Shen Congxin has already eaten two bowls of rice, with a look of satisfaction on his face, "Uncle, the dishes you cook are really delicious, especially this shrimp looks so bland, I didn't expect it to taste so good."
Uncle Zhong smiled and said, "Then eat more."
Qi Yun looked at Uncle Zhong who had been standing by the table, and pulled out the chair beside him, "Old man, you can sit and eat too."
Old Uncle Zhong waved his hand, "The Xing family has strict rules, and the servants are not allowed to serve the table."
Shen Congxin grabbed another half bowl of rice in one breath, "What age is this, and you still talk about old feudalism."
Qi Yun glanced at him and pointed outside, "Go to the door to eat."
Shen Congxin immediately lowered his face and held his rice bowl. Before leaving, he grabbed half a bowl of vegetables and obediently went to the door.
Only then did Qi Yun say to Uncle Zhong, "The old man should know the purpose of my visit today."
Uncle Zhong's gaze swept across the string of beads on Qi Yun's wrist.
"The young master left you this string of beads. I think his intention is to let you let go of your obsessions. Everything has a destiny, so why should you be obsessed, sir."
Qi Yun stroked the string of beads on his wrist, "I asked for a lot of things in the first half of my life, but none of them were in my heart. There is only one person who is attached to my heart and will never be forgotten in my life."
There was a sudden thunder in the sky, and Uncle Zhong looked at the dark clouds outside,
"This season, there are always thunderstorms, heavy winds and heavy rains. If you don't mind, you can stay here for one night."
Old Uncle Zhong took Qi Yun and Shen Congxin into the inner house. All the people Qi Yun brought were sent out by him, and they stayed at the door of Xing's house and refused to leave.
Shen Congxin opened his mouth and eyes full of surprise along the way, "Uncle, this house must have been around for hundreds of years, right? It's so big, isn't it the mansion of a prince or a noble family?"
Uncle Zhong nodded, "The old man bought it from a nobleman of the last generation. It was the mansion of a prince in a certain dynasty in the old days."
"You usually live alone?" Shen Congxin looked around, it was all antiques.
"Someone takes care of it during the day, and I guard the house alone at night. The front is the yard where the young master always lives. I clean it every day, so let's rest here tonight."
With that said, Uncle Zhong pushed open the courtyard door, Qi Yun's feet froze, and the hand that was beating on his side tightened indistinctly when he stepped in.
Old Uncle Zhong took them into the main house. Once inside, Shen Congxin covered his mouth. The outer wall of the main house was covered with musical instruments and a few costumes.
Old Uncle Zhong pointed to the top, "Miss was proficient in all kinds of musical instruments during her lifetime, and after the young master was born, he was taught by the young lady. The master was a play idiot before his death, and the young master studied opera for many years in order to make the master happy. He was gifted and very smart. It's always quick to learn something."
Qi Yun raised his hand and touched the spotless desk, but no, Wan Wan has always been very smart. Thinking of Wan Wan, Qi Yun's eyes unconsciously brought a smile, and Shen Congxin quickly asked Uncle Zhong, "Uncle, where do I live."
Uncle Zhong smiled, "Sir, come with me."
Old Uncle Zhong went out with Shen Congxin. There was only Qi Yun left in the room. Qi Yun walked through the screen and went into the inner room. There was a pipa hanging on the wall. Qi Yun took a closer look at everything in the room. His legs that had not fully recovered were a little sore. He walked slowly to the bed and sat down. The bedding was new and sunny. smell. A hand-made doll was placed at the corner of the bed. Qi Yun picked up the doll, raised his hand and touched every place lightly, and finally flicked it on the doll's forehead.
Don't be naughty, late night, come out, don't hide from me.
Qi Yun's eyes dimmed, looking at the doll in his hand, fascinated.
Shen Congxin followed Old Uncle Zhong to another room in the yard, and was about to enter the door, when Shen Congxin suddenly stopped at the door of the room, "Uncle, I know you are a good person. Don't look at my eldest cousin who looks like he is going to die. Looking for my cousin sister-in-law for half a year is going crazy. In order to find him, he is dying of rehabilitation. He came here as soon as I got the news that you are not well. If you have any news about my cousin, please let me know. It's not easy for him these days."
Shen Congxin was really anxious, he saw Qi Yun's struggle all the way. Rehabilitation during the day is life-threatening, and at night, I am in a daze with the photo that I have seen many times. He took a peek at it, and the big cousin in the photo was still an infant.
Once he asked Qi Yun not afraid of death, "I'm still a baby, I still can't see my face, what the hell are you looking at?"
