Chang Sihao was in a depressed mood and upset. After finishing the tea and putting down the cup, he stood up and left.

After leaving the small courtyard of Alliance Leader Zheng's house, the others stopped. Qin Juexiang still accompanied them, saying as they walked: "Brother, why, you seem to be unhappy," Chang Sihao murmured, "Should I be happy?" Qin Juexiang laughed. He said: "Of course, people should be happy and live happily all the time, so that their life is not in vain. If you are unhappy, who can you blame, not yourself?"

Chang Sihao thought that what you ordered Qi Zhonghua and his gang to do was because you were happy for yourself. He glanced at his face with the corner of his eyes, nodded and pretended to agree, and said tentatively: "By the way, Jue Xiang, there must be many famous doctors in the capital. I'm interested in bringing Yin'er here, but I don't know what you think."

Qin Juexiang turned around and looked around: "It's better not to worry about it. Hengshan's medical skills are the best in the world. Sister Xin can't do anything, let alone others. I've told Ma Mingshao to send someone to take her home and nurse her back to health slowly." ," Chang Sihao said in surprise: "When did this happen? Why didn't you tell me?" Qin Juexiang smiled: "It's been a few days, I forgot to tell you, alas, he sent these few This guy seems to be a newbie in the capital, he's a clumsy guy, and he didn't even write a letter to report back, so I'm really worried about getting things done."

Chang Sihao knew that he was in the drizzle and wanted to pave the way for something to happen in the future. He felt sore in his chest and put one hand on his shoulder. He slowed down a little and said: "Jue Xiang, your sister's life is miserable. Apart from you, I have no other relatives. There are some things that we don’t want, and she doesn’t want them either. But now that it has happened, we men should support her. If even you and I despise it, teach her how to live. ,"

Qin Juexiang grinned and said: "How could you dislike her?"

Chang Sihao understood what he meant: the problem was not with Qin Ziyin, but with the unborn child. He wanted to persuade him, but he felt a sense of dejection and powerlessness pervading his body. He was in a daze for a moment, and then sighed: " What I want to say has already been said on Crouching Tiger Mountain, so I won’t repeat it now.” He stopped and said, “Jue Xiang, if those people are rough in their work, you can send more people now and hurry over to take care of them. It’s still not too late,”

Qin Juexiang smiled faintly, reached over his shoulder, pressed lightly on the back of his hand, and said in a comforting tone: "Brother, don't worry, it's okay. I said the same thing. Ever since the Qin family has been in trouble, I have always made things right." Thinking about the worst, it has become a habit. In fact, Brother Ma is doing things well, and most of the people he arranges will not have problems, so don’t worry about it."

Their eyes met, and a warmth came from the back of his hand. Chang Sihao shuddered, silently nodded, and slowly withdrew his hand.

The two of them continued walking without saying anything.

There was only the sound of "sand, sand" left in the empty yard, which made it feel a little more deserted.

Arriving at the door of the main altar, Chang Sihao stopped at the foot of the steps and turned sideways: "You still live here," Qin Juexiang said: "Dubao Building is now in a mess. I can learn martial arts here and have someone to protect me. Why?" It's not a pleasure," Chang Sihao nodded absently, but hesitated: "I... live in Jiangmi Lane,"

Qin Juexiang had a smile on his face.

Looking into his eyes, Chang Sihao had the illusion of falling into an abyss. In a trance, he suddenly came back to his senses and turned around quickly. In an instant, his heart was soaked with sadness and turned into a damp wetland.

After walking more than ten feet, there are still eyes on my back.

He stepped slightly, raised his head to the sky, took a long breath and exhaled. Finally, he resisted the desire to look back. He grabbed the collar of his coat and shook it violently to shake off the weight of his gaze. He walked with his head held high and quickly disappeared around the corner.

He kept shuttling through the gaps between people, moving forward like a boat against the current, wanting to wash away all the troubles, fetters and hesitations on his body behind him. The flow of people became more and more urgent, and then became thinner and thinner. He didn’t know when he had already rushed. After leaving the city, we reached a small hill with scattered dead trees. We suddenly stopped and turned around. The sky was clear and cold, and the iron walls of the city were far away under the floating clouds. The chess roads around us were deserted, and the mountains were covered with snow. It was a desolate place for thousands of miles.

For a moment, sadness suffocated him. He puffed up his chest, opened his arms, and took a long breath.

,,Let’s go, let’s leave this heartless and meaningless place.

,,Let's go, let's go, take Yin'er to find Ayao.

