Li Shaohui suddenly felt remorse in his heart. Because of the impoliteness just now, and because of the warm company of the master, he insisted on giving the master 400 yuan. Before leaving, the master said with concern: "Young man, you have to hold on. There is no Huoyan Mountain in this world that you can't get over. When you get over it, and look back, you will feel that all disasters are so insignificant."
Li Shaohui nodded gratefully and smiled back. After he got out of the car, he found that this was the People's Square. In the middle of the square, a group of lively pigeons were looking for food. Under the infiltration of the afterglow, he walked happily to his home, but he was alone, his figure was monotonous.
A few years ago, I and Tang Fengling also came here, and also went to Lujiazui, but at that time I was too cash-strapped to take her to visit the Oriental Pearl Tower and overlook this metropolis.
But at that time, I and Tang Fengling didn't care, because I and she planned to not only overlook the whole of Shanghai by myself in the future, but also visit China and the world! It's just that time flies, everything has changed, and even those innocent and ideal good times have become vivid in the unforgettable thoughts.
After lingering on the Bund for a long time, Li Shaohui bought another train ticket and went to the Confucius Temple by the Qinhuai River in Nanjing. This scenic spot does not have much tourist value in the eyes of most people, because the place is not big and there are not many features. Commercial stores are selling feelings and specialties in a false manner.
But Li Shaohui has always yearned for this place, for the sake of the future, for the romantic deeds left here in the previous dynasty, and even for the romantic fantasy in his heart.
Standing by the bridge, Li Shaohui couldn't help thinking of the past, but the river is soupy and the pedestrians are leisurely. Who would look into their hearts and recall the past? And who doesn't spend time helplessly while chanting the rhetoric "There is wine today and drunk today"?
Li Shaohui sighed, walked out of the Confucius Temple, and sat in a secluded corner depressed. At this time, a sad tune reached Li Shaohui's ears, and a gleam of joy flashed in Li Shaohui's heart, as if there was a kind of excitement of reuniting with friends in different places , he found that "confidant" along the tune.
This is a hale and hearty old man with gray hair, a kind face, a clean Chinese tunic suit, and a pair of cloth shoes on his feet. The old man sat on the side of the road, straightened his waist, closed his eyes and reveled in the world of music, bringing a sense of sadness and peace to this bustling street and hurried pedestrians.
Although Li Shaohui didn't understand the meaning of the song, he could understand the sadness and sadness. He suddenly thought of the saying "One year on the piano and three years on the xiao, one erhu will break your waist". Only two strings can play such a sad melody, perhaps because its two strings are like a couple in trouble, clinging to each other, going through the ups and downs of the day, tasted the joys and sorrows Live, and then you can compose the songs that are sad to the soul.
What if it is a string? It's like being lonely and alone, wandering in this world, doomed to be helpless, to fend for yourself.
Li Shaohui was complaining to himself, and Tang Fengling's figure flashed in his mind again, his heart was miserable, and falling in love was a hard job, but you became a deserter, and you have been lazy for so many years.
Just like that, on an unknown street in Nanjing, a kind old man played the erhu, telling the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of life, while a young man, although he didn't know the meaning of the song, was sentimental along with him.
After a long time, Li Shaohui's video phone rang, and it was Lin Yueer's.
"Girl, what's the matter?" Li Shaohui hurriedly wiped the corners of his eyes and forced a smile.
"Where are you? When are you coming back?"
"I go back and you are not here, what's the point?"
"Who said that? Look where I am?" Lin Yueer said and took photos around the room with her mobile phone.
"Ah? Didn't you come back tomorrow?" Li Shaohui asked in surprise.
"It was originally planned like this, but things were dealt with ahead of time, so I came back."
"Girl, you don't need to be in such a hurry, you can take a break, look at you have dark circles under your eyes."
"Fool, but I'm homesick!"
"Oh, did you miss me then?"
"Of course I don't want to."
"You don't want me, so what should I do when I go back?"
"Because I prepared a gift for you!"
"What gift? Let me see."
"No, I'll see when you come back."
"If you don't show it, I won't go back."
???Grateful, but the words are still unforgiving.
Sure enough, Luyao's brows were upside down and her phoenix eyes were wide open. Angrily, she clenched the tissue in her hand into a ball and threw Li Shaohui away, cursing: "With your face and temper, even your girlfriends don't like it." , can I like your elder sister? Can you compare with our old Yu?"
"Sister Yaoyao, you don't want to expose your shortcomings when you curse, how can you slander me like this?"
"Stop talking, do you still want to talk about work?"
"If you want it, how can you not?"
Later, Li Shaohui and Luyao went through the details of the project one by one, and after confirming that there were no major problems, they waited for Li Shaohui to make a quotation for the proposal.
After talking about the business, Luyao stared at Li Shaohui for a long time before asking: "Shaohui, do you have anything else to ask me?"
"What else are you asking?" Li Shaohui felt touched, but he was still playing dumb.
"You, you, a typical boiled duck ¡ª¡ª only the mouth is hard." Luyao sighed, and said: "Forget it, let me take the initiative, who told me to be your sister, How did that feel about the gift I gave you at the wedding? Was it a surprise?"
"Surprise? It's not too much of a shock? I was so scared that I didn't even dare to attend the wedding, so I had to run away first." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com