Chen Fangya has a lively personality, and as soon as she got to the bamboo building, she started shouting: "Senior brother Lin, I found Mu Mu."
Sure enough, it was Chen Fangya, who communicated basically by shouting.
"Thank you, classmate Chen." The man who came down from the bamboo building wore a blue antique casual shirt with silk embroidered edges that combines modernity and ancient costumes. He seemed to be a misty monk who had faded out of the world of mortals. He felt very comfortable.
"You're welcome, you should." Chen Fangya's face was a little red, and there were little stars in her eyes.
Lin Tianlang nodded politely: "Student Chen, let's go back first, I have something else to do with Junior Sister Lin."
"Oh." Chen Fangya took a few steps back before realizing that beauties are treated differently! She is classmate Chen, and Lin Mumu is Junior Sister Lin
"No, it's said that Lin Tianlang looks gentle and cold in his heart. Even if everyone calls him Senior Brother, he seldom calls people Senior Brother and Junior Sister. He always calls them by name. Could it be that they know each other? But they don't look like each other. "Chen Fangya struggled for a while before returning to the dormitory.
Lin Tianlang and Lin Mumu walked up the bamboo and wood stairs quietly to the second floor, one in front of the other. When they reached the leftmost room on the second floor, Lin Tianlang opened the door without opening his mouth, and made a gesture of invitation.
Lin Shumu entered the door generously and sat down.
Lin Tianlang made tea for her very politely, Lin Mu didn't refuse, and just sat quietly.
There was basically no verbal communication between the two, but there was an indescribable tacit understanding.
The only discordant thing was that Lin Mumu's cell phone rang, it was the sound of a text message.
She didn't say hello to Lin Tianlang either, just opened it and read it.
"Xiao Mumu, what are you doing?" You don't need to look at the name to know that it is Yun Ting, and only Yun Ting knows her mobile phone number.
"See handsome guy."
Lin Shumu's fingertips flew, and he went back without thinking.
Yun Ting, who was driving to the Huadu Hotel, moved his finger and almost dropped the phone.
"Am I as handsome as you?" Yun Ting shook his head helplessly:
Did I spend too little time with her? In fact, he is pretty good looking, at least Lin Mumu likes her, but he doesn't have much time to spend with her.
Lin Mumu was only eighteen years old, he might really not be able to give the romance that a girl's heart likes. He wanted to give, but didn't have the time.
But she was the only woman he wanted, and he didn't want to let go. Not at any time.
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Lin Tianlang was well-trained, Lin Mumu sent text messages, and he continued to boil water and make tea at the side. The whole action was smooth and smooth. The only silence in the room was the sound of text messages and the sound of boiling water.
This room should be Professor Lin's office, but the professors are always cold and busy, and usually graduate students will help on duty.
Professor Lin is a professor of religious studies. Unlike ordinary professors, his office is more like a Taoist parlor.
"Let me introduce myself, Lin Tianlang, from Yanjing, 24 years old. By chance, at the age of 17, he joined Lingwu Daoist sect to practice Taoism, and was fortunate to be accepted by the master as a registered disciple. I heard that Lin Shimei is the only personal disciple of the master. disciple?"
The problem Chen Fangya was struggling with was actually very simple, Lin Tianlang was really Lin Mumu's senior brother! Because they have the same master.
But in modern society, Taoists with real abilities like Taoist Lingwu are almost like living fossils.
Lin Tianlang's greatest pride was being able to worship Taoist Master Lingwu as his teacher. Of course, he was also a little curious about the master's direct disciples.
"Lin Mumu, eighteen years old, married." As a fellow student, Lin Mumu also gave Lin Tianlang a brief self-introduction.
"Junior Sister is so humorous. I heard from the master that you just came down the mountain. How could you get married?" Lin Tianlang smiled like a spring breeze, and added a small cup of tea to Lin Mumu.