled: "I replied without saying anything, how do you know that I must reject you."

"Can……"

Before finishing speaking, Hu Yibai took a candy from the storage bag and stuffed it into his mouth, "I said, if you want to ask again after you reach the crown, I will tell you then."

After finishing speaking, he said to himself again: "I just don't know if you will regret this impulse at that time."

After finishing speaking, he shook his hand: "Junior Brother, I still have to go one step ahead, see you later!"

Feng Ling looked at his receding back, the sugar on the tip of her tongue had already melted, and the sweet and greasy juice filled her entire mouth.

It's impossible not to like it, and by then he will only be stuck to the point where he can't extricate himself.

If the senior brother refuses, will he still listen?

Will he ignore his brother's resistance, restrict his actions, and imprison him in a place isolated from the world...

Feng Ling held Si Kuang to stop her rebellious thoughts.

Feeling Sikuang's restless buzzing, he suddenly understood that Sikuang, who had failed to surrender even the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, took the initiative to recognize him as the master.

Maybe it's because he, like this sword, is horribly insane.

Just now when Hu Yibai was in the bamboo forest, he saw a blue morpho butterfly flying around.

Probably because of Feng Ling's presence, it didn't dare to get close. Hu Yibai walked out of the bamboo forest, and the butterfly landed lightly on the pinna, and Hu Yao's voice came from inside.

[It's a matter of great importance, and we'll have an interview at the back of the mountain. 】

After finishing speaking, the blue flash butterfly dissolved into a touch of blue light, which gradually faded until it disappeared.

Hu Yibai frowned lightly, what on earth did he overhear and he had to say it face to face.

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