All hearts do not die

Chapter 145

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Rescue insect phobia

Half a month later, the little bird grew up a lot, and its feathers gradually plumped up. Gradually, it could no longer be satisfied with eating only five grains.In the morning, Luo Fanxin was preparing to feed it, but found that the bird was gone!He called Fu Sheng over: "Fu Sheng, where is my Erfeng?"

Fu Sheng looked blank: "What Erfeng?"

Luo Fanxin: "It's my bird! My phoenix!"

Fu Sheng spat hard: "Damn! Young master, you're a sparrow, can you recognize the reality?"

Luo Fanxin: "Even if it was originally a sparrow, it will become a phoenix after being hatched by me! Stop talking nonsense, have you seen my two phoenixes?"

Fu Sheng: "I see, it's baking under the stove, and you can eat it later."

Luo Fanxin's eyes widened: "Don't be kidding!"

Fu Sheng: "I'm not kidding, son, didn't you bring it back just to raise it and bake it?"

Luo Fanxin pointed at him and said "you" several times in a row, almost dying of anger: "Quick! Pick it up for me! I'm not done with you!"

After speaking, he ran to the kitchen, picked up the stick by himself and started to pick it up angrily, but he pulled out all the wood and charcoal from the bottom of the stove, but he didn't see Erfeng's shadow.He slammed the stick and grabbed Fu Sheng to settle the score.

Fu Sheng yelled: "Uncle Xu! Help! The young master has put out all the fire at the bottom of the stove, come and take a look!"

"How dare you sue me for eating all kinds of things!" Luo Fanxin scolded him while pushing him away, and ran back to his room with a trot.

Shu Yi was reclining on the couch, flipping through a book lazily, tracing the notes on the book leisurely with one finger, imagining the appearance of Luo Fanxin who was leaning over the desk to read carefully, and felt at ease, inadvertently The tip of his brow has been lifted into a smile.

The scenery was a bit nice, Luo Fanxin quickly forgot about Erfeng, stepped closer and stared at him.

"Does it look good?"

"nice."

Shu Yi flicked the wind under his sleeves, and hugged him onto the bed and pressed him back: "There is no free lunch in the world, so I can't show it to you for nothing."

Luo Fanxin spread out his hands: "Here you are."

Shu Yi looked down—it was a handful of bird food.

"I don't eat this, I eat you!"

Lips and teeth are lingering, wanton taste, a little carried away for a while.

"My lord! Your Erfeng is back!" Fu Sheng shouted in the yard.

Luo Fan's heart suddenly woke up, and he pushed Shu Yi away: "I, Erfeng, are back, I must have gone out to learn to forage by myself, I'll go and have a look!"

Shu Yi grabbed him and pulled him back, then sat him on his lap, circled him and asked, "Don't rush away, first tell me why you call me Erfeng? What's the origin?"

Luo Fanxin: "There is heavy snow at home, and there are two phoenixes, one wolf and one bird, how perfect! Two phoenixes, Shu Erfeng!"

Shu Yi narrowed his eyes: "For your sake, you can barely accept its identity as a sparrow."

After a few "chirp chirp chirp", Erfeng fluttered her not-so-strong wings and landed on Shu Yi's shoulders, and the crow threw something onto the broad shoulders under her feet like a crow feeding back.

Luo Fanxin looked head-on.

"Don't look!" Shu Yu immediately covered his eyes.

But it was too late.

This thing, green, is moving, soft, and has no feet.

Some old memories in the depths of his heart suddenly flooded up, Luo Fan took a breath, the blood in his whole body seemed to freeze at this moment, and his heart thumped twice violently.

He saw the suffocating black clouds, tens of thousands of birds circling overhead, and after circling, they threw food at him one after another—those things that he dared not look at, mention, or even hear. thing.Those things were falling on him, some fell into his hair, and some got into his clothes and stuck to his skin.He shook those things frantically, not daring to open his mouth to shout, for fear that something would fall into his mouth again.There was a layer of those things on the ground, and they were crawling, rolling, and wriggling one by one. They had no place to stand, and when they landed suddenly, they would crush one piece to death, and thick green juice would come out.

He's going to vomit!

nightmare!Must be a nightmare!

Luo Fan struggled to wake up, sweating profusely all over his body.

"Thank God, luckily it's a dream..." He breathed a sigh of relief, seeing Fu Sheng crying by the couch again, he stroked his hair and coaxed, "Good Fu Sheng, why are you crying again?"

Fu Sheng choked with sobs: "My lord, if you are sick, treat it quickly!"

Luo Fan laughed angrily: "You really can't speak, what could be wrong with me?"

Fu Sheng wiped away tears, took his hand and said: "My lord, I have no other relatives, you can't scare me..."

His heart softened, Luo Fan pulled him to his side and hugged him, and then coaxed: "I didn't mean to scare you, I will definitely be with you for a long time, as long as..." He glanced at Shu Ye, "Long time When you are too old to move, I will still scold you and make fun of you. In short, I will definitely send you away, okay?"

