The fine raindrops dripped down in a straight line along the black tile eaves, like a bead curtain hanging in front of the door. After a commotion in the small alley, it fell into a kind of serene silence. Occasionally, a few people came here especially for the name, and after staying at the opposite door for a while, they hesitated to enter the "Spring Banquet".
"Who is singing on a rainy day, the raindrops are falling from the eaves, shattering the past in the singing, we have lost contact for a long time, and the number is so familiar that I dare not dial it again..." The low hoarse voice accompanied by the guitar sounded A kind of inexplicable sadness connects the bleak spring rain together, like weaving a hazy dream of a teenager, with endless sadness and nostalgia passing by.
When the proprietress came out of the kitchen, she was holding a celadon bowl that was as transparent as thin ice. The soft glutinous rice was dotted with green beans and diced young bamboo shoots. Intertwined, lingering in the house for a long time. At this time, the store was still deserted and there were no customers.
Cheng Henian put the guitar aside, and when he came out after washing his hands, he had already changed into another face. The depression and sorrow in his eyes disappeared, leaving only the bright smile. She slid her face onto the steaming glutinous rice again, took a deep breath, and said with a smile, "It smells so good."
"Let's eat." The proprietress lowered her eyelashes, with a gentle smile on her face, and there seemed to be no moment of anxiety or anger in her soft-spoken body. When Cheng Henian came here with Ji Yaoguang and the others for the first time, he couldn't forget the delicious food here. Later, when he had a very accidental glimpse in the courtyard, he suddenly found a peach blossom source for his impetuous heart to calm down. In the past, when she had no inspiration when writing songs, she locked herself in the room to vent for a few days and nights, but now, she can't wait to move to this "Spring Banquet". The facade looks narrow, but there is something different inside. The large courtyard is connected to several rows of wing rooms, most of which are empty.
As soon as the proprietress disappeared, the fast-talking Xiao Zhao came out from another corner, staring at Cheng Henian with a little jealousy and dissatisfaction in his eyes. She kicked the stool and asked, "You said that besides eating and drinking here, what else would you do? Believe it or not, I took a photo and posted it on the Internet! Let your fans chase you here .”
Cheng Henian smiled when he heard the words, and pretended to be generous and said: "That's good, our spring banquet will be lively when there are more people. I'm afraid that you and I will be kicked out by the proprietress." According to her observations during this period , I found that the proprietress is actually a very Buddhist person, she doesn't care about the income and expenditure of this inn at all, as if opening this inn is just for feelings. Only those who are not short of money can do this. When looking at the proprietress, Cheng Henian still couldn't help feeling emotional. She also had a few unrealistic dreams in her heart, but in the end, wasn't she polished off by reality
"Huh, that's it!" Xiao Zhao picked up her chin slightly, and vented her anger at Cheng Henian with her nostrils. When she mentioned the proprietress, her eyes were filled with admiration, "Our proprietress is different from the woman at the opposite door. What kind of live broadcast smears our spring banquet, and I don’t even think about where I came from, and who helped her little by little! Now she is developing towards a big star, so it’s not our turn to make irresponsible remarks You also know that the rumors on the Internet are violent and terrifying, and if you tell the truth, you will be drowned by the spittle of those fans."
Cheng Henian hooked his lips, feeling very interesting, she could only get a small amount of information from the mouth of the proprietress, but Zhao Xi is different, she has a big mouth, she can't wait to confide her full of grievances to passers-by, so as to pull them together stand in line. "There is a story, let's tell it and listen to it?"
"One or two of you stars are unreliable." Zhao Xi rolled his eyes and said.
Cheng Henian, who was lying innocently on the gun, spread her hands, she shrugged and said, "I'm not a celebrity, please call me a radio drama boss. By the way, Xi'er, have you listened to the radio drama I sent you before?" Cheng Henian also winked ambiguously at Zhao Xi. As soon as Zhao Xi heard her words, he exploded, bounced away like a cat, and said angrily: "Don't give me those things to spoil me! And don't call me Xi'er! It sounds like a maid." The last murmur was almost blown away by the wind. The voice of the proprietress came from the kitchen, Zhao Xiyi turned his head and walked away angrily with an empty bowl, while Cheng Henian took out a piece of paper from the side to paint and paint, Ci Ji Yaoguang gave her all, but this program was assigned to her The task is far more than just composing music for words.
Cheng Henian, who was completely immersed in the world of music, did not notice that another guest had quietly arrived at the spring banquet. It's already past the meal time, and of course it's not for dinner. When the last melody symbol was drawn, Cheng Henian stretched and caught a glimpse of the person sitting quietly by the side. It's been a while since I heard from Lu Yusheng. When I first saw her, she was a little dazed. After a while, she smiled lazily and said, "It's Teacher Lu. It's a coincidence that we met here."
