"Will you always follow me?" Nangong Lin asked Ma Jiao a question.
"Yes, life and death will follow."
It was this sentence that made Nangong Lin blush. The simple-minded Sparrow didn't realize that what he said was a bit ambiguous, and asked stupidly: "Why are you blushing? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
He took a deep breath and said, "It's okay."
"What are you going to do next?" Sparrow asked.
"I haven't thought about it, just take it as it comes."
In this way, Sparrow followed Nangong Lin to many places. Nangong Lin even thought that he could record what he saw and thought and make money by writing storybooks.
Sparrow expressed her approval with both hands, because she likes to read story books, especially those about love.
Perhaps because of jealousy of the talent, when the first draft was written, the house was flooded and the manuscript was reduced to ashes in the flames.
The sparrow transformed into a human being in the early morning of the next morning. The huge energy generated during the transformation directly turned the house into ruins.
Ma Qiaozi apologized deeply, but Nangong Lin waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay. Heaven is about to entrust this person with a great responsibility. He must first strain his mind, strain his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, and deplete his body."
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Everyone says that after a storm comes a rainbow, and it is true.
After experiencing a difficult life, Nangong Lin accidentally discovered a secret book about clothes.
Reading voraciously, I finally created my first piece of clothing with its own unique style.
If you can make one thing, you can make ten. If you can make ten, you can make a hundred. If you can make a hundred, you can make a thousand.
So, Nangong Lin simply opened a clothing store of his own in the capital——
Nishang Pavilion.
On the first day of business, no one showed any interest.
The second person, there are only a few people.
There was no one on the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth days.
I don’t know what day it was, but suddenly there were more people and the monthly flow was much higher.
But he never forgot his original dream——
Write a storybook.
I picked up the pen again, organized my thoughts, and after many months, I finally wrote my first storybook, "Two or Three Things About Ordinary People."
The storybook became a hit, Nangong Lin was happy, and the sparrow seemed to be happier than him.
That winter, the sparrows were caught by the wind and cold, and their faces looked ugly.
Nangong Lin stayed with her every step of the way until she got better.
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The following spring.
In order to generate new inspiration, Nangong Lin took the sparrows to enjoy the flowers.
The flowers are blooming, it’s very beautiful.
The old lady who was walking saw the two leaning together to enjoy the flowers, and couldn't help but praise: "What a pair of mandarin ducks, it's great to be young."
As soon as he said this, the sparrow's face turned red and he moved to the side, as if he was deliberately avoiding suspicion.
Nangong Lin's face also turned red, but not as red as a sparrow. He coughed a few times and said, "Old man, we are not a couple, we are just ordinary friends."
"Ordinary friends." The old lady emphasized the word "ordinary" every word.
"Hahaha." They looked at each other and laughed in unison.
The old lady laughed too.
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The following summer.
Lotus blooms.
The sparrow wanted to enjoy the lotus, and Nangong Lin readily agreed.
Unexpectedly, the soil was soft and slippery after the rain, and Nangong Lin accidentally fell into the pool.
Nangong Lin is a landlubber who cannot swim and can only struggle desperately in the water.
Sparrows are birds, not fish, and their water qualities are average, but saving people is important. Without thinking, they jumped into the water with a "plop" and hurriedly brought Nangong Lin to the shore.
Then he hurried ashore.
Knowing that the sparrow was a girl and her clothes were wet, Nangong Lin turned his back and threw a bag of money in his backhand: "Take these money first and go to the market to buy clean clothes to change into. Wet clothes are easy to catch the wind and cold, but You can’t catch the cold again, you fragile little thing.”
Sparrow curled her lips and did not refute, because she knew that what Nangong Lin said was for her own good.
Although they are not human beings, they can still tell who is good to them and who is not.
When he rushed back, he found Nangong Lin sitting alone under the tree, huddled up in the cold.
"I'm back." The voice was soft.
"Just come back." Nangong Lin's voice was very tired.
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"I'm leaving."
In the autumn of the following year, Sparrow said these words to Nangong Lin.
Nangong Lin was puzzled: "Why?"
The sparrow replied: "Private matters."
Nangong Lin felt the distance between them for the first time, but he could only smile: "Okay, have a nice trip."
"The same to you."
The two said goodbye under a maple tree.
The maple leaves are as red as fire, hot but sad.
"Then we didn't see each other for three months because of personal matters. When we saw each other today, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it..." I choked with sobs and tears fell uncontrollably.
"hug."
Xu Zhiyun gave Ma Qiaozi a hug.
Silence is better than sound at this time, a hug is enough.
"What personal matters are you dealing with?" Seeing that Ma Yongzi's mood had stabilized, Xu Zhiyun initiated the topic.
"My biological parents are dead. I have to go back to worship them. We, the bird tribe, need to observe this for three months. It is said that it can drive away evil spirits and bless peace."
"My condolences." There are so many comforting words, but I forget them as soon as I start them. "If it's convenient, can I ask them how they died?"
"I don't know the details. They were already buried when I arrived."
"That's it."
Sparrow's eyes rolled, as if he was thinking: "Huh? Why do you want to ask me about the cause of death again today? You have asked me before, do you know something?"
Xu Zhiyun looked confused: "Have you asked me before? Is there any? Why can't I remember?"
Ma Qiaozi was hesitant about Xu Zhiyun's words: "Ah? Don't you remember? How could it be? You were the one who took the initiative to ask!"
"Sorry, my memory has been messed up recently and I really can't remember."
"Confused memory? How long has it lasted? Do you want to see a doctor? I know a doctor in the capital. If you want to go, I can take you there right away."
Not wanting to trouble Ma Qiaozi, Xu Zhiyun shook his head: "No, I'm fine."
"It's okay, that's good, that's good. What I'm most afraid of now is that something happens to you. I don't want to lose another friend."
The topic fell into silence.
The two fell into silence again.
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Shen Shi.
The blue has not disappeared yet, a faint orange has quietly climbed into the sky, the clouds are moving like ships, and the birds are chirping.
The gongs and drums are noisy.
The Hundred Flowers Conference officially begins.
"It's so lively!" Ma Yongzi hadn't attended such a conference for a long time, and he was very excited.
"Yeah, it's really lively, and some dudes can sneak in!"
She glanced at the man from the corner of her eye, and he smiled brightly at her with a playful face, holding the familiar white jade fan in his hand.
The man left and someone came over and raised his fan, intending to use the fan to gently pick Xu Zhiyun's chin.
Xu Zhiyun pushed open the fan with one hand.
In the next second, he made a move that Ma Yongzi would never have dreamed of. He took the initiative to move forward, rested his chin on Chang Xiu's shoulder, and whispered: "My father is going to kill me at the Hundred Flowers Conference."
"So?" He said with a smile.
