The West Wind is a song that leaves people mourning

After many months, Murong Qian stood in the small courtyard on Changxin Road again, with mixed emotions in her heart.

Uncle Zhang opened the door and saw her, he was very surprised. He who had always opened his mouth to say anything, now he hesitated as if he was stuttering, "Mu... Yan..." For a long time, he didn't know what to call her.

Murong Qian grabbed the fan in her hand, cupped her hands, nodded and said, "Yan Ruyu."

Only then did Lao Zhang respectfully address "Master Yan", but his mind was confused, and he winked at Gu Yunlan, trying to figure out what was going on.

Gu Yunlan didn't explain, and urged Lao Zhang to leave. After Lao Zhang left, he brought Murong Qian into the house.

In the room, the arrangement that Ah Xiangyi Murong Qian likes to make is still maintained.

Murong Qian looked at the familiar scene in front of her, and then at the scar left on Gu Yunlan's neck, her eyes felt astringent and her nose turned sore.

Her face remained calm, "I've come and read it too, now I want you to tell me, or I want to tell you."

At this moment, Gu Yunlan was standing in front of the door of the room where Murong Qian once lived. He wanted to tell her that her room was still helping her maintain its original appearance, but he finally let go of the hand holding the doorknob, leaving With a "wait a moment", he turned and went to the kitchen.

Murong Qian stood alone in the living room, looking at the sofa, tables and chairs, curtains, the paintings on the wall, and the piano in the corner of the living room, and finally when her eyes fell on the door of the room where Gu Yunlan lived later, her phoenix eyes felt a little blurred.

Hearing the sound of Gu Yunlan leaving the kitchen, she quickly turned sideways to the other side, raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and closed her eyes to adjust her mind.

Gu Yunlan once saw Murong Qian frowning while drinking coffee in the Marshal's Mansion, so he specially made a cup for her, and didn't want to accidentally spill it when he bent down to put the tea table.

He hurriedly said, "I'll make another cup."

Murong Qian looked at his trembling hands, "No need."

Gu Yunlan tried his best to suppress the shaking of his hands, and returned the coffee cup to the tray, "It doesn't matter, it will be soon."

Murong Qian didn't know what to insist on, she was a little annoyed, and said sharply, "I said, no need."

Gu Yunlan was stunned for a moment before saying, "I just want to treat you better, and I don't want to make you angry again."

angry?Are you angry?
It wasn't for Gu Yunlan waking up, Murong Qian didn't even notice that she was angry.

She calmed down a little, and said, "I'm not here for coffee, so you don't have to worry about it, just speak straight."

Gu Yunlan finally stopped having trouble with that set of coffee cups, stopped, stood up straight, and said softly, "Chu Qi."

Murong Qian didn't answer.

It took Gu Yunlan a long time to look into Murong Qian's eyes. These Ruifeng pupils were narrower and longer than these, and the cinnabar mole under the left eye was even more eye-catching.

Enduring the pain in his heart, he said again, "Chu Qi...is the name she gave me."

Before that, Murong Qian didn't look at Gu Yunlan's face, but only looked at where he was standing.

Hearing these words, her heart trembled suddenly, and she raised her eyes to meet Gu Yunlan's gaze.

The words were endless, but she understood that Chu Qi was the name she gave him.

His name was Chu Qi, and he raised a cat named Chu Qi. It was no coincidence that the Chu Qi she knew was not beaten to death with a stick because of murder and arson. He was standing in front of her.

No matter how perfect a person's expression is, his eyes are hard to deceive.

Gu Yunlan looked at the shock, doubt, and distress that flashed in Murong Qian's eyes, and was more convinced than ever that the person standing in front of him was Murong Qian.

He didn't need to ask, he didn't need to confirm, he knew it was her.

With sorrow in his eyes, he continued, "To be precise, I stole the cat's name, because her voice called Chu Qi is really sweet, so I stubbornly forbid her to change the cat's name. Every time you call a cat, you call me."

Murong Qian remembered that that day, she climbed over the wall and left Murong Mansion again, because the orange cat she rescued had completely healed up, and she was in better spirits than she was when she had a good time.

The golden sunshine of early winter shone on them, and they were still young at that time.

In the back garden of the hospital, she was having fun with the cat, and suddenly she turned to him and asked, "By the way, what's the cat's name."

When Gu Yunlan was young, he didn't talk much, and always liked to bury his head. It was because she was lost in a mystery, but her eyes suddenly turned to look at him, which made him panic and hang his head.

"Why don't you talk?" She was a little unhappy, picked up the cat and walked over.

He said in a muffled voice, "It has no name."

Her emotions always come and go quickly, "Isn't there? Then let me get one for it?"

There was no response to these words, and she was used to it.

Holding the cat up, she said to the cat, "Today is Chujiu, you should call it Chujiu! No, you have already taken this name."

She thought for a while, and then said, "The day I first met you should be the seventh day of the seventh month, the seventh day of the ninth month, and the seventh day has auspicious meanings, so you should call it Chu Qi!"

The orange cat in her hand seemed to understand her words, and echoed with a "meow".

She was very happy, and asked him again, "Chuqi, how about the name Chuqi!"

His head was still buried, and he gave a "huh" sound.

She changed her tune and kept calling "Chu Qi, Chu Qi".

At that time, she was really very simple, even giving the cat a name, she was happy for a long time.

I don't know how many times she took the trouble to call, but she suddenly remembered that she didn't know his name, they had met a few times, she thought they should exchange names, so she said, "My name is Murong Qian, what's your name."

That was the first time he answered her so quickly, he said, "Chu Qi."

But it turns out that your name is not Chu Qi... Murong Qian looked at Gu Yunlan in front of her, and was a little speechless. She wanted to turn around and leave, but her feet seemed to have taken root on the ground, and she couldn't lift them up at all.

He continued, "She is the high-ranking daughter of the Marshal's Mansion, and I'm just a little beggar who can be rubbed by others. In front of her, I've always been despicable and selfish.

I knew that she would find a little beggar to run errands for her, so I beat the little beggar at the back door of her house, and I also accepted that I was bullied, and I never even delivered what she wanted to give to the person she wanted to give.

All the food she carefully prepared went into my stomach. I was afraid that she would no longer let me run errands.

Do you think she is stupid or not, I am already like this, she also stood up for me when a group of beggars beat me up, and jumped into the stolen moat to save me, not to mention getting my arm scratched by something in the river As a result, he became seriously ill and nearly died. "

Murong Qian couldn't listen anymore, so she pulled herself together and said, "Stop talking."

Gu Yunlan stared at her obsessively, tears had already flowed down his cheeks, and choked up, "Then you let her come back, tell her, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't treat her like that, you let her come back, okay? "