133. Haunting Dreams. / 134. Just a Little Play-Fighting?

Didn't we agree on everything beforehand? A person should keep their word!

Do you know?

"Sigh, Xiaoyu, let Luo Luo stay with us."

Sitting on the sofa, Ling's father hesitated for a long time before suddenly speaking.

"But Dad, you know..."

What Ling Xiaoyu wanted to say was naturally about Ling Feng, but Ling's father still didn't say anything more.

In fact, Ling Xiaoyu was also aware that this was indeed somewhat unfair to Luo Luo.

She was adopted by the Ling Family and had access to abundant resources. Coupled with her exceptional talent, she received top-tier treatment within the family, even surpassing many of the younger members of the main family.

Although she was not very popular because of her mischievous personality, she was deeply loved by the old man, which made all the relatives around her envious.

Ling Xiaoyu took Ling Luoluo away to protect her. Ling Luoluo was young and naive, unaware of the wickedness of people. As Ling Feng's older sister, she still hoped that Ling Luoluo could have a peaceful and stable childhood.

Ling Xiaoyu knew she was usually quite busy, which was why she often unintentionally neglected her, and that was also her fault.

Time didn't linger. After going upstairs, Ling Feng was led by Fang Lin to the bathroom in the shower room.

Ling Feng still couldn't figure out what his mother was up to, why she had to make it so mysterious.

To Ling Feng's astonishment, Fang Lin raised her hand, hooked his chin with her index finger, lifted his head, stared into his eyes, and chuckled, "Handsome boy, do you have many girlfriends already? Would you mind having one more?"

What the hell?!

What the heck?!

Ling Feng was dumbfounded.

"Oh dear, I was just joking, why is Xiaofeng blushing?"

"Could it really be...?"

"Hmm~ Look at how flustered you are, did I really hit the nail on the head??"

"Alright, alright, I'm not kidding anymore. So, what about that girlfriend you were with at the hotel? Aren't you going to bring her home to meet your mom?"

"You've stayed in the same hotel together, haven't you had anything going on yet?!"

Fang Lin pressed on to the core of the topic with every sentence, giving Ling Feng no chance to speak.

"She's pregnant?!"

Ling Feng: I...

"Tell me! Where did you hide my daughter-in-law?!"

"Where's the child?!"

Ling Feng:??

Ling Feng:??

Ling Feng:??

As Fang Lin was speaking, the situation suddenly changed, and she blurted out this sentence.

"Cough..." Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief, speechless. He was completely at a loss for words.

I'm speechless.

I'm still quite helpless.

Look closely, what mother in this world would tease her son like this!

This is definitely not her biological mother!!

It seems that's not actually the case...

Never mind...

"She's very busy, and she's not my girlfriend."

Then, Ling Feng simply replied with this sentence in silence.

Chapter 133 A Soul-Stirring Dream

Ling Feng hadn't cared at first, but when asked this question, he felt a strange emptiness.

He wasn't sure if he had really fallen for Luo Xiyan.

What does it feel like to like someone?

Thinking of Lan Yuxin from before, Ling Feng seemed to have become numb.

Betrayed, expected...

Some people say that liking someone is about wanting their body, but Ling Feng felt that was too straightforward.

Some people believe that loving someone means being with them forever, protecting and cherishing them, holding their hand and growing old together. These people tend to keep their promises, and their love is long-lasting.

Perhaps unrequited love or love at first sight is also a form of passion.

Ling Feng realized that, in reality, he and Luo Xiyan hadn't had much interaction since they met. They seemed to have a good relationship when they talked, but were he sure she would accept him?

A voice seemed to echo in his mind, Ling Feng looked somewhat dazed, but not too suppressed.

They have such noble and high status, so what am I?

After all, this isn't a novel, so Ling Feng felt somewhat ashamed and unable to compare himself to them.

Although it was only a trace, the inexplicable indifference in his heart seemed to be forever contained within it, allowing him to disregard everything.

But where does this power come from?

Ling Feng heard from Su Xiaoxiao that Luo Xiyan's family background was extremely deep, beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and that she could even bring him to his death if he was not careful!

As the sole designated heir of the Luo Conglomerate, Luo Xiyan's family would never allow her to be with an ordinary person for the sake of the group's interests.

Although Su Xiaoxiao also liked Ling Feng, she wouldn't say it. Whether it was out of friendship or her own pride, she just hoped that everyone could still have fun together.

Like silkworms spinning silk until death, like candles burning until they turn to ash...

I grow thinner and thinner, yet I have no regrets; for her sake, I grow haggard and worn...

I wish to find one heart to share, to grow old together, knowing that as long as I live, our love will endure; I gaze wistfully at the riverbank, listening to the sound of the flowing water...

