After the mass was over, Xiang Nan stood up and walked out.
When Feng Chengcheng saw it, he quickly chased after him, "Hello, Mr. Xu, do you still remember me?"
Xiang Nan pretended to have just seen Feng Chengcheng at this moment. He has been a man for several generations and his acting skills have been perfected. "It's you, Miss Feng."
"Why, do you believe in religion too?" Feng Chengcheng asked with a smile.
"I have too many worries in my heart, and I want to find something to support myself." Xiang Nan nodded.
"What a coincidence, so am I." Feng Chengcheng nodded and smiled.
"Cheng Cheng~" At this time, Wang Yueqi waved and shouted.
"Your friend is calling you, I'll take the first step." Xiang Nan smiled and walked away.
"Hey~" Feng Chengcheng tried to stay to no avail and looked at Wang Yueqi depressedly. If she hadn't been an intrusion, she could have had a few more chats with Xiang Nan.
"Cheng Cheng, why are you so invisible?" Wang Yueqi came over and said, "Why, have you found your prince?"
"Yeah." Feng Chengcheng nodded and looked at Xiang Nan who was walking away.
"That's him? Not bad, very graceful." Wang Yueqi looked at Xiang Nan's back and smiled, "But it's a pity that he left first before the opportunity."
"You're still saying that this is all your fault." Feng Chengcheng pouted.
"Oh, it's so cold. It looks like it's going to snow. Let's go home quickly." Seeing that she blamed herself, Wang Yueqi quickly changed the subject.
"You should go first, I feel depressed and want to go for a walk alone." Feng Chengcheng waved his hand.
"Okay then, I'll leave first, bye~" Wang Yueqi waved her hand.
…
Feng Chengcheng walked home alone, thinking about Xiang Nan along the way.
His handsomeness, his graceful demeanor, his justice and bravery...
She is eighteen years old this year, which is the age when young girls are pregnant, and she feels like a deer in her heart, feeling happy and troubled at the same time.
The joy is that I have found the one I love, but the worry is that I don’t know if there is a fate between them.
At this moment, snow began to fall, and a moment later, the ground was covered with a layer of broken silver.
Seeing the pure white snow, Cheng Cheng became playful and happily made a snowball and threw it out.
Pa~ The snowball hit a person holding an umbrella.
"Sir, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry~" Cheng Cheng apologized quickly.
"It's okay." The person said, raising the umbrella high.
"It's you?!" Cheng Cheng was surprised and happy when he saw it. This person was Xiang Nan.
"Didn't you bring an umbrella?" Xiang Nan came over and covered her head with an umbrella.
"I forgot about it for a moment." Feng Chengcheng explained.
"Well, then I'll take you back." Xiang Nan nodded.
"Okay, thank you!" Feng Chengcheng said happily after hearing this.
The two then walked away while chatting.
"Mr. Xu, your poems are really good." Feng Chengcheng asked, "My classmates in our school like it very much."
"Thank you." Xiang Nan nodded, "Are you studying in Peiping?"
"Yes, Peking No. 4 Middle School." Feng Chengcheng said.
"Is it the one on Chang'an Avenue?" Xiang Nan asked.
"Have you been to Peiping?" Feng Chengcheng asked in surprise.
"I studied at Yanjing University." Xiang Nan nodded.
"No wonder, no wonder your poems are so good." Feng Chengcheng said with admiration upon hearing this.
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"Just so so." Xiang Nan smiled.
…
The two of them walked and talked. The journey was less than three miles, but it took an hour.
Even so, Feng Chengcheng felt that we had not talked enough.
Somehow, when she was with Xiang Nan, she felt like she had countless things to say.
She didn't even say many things to Chen Hanlin and Wang Yueqi, but she had no reservations about Xiang Nan.
Strangely enough, she and Xiang Nan only met three times in total, which lasted less than half an hour. But being with him made her feel very comfortable, relaxed, and like a spring breeze.
He sent Feng Chengcheng to the door of Feng Mansion.
"Mr. Xu, thank you for taking me home. Please come in and have a cup of tea." Feng Chengcheng invited.
"You're welcome, Miss Feng, I'd better go back." Xiang Nan waved his hand and said, "I still have a few manuscripts to rush."
"That's it, okay then." Feng Chengcheng was keenly aware of Xiang Nan's insincerity, but he couldn't force it, so he had no choice but to nod.
Xiang Nan immediately held an umbrella and left.
"Alas~" Feng Chengcheng couldn't help but sigh sadly when he saw his back.
…
"Hey, friend, is it you?" Xiang Nan held up an umbrella and just left when he saw Ding Li walking over carrying large and small bags.
"Hello, what are you doing here?" Xiang Nan asked doubtfully.
"To say the least, I want to thank you. It was you who told me to seize the opportunity." Ding Li said proudly, "That day at the train station, I risked my life and caught the killer. Mr. Feng appreciated me very much and let me I work at Feng Mansion."
"I see, then congratulations." Xiang Nan nodded.
"To say the least, I want to thank you. It was you who kicked the killer down. Otherwise, I might not have had the courage to rush forward." Ding Li smiled and said, "Give me a chance and treat you to a meal."
"No need to be polite." Xiang Nan waved his hand, "You caught the opportunity yourself, I didn't do you any favors. But I kindly remind you that a blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise. Be careful in everything~"
"A blessing in disguise, a blessing in disguise?! What do you mean?" Ding Li asked in confusion.
But Xiang Nan was already holding an oil-paper umbrella and walking away.
He didn't expect that without his introduction, Ding Li would still get involved with Feng Jingyao.
With Ding Li's intelligence, boldness, and ruthlessness, he might be able to make a name for himself. But for him, it may not be a good thing.
After all, the road in the world is not easy to navigate, hounds will eventually die on the mountain, generals will inevitably die in battle, and there are very few who can die a good death.
…
After returning from Feng Mansion, Xiang Nan continued to write his own.
"The Legend of the Condor Heroes" has actually been completed, and he is now writing the sequel "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".
Turning around, just as he was writing furiously, he heard another knock on the door.
Xiang Nan walked over and opened the door, only to see Feng Chengcheng standing outside.
"Hey, it's you, Miss Feng." He smiled, "Please come in."
"Thank you." Feng Chengcheng walked into the room and said sheepishly, "I didn't disturb you, did I?"
"No, I just finished writing a manuscript and am relaxing." Xiang Nan nodded, "Miss Feng, are you here? What do you want?"
"Oh, I want to borrow some books from you." Feng Chengcheng was stunned for a moment, then said.
"Actually, I don't have many books at home." Upon hearing this, Xiang Nan smiled and said, "Come and take a look, which ones you want to read."
Feng Chengcheng immediately came to the bookshelf and read it carefully, "Hey, you also like to read Xu Zhimo's poems? I also have a copy of "Crime and Punishment"..." She said in surprise, feeling very similar to Xiang Nan common language.
She then chose two books, "The Birds" by Rabindranath Tagore and "The Red and the Black" by Stendhal.
"After I read these two books, I will send them back to you." Feng Chengcheng said with a smile.
"Okay, don't worry, take your time and watch." Xiang Nan nodded.
