Ling Baifan's movements were full of nobility. Ling Fei followed him and looked at his tall and slender back, always bursting with joy.
She liked Ling Baifan, which was something she knew for sure when she first saw Ling Baifan when she was brought into Ling's house that year.
At that time, Ling Baifan was sitting elegantly next to the piano, wearing a black dress and playing the piano. The melodious sound of the piano echoed in every corner of the living room.
His back sank in the halo of the setting sun, like an angel who accidentally fell into the mortal world.
Looking back now, it is still very beautiful.
Ling Fei couldn't help but slowly smile.
Ling Baifan waved his hand in front of her: "Hey, Ling Fei, where have you wandered to again?"
Her thoughts were interrupted and Ling Fei came back to her senses. The masculine face in front of her coincided with the face of a delicate and young boy at that time. Her heart beat uncontrollably and rapidly.
Every time Ling Baifan stared at her like this, her whole body felt hot and her face felt hot, like a helpless little girl. It had never changed from the past to the present.
There was also someone playing the piano in the hotel, but Ling Fei frowned: "That person can't play as well as you."
Ling Baifan smiled noncommittally: "Let's see what we want to eat."
"You just order, and I will eat whatever you order." Ling Fei put her chin in her hands, always taking every opportunity to take a good look at Ling Baifan.
If there is anything worth remembering in her already unfortunate life, it should be Ling Baifan.
He is her second brother, but he is also her sweetheart.
But all he can give her is a back figure that she needs to pursue through thousands of mountains and rivers.
Thinking of this, Ling Fei's mood instantly dropped.
Even the delicious delicacies are tasteless.
Ling Baifan looked at the slim girl who was getting better and better with doting eyes. He recalled that when he saw her for the first time, she was as thin and skinny as a little boy, standing timidly behind the housekeeper. Now, the little girl has grown up.
Big.
Ling Fei realized Ling Baifan's gaze, raised her head, and met his gentle, watery eyes.
Ling Baifan picked up the napkin at hand and said to her: "Put your head over here."
Ling Fei complied blankly, and he wiped the corners of her mouth for her, then shook her head with a smile: "Ling Fei, how old are you, why are you still so frizzy when eating?"
Ling Fei blushed again, but Ling Baifan didn't seem to notice, and just said: "Ling Fei, you are about to start school, and the second brother has nothing to give you." He pushed a bank card in front of her, "Inside
It's the living expenses that my second brother gave you, don't work so hard, it's not like the Ling family can't support you."
Ling Fei said nothing and just pushed the bank card back: "Second brother, I know, but I have collected all the tuition and living expenses for this semester, and you gave me a lot of pocket money before, and I saved it all. I really don't need your money."
Don’t worry about money. If I encounter difficulties, I will definitely tell you to keep this."
She persisted, but Ling Baifan had nothing to do. He knew Ling Fei's character too well. She was stubborn and proud on the outside, but lonely and sensitive on the inside.