Burning Heaven Sword God

Chapter 35 The Jasmine That Will Not Wither, Please Recommendation Ticket

The way back was very quiet.

The jasmine flowers on both sides of the road are blooming...

It's beautiful, it's beautiful.

After Lin Feng left Tianyuan Mansion, he was very tired after several tests.Now he just wants to lie in bed, listen to the birdsong, smell the jasmine, and sleep peacefully.

Walking on the road, there are many people.For those people, Lin Feng didn't know him well, but it also made Lin Feng quiet and saved him from saying hello.

But not far away, there is a person folding flowers, jasmine flowers.

Jasmine is purple, and the man's clothes are blue floor-length gowns.

This scene is beautiful and comforting.

Lin Feng stopped in his tracks, rubbed his bluish temples, and relaxed his expression.Lin Feng relieved his fatigue a little, and walked towards the person who was folding flowers.

Lin Feng knew that person, but not for a long time.

Just now, Lin Feng chatted with the chief executive about this person.

This person is called Mo Qingcheng.

Mo Qingcheng likes folding flowers, especially jasmine flowers.This is something that almost everyone in Tianyuan Mansion knows.

No one knows why Mo Qingcheng likes folding jasmine flowers.

It's like no one knows why Mo Qingcheng always likes to be alone, do things alone, eat alone, take a bath alone, and live alone.

This is a wonderful world, and everyone has a lot of little secrets to keep from others.

Mo Qingcheng is no exception.

"Do you like folding jasmine very much?"

After calming down, Lin Feng relieved his fatigue a little, and asked Mo Qingcheng who was bending over to fold the jasmine.

Lin Feng felt from his heart that Mo Qingcheng looked very beautiful when he folded the flowers.

A person, a branch, and a few purple-red jasmine flowers hanging on the branch.People and things constitute a picturesque beauty.

People are beautiful, and flowers are also beautiful.

When the person bent down and stretched out five fingers to pick up the flowers, the waist-length bun that exudes a fragrance has already fallen to the ground like evergreen willows.

The blue and simple long gown, when worn on her body, is full of ancient charm, spotless like her, like a green lotus in the water.

It's just like the phrase 'Zhuo Qinglian but not demon'!
Such a scene will always make people daydream.

"Yes!"

Mo Qingcheng nodded slightly, but did not raise his head, and responded.

Mo Qingcheng is powerful, and his perception of the surrounding environment is far better than others.When Lin Feng approached her, she already felt it.

It's just that she doesn't want to talk to him...

"why?"

Lin Feng was very curious, Mo Qingcheng was a man, why did he have such a habit.Men prefer to fold jasmine flowers, just like women prefer to wear men's clothing?

This kind of thing always makes many people feel very strange.

"Because I love them."

Mo Qingcheng responded indifferently, but his hand was still folding the jasmine.

On the two turquoise branches, there were only seven jasmine flowers, and now four of them were broken off by Mo Qingcheng and placed in his hands.

"If you really love them, you should protect them, not break them."

Lin Feng's face was slightly sullen, Mo Qingcheng was too indifferent to him.From him to here, Mo Qingcheng never raised his head to look him in the eye.

"I hate when people come to lecture me. Especially if it's you."

Mo Qingcheng's hands that folded flowers stopped abruptly, and with a snap, a branch broke off.

She raised her delicate face, but her eyes froze suddenly, staring at Lin Feng.Similarly, Lin Feng also looked at Mo Qingcheng.

Mo Qingcheng's face has clear outlines, and his face is as tender as dripping water. It is very pleasant, and Lin Feng is actually a little lost in thought when he looks at it...

"I hate other people folding flowers. Especially jasmine."

Lin Feng's heart trembled, he didn't know why he was so obsessed with a man.

Maybe this man is so beautiful!
But Lin Feng still doesn't like others to fold jasmine flowers, even if this person is Mo Qingcheng who is good looking.

"why?"

Mo Qingcheng's voice was very thin.Although she tried her best to lower her voice and try to make her voice sound a little rough, it still didn't work.

"Because I like jasmine very much, and my mother also likes jasmine very much."

Lin Feng had never met his mother, since he was born, Lin Zhen told him that his mother died of illness.

If you don't see it, you will miss it.

Many times, Lin Feng relieved his longing for his mother by appreciating jasmine flowers.So he doesn't like other people folding jasmine flowers.

"You just like it, not love, so you never fold jasmine flowers. But I am different, because I love jasmine flowers, so I will pick jasmine flowers."

Mo Qingcheng's voice was very low, and she continued to fold jasmine flowers.The turquoise juice stained Mo Qingcheng's right hand holding the flower.

"If you break off a jasmine and hold the flower in your hand, the petals will wither quickly. Does watching the jasmine wither mean that you love the jasmine?"

Lin Feng asked passionately.

"The jasmine in my hand will never wither."

Mo Qingcheng murmured and said softly.

"How is it possible? I don't believe it."

Lin Feng didn't believe Mo Qingcheng's words, it was absolutely impossible for the flowers not to wither soon after the quilt was folded.

"Believe it or not, I don't want to argue with you on this issue. All in all, the jasmine in my hand will never wither."

Mo Qingcheng's expression was a little cold, just like the air around her, it made people feel chilly.

"You are so disgusting."

Lin Feng looked at Mo Qingcheng and said coldly.

"Ok, I know."

Mo Qingcheng nodded, there are too many people who hate her, she has already gotten used to it.

"Shouldn't you try to change yourself?"

"I don't need friends. Whether others hate me or not has nothing to do with me. Do you think that I need to change myself to cater to others?"

Mo Qingcheng's voice suddenly cooled down, like a piece of ice in the middle of the night, exuding the coldness that captured people's hearts.

In fact, apart from Tianjian, no one understands Mo Qingcheng.

She doesn't know what her parents look like, where her hometown is, and whether she has any relatives... It seems that she doesn't know everything about herself.

Almost everyone thought she was ominous and dared not approach her.

Maybe it's not that she doesn't need friends, but that when she needs them most, everyone chooses to stay away from her.

"You disgust me even more."

Lin Feng scolded that he had never seen anyone like Mo Qingcheng.So lonely and arrogant.

"Thank you."

Mo Qingcheng smiled slightly, she no longer felt disgusted by others, she could only say thank you.

"I think you and I may really not be from the same world."

"Well, not really. So, you can get out of here now, can you?"

Mo Qingcheng just wanted to fold flowers quietly, and didn't want to talk to anyone anymore.

Lin Feng was silent for a while, and then chose to leave. He and Mo Qingcheng had almost no common language.

Apart from liking Jasmine, Lin Feng couldn't think of anything else he and Mo Qingcheng had in common.

But when Lin Feng walked five or six meters away, Mo Qingcheng did a wonderful thing.

The jasmine flower in Mo Qingcheng's hands was suddenly frozen by the ice, turning into gorgeous ice flowers.

(End of this chapter)