,,The three of us went to see the Yellow River together and traveled in all directions... The world is so big, where...

"Where is the East Factory..."

The cold wind came and searched him, carving him into a silent and cold statue.

The moon is rising.

The Changfu courtyard in Jiangmi Lane is dark blue, quiet and peaceful. Under the eaves of the main hall, Gu Siyi is wearing a red dress, holding a piece of paper in her hand, pacing thoughtfully in the light at the door, her feet Two shadows crisscrossed each other back and forth, lightly cutting the bright yellow ground.

It wasn't until Chang Sihao approached that she realized it. She stopped and said sideways, "You're back."

Chang Sihao passed her and silently entered the hall.

Gu Siyi came with a soup basin to clean his hands and said: "Mr. Liang came here today and said that the song book has been revised. He came to ask about the arrangements. He stayed here all afternoon, but Jin Wu didn't come. You weren’t there either, and you left later,”

Chang Sihao nodded and sat on the chair.

He reached into the basin, but was too lazy to move.

Seeing this, Gu Siyi came over to hold his hand and gently rubbed it with water. The just right temperature of the water and the smooth touch of the female fingers made Chang Sihao's body feel lighter and he suddenly felt at home.

He understood a little of Qin Juexiang's feelings for Xinlu, and a warm light of hope filled his heart.

If a person still desires feelings...

Gu Siyi wiped his hands for him, took away the soup basin, came back and said with a smile: "You are tired. Madam said she would prepare dinner for you herself. She is cooking in the kitchen now. Let me make you a cup of tea first." She turned around At this moment, his sleeves dropped and a piece of paper fell. Without realizing it, Chang Sihao looked at it for a while and then leaned over to pick it up. It turned out to be a small piece of paper with some cursive script written on it. He glanced at the words on it twice. , his eyes were fixed for a moment, a smile appeared on his lips, and he quickly put the note into his arms.

Not long after, Gu Siyi came back, put the tea tray on the table, arranged the tea bowl, and brought the pot to pour. Chang Sihao adjusted his sleeves and said casually: "Sister, what do you think Mr. Liang's opera and singing are like?"

Gu Siyi said: "Of course it is first-class,"

Chang Sihao nodded: "I have known Mr. Liang for a short time, but I admire him very much. Not only is he first-rate in writing and singing, he also has good patience."

Gu Siyi was surprised: "How do you know he is patient?"

Chang Sihao smiled: "If he is not patient enough, he will leave immediately. How can he wait here all afternoon?"

Gu Siyi's eyes flickered, she looked away from him and said, "That's... I was chatting with him. It's always not good to let guests wait here."

Chang Sihao nodded and smiled: "My sister is still considerate," he said, picking up the tea bowl and blowing on it, and suddenly sighed: "Oh, Mr. Liang is good at everything, but he is romantic by nature and likes to be merciful..." He glanced around , Gu Siyi's hands folded in front of her abdomen were rubbed gently, seeming a little uneasy.

He took a gentle sip, put the tea bowl on the table, and looked around: "Yin'er hasn't finished dinner yet? I'm a little hungry," Gu Siyi said: "It's almost time, I see she has stewed the bones." The soup needs to be simmered for a longer time before it tastes better." Chang Sihao nodded, stretched, and murmured: "Oh, I'm tired," and reached out to rub his neck and shoulders.

Gu Siyi came over and exchanged hands with him. Chang Sihao leaned back and closed his eyes as if enjoying it: "It feels good. Whoever marries my sister will be really lucky." Gu Siyi gently applied force on her hand. Son: "You are talking nonsense. You were with Jin Wu and you were ruined by him." Chang Sihao smiled and did not refute. After a while, Gu Siyi said: "Then Mr. Liang is really romantic? , I don’t think he is like that kind of person." Chang Sihao suppressed a smile, raised one eyelid, and glanced back slightly: "Oh, what kind of person does he look like to me?" Gu Siyi said, "He looks good. He seems rough, but he is actually quite delicate and considerate." Chang Sihao said, "Really? My sister has only met him twice, but we know each other very well." Gu Siyi pursed her lips and stopped talking. .

Chang Sihao said: "Today I went to Dubaolou and saw the girls there in groups of three and five. I didn't know what they were talking about. When I asked, I found out that they were comparing each other and who did Mr. Liang write it for? The poem is good,”

Gu Siyi asked: "He writes poems to many girls. What poems do he write?"