Fu Sheng gave him a push: "Don't you still say something frustrating, who wants you to send it away, really!"

Uncle Xu has a deep pattern between his brows, and he can't hide his worry on his face, but his voice is still calm: "You fainted because of rushing to the heart, everyone has something to fear, but you don't have to worry about it. As for this level, what happened?"

Luo Fan was still thinking about how to get over it, but Shu Ye was straightforward: "He has thunder blood in his body, so he can't move his mind."

Concise and concise, five thunderbolts.Uncle Xu was completely stunned.

Fu Sheng was puzzled: "My lord, what do you mean? What is Thunder Blood?"

Luo Fanxin: "Shu Yi, why do you need to speak out to make them worry in vain. I'm really fine. This can be cured, but the time has not yet come. I will cooperate with the treatment after everything is over."

Uncle Xu turned and walked out the door without saying a word.

Fu Sheng: "Master, did that Erfeng cause the trouble?! I'm going to catch him and roast him!"

Luo Fan smiled wryly: "Please spare its life! Go out and be with Uncle Xu."

After Fu Sheng reluctantly went out, Luo Fanxin pulled Shu Yi to sit beside him. Seeing that his face was pale and his two long eyebrows were twisted into twists, he couldn't help reaching out to caress: "Quickly don't move." Make an expression like a dead wife, for fear that others will not know that you are in a bad mood!"

Shu Yu took his hand down and held it: "Don't talk nonsense. The medicine administered alone can't be suppressed, right?"

Luo Fanxin: "Nothing, it's just a coincidence. No matter how good the medicine is, it can be controlled. Don't think too much about it. It's not the time to deal with it yet. Give me some more time."

Shu Yu didn't persuade him anymore, but he had other plans in his heart.

For the next few days, Luo Fanxin's room was closed, and Erfeng would go out to look for food every morning, grab the worms and fly out of the window to knock on them. Instead, he flew back to Fu Sheng's room and threw the bugs to him.

Previously, Fu Sheng would always scold a few words out of embarrassment, and Er Feng would chirp with him. Later, for some reason, Fu Sheng began to feel that the two Fengs really valued love and righteousness, and they quarreled and quarreled with him. When the feelings came, he began to take Erfeng for a stroll, and showed off to the neighbors one by one, praising how human his Erfeng is.If anyone dares to say that Erfeng is just an ordinary sparrow, he will immediately change his face, and he has to stare at him and change his words.

In late December, when the New Year was approaching, Xiaoyaoshui Street was already bustling with activity, and the Hewan Courtyard was no longer peaceful.

Early this morning, Fu Sheng uncharacteristically prepared a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and asked Luo Fanxin to teach him how to write.

Luo Fan was very suspicious of his motives: "Is the sun coming out from the west? Tell me directly if you have something to do."

Fu Sheng: "Master, you can't do this, I really want to learn to write!"

Luo Fanxin: "Don't you know how to write?"

Fu Sheng: "My lord, I'm going to say you. If someone like me is also known as being able to write, wouldn't the saints all climb out of the coffin in anger?"

Luo Fanxin: "You do have self-knowledge."

Fu Sheng said flatteringly: "Hey! Young master's handwriting is smart and elegant, and even the spells he draws are better than others'. I have always admired and envied you! That's why I ask you to teach me!"

Luo Fanxin was very pleased when he heard it, he laughed proudly, took up his pen and wrote two lines of poems, and explained: "The ancients said that calligraphy is like a person, and practicing calligraphy is also a way of self-cultivation. It emphasizes concentration, calmness, righteousness and peace of mind. Pay attention to writing steadily. , don't hesitate, use your wrist hard, don't tremble..."

He handed the wolf hair to Fu Sheng: "Practice these two poems first, and you can write and read according to what I said."

Fu Sheng didn't know how much he had listened to, so he took the pen and began to write with half understanding. After writing it more than a dozen times, it was still the same as before, without any progress.He threw away the pen in frustration, and said with a calm face: "Young master, it seems that I am really not this material, why not... let me draw for you!"

He drew as he said, and he drew a butterfly with a few swipes.

"Young master, do you see what this is?"

Luo Fan gave him a sideways glance, and replied, "Butterfly, the painting is so ugly!"

Fu Sheng patted his thigh: "Yes! It's a butterfly! Look at the belly of the butterfly again, is it scary?"

Luo Fanxin: "It's not scary."

Fu Sheng drew a long and thin thing again, and asked, "Then what do you think this is?"

Luo Fan thought for a while: "Is...that, a bug? Cough, the painting is too risky."

Fu Sheng rolled his eyes, and asked again: "Just ask if you're scary?"

Luo Fanxin: "Don't be scary! What's wrong? What do you want to do?"

Fu Sheng drew a new one by himself, covered it with his hand first, and reminded: "Young master, look at this again, it is the same as the previous one, it is not scary at all, it is a very ordinary thing, but I drew it You have to be more careful, draw more similar!"

He slowly moved his hand away and showed the painting in front of Luo Fanxin.

"Take it away!" Luo Fan instinctively