Chapter 821: Talented boyfriend

"Lin Feng, sister knows that you actually wrote this poem to me, right?"
Seeing the last sentence "A word of life and death is the same as Qing", Luo Qingqing's heart is also warm and full of emotion. {Щww{suimеng][lā}. . No matter how many students in Pinshu.com posted that this poem was given to Qin Yanran by Lin Feng, Luo Qingqing insisted that the "Qing" refers to himself.
"Sister Qing, why are you crying? Are those captains harassing you again?"
Little sister Huang Wanqing, a stewardess who was on the same flight with Luo Qingqing, immediately asked with concern when she saw Luo Qingqing's tears unceasingly.
"No...nothing, Wanqing, look at this poem."
Luo Qingqing was crying and laughing now, and handed the phone to Huang Wanqing.
"Poetry? Sister Qing, isn't it a poem that made you cry? I want to see what kind of poem has such power." Huang Wanqing took Luo Qingqing's phone and looked at the poem on the screen , I couldn't help but read it out.
"The hidden feelings of clouds and fog are difficult to plant,
Jin Yi Luoxiu's "lip" vermilion.
Who is Qingli from outside?
In a word, life and death are the same as Qing. "
The sentiment contained in this poem should be sincere, even if Huang Wanqing hasn't studied much, he can still feel it. Especially the word "Qing" in the last sentence of "Life and death are the same as Qing", Huang Wanqing immediately reacted.
"Sister Qing, this is the same life and death as Qing, shouldn't it be written to you?" Huang Wanqing asked kindly.
"Ok!"
Luo Qingqing, who was always generous, blushed and nodded slightly and said.
"Wow! So talented. When I first read it, I thought it was written by ancient poets, just like the great poets of Li Bai and Du Fu in the textbook! I didn't expect that someone wrote it specifically to Sister Qing. Poetry. Who the is it? So talented."
Huang Wanqing's clever head guessed, and blurted out and asked, "Sister Qing, isn't it your boyfriend? Is this confessing to you or wooing you?"
"En! Forget... be my boyfriend! I grew up together, this is the poem he wrote for me." Luo Qingqing admitted a little embarrassed.
Now, Lin Feng was not the little kid who followed her in her eyes. For Lin Feng, Luo Qingqing's heart already had thousands of strands of affection, entangled with each other, and couldn't tear it apart.
"It's really a boyfriend! No wonder... No wonder Sister Qing, you have never looked down upon those pilots in our company. Although many of them are handsome and rich as well. But, one It doesn't seem to have any implication or connotation. All day long, I know that we are going to pick up girls as a pilot. Most of us flight attendants are entangled with them."
Huang Wanqing also said enviously, "Sister Qing, you have the foresight, and you have found such a talented boyfriend. When will you bring it to the company to show us?"
"Wanqing, in fact, you all know him. However, I still don't want to say it for the time being. Let's go! It's almost a bit, get ready for the flight!"
When Chu Linfeng became the second largest shareholder of Southeast Airlines, the company had sent relevant notices and related information about Lin Feng, but Luo Qingqing did not want to'expose' her relationship with Lin Feng too much. In that case, there will be more gossip about her in the company.
After receiving a poem written by Lin Feng, Luo Qingqing was in a good mood all afternoon soaring with the plane. The unhappiness that was ‘harassed’ by the pilot yesterday was completely forgotten in her mind.
However, Luo Qingqing is indeed correct in one guess. Although it is said that this poem was written by Lin Feng under the ‘force’ of Old Man Wang, 50% of the factors were to deal with Old Man Wang. Another 30% factor was moved by Qin Yanran's help to herself, but in the end, there was another 20% factor that was thinking of Luo Qingqing when conceiving this poem.
The word "Qing", Luo Qingqing did not make himself passionate, nor did he guess wrong, it was used deliberately by Lin Feng to express his love for Luo Qingqing.
Since childhood, Lin Feng grew up playing with Luo Qingqing. Luo Qingqing is in a single-parent family, and her mother is frail and sickly. Lin Feng remembers how many grievances and hardships she has endured since childhood.
However, under such conditions and circumstances, Luo Qingqing still takes care of Lin Feng, the next-door brother, and leaves the best things to Lin Feng, even so that Lin Feng can eat like other children when he is late in the summer. For a two-dollar ice cream, Luo Qingqing will walk more than ten kilometers across the streets and lanes under the big sun in the afternoon to pick up various plastic bottles in the trash can to sell waste products.
There are too many. For Lin Feng, the feelings between Luo Qingqing and Luo Qingqing are obviously family affection far greater than love. What he hopes more is that he can take good care of Sister Qingqing for the rest of his life, give her a safe and happy warm arm, let her rest assured, let her never worry about anything, just concentrate on being happy. .
In a word, life and death are the same as Qing, never leave and never give up. From birth to death when we grow old, we all hold hands together, and the heart is connected to the heart. This unchanging oath, in fact, what Lin Feng really meant was not his and Qin Yanran, but the feelings between him and Luo Qingqing.
Because it is only between him and Luo Qingqing that this relationship is truly connected from birth to death. Since Lin Feng has the memory, he has been growing up and playing under the care of such a big sister next door...
"Sister Qingqing~EbookFREE.me~ I don’t know if you can feel my feelings when you see this poem. Maybe you won’t see this poem at all? After all, I have This poem was given to Yan Ran as a gift of love."
In the afternoon, when he returned to the classroom, Lin Feng stared at the poem on the blackboard again for a while in a daze. In my heart, there is a collection of ‘cross-community’, especially when I saw the word "Qing", many memories of being with Sister Qing Qing came to my mind.
"Lin Feng, you are really narcissistic. Can you still be ‘mysterious’ when you look at the poems you wrote?"
Crazy girl Xiao Nishang also ate and returned to the classroom. Seeing Lin Feng staring at the poetry on the blackboard, he stared blankly for a long time. He muttered without even blinking his eyes.
"Crazy girl, I am not "fascinated" by my own poems. Instead, I am stuck in my own memory and cannot extricate myself. Maybe you will never understand this feeling. Sometimes people really have to face a lot Hard choices. Some choices you have to make, and some choices you never want to make..."
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