"Of course it goes without saying," Chang Sihao patted the armrest of the chair: "Of course it's a love poem. Which girl is particularly beautiful, he will also give one as a gift." As he spoke, he felt the massage on his shoulders was light and the rhythm was gentle. He hesitated and followed up again. Gu Siyi's voice lowered: "He is a great talent. There is nothing wrong with writing poems to give away." Chang Sihao said, "Later, the girls competed and finally selected the best one." Come on, the girl who got this poem is indeed the most beautiful. How that poem was said, I was quite impressed at the time, but I can't remember it..." Gu Siyi's tone turned cold. : "If you can't remember, don't tell me."

Chang Sihao said: "Ah, wait, I remembered, the first sentence is...the cold air penetrates the sparse lattice...what is broken is what is violent..."

Gu Siyi stopped her hand and quickly continued: "It's just right, Po Feng'er is fierce,"

Chang Sihao smiled and said: "Yes, yes, the wind is blowing fiercely, and then... well, there is a lamp on my back, and I can hear something clear in the autumn night... some bird is chirping..."

Gu Siyi continued sadly: "The dewdrops in Gaowu are clear in the autumn night, Nanshan Zigui cries, the moon sets in the dark behind the west gate, where is the dawn clock, it is the fifth watch, sitting in a smoke cage until dawn, dreaming tossing and turning, can't I be alone all my life? Naixiang is cold and the seal is cold, the quilt is cold and the pillow is cold..." When he said the next few words, his eyes gradually straightened, and his eye circles became a little red.

Chang Sihao tilted his head and looked back, pretending to be surprised: "Why, has my sister heard of this poem too?"

Gu Siyi straightened up, turned around from behind the chair, and walked slowly to the middle hall, looking at the window paper: "When we were chatting in the afternoon, he told me about his experience of studying opera in time for the exam. When it came to his life experience, I also talked about it. When he was in the palace, he was very moved when he heard about it, so he wrote the poem "Flowers of Four Seasons" on the spot as a gift to me. Every word of blood and tears in the poem expressed my ten years of loneliness. Ever since I was a child, I have never encountered such a thing. I didn’t expect a person to understand my inner feelings so well...that’s all, that’s all,”

"That's it, haha,"

Chang Sihao took out the small piece of paper from his sleeve, looked at the title, and said seriously: "Well, it is indeed the flower of the four seasons. Well, give it to Miss Siyi. Well, will you be alone for the rest of your life? Mr. Liang's poem is so good , the words are good, everything is good, everything is good..."

Gu Siyi suddenly turned around and saw Xiao Jian. She was startled for a moment. She pinched the space at the edge of her sleeves. She reacted immediately and felt her cheeks were red and swollen. She felt embarrassed that she had nowhere to hide. Chang Siyi Hao smiled and said: "Sister, there is no need to be shy. I was just joking. Mr. Liang is not married yet. If sister is interested, I will propose marriage to you. We are all good friends. He will always give me three points of thin noodles, right?" Gu Siyi said: "Whoever wants to marry him, please come back quickly." He stretched out his hand to grab it, but stepped on the edge of her skirt. She stumbled and fell into Chang Sihao's arms, and was caught by his big hands: "Sister, I mean it sincerely." "Well, Mr. Liang clearly cares about you in this poem, and you don't seem to hate him. In that case, why are you hiding?"

"Stop talking," Gu Siyi struggled away, with a sullen look on her face.

After all, she had been in the palace for a long time, and her face was quite majestic. Chang Sihao was afraid that she would really get angry, so he handed the note back and said: "Sister, why are you doing this?"

Gu Siyi turned her back to the door, lowered her head, and heard the sound of paper pages being folded in her hand.

After a long while, she said slowly: "In this world, colorful clouds are easy to scatter, glass is easy to break, and love never lasts. It is enough for us to look at the mountains and rivers and keep a piece of the scenery in each other's hearts."

Footsteps approached in the back hall, and Qin Ziyin walked over wearing a white rolled-edge apron, holding a casserole in his hand, and called to the two of them with a smile: "Mr. Gu, sister of the Gu family, come here quickly and have a taste of my craftsmanship."

"Haha, it's better to come early than to come early. Is sister-in-law willing to give me a pair of chopsticks for my little brother?" As he spoke, Liu Jinwu stepped into the room and saw Gu Siyi. He was stunned: "Hey, sister, why are you crying? Who bullied you? I'll take it out on you, little brother."

Gu Siyi said angrily: "You bastard, you are always willing to grant empty favors. I just yawned, so there is no need for you."
Chapter completed!