[May you float like a dream derived] [Luo Fusheng x original heroine] Dangfu three white

Luo Fusheng let Luo Cheng go out, and Lin Zhixia stared at Luo Fusheng, clutching his wound with difficulty.

"Did you hear it all?"

Luo Fusheng sat on the head of the bed, stretched out his hand and retracted it.

"Please speak!"

Luo Fusheng just sat there and looked at Lin Zhixia without speaking, and Lin Zhixia simply stopped talking, continued to nibble on the apple and read the book, ignoring him.

"I... never thought about it. And no one... told me that."

Hearing Luo Fusheng's opening, Lin Zhixia turned her head. In order to avoid neck ache, she simply sat cross-legged facing Luo Fusheng, with one hand hugging her chest, and the other holding the apple for support and continuing to gnaw.

"Then?"

"My... adoptive father has the grace of nurturing me, this life belongs to him. Help him..."

Lin Zhixia sighed heavily, patted Luo Fusheng's shoulder with the hand that was not holding the apple, and said earnestly: "Student Luo Fusheng, although you have to... um... so what. But! Please remember, no matter how powerful you are, you are still alone. Even if you are nicknamed 'King of Yama', you really think that you are the Lord of Yama. You are the fierce general in the storyteller's mouth. Taking the head of an admiral out of thousands of horses is like picking something out of a bag. Those are all jokes. If you really meet thousands of troops, each one of them can drown you to death .”

Luo Fusheng was dumbfounded listening to Lin Zhixia's words. He has always obeyed his adoptive father. Although he said he was the adopted son, he knew that he was just a thug under his foster father.Unlike other thugs, he just beats better than other thugs.

When others heard that he was alone at the pier, they all admired him, even Hong Lan, who had always been kind to him, said, "As expected of Brother Fusheng".Luo Fusheng has always lived for others, never thought of living for himself, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't dare.

"So, remember Teacher Lin's words." Lin Zhixia took two mouthfuls of apples, swallowed them and continued, "The most precious thing for people is life, and life is only once for everyone. A person's life should be spent like this: when remembering In the past, he will not regret for wasting his life, nor will he be ashamed of being inactive; when he is dying, he can say: "My life and all my energy are dedicated to the most magnificent cause in the world—— —Um...the latter words seem inappropriate. Well, anyway, you just cherish your own life. Life is your own, if you don’t cherish it yourself, who will cherish it.”

Listening to Lin Zhixia's call, Luo Fusheng was a little confused. Some of Lin Zhixia's words were understood and others were not.I wanted to speak, but I didn't know what to say when the words came to my lips. In the end, thousands of words merged into one sentence:

"Zhixia, thank you."

"Thank...thank me?" Lin Zhixia pretended to be very cold, and said, "Well, why are you so serious all of a sudden, you can't get used to it. That...you...you should become the same as before."

"Heh," Luo Fusheng flicked Lin Zhixia's head lightly, and said with a light smile, "Little girl."

"Little girl?" Lin Zhixia quit, "Hey, did you forget that I'm three years older than you! No big or small."

After Lin Zhixia finished speaking, the two laughed together again.

The sun shines in from the window, looking from the outside, it seems that it is not a cold hospital, but a warm home.

The author has something to say: some thoughts

Lin Zhixia started the life mentor mode. Of course, it is impossible to change the three views of Sheng Ge. After all, there is no way to erase the nurturing grace of the adoptive father since he was a child.

Regarding the three views of Brother Sheng, it can only be said that it is slowly disintegrating, and it is impossible to completely change it.But at least, Brother Sheng can think more about himself.

As for Lin Zhixia, I thought about whether to let her feed brother Sheng chicken soup, fearing that the chicken soup was not cooked well, so I poured it with rancid chicken soup, which would ruin my stomach.But if you think back to that era, it seems that all kinds of articles have some chicken soup effect, so... just pour it.Although all of a sudden, it seems to have filled too much.

I don't know if it has any effect, but today's can of soup will certainly not be effective immediately, otherwise it would not be Brother Sheng.