Chapter 815

"Lin Feng, my sister knows that your poem is actually written for me, isn't it?"

Looking at the last sentence "a word of life and death with Qing", Luo Qingqing's heart was also warm and full of emotion. No matter how many students of No. 1 middle school in the post bar said that Lin Feng gave Qin Yanran this poem, Luo Qingqing always insisted that this "Qing" refers to herself.

"Sister Qing, why are you crying? Are those captains harassing you again? "

Huang Wanqing, a stewardess on a flight with Luo Qingqing, asked with concern when she saw that Luo Qingqing couldn't stop crying.

"Nothing... Nothing. Wan Qing, look at this poem."

Luo Qingqing now laughs while crying and hands her mobile phone to Huang Wanqing.

"Poetry? Sister Qing, isn't it a poem that makes you cry? I'd like to see what poetry has such power. " Huang Wanqing took Luo Qingqing's cell phone and looked at the poem on the screen. She couldn't help reading it.

"It's hard to plant the hidden feeling of cloud blowing and fog,

Luo Xiulian in royal clothes is vermilion.

Who can make bamboo beautiful,

In a word, life and death are the same as Qing. "

The emotion contained in this poem is sincere, even if Huang Wanqing didn't go to school. In particular, the word "Qing" in the last sentence "a word of life and death with Qing" immediately made Huang Wanqing react.

"Sister Qing, this word of life and death is the same as you, isn't it written for you?" Huang Wanqing asked curiously.

"Yes!"

Luo Qingqing, who had always been generous, blushed and nodded slightly.

"Wow! Good talent. When I first read it, I thought it was written by ancient poets like Li Bai and Du Fu in the textbook! Unexpectedly, someone wrote a poem specially for sister Qing. Who the hell is it? So talented. "

As soon as Huang Wanqing's clever head guessed, he blurted out and asked, "sister Qing, shouldn't it be your boyfriend? Is this a confession or a courtship? "

"Yes! Be... Be my boyfriend! He grew up together. This is a poem he wrote for me. " Luo Qingqing admitted with some embarrassment.

Now, Lin Feng is not the little fart child behind her ass in her eyes. For Lin Feng, Luo Qingqing already has thousands of feelings in her heart. They are entangled together and can't be pulled apart.

"It's really a boyfriend! No wonder... No wonder, sister Qing, you never look down on those pilots in our company. Although many of them are handsome and rich. However, at first glance, there is no culture and connotation. I know to pick up girls as an airplane pilot all day. Most of our flight attendants are mixed with them. "

Huang Wanqing also said with envy, "sister Qing, you have vision and found such a talented boyfriend. When will you bring it to the company to show us? "

"Wan Qing, in fact, you all know him. But I'd better not say it for the time being. let's go! It's almost one o'clock. Get ready for the flight! "

When Chu Linfeng became the second largest shareholder of Southeast Airlines, the company sent relevant notices and information about Lin Feng, but Luo Qingqing didn't 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 to fly with the plane all afternoon. The unhappiness of being harassed by the pilot yesterday was completely forgotten in her mind.

However, Luo Qingqing guessed that there was nothing wrong. Although it is said that Lin Feng wrote this poem under the coercion of old man Wang, 50% of the factor is to deal with old man Wang. Another 30% of the factors were moved by Qin Yanran's help to herself, but in the end, another 20% thought of Luo Qingqing when she conceived the poem.

Luo Qingqing didn't indulge in amorous feelings or guess wrong. Lin Feng deliberately used the word "Qing" to express his love for Luo Qingqing.

From small to large, Lin Feng grew up playing with Luo Qingqing. Luo Qingqing is in a single parent family, and her mother is weak and ill. Lin Feng has experienced many grievances and difficulties since she was a child.

But under such conditions and circumstances, Luo Qingqing still took good care of Lin Feng, his neighbor's brother, and left the best things to Lin Feng, even so that Lin Feng could eat a two yuan ice cream like other children when he enjoyed the cool in the summer night, Luo Qingqing will walk more than ten kilometers through the streets in the afternoon sun to pick up all kinds of plastic bottles in the trash can to sell waste products.

Too much, too much. For Lin Feng, the relationship with Luo Qingqing is obviously that family affection is far greater than love. What he hopes more is that he can take good care of sister Qingqing all his life, give her a safe, happy and warm arm, let her rest assured, let her never worry about anything, just concentrate on happiness.

In a word, life and death are the same as you, never abandon, and grow old together. From birth to old age, we all hold hands together, heart to heart. This eternal oath, in fact, what Lin Feng really refers to is not himself and Qin Yanran, but the feelings with Luo Qingqing.

Because only between him and Luo Qingqing is the real relationship between life and death. Since Lin Feng had a memory, he has grown up and played in the care of such a big sister next door

"Sister Qingqing, I wonder if you can feel my feelings when you see this poem. Maybe you won't see this poem at all? After all, I've given this poem to Yanran as a love gift. "

In the afternoon, returning to the classroom, Lin Feng stared at the poem on the blackboard for a while. In my heart, I had mixed feelings, especially when I saw the word "Qing", many memories of being with sister Qing rushed up.

"Lin Feng, you are really narcissistic. Can you still be fascinated by your poems? "

Xiao nishang, the crazy girl, returned to the classroom after dinner. Seeing Lin Feng staring at the poem on the blackboard for a long time, she didn't even blink, so she muttered and said.

"Crazy girl, I'm not fascinated by my own poetry. But fell into his own memory and couldn't extricate himself. Maybe you will never understand this feeling. Sometimes, people really have to face many difficult choices. Some choices you have to make, and some choices you never want to make... "