Save the Bachelor of Heaven

After watching the mass, Xiang Nan got up straight and walked out.

When Feng Chengcheng saw it, he quickly chased after him, "Mr. Xu, hello, do you remember me?"

Xiang Nan pretended to be seeing Feng Chengcheng only now. He has been a man for several lifetimes, and his acting skills have been perfected, "It's you, Miss Feng."

"Why, you also believe in religion?" Feng Chengcheng asked with a smile.

"There are too many worries in my heart, I want to find a sustenance for myself." Xiang Nan nodded.

"What a coincidence, so am I." Feng Chengcheng nodded and smiled.

"Cheng Cheng~" At this moment, Wang Yueqi waved and shouted.

"Your friend is calling you, I'll take a step first." Xiang Nan smiled, and then walked away.

"Hey~" Feng Chengcheng looked at Wang Yueqi depressedly, wanting to stay but to no avail. It's not that she interrupts, she can still chat with Xiang Nan for a few more words.

"Cheng Cheng, why are you so elusive?" Wang Yueqi walked over and said, "Why, have you found your prince?"

"Yes." Feng Chengcheng nodded, and looked at Xiang Nan who was walking away.

"That's him? Not bad, very personable." Wang Yueqi looked at Xiang Nan's back and smiled, "But it's a pity that the opportunity didn't happen, and he left first."

"Also, it's all your fault." Feng Chengcheng pouted.

"Oh, it's so cold, it looks like it's going to snow, let's go home soon." Seeing that she was blaming herself, Wang Yueqi quickly changed the subject.

"Go first, I'm bored and want to walk alone." Feng Chengcheng waved his hand.

"Okay then, I'll go first, bye~" Wang Yueqi waved her hand.

...

Feng Chengcheng walked home alone, thinking about Xiang Nan all the way.

His handsomeness, his demeanor, his justice and bravery...

She is eighteen years old this year, exactly the age of a young girl Huaichun, and she always feels like a deer bumping her heart, joy and worry at the same time.

The joy is that I have found the person I like, but the trouble is that I don't know if there is any fate between them.

At this moment, the snow began to fall, and after a while, the ground was covered with a layer of broken silver.

Seeing this pure white snow, Cheng Cheng became very playful, 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 quickly apologized.

"It's okay." The person who came raised the umbrella and said.

"It's you?!" Cheng Cheng was surprised and delighted when he saw it. This person was Xiang Nan.

"Didn't you bring an umbrella?" Xiang Nan came over and covered her head with the umbrella.

"Forgot it for a while." Feng Chengcheng explained.

"Well, then I'll take you back." Xiang Nan nodded.

"Okay, thank you!" Feng Chengcheng said happily when he heard it.

The two then chatted and walked away.

"Mr. Xu, your poems are really well written." Feng Chengcheng asked, "All the students in our school like it very much."

"Thank you." Xiang Nan nodded, "You go to school in Peking?"

"Yes, Beiping No. 4 Middle School." Feng Chengcheng said.

"Is it the one on Chang'an Avenue?" Xiang Nan asked.

"Have you been to Beiping?" Feng Chengcheng asked in surprise.

"I studied at Yenching University." Xiang Nan nodded.

"No wonder, no wonder your poems are so well written." Feng Chengcheng said in admiration when he heard it.

"It's so-so." Xiang Nan said with a smile.

...

The two walked and chatted. The journey was less than three miles, and it took an hour to walk.

Even so, Feng Chengcheng felt that he hadn't talked enough.

Somehow, when she was with Xiang Nan, she felt that she had countless things to say.

She didn't even say a lot to Chen Hanlin and Wang Yueqi, but she had no reservations about Xiang Nan.

Strange to say, she and Xiang Nan met only three times in total, less than half an hour in total, but when they were with him, they felt very comfortable and relaxed, like a spring breeze.

Keep sending Feng Chengcheng to the gate of Feng's mansion.

"Mr. Xu, thank you for taking me home, please come in for a cup of tea." Feng Chengcheng invited.

"You're welcome, Miss Feng, I'm going back." Xiang Nan waved his hands and said, "There are still a few manuscripts to be rushed."

"That's it, okay then." Feng Chengcheng was keenly aware that Xiang Nan's words were insincere, but he couldn't force it, so he nodded.

Xiang Nan then left with an umbrella.

"Alas~" Feng Chengcheng sighed in disappointment when he saw his back.

...

"Hey, friend, is it you?" Xiang Nan just left with an umbrella, when he saw Ding Li walking towards him with big bags and small bags.

"Hi, what are you doing here?" Xiang Nan asked suspiciously.

"Speaking of which, I still have to thank you. You 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, let me I'm working in Feng's mansion."

"So that's the case, then congratulations." Xiang Nan nodded and said.

"Speaking of which, I still have to thank you. You kicked the killer down, otherwise, I might not have the guts to rush forward." Ding Li smiled, "Give me a chance to treat you to dinner."

"You're welcome." Xiang Nan waved his hand, "You caught the opportunity yourself, and I didn't do anything to help you. But I kindly remind you that it's a blessing in disguise. Be careful~"

"How do you know it's a blessing in disguise?! What do you mean?" Ding Li asked puzzled.

But Xiang Nan was already holding an oiled paper umbrella and drifting away.

He didn't expect that without his recommendation, Ding Li would still have a relationship with Feng Jingyao.

With Ding Li's intelligence, boldness, and ruthlessness, he might be able to break through the sky. But for him, it may not be a good thing.

After all, the rivers and lakes are not easy to walk, the hounds must be mourned on the mountain, the generals will inevitably die before the battle, and there are very few who can die well.

...

After returning from Feng's mansion, Xiang Nan continued to write his own novel.

"Legend of the Condor Heroes" is actually finished, and he is now writing the sequel "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

Turning around, just as he was writing vigorously, he heard a knock on the door again.

Xiang Nan walked over to open the door, but saw Feng Chengcheng standing outside.

"Hey, it's you, Miss Feng." He smiled, "Come in, please."

"Thank you." Feng Chengcheng walked into the room and said embarrassedly, "I didn't bother you, did I?"

"No, I just finished writing a manuscript and I'm relaxing." Xiang Nan nodded, "Miss Feng, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, I want to borrow some books from you." Feng Chengcheng was taken aback, then said.

"Actually, I don't have many books at home." Xiang Nan smiled and said, "Let's take a look and see 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 this "Crime and Punishment"..." She said in surprise, feeling very similar to Xiang Nan common language.

Then she chose two books, one of Rabindranath Tagore's "Flying Birds" and one of Stendhal's "Red and Black".

"After I finish reading these two books, I will send them back to you." Feng Chengcheng smiled.

"Okay, don't worry, take your time." Xiang Nan nodded and said.