Lin Feng hid a big secret in this untitled song written to Luo Qingqing, but it seems that Luo Qingqing hasn't found it yet. Because Lin Feng found that there was no mark on the paper, and it was still on the table in the living room, indicating that Luo Qingqing came to look at it as soon as she was free.
"Xiao Feng, just tell me! What kind of secret is hidden in this poem? Why can't I see it? "
Luo Qingqing has been looking at this poem these days. After reading it for so many days, she doesn't see a clue at all.
Not only on the one in the living room, but also on her mobile phone, she has taken this poem with her. Even Luo Qingqing recited this poem, but the simple 28 words could not be seen at all.
"Really can't you see? Tut tut tut...... is this still my clever sister Qingqing? "
Seeing that Luo Qingqing really didn't see it, Lin Feng smiled and flirted.
"Don't talk nonsense, smelly boy. Why is my sister not smart. I guess! There is no secret at all. You just say it casually, hanging my appetite, right? "
Luo Qingqing murmured and resumed her usual unruly appearance.
"Who said that? Sister Qingqing, do you think I'm so casual? When I wrote this poem, I thought it over and hid a great secret in it. You can't guess. Blame me? " Lin Feng said with a smile.
"I don't believe it unless you tell the secret. Otherwise, if you don't say it all your life, I can't guess. Isn't there no secret? " Luo Qingqing used the fierce method because she really wanted to know what was hidden behind this poem.
"It's useless to stir up the law, sister Qingqing. If I said the secret myself, it would be meaningless. You must understand it yourself! "
Lin Feng further played tricks, then shook his head and read this poem untitled again solemnly:
"When the moon is gone, the stars are sparse, and cicadas mourn,
Who plays Hu Qin and Qu you.
No one is blowing tonight,
When the imperial examination is due. "
"Smelly boy, don't sell off. Can't tell me, but it's always OK to give a reminder? " Luo Qingqing took Lin Feng helplessly and said with a little prayer.
"All right! Sister Qingqing, I'll give you a hint. When the ancients wrote poems to hide secrets, they usually hid the first poem or the last poem? My poem also adopts such a technique. So you can guess? okay! It's not early. I went back to jin'ou community. Take your time! "
With that, Lin Feng smeared oil on the soles of his feet and slipped out of Luo's house and went to the new home in jin'ou community.
"Ah! I don't know what I said. Can sister Qingqing see the words at the end of the poem. What would she think if she saw it? childhood sweethearts! childhood sweethearts! Beautiful big sister next door, from small to large, sister Qingqing is always the most beautiful and beautiful in my memory... "
Walking out of the hometown of Tong'an road and walking towards the new urban area step by step, Lin Feng watched the surrounding houses change from old to new, and the streets were slowly widened. Coupled with the reflection of orange street lamps, I can't help feeling sad.
People say that clothes are not as good as new people. A person has experienced more and more things and people from small to large.
In a hurried life, we may be just a passer-by in other people's lives. But there are always some people who will become irreplaceable in their lives. In the depths of memory, there is always an irreplaceable position.
Luo Qingqing is such a big sister of Lin Feng's childhood neighbor. Although Lin Feng has met Qin Yanran, Li Yutong, Su Zixuan and so many beautiful and excellent girls, Luo Qingqing is the only feeling he can't lose.
Although Lin Feng knows that he is very selfish in doing so, he has made up his mind when writing this poem. No matter what sister Qingqing thinks, whether she accepts her feelings or not, he will protect her all her life without complaint and regret.
All the confession!
Everything!
Lin Feng deeply hid them in this simple but not simple poem. After Lin Feng left, Luo Qingqing stared at this poem untitled and pondered it carefully.
"Hidden head poem hidden tail poem? But I've tried before? The beginning and end of this poem are not meaningful words at all? "
After Lin Feng's reminder, Luo Qingqing connected the first word of each sentence of this poem again.
"Moon, Hu, today and time... What meaning can these four words have? You can't study at all? "
Frowning, Luo Qingqing connected the four words of tail again.
"Ai, La, Fu, you... These four words are meaningless? It's not connected at all? However, why does Xiao Feng say that he uses the method of hiding his head or tail? Or is there something I haven't got right? "
With Lin Feng pointing out the direction, Luo Qingqing stared at the ending eight words and studied them carefully.
Month, Hu, today, time
AI, La, Fu, you
Luo Qingqing, who still had no clue, suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Seeing the last four words of the tail, he read out loudly: "Aila Fuyou, it's so! Xiao Feng even uses Chinese homophony to express the meaning of English. The last word of each sentence is "iloveyou" in English. Oh, my God! Xiao Feng... Is this a confession to me? Does he want to use this poem to say he loves me? "
Ding Ding!
When Luo Qingqing completely guessed the secret hidden by Lin Feng, a text message came to her mobile phone. It was Lin Feng who sent it.
"My dearest sister Qingqing, I believe that smart as you must have guessed the ultimate secret of this poem. I'm sorry to say that to you so late. Yes, sister Qingqing, whether you accept my confession or not, I will tell you the truest voice in my heart. Iloveyou, sister Qingqing, I'm sorry. Forgive me. I'm not the little child who has been following behind your ass and needs your protection.
For your feelings, you are no longer the beautiful big sister next door. For so many years, you have been protecting and caring for me. I hope from now on, you can give me a chance to lean on my already solid shoulder and let me guard you, okay? "
Finally, a short message from Lin Feng completely pierced the window paper between them.