Ling Feng didn't say much to Fang Lin, then turned around and went back to his room, locking the door behind him.

I have no appetite, and I don't want to eat tonight.

Fate is unpredictable, and sorrow is abundant, flowing ceaselessly like a river against the current.

Oh well, let it be.

It's too painful to take simple things so seriously.

Thinking it over, Ling Feng felt relieved again. He took out the novel he hadn't finished reading from the bookshelf and changed his shoes.

Lying lazily in bed, letting the cool breeze gently caress my icy skin, it's incredibly pleasant!

At this moment, his world consisted of this comfortable bed and a pile of miscellaneous books casually stacked around his pillow and at his feet.

Surrounded by books, I sometimes immerse myself in them, laughing to myself, and sometimes lie quietly in meditation, my mind wandering to the highest heavens.

Now it's practically a world where "books are always by your side, one person, one book, one world!"

"This protagonist seems a bit puzzling. This girl's feelings for him are so obvious, yet he doesn't realize it. Is he really that naive?"

"Do you really expect someone to be completely naked and sitting on the bed before you notice?!"

Looking at the contents of the book, Ling Feng felt speechless for the female lead. He had followed the story for over a thousand chapters, and the protagonist still didn't have a girlfriend?!

That's absolutely outrageous!

Ling Feng wondered if he was just bored out of his mind to read this novel.

After glancing at the label on the book that read 'harem,' Ling Feng suddenly fell into deep thought.

The scene shifts, Ling Feng puts the book back in its original place, then turns around and picks another one, intending to lie in bed and continue reading the story.

The camera zooms in, and finally the title of the book we just saw is visible.

A whole row of unauthorized subtitles with a youthful, campus theme were prominently displayed above.

<About the fact that everyone around me likes me, but I don't know it~>

(The early winter night was chilly and lonely.)

Even with the festive atmosphere of the Spring Festival, it still couldn't completely mask the desolation.

In a daze, a chilly wind blew through her hair, and a white snowflake landed on her hand. The biting cold made the girl hesitate for a moment.

It's snowing in the south this winter...

The snowflakes, like bubbles, swayed and drifted down, each flake resembling a piece of paper torn apart by the heavens, falling gently and abundantly.

Standing on the hotel rooftop, watching the delicate snowflakes turn into glistening water droplets before even touching the ground, Luo Xiyan remained unmoved and hung up the phone.

Her once charming and lively eyes were now dull and lifeless, her gaze empty, lonely, and melancholy, like a delicate flower formed from a tear, evoking endless pity.

The call was from her mother, telling her to go back now, saying that important relatives and friends were coming to visit and she had to return immediately.

Luo Xiyan felt somewhat conflicted, as she couldn't see any trace of kinship in her parents.

What they see is always the greed and ambition of those in power.

Isn't all of this more important than our family?

Luo Xiyan didn't think any further. This time, she wouldn't give up easily.

At this moment, the rain and snow had already silently settled on the ground, merging with their waiting brothers and sisters.

This is mostly due to temperature; in the south, snow almost never accumulates.

But inside and out, he exudes the refined air of a scholar, gentle yet timid.

Back in her room, Su Xiaoxiao was packing her things for the upcoming trip.

ID card, Citibank International UnionPay, cash, chopsticks, spoon, change of clothes, underwear, shampoo, facial cleanser, conditioner, toner, lip balm, sunscreen, eye cream...

Wait a minute, something's starting to feel off??

Luo Xiyan went over and simply asked if she needed any help, but Su Xiaoxiao dragged her off to watch an idol drama.

She herself didn't seem to care, but suddenly felt a little regretful for going up to strike up a conversation, even though she was already used to it.

Chapter 134 Minor skirmishes?

"Tell me! What exactly is your purpose in getting close to my brother?!"

"Hmph, he's my brother!!"

"No, Brother Xiaofeng is mine now! You can't take him away!!"

Inside the room, Ling Wanqing and Ling Luoluo, two little girls, were pulling and tugging at each other, tearing at each other, having just started a tug-of-war on the big cotton bed.

With a "rip," the quilt was torn open instantly, and clumps of white cotton gushed out. Anyone with eyes could see that the quilt was ruined.

However, Ling Wanqing wouldn't pay attention to these things now.

She put her hands on her hips, looking determined to argue with Ling Luoluo again.

Ling Wanqing didn't see Ling Feng come downstairs for dinner tonight. She knocked on the door, and he said it was because he had no appetite? Who would believe that?! There must be a reason!

Who would skip New Year's Eve dinner just because they don't have an appetite?!

The result is that the bed now resembles a scene of two little girls tearing each other apart.