"I am Shen Lanzhao, the grandson of the Shen family. I will study with you in the school from now on. If you let me see you bullying the weak again, don't blame me, Shen Lanzhao, for being rude!" Shen Lanzhao threatened while holding the sword at his waist. It was made of wood, but it still gave him a lot of momentum, and the princes of the aristocratic families didn't dare to provoke him, and they all nodded and bowed to admit their mistakes.

Seeing their sincerity, Shen Lanzhao didn't hesitate, waved his hand, sent them away, turned around and looked at the boy who fell on the ground, and saw that he was wearing a light-colored green dress with a little mud on his hem, like a blue flower falling It's not a pity to be in the filthy swamp.

The figure wrapped in Tsing Yi is small, like a white glutinous rice ball, soft and cute; a young and tender face is white and quiet, there seems to be a light mole under the corner of the right eye, if there is one, it is hard to see clearly dilute.

"My name is Shen Lanzhao, what's your name?" Seeing that Nuomi Tuanzi was about to get up, he asked with a hand.

Ling Shuyuan lowered his head and straightened his messy clothes. When he heard Shen Lanzhao's question, he stopped his hands, lowered his head, and his eyelashes trembled like a small fan: "Ling Shuyuan."

"Ling Shuyuan..." Shen Lanzhao repeated the name in his mouth, and said with a light smile: "Okay, from today onwards, you are my friend of Shen Lanzhao, by the way, how old are you this year?"

"Six years old." Ling Shuyuan replied, slowly raised his eyes, and looked at the young man who was a few heads taller than him in front of him. The warm sunlight shone down and scattered on his forehead hair, so pretty.

"I'm three years older than you." Shen Lanzhao grinned, reaching out and rubbing his hair: "In the future, if they bully you again, you come and tell me, and I will avenge you."

Ling Shuyuan was silent, and after a while, he nodded, raised his head and showed a faint smile to Shen Lanzhao: "Thank you, Lanzhao!"

"You're welcome, as long as I'm here, no one will dare to bully you."

This was the promise Shen Lanzhao made to him that day, and after that, they became friends; under the clear spring light, Ling Shuyuan sat under the tree reading a book, and Shen Lanzhao sat on the branch, quietly accompanying him.At noon, when he was leaning against the tree and sleeping soundly, Shen Lanzhao would fold a bunch of flower branches and bring them to the tip of his nose, laughing and teasing him. The tip of his nose was fragrant, and Ling Shuyuan woke up with a start. Looking up, Shen Lanzhao was sitting on the flower branch, looking at him with a smile on his face. with him.

Ling Shuyuan liked this kind of life, and slowly, this love turned into a love for Shen Lanzhao, like a spring flower bud, slowly took root and sprouted into Ling Shuyuan's heart.

On that day, Ling Shuyuan read the chapter "Zheng Feng. Wind and Rain" in "The Book of Songs": The wind and rain are miserable, the cock crows and the cock crows, and I see a gentleman.Yun Hu is not barbaric?The wind and rain are drizzling, and the cock is crowing.Now that you see a gentleman, don't Yunhu get sick?The wind and rain are like darkness, and the rooster crows endlessly.Seeing a gentleman, Yunhu doesn't like it?

He looked up at the young man who was sleeping soundly among the flower branches, and rubbed his fingertips on the last line of the poem. Seeing a gentleman, does the cloud not like each other?His feelings for Shen Lanzhao were like this. How could he not fall in love with Shen Lanzhao when he met Shen Lanzhao in the precarious situation? How could he fall in love with others again when he saw Shen Lanzhao in this life?He adores him.

He copied the poems on the paper over and over again, adding Shen Lanzhao at the end of each page, and he treasured the pages, as if he buried his heart for Shen Lanzhao in his heart; he thought that as long as he hid it well, he would Shen Lanzhao would never let Shen Lanzhao know about it, but that day, the pages of the book that he confides in envy were turned out by those aristocratic sons, and they publicized what he thought was a well-hidden intention with great fanfare.

That day, Shen Lanzhao looked at him, with an expression of disgust gradually showing on his face, he raised his hand and scattered the paper full of his feelings for him, stared at him, and said word by word, with extreme disgust: "Ling Shuyuan, you are really nausea!"

That was the first and last sentence Shen Lanzhao said to him after learning about his intentions.

From then on, he and Shen Lanzhao were strangers. Every time Shen Lanzhao saw him, he would sneer at him, and his admiration for Shen Lanzhao became a well-known laughing stock for everyone in the family.

Rumors about him and Shen Lanzhao spread wantonly among the sons of the family, and finally even reached the ears of their father. Shen Lanzhao's father invited his father to talk to him. After his father came back, he punished him to kneel in the ancestral temple for three days and three nights. .

It happened that at that time, Southern King Mu Yunhuai was going to send his son Mu Qianli to study in Song Zhongshufu's school, so his father sent him to Mu Qianli's side as an attendant, and went with Mu Qianli.

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