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The two men in white who were sitting in the hall, who were rarely seen in the corridor, stood up, saluted and said.
"Xiao Liang, Xiao Jun." Gu Nan responded, the robe behind her tightened, and it was Lingqi who secretly pulled the corner of her clothes behind her.
The two teenagers also saw the girl behind Gu Nan.
"Sir, who is this?"
"This is Mr. Gu's disciple, named Lingqi." Zhugeying jumped out to the side of the table, finished his meal in a few mouthfuls, stood up and said.
"I'm going to help Mr. tidy up a room."
"I'll go too." Lingqi whispered behind Gu Nan, walked out, and followed Zhuge Ying.
Seeing Zhugeying leave with Lingqi in a hurry, the two teenagers and Gu Nan laughed softly in the hall.
After the meal, Zhuge Jun cleaned up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash.
Zhuge Liang went to the hall as if to get something. Gu Nan sat with Zhugeying and Lingqi who came back from cleaning.
After the two girls came back from cleaning, they seemed to be familiar with each other immediately. They didn't know what happened. They were sitting together and talking, and there was a burst of laughter from time to time.
Gu Nan couldn't understand the relationship between the girls. Sitting in front of the hall and watching the flowers occasionally fall in the courtyard, she could still remember how it looked when the tree was planted. Her memory is good, but for her, it shouldn't be a good thing.
"Mr. Gu, let's go to the mountains tomorrow."
Zhugeying ran over with Lingqi, and said with a smile.
"There are many flowering trees in the mountains, and they should all be blooming at this time."
This tree was also moved from that mountain at that time.
Lingqi behind her looked at Gu Nan with a blushing face, looking forward to it, she had never seen a mountain blooming.
"Okay." Gu Nan nodded with the corners of his mouth raised.
"Then we'll go tomorrow when the rain stops." Both girls looked impatient.
It must have heard the voice here.
Zhuge Jun poked his head out from the kitchen and said: "It has just rained, and the mountain is slippery. Remember to be careful."
Compared to Zhuge Liang, he is more like an elder brother.
"Boom." What was the sound of twitching? It was pulled away from the hall of the thatched cottage and immersed in the rain, as if it made the rain sway.
The sound is clean and pleasant to listen to.
Lingqi looked at the hall suspiciously, Zhugeying was taken aback for a moment, and then explained with a smile.
"Brother Zhong should be playing the piano. He doesn't play on weekdays. It should be Mr. Gu who is here."
I don't know if it was an illusion, Zhuge Ying's words made the piano sound in the hall slightly chaotic, but it was adjusted immediately.
Whether there is a mistake in playing it or not, I think it can only be heard by Zhou Lang, who recalled the song by mistake.
The sound of the rain is fine, and the sound of the piano is curling in the field.
The cool breeze was blowing on the face, and the two girls were sitting under the eaves shaking their legs, listening to the piano quietly, and the man in white was sitting in a daze holding a black stick.
This should be a rare peace in this world.
"It's so nice." Zhuge Ying squinted her eyes and raised her neck.
"Yeah." Lingqi sat beside her, and everyone the master knew was as good as the master.
"Really?" Zhugeying grinned as if he was the one being praised, and then said softly and helplessly.
"It's a pity that Brother Zhong is always just reading, so he doesn't play for me."
The sound of the thin rain has been falling for a long time, and I don't know if it will stop tonight. It is probably because of the girl's words, and the sound of the piano has been played for a long time. The two girls have been sitting under the eaves and listening, watching the flowers and trees fall. until they fall asleep.
Gu Nan sat motionless in front of the hall, leaning against a girl on her shoulder, snoring lightly, and another girl was lying on her lap, apparently she had already fallen asleep.
The two girls were not heavy, but her body was sore and numb, because she was afraid of waking up the girls and sat still for too long.
With a light breath, Gu Nan smiled lightly, she cherished such time very much.
Probably because in her time, most of the days are chaotic and alone.
The sound of the piano in the hall stopped, and with the sound of footsteps, Zhuge Liang walked out from behind Gu Nan.
Looking at the two people leaning on her, a smile appeared on Chang's plain face.
"Thank you sir."
Said softly, Zhuge Liang leaned down and carefully picked up Zhuge Ying, probably preparing to send her back to the room.
"Xiao Liang." Gu Nan called him softly.
Zhuge Liang stopped in his tracks and turned around suspiciously.
"The world is in chaos, have you ever thought about what you should do when you can't be alone?"
Indeed, all the places are in chaos at this time, and Nanyang will not be peaceful for too long.
When the soldiers and horses arrive, even the tranquility of this thatched hut should not be preserved.
Zhuge Liang didn't answer for a while, probably thinking for a while, he looked at the little girl in his arms, smiled suddenly, and stretched out his hand to brush her somewhat messy hair behind her ears.
There is no peace and chaos, he understands.
"At that time, it's good that Liang can protect his siblings."
Gu Nan smiled, stood up holding Lingqi, put her hand on the boy's head, and touched it.
"He looks like an elder brother, so let's rest earlier."
As he spoke, he walked down the corridor and left.
In front of the hall, Zhuge Liang stood there for a while, blushing and coughing.
the second day.
Zhuge Ying was sick, her face was flushed, and she couldn't get off the ground.
Yesterday I sat under the rain and fell asleep in front of the hall, probably because of the cold.
After taking the pulse, Gu Nan took Lingqi to the mountains to collect herbs, and Zhuge Jun also followed, after all, he was very familiar with the nearby mountain fields.
"Squeak."
The wooden door was pushed open, allowing the light from outside to come in. A girl was lying on the bed, her face was very red.
Walking in was a young man in a white robe, holding a bowl of porridge in his hand, which was still steaming, it should have just been made.
"Brother Zhong?" The girl on the bed opened her eyes and looked at the boy, her voice was weak.
"Little sister, eat something." Zhuge Liang walked to the bed and put down the porridge. He didn't know what to do at this time.
"Brother Zhong, I don't want to eat." Zhuge Ying just felt uncomfortable and didn't want to eat anything.
"Well, then don't eat."
Zhuge Liang nodded, picked up the porridge again, looked at the little girl on the bed and stood there for a while, then turned and left.
The room fell silent.
Probably after a while, the door was opened.
Zhuge Liang came in with a piano in his arms, and sat cross-legged by the bed.
After hesitating for a moment, he asked softly.
"Whatever little sister wants to hear, Brother Zhong will play it for you."
It's a pity that brother Zhong always reads and seldom plays for me.
He heard my little sister mention it yesterday, and he just remembered that he seemed to be reading all the time.
"Brother Zhong." Zhuge Ying's voice was a little soft, and if you didn't listen carefully, you might not be able to hear clearly.
"What's wrong?"
"I want to see flowers."