Qi Yun was silent for a long time and said a word without beginning or end. Only by looking at this can I be sure that he really existed. There was a time when Shen Congxin felt that he was really going crazy. It’s not that he didn’t let people who had seen Xing Zhongwan repeat his appearance. He searched for many famous painters at home and abroad, and when he drew it, Qi Yun said, “It’s not like this in the evening.” of.
Every time Shen Congxin goes to pay homage to his godmother, he is about to cry. Big cousin is not crazy. He is going crazy. Let me watch big cousin. Does big cousin need me to watch? Life is more self-disciplined than him. But as long as it involves the big cousin who has never met, he is abnormal.
Old Uncle Zhong patted him on the shoulder, "You are a good boy, and you also persuade Mr. not to force anything."
Leaving this sentence, a thunderstorm passed, the downpour came, and the rain curtain covered the sky, Shen Congxin regained his senses, and Uncle Zhong had left with an umbrella.
late night, don't go! On the bridge, a tall man's back has been walking ahead. Qi Yun wants to catch up, but every time he is about to meet, his back disappears.
Qi Yun looked at the phantom that disappeared in front of his eyes, and the words with a soft Jiangnan accent in his ears, Qi Yun, why did you lie to me, you can't find me, can't find...
"No, I don't want to lie to you, I was wrong lately!"
Qi Yun suddenly opened his eyes, his whole body was soaked wet, his flustered eyes gradually returned to clarity, he slowly sat up, the rain was pouring into the sky outside the window, and there were occasional thunderstorms, Qi Yun touched his sweaty forehead , buried his head between his knees, the cold all over his body soaked into the marrow everywhere, and the one who could help him drive the cold away no longer wanted him.
The next morning was sunny, as if the rainstorm had never happened last night. Old Uncle Zhong took Qi Yun to the door and handed him a packet of tea, "I grow it at home. If you don't mind, take it back and taste it."
Qi Yun took over Shen Congxin, who was handed over to the side, "The old man is old, you can come to me if you have anything in the future."
"You are welcome, sir."
Qi Yun said, "Wanwan is not in the country, I should take care of you on his behalf."
Uncle Zhong was stunned for a moment, but he didn't say no.
After finishing speaking, Qi Yun got into the car and carefully looked at the centuries-old house again. After closing the car door, Uncle Zhong bowed his body until the long motorcade disappeared in front of him. The old man sighed. With a bang, the glimmer of hope in the eyes of the gentleman when he came is gone today.
In the car, Shen Congxin asked Qi Yun if he was going to the airport. Qi Yun looked out the window and did not speak. Shen Congxin told the driver to drive slower. Qi Yun suddenly said, "Is there a famous bridge here?" Several of the entourage were People from Jiangnan, Qi Yun would reply shortly after he spoke, that's true.
Qi Yun thought for a while, "Let's go take a look."
In the early summer, there were not many tourists. Qi Yun was sitting on the boat alone. The cool breeze on the lake was very comfortable, and the beautiful scenery was in full view. Unfortunately, the person who was with him is no longer there. He couldn't see it back then, but now he sees it, but he can't see the same scenery as that person.
It's not that Xing Zhengping hasn't been found, and coercion and inducement can't pry his mouth open. There is only one sentence at a time, the Xing family tree does not have Xing Zhongwan, the third master admits the wrong person.
Qi Yun got off the boat and got off the bridge. When pedestrians passed by him, there were always people looking back at him. The surrounding bodyguards swept over and held up an umbrella for Qi Yun to block the sun and people's curious eyes.
After saying that he was the only one left, Qi Yun made a stop gesture to the bodyguard behind him, and walked slowly to the middle of the bridge, feeling very calm.
Jiangnan in early summer was a bit sultry, and Qi Yun was sweating a little in his formal shirt. Standing in the middle of the bridge, he suddenly felt at a loss. The only clue was broken. The old man refused to say that Qi Yun could not force him, that he could not do anything else Unhappy things at night.
Qi Yun's eyes fell on the Buddha beads on his wrist,
In the evening, I went back to Qi's house. Shen Qinghong said to me that only by climbing to a higher position can I find you.
In the past, fighting for fame and fortune did not follow my heart, but now it is to find you.
Qi Yun put his hand on the stone fence of the bridge, the surface was a little hot from the sun.
The bodyguards behind him followed him not far or near.
Yes, there are a lot of people around me. For my name and my profit, there is more fear and fear. It seems that my side is very lively. Once everything attached to my surface disappears, I will still be alone. .
Wan Wan said, "Qi Yun, smile more, it looks good when you smile."
Qi Yun twitched the corners of his mouth with difficulty. After he left late, he never smiled again, and the joy that came from his heart was gone.
Qi Yun closed his eyes mockingly and stretched out his hand to feel the warm wind in the past.
I am here and where are you.