If you are asked to fall in love, will you make the female star angry?

Chapter 488 Regret is the norm, and missing out is also art

Chapter 488 Regret is the norm, and missing out is also art
The two of them gently held hands and walked towards the distance.

Feeling each other's warmth.

The gentle breeze blows.

Slightly cool.

But it is far less than the warmth of the palm of your hand, which brings warmth to your heart.

Bai Lu suddenly raised her head and looked at Lin Yi.

"Brother Lin, now that we have come to this point, we are almost done. It's almost time."

Lin Yi shrugged and looked into the distance.

"Well, we have to keep moving forward."

"We are still two people, we are still together, and of course we have to move on."

"But looking back on this journey, I still feel a little regretful."

"Many things that I promised to do were not completed, and many things that I wanted to do were forgotten."

Having said that, he pulled Bai Lu and continued walking towards the school.

Bai Lu shrugged.

"Regret is the norm, and missing out is the art of life."

The two walked slowly.

Just like life, there is no rush.

When the one you love is in front of you, everything you want is at hand.

Life really becomes easy.

Bai Lu picked up the leaves nearby and blew them hard, but her mouth became numb and several leaves were broken into pieces.

It also couldn't make the sound that Lin Yi had just made when blowing the leaves.

He was so angry that he grabbed the leaves next to him, put them in his mouth and started biting them hard.

Well, someone is anxious.

Really urgent.

Lin Yi had no choice but to pinch Bai Lu's face.

"Blowing leaves requires skill. The wind has to just brush past the leaves. You have to feel the airflow, okay?"

"Is it like the Wind Whisperer in the anime?"

"Well, almost, but don't try to touch other people's porcelain."

Bai Lu was very obedient and blew it gently.

Soon some sounds were made.

But the sound... is still outrageous.

It’s just not that wonderful, but rather heavy. Don’t ask, it’s the sound of blowing your hand with your mouth.

When Lin Yi saw this scene, his face was full of helplessness. He turned around, reached into his pocket and took out a knife. He scraped off a branch from the willow tree next to him. It was a very tender and small branch.

Fold it gently in your hands.

Bai Lu saw this scene, and immediately raised her face, pursed her lips and said.
"Brother Lin, this is a bit rude of you. The person was staying there well, and you broke him?"

"Although, there is a poem called something like 'Breaking branches and blah blah'."

"So, what are you going to do?"

Seeing Bai Lu’s face full of clear stupidity.

Lin Yi shook his head helplessly.

"First, the one called 'Don't wait for the empty branches to be broken' is not some blah blah."

"Secondly, this branch needs to be trimmed anyway."

"Third, since you can't make any sound, of course I have to make you a whistle."

As he spoke, Lin Yi quickened his movements.

First make a small cut on it.

Then separate the bark and the trunk, cut off a part, and put it back in. In this way, a purely natural and pollution-free whistle is ready.

Looking at the wooden stick in Lin Yi's hand.

Bai Lu looked at Lin Yi with a confused look on her face.

"Brother Lin, are you sure this little thing can make a sound?"

Bai Lu's face was full of disbelief.

He picked up the whistle and blew hard.

Well, it tastes bitter, but the taste is somewhat sweet afterwards. But the next moment, the sound really rang out.

Like a bird taking off from the earth.

Bai Lu couldn't believe it. This was actually the sound coming from the whistle in her hand. She even turned her head to look.

But no so-called bird was seen.

Only then did I realize that this small wooden stick could actually make a sound, and the sound was quite loud.

"Brother Lin, you are really amazing."

Bai Lu's eyes lit up, and she hugged Lin Yi tightly, feeling the warmth and smell of Lin Yi's body, and suddenly tilted her head and said.

"Brother Lin, you smell like the mountains and forests."

Lin Yi shook his head helplessly.

"Okay, we have to leave quickly, otherwise you might starve to death in the wilderness."

Bai Lu immediately smiled embarrassedly.

"Brother Lin, how did you know I was going to say this?"

As he spoke, he blew the whistle hard again.

The viewers in the live broadcast room started to post comments.

"Wow, Brother Lin is really clever and deft."

"I remember when I was a kid, when a person's salary was only 10 or 20 yuan, other kids would go to the grocery store to buy rat shit to eat, and they would give me a small whistle. I didn't know what I was thinking at the time, so I cried and chased my grandma to ask for it."

"But grandma didn't have much money. She usually made money by selling vegetables from the vegetable garden at the door. Then she made me a whistle like this out of willow trees. It makes a very loud sound."

"Later, I realized that there is no distinction between high-quality and low-quality whistles. As long as a whistle can produce sound, it is a good whistle."

"It seems that Brother Lin and Bai Lu are already very familiar with each other. He has even predicted what Bai Lu is going to say."

Just as the brothers in the live broadcast room were talking.

Lin Yi and the other two also walked towards the distance.

The two held hands, Bai Lu blew a little whistle, and teased Lin Yi next to her from time to time, making a lot of noise.

Lin Yi, on the other hand, had a helpless look on his face, but also a doting smile.

The breeze blows by, with every step passed by.

The mountains and forests have responded clearly.

There are always some people who like to give some definition of love.

Give love a systematic progress bar, or label love. Youth should be passionate, middle-aged people should be supportive, and old age should be mutual support.

This is what love should be like.

The other party should be like this too.

This is how our life should be.

But love is not a game.

There is no way to define it.

There is no way to proceed according to plan.

Love is a lifetime, two people, three families.

Four seasons, five flavors.

Six desires and seven emotions.

Eight directions...

The other party is not as perfect as the content in the game or novel.

Life shouldn't be about traveling around or three meals a day.