"Unfortunately." Lu Yusheng shook her head, she pursed her lips and said, "I came here specially to find you."
"Looking for me?" Cheng Henian pointed to herself, and after a chuckle, she pretended to be incredulous. She pretended not to understand the emotion in Lu Yusheng's eyes, and put away all the papers scattered on the table, neatly stacking them aside, before returning He asked slowly, "How is Teacher Lu recently?"
"It's okay, how about you?" Lu Yusheng blinked, and a brisk smile appeared on his face the next moment.
"Busy, I'm so busy." She twirled the pen around her fingertips, and without waiting for Lu Yusheng to ask, she took the initiative to mention it, "I took on some work, and even postponed the matter of the radio drama club indefinitely. "
Lu Yu asked: "Is it from Ji Kaiyang?"
"Yes." Cheng Henian nodded, tilted his head and smiled with his chin propped up, "Mr. Lu, don't you know everything?"
Lu Yusheng was silent for a moment before speaking again: "You joined Beidou Entertainment? Why didn't you want to invite you before, but now—"
"It's not what you think." Cheng Henian interrupted Lu Yusheng, and the frivolous smile on her face has been put away, "My thoughts have never changed, I don't want to be ups and downs in the entertainment circle, but there is one thing you said It’s all right, because of my hobbies and work, I can’t completely break away from this circle. I have been writing music, and my name will not disappear from the circle for the time being. But under this situation, I My heart, my person is still free. I have long been tired of the days of facing countless audiences on the stage and letting go of my voice in the noisy and hustle and bustle, I am not suitable." The corner of the eye fell on Lu Yusheng Seeing her listening carefully, he continued, "Actually, there is another reason. It is true that the jobs I took before were all relatively small and trivial, like olive branches extended by a leader in the circle. I have never touched it, but this time I picked it up, firstly because of Ji Yaoguang, and secondly because I thank Mr. Ji from Beidou for helping me settle the previous troubles, I don't want to owe anything."
"I understand." Lu Yusheng sighed softly, "I respect your choice. I pressed you every step of the way before. I didn't consider your mood. I'm sorry."
"There's nothing to apologize for." Cheng Henian said with a relaxed smile, "Many people are like this. My stubborn side also caused you a lot of trouble. I apologize to you."
Lu Yusheng chuckled lightly: "I haven't seen you for a while, your mentality has changed a lot." I still remember Zhang Yang when we first met, the prickly and unruly appearance that seemed to stab everyone who came close to him with cuts and bruises. Has the bad habit of speaking out gradually changed after experiencing one storm after another on the Internet? Cheng Henian is a very talented person, but after seeing her, almost everyone will only leave the impression of being arrogant and ostentatious-not bad, but definitely not good.
Cheng Henian half-jokingly said: "Because I have started to practice Buddhism, as you know, a monk must first have a peaceful mind."
"Really?" Lu Yusheng hooked his lips, "The irritable old Taoist escaped into Buddhism? Then Master Cheng, I want to ask one thing, are we still friends now?"
"Amitabha." Following Lu Yusheng's words, Cheng Henian clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "We are brothers all over the world, and every benefactor I meet is a friend of a poor monk." Only a cassock and gold bowl, then you can step on the white horse and wander around... No, it's a journey to the west to learn from the scriptures.
The lingering rain is ticking, and there is a breath of spring sprouting in the moist soil.
The siren in the bush jumped up and jumped onto the corridor, shaking off the rainwater. Its graceful steps left a string of wet footprints on the wooden porch, its claws strung the door frame and meowed, but the excrement shoveler ignored its voice. The siren twisted violently, raised its tail and pointed its butt towards the door, but soon it was attracted by other things. It landed lightly on the railing beside it. It crouched and looked at the person running back and forth in the rain, jumping around in the place where she put things, and messed up the neatly stacked corners of wood.
The wood brought back by Chang Yu is placed in the yard, if it gets wet from the rain—
All An Muyu's thoughts revolved around Chang Yu alone. At the moment when the lingering rain began to fall, she stood in the corridor and waited and watched. After a long time, she hurriedly broke into the rain curtain. Little by little, go to "rescue" the piece of wood that was wet by the rain.
"Ah-choo—" The chill was penetrating to the bone, and water dripped from her wet hair. An Muyu glared angrily at this troublesome kitten, with fierce eyes that wished she could swallow it alive.
The siren instinctively sensed the danger, and after a meow, it ran into another corner and quickly disappeared in front of An Muyu.