This song "Untitled" was written to Luo Qingqing. Lin Feng hid a big secret in it, but looking at it now, Luo Qingqing didn't seem to have discovered it yet. Because Lin Feng found that there were no marks on this piece of paper, and

It was also placed on the table in the living room, which meant that Luo Qingqing came over to read and ponder it whenever she had free time.

"Xiao Feng, just tell me! What kind of secret is hidden in this poem? I can't tell it at all?"

Luo Qingqing has been looking at this poem for so many days, but she can't see any clues about it.

Not only is this one placed in the living room, she also has this poem recorded and carried with her on her mobile phone. Even Luo Qingqing has memorized this poem by heart, but this simple twenty-eight

There are no words, but there is no secret at all.

"You really can't tell? Tsk, tsk, tsk... Is this still my smart sister Qingqing?"

Seeing that Luo Qingqing really hadn't noticed it yet, Lin Feng smiled slightly and said teasingly.

"Stop talking nonsense, brat, why isn't my sister smart? I guess! There is no secret at all, you just said it casually to whet my appetite, right?"

Luo Qingqing muttered and returned to her usual unruly look.

"Who said that? Sister Qingqing, do you think I am such a casual person? When I wrote this poem, I carefully thought about it and hid a huge secret in it. You can guess it yourself.

If you can't, do you blame me?" Lin Feng said with a smile.

"I don't believe it, unless you tell this secret. Otherwise, if you don't tell it for the rest of your life, I won't be able to guess. Doesn't this mean there is no secret?" Luo Qingqing used the provocation method, because she really wanted to

Know what is hidden behind this poem.

"The provoking method is useless, Sister Qingqing, if I tell this secret myself, it will be meaningless. You must understand it yourself!"

Lin Feng further pretended, then shook his head and read the poem "Untitled" again seriously:

"When the moon is gone and the stars are scarce, the cicadas are mourning,

Who is playing the Huqin music?

No one touches their sleeves tonight,

This is why it’s time to take the imperial examination.”

"You brat, please stop lying. You can't tell me, but it's okay to give you a little reminder, right?" Luo Qingqing said helplessly to Lin Feng, with a slight pleading.

"Okay then! Sister Qingqing, let me give you a little hint. When the ancients wrote poems to hide secrets, weren't they usually acrostic poems or acrostic poems? My poem also adopts this method.

The technique. So you can probably guess it, right? Okay! It’s getting late, I’m going back to Jinou Community. You can guess more slowly!”

After saying that, Lin Feng wiped the soles of his feet and slipped out of Luo's house, heading for his new home in Jinou Community.

"Hey! I don't know if Sister Qingqing can see what Shi Zangwei said after I said this. What would she think if she saw it? Childhood sweetheart! Childhood sweetheart! The beautiful big sister next door, Qing Qing has been with me since childhood.

Sister Qing will always be the most beautiful and beautiful in my memory..."

Walking out of his hometown on Tong'an Road and walking towards the new city step by step, Lin Feng watched the houses around him change from old to new little by little, and the streets slowly widened. Coupled with the reflection of the orange street lights, he couldn't help but feel

Filled with sadness.

People say that old clothes are not as good as new people. From childhood to adulthood, the things a person has experienced and the people he has met increase day by day.

Life is passing by in a hurry, and we may be just passers-by in other people's lives. But there are always some people who will become irreplaceable in our own lives. There will always be a place in the depths of memory.

A position that cannot be replaced.

To Lin Feng, Luo Qingqing was just such a childhood sweetheart and the big sister next door. Although Lin Feng had now met Qin Yanran, Li Yutong, Su Zixuan and so many other beautiful and outstanding girls, Luo Qingqing was to him

It is the only feeling that cannot be lost.

Although Lin Feng knew that what he did was very selfish, when he wrote this poem, he had already made up his mind, no matter what Sister Qingqing thought, no matter whether she accepted his share or not.

I will protect her feelings for the rest of my life without any regrets.

All confessions!

All my thoughts!

Lin Feng had hidden them deeply in this concise but not simple poem. After Lin Feng left, Luo Qingqing stared at this "Untitled" and pondered it carefully.

"The acrostic poem hides the tail poem? But, I have tried it before? The beginning and end of this poem are not meaningful words at all?"

After Lin Feng's reminder, Luo Qingqing once again connected the first words of each sentence in this poem.

"Yue, Hu, today, hour... what meaning can these four words have? Is it impossible to read them at all?"

Frowning, Luo Qingqing connected the four words "tail" together again.

"Ai, pull, whisk, you...these four words have no meaning at all? They are not connected at all? But why would Xiaofeng say that he used the method of hiding the head or the tail? Or maybe it was

What am I not doing right?"

After Lin Feng pointed out the direction, Luo Qingqing stared at the last eight words and studied them carefully.

Month, Hu, today, time...

Ai, pull, whisk, by...

Luo Qingqing, who was still clueless, suddenly had a flash of inspiration. When she saw the last four words of the tail, she read it out loud: "Ai La Fu You, that's it! Xiao Feng actually used Chinese homophones to express the English meaning.

, the last word of each sentence is connected, it is 'ILOVEYOU' in English. Oh my God! Xiaofeng... is this... is he confessing his love to me? Does he want to use this poem to say that he loves me?

"

Ding ding!

When Luo Qingqing completely guessed the secret hidden by Lin Feng, a text message came to her mobile phone, and it was Lin Feng who sent it.

"My dearest dearest sister Qingqing, I believe that as smart as you are, you must have guessed the ultimate secret of this poem. I'm sorry that I have to say this to you so late. Yes.

, Sister Qingqing, whether you accept my confession or not, I will tell you the truest voice in my heart. ILOVEYOU, Sister Qingqing, I’m sorry, forgive me, I am no longer the one who keeps following you.

You're such a protective little brat.

My feelings for you are no longer that of the beautiful big sister next door. You have been protecting and caring for me for so many years. I hope that from now on, you can give me a chance to rely on me.

On your shoulders, let me protect you, okay?"
Chapter completed!