NCCnovel Chapter 175: Unsuitable Feelings
Chapter 175: Unsuitable Feelings
In another place, Chu Lingfeng received the news that Chu Er and Lin Yi had successfully reunited. The huge rock that had been weighing heavily on his heart seemed to be lifted slightly by an invisible force, and his long-tensed nerves finally felt a little relieved.
The worry that was once as dark as ink in his deep eyes had now faded a little.
Almost at the same time, good news like a magpie arriving at a branch came from Chu San. On their tortuous and confusing road of exploration, they finally found a precious clue about the family that had adopted Murong Ling'er.
This news was like a gentle spring breeze, quietly blowing across Chu Lingfeng's heart, which had always been as calm as a mirror, and caused layers of ripples that were difficult to calm down. His slender and powerful fingers unconsciously tightened slightly, and his eyes subconsciously drifted to the slowly moving carriage not far ahead.
The carriage seemed to carry all his emotions and entanglements. The curtains swayed gently in the wind, as if plucking the deepest string in his heart.
His mood was like being entangled by countless fine spider silk threads, so complicated that it was difficult to describe.
He knew very well that Murong Ling'er was a mysterious woman. Her every smile, every move seemed to be shrouded in fog, full of endless mystery.
If she knew that I was secretly investigating her past, would the flames of anger instantly ignite in her clear and bright eyes? Would she distance herself from me forever?
When Chu Lingfeng thought of this, his heart felt as if it was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, causing him pain and panic.
He had also spent countless silent nights looking at the bright moon and wondering why he was so deeply involved in it.
He was clearly aware of his identity and responsibilities. He was the eldest son of the Chu family and shouldered the family's glory and mission. Moreover, he already had a fiancée at home. He should not and could not have such inappropriate feelings for Murong Ling'er.
However, once the tide of emotion surged, it was like a raging river. How could a rational dam easily stop it? The more he tried to suppress it, the more his longing and curiosity grew like weeds in his heart.
"Uncle Chu, what's wrong with you?"
Chu Lingfeng was so absorbed in his thoughts that everything in the outside world seemed to be isolated from him.
He had no idea when the team stopped or when the noise around him dissipated.
It was not until that clear and tender voice rang in his ears that he woke up as if from a long and deep dream.
It turned out to be Murong Chen. Seeing that Chu Lingfeng had not gotten off the carriage for a long time, a hint of doubt flashed in the little guy's concerned eyes. Then he ran over with light steps and gently lifted the curtain with his little hand.
The moment the car curtain was lifted, sunlight poured in like a golden waterfall, sprinkling on Chu Lingfeng's slightly pale face.
Murong Chen noticed at a glance that Chu Lingfeng had a frown on his face. His body, which used to be as straight as a pine tree, was now sitting stiffly and motionless in the carriage, as if shrouded in an invisible melancholy.
The little guy's originally bright smile disappeared in an instant, replaced by full of worry, and he immediately asked anxiously.
"Nothing, just thinking about something."
Chu Lingfeng slowly shook his head, forced a smile, and made up a seemingly reasonable reason. His voice sounded a little dry and unnatural in the small space of the carriage.
After hearing this, Murong Chen's tense little face gradually relaxed again, and a smile as bright as the sun bloomed on his face again. His lively eyes suddenly rolled around, as if he had thought of something interesting.
Then she suddenly moved close to Chu Lingfeng, her small body almost sticking to Chu Lingfeng, and spoke mysteriously.
"Uncle Chu, I have some great news that you must want to hear!" Murong Chen's eyes sparkled, full of excitement and anticipation.
"Oh? What good news is it?" Chu Lingfeng was amused by his appearance. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he asked softly.
"Hehe, guess first!" Murong Chen grinned brightly, and that smile seemed to be able to dispel all the haze in the world.
He was absolutely certain that once Chu Lingfeng heard the news, he would be overjoyed.
Chu Lingfeng tilted his head slightly, pretending to think seriously. His eyes wandered back and forth on Murong Chen's little face filled with joy, trying to find a clue from his expression, but in the end he had no idea.
Helplessly, he raised his hands to beg for mercy. His slender fingers gently scratched Murong Chen's fair and tender face, and he said with a bit of pampering: "Little guy, your uncle Chu really can't guess it. He's almost racking his brains! Otherwise, please be merciful and tell me!"
"Hehe, no, no, this is a huge surprise! It would be boring to tell you now!" Murong Chen shook his head like a rattle. No matter how Chu Lingfeng coaxed him, he just pursed his lips tightly and refused to reveal a word.
This completely aroused Chu Lingfeng's curiosity. His eyes were full of inquiry and desire, but Murong Chen was like a solid fortress, keeping his mouth shut.
Chu Lingfeng thought hard, going over recent events in his mind over and over again, but still had no clue. He could only watch helplessly as Murong Chen skipped away like a happy little rabbit.
"What a cute little naughty boy! He's driving me crazy!"
Chu Lingfeng looked at Murong Chen's receding back and sighed dejectedly. His thoughts were still lingering on the unknown good news, so immersed in this depressed and curious mood, he didn't realize that Murong Ling'er was no longer in the team.
Murong Chen jumped back to the carriage like a happy little rabbit. His petite figure was like a nimble fish, moving back and forth swiftly in the narrow carriage.
He finally found the exquisite snacks specially prepared by his mother from the corner of the carriage full of debris after great efforts. Then, he carefully picked up a uniquely shaped kettle from the side. This kettle had a magical heat-insulating effect, which could keep the water in the kettle warm at all times.
Murong Chen opened the snack box with great joy. An enticing aroma filled his nose. He couldn't wait to pick up a piece of cake and put it in his mouth, chewing it gently. The sweet and delicious taste instantly filled his mouth.
After eating a few snacks, he felt extremely thirsty, so he quickly unscrewed the lid of the kettle, tilted his head back, gulped down a few big gulps of warm water, and burped contentedly.
After filling his stomach, Murong Chen suddenly seemed to think of something extremely important. He quickly took out paper and pen from the small package he carried with him, then sat upright on the car seat, and began to practice writing seriously, stroke by stroke, with a serious expression.
His chubby little hand tightly gripped the brush, trembling slightly as he tried hard to control the tip of the pen to leave neat handwriting on the paper.
At this moment, his little face was tense, and his big round eyes were staring at the paper intently, revealing immense concentration and seriousness, as if the world around him had completely disappeared, leaving only the paper, pen, and words to be written in front of him.
As time passed quietly, the sunlight outside the carriage gradually became softer. The sun, which was originally high in the sky, had quietly tilted to the west. The golden light it cast made the shadows on the ground longer and longer, like a beautiful painting.
In this way, Murong Chen was immersed in the world of calligraphy practice, and before he knew it, he had already written several large characters.
Just then, a loud noise came from outside. It turned out that the team was about to set off again. However, the familiar clatter of horse hooves continued to echo in my ears, but Murong Ling'er still hadn't returned...
Murong Chen's mind, which had been focused on practicing calligraphy, could no longer concentrate. He put down the pen in his hand and looked out of the carriage uneasily, with a hint of worry in his clear eyes.
He began to wonder if his mother was in danger or lost. All sorts of terrible thoughts flooded into his mind, making him feel uneasy.