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Chapter 60 You Are My Lovesickness

The next day, because it was Saturday, Bian Lin did not go to the company to work overtime. He got up early and sat on the sofa in the living room to read the newspaper.

Yan Shu also got up early to help Yang's mother with breakfast yesterday, and also said that he should study more so that he could cook for Bian Lingxi in the future. When Yang's mother heard this, she was very happy, and her interest in taking the apprentices became much higher. Until the evening, the child

After the couple held hands and left, Yang's mother was still chatting with Bian Lin about the matter, and assured that the two of them would definitely be happy for a long time in the future.

Ye had booked the tickets for the two of them early in the morning. There were only two people on this trip, without any assistants or bodyguards. The two of them had been packing their things after returning home. Lingxi's luggage was finally packed before dinner.

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"Let's go, let's pack your luggage now, Mr. Yan." After saying that, Bian Lingxi took the man's hand and ran towards the opposite side.

"You said, if I start a live broadcast now, the theme is Mr. Yan's wardrobe, will anyone watch it?!"

This is the first time Bian Lingxi has visited Yan Shu's dressing room. The style of the entire dressing room is not much different from that of the living room and the room. They all use simple and clear black and white splicing colors as the main tone, which is obviously masculine.

"Mr. Yan, your cloakroom is much bigger than mine."

"If Xi Bao likes it, how about we switch?"

"I can't help it. This decoration is too bleak." Bian Lingxi denied and shook his head.

"Stop talking, hurry up and pack your things. After that, let's go make dinner. I want to eat crayfish."

"Little greedy cat." Bian Lingxi was almost drooling. Yan Shu caught a glimpse of her neck where she was swallowing saliva, and couldn't help but feel funny. He put down the half-folded clothes in his hand, took out his phone, and quickly made a purchase on Meituan.

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Bian Lingxi looked around and suddenly found a green book under the bedside table. It was a little strange. He picked it up and opened it. "Hey, why did your household registration book fall to the ground?"

"Maybe I accidentally dropped it on the ground when I was picking up my phone." Yan Shu felt guilty. He made a fist with one hand and put it to his mouth. He coughed. For the first time, he felt the discomfort of being scheming.

"Your previous name was Yan Shu?"

Yan Shu was a famous poet during the Taizong period of the Northern Song Dynasty. He was a scholar at Jixian Hall, Minister of the Ministry of War, and prime minister of the Song Dynasty. He became famous as a child prodigy at the age of fourteen, and the world called him Dayan. His most famous poems have also appeared.

In our primary school textbooks, it is the famous song "Huanxi Sand".

Xu Shi shared a common experience, and Bian Lingxi felt particularly close to this young talent. His poems that he liked most in the past were the same now.

"When I was born, my dad happened to be filming a historical movie, and the prototype of the protagonist was Yan Shu of the Northern Song Dynasty. During that time, he was basically in a state of obsession with Yan Shu, so I was called this name as soon as I was born. I

Dad always said that when he went to apply for my household registration, the staff checked with him three times. At that time, he even suspected that there was something wrong with the staff’s brains.”

"Pfft... I guess the staff is afraid that you can't live up to your reputation as a talented person."

"You are right, so when I was seven years old, my dad changed me to Yan Shu, but it turned out that it was of no use." The old man in his family still looked very iron-clad.

Hearing this, Bian smiled and said, "Uncle Yan probably just hopes that you can be better."

Deepness is the label of father's love. Even if the times are constantly changing, father's love is still the unchanging belief in the hearts of the people. Every father should be like Uncle Yan, hiding all his deep love for his son deep in his heart.

, the only thing exposed is ruthlessness!

"Maybe." Yan Shu was a little cold, maybe it was the past unhappiness that aroused the silence in his heart.

"Hey, then why is it that Yan Shu is on your ID card now?" Bian Lingxi looked at the names on the household registration book and ID card, and couldn't help but be curious.

"Isn't that because someone gave a speech at the freshman entrance ceremony of Imperial University and said that his role model is Yan Shu?!"

He used to think it was Yan Shu, but he didn't expect to know in the end that this Yan Shu was not the other Yan Shu. Because of this incident, he was ridiculed by his roommates for a whole semester.

However, Yan Shu still can't forget the surprise he felt when he saw her for the first time, let alone the first time he sat in the audience and listened to her stating the most magnificent declaration in her childish voice. That day, the sky was clear and the stadium

The place was bustling with people, one student representative after another and a group of leaders spoke. He only remembered her words——

I am Bian Lingxi, from the Junior Class of Teikyo University. I believe in the poet Yan Shu of the Northern Song Dynasty┄┄

He had never felt the sound of his heart beating in his left chest as clearly as that day. It was thumping, thumping, and the feeling was about to overflow.

"Mr. Yan, I love you!" Maybe she couldn't stand such an infatuated man. Every time she heard his lonely love over the years, her heart always felt painful.

Bian Lingxi's eyes were filled with moisture, and he said eloquently, "Mr. Yan, do you know that Yan Shu also has a poem called "Huanxisha: Time is always limited"?"

How could you not know that Yan Shu has memorized his poems since he was a child?

He said: "Time has always been limited, it is easy to say farewell and it is easy to be ecstatic, and it is difficult to say goodbye to wine feasts and songs."

His voice was deep, and his poems had a special flavor when he read them, "My eyes are full of mountains and rivers, and I miss them in the distance. Falling flowers and wind and rain hurt the spring even more. It's better to take pity on the people in front of me."

Australia is in the southern hemisphere, and the season is exactly opposite to that of Beijing. Several down jackets were thrown on the bed, and before they had time to put them away, Bian Lingxi threw them all away without caring, hugged the man's lean waist from the back, and her clear voice tempted the man to jump.

In my heart, "Mr. Yan, there is also a poem called 'Remember the old feelings and take pity on the person in front of me'. Mr. Yan is the person in front of me, the person in front of me who has a close connection, a life-long reliance, and a life-long love."

Her voice was not loud, but her words were heavy and powerful, striking his heart again and again. He never asked for everything in the world, but he only wanted a clear understanding.

How lucky I am to have you in my life.

"Bian Lingxi, Yan Shu has only longed for you in his life."

Red beans grow in the south, and when spring comes, a few branches will appear. I hope you will pick more, as this is the most loved thing. The bright moon hangs high outside the window, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse. Occasionally, a gust of west wind blows, bending the waist of this city.

The stars outside the window were bright and the house was in full swing. The residual heat of the dog days had not gone far, making the atmosphere in the house even more crazy. After the kiss ended, the man breathed heavily and buried his head deeply in the woman's neck, whispering something.

What love words, the woman's face turned completely red all of a sudden. She was so emotional that even the moon was so shy that she hid in the clouds┄┄

------Digression-----

Actor Yan wants to kiss me every day hot chat group——

Movie Emperor Yan: Susu, I want to eat red beans.

Susu: Sorry, Mr. Movie Emperor, Susu doesn’t have any red beans.

Movie Emperor Yan: It’s okay, just ask your book fans to give me some.

Susu: Kneel down and beg~

Movie Emperor Yan: Spineless!

Susu: Who am I doing this for?!

Movie Emperor Yan: It’s not for me anyway!

Bian Lingxi: Mr. Yan, a man must dare to take action.

Movie Emperor Yan: I obey, my wife!

Actor Yan: Wife, I love you!

Movie Emperor Yan: Daughter-in-law, you are my love~

Actor Yan: Wife, at this moment the birds are flying and the grass is growing, I am on my way to find you. Are you waiting for me with stars in your hands?! (Squinting smile~)

Actor Yan: I want to cross the sea of ​​​​people and embrace you!

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