The West Wind is a song that leaves people mourning

Ah Xiang couldn't sleep at night for months and nights, and she became haggard and thinner day by day.

After Murong Qian's funeral, whenever she had free time, she would come to Changxin Road and ask to see Gu Yunlan.

It's just that for more than seven months, Gu Yunlan either stayed in the hut in the backyard and didn't see anyone, or was so sick or drunk that he couldn't tell who was who.

Therefore, Ah Xiang would be turned away most of the time, and Gu Yunlan let her in a few times, and he was unable to communicate normally, and could only talk to himself.

Today was the same as usual, Lao Zhang still told her that Gu Yunlan was not seeing anyone in apologetic way.

Ah Xiang rubbed the corner of the dress with her right thumb and index finger, stepped on her feet and looked in, thinking that if Gu Yunlan was in the living room, she might be able to meet Gu Yunlan by rushing in.

Twice before, that's how she saw her, but Gu Yunlan was so drunk that he couldn't hear what she said.

It's a pity that she will look in through the yard, the lights in the house are bright, but there is no one.

She lowered her head in frustration, and said to Lao Zhang, "Go in! I'll wait."

Lao Zhang shook his head helplessly, "What kind of evil is this?"

When Lao Zhang entered, the courtyard door and the gate were both closed, so Ah Xiang could still see part of the house.

Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon in the sky is round, big and bright, and people can't help but want to take a look.

But when she looked at it, she would think that the person who told her that Chang'e lived on the moon, who was coaxed by adults, was no longer there.

At this time, listening to the sound of the neighbors drinking and having reunion dinner, Ah Xiang felt more and more desolate.

She didn't know if she could tell Gu Yunlan everything she knew today, but she had to wait, because now she was the only one who knew all the secrets between Miss and Gu Yunlan.

She couldn't tell the young master that the marriage letter couldn't explain anything, because the young lady would rather die to protect the Murong Mansion, and now that the young lady is gone, she wants to protect the Murong Mansion on behalf of the young lady.

There was no cloud in the sky, but the moon in her eyes was becoming more and more blurred. Ah Xiang raised her hand and touched her face, only to realize that she had already burst into tears.

The festivities are coming to an end, the westerly wind is getting colder and colder, and there is a baby under one year old to take care of at home, Ah Xiang looks at the sky, thinking that today he will wait here!

She wiped her face for the last time, and walked towards the entrance of the alley. She didn't take a few steps, but heard movement from the courtyard she left. She hurriedly turned around and ran back to look.

In the yard, Lao Zhang had already stuffed Gu Yunlan, who was carrying him, into the back seat of the car, and said angrily, "I knew it, I knew it, you won't be content if you don't drink yourself to death."

Axiang ran into the yard and asked "what's the matter?" Through the open car door, she caught a glimpse of the unwiped blood on the corner of Gu Yunlan's pale mouth, and she knew that Gu Yunlan had vomited blood.

She opened the door of the passenger seat and hurriedly said to Lao Zhang, "I'll go to the hospital with you."

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Grand Marshal's Restaurant.

Gu Yunxin looked at the table full of cold and hot food, and felt a little impatient.

She looked at Gu Zhen who was smoking a cigar in the host seat, and complained, "Father, what kind of guest are you, you are so unruly."

Gu Zhen shouted, "Presumptuous."

Gu Yunxin flicked her hands to the sides, and said angrily, "I'm starving at home now, can't I just say a word?"

Gu Zhen said, "You can go back to your in-law's house if you want to eat, no one asks you to stay here with you."

Gu Yunxin's eyes were wet, and she said aggrievedly, "Don't I also want to spend more time with Dad? And I've said it many times, I want a divorce."

Gu Zhen stared, "As long as I live, you will never want to follow this trend."

Gu Yunxin's tears were already streaming down, but she didn't cry. She bit her lip, got up and reached out to sweep all the dishes and food off the table in front of her, shouting "I want to leave", then turned and left.

The dishes fell to the ground, slapped and dinged. Gu Zhen felt a headache when she heard it. She coughed twice, put out her cigar with her forehead, and glanced at the black lacquered gilt clock on the wall. The hour hand was approaching twelve. .

He raised his hand to greet Ding Si, the housekeeper who was waiting behind, "Call someone to clean up, and instruct the kitchen to make some supper for Miss, and send it to her room."

Ding Si took a step forward and nodded, "What would you like to eat, Commander?"

Gu Zhen supported the table with one hand and stood up, waved her hand and said, "I don't have any appetite. When the guests come back, please be courteous. I'll go to bed first."

Meirui Garden, the most magnificent flower building in Haicheng, the girls inside are not only beautiful, but also play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and have their own strengths in poetry, poetry and fu.

If we talk about the number one, Qingyao, the chief oiran, is the most famous pipa in the past and present, and not only plays well, but also sings well, and a small tune is gentle and delicate.

The light in the room was dim, but Yan Ruyu had not taken off the peaked cap on her head and the sunglasses on her face, and the silk scarf was still wrapped around her neck and covered her chin.

He only showed a straight nose and thin lips, but the exposed part of his face was enough to captivate people's hearts and souls.

She was leaning on a corner of the antique carved solid wood couch with cushions and soft pillows, her legs crossed, one hand supporting her temples, the other on her lap, and she patted the pipa tune slowly and rhythmically.

The head was also shaking back and forth, as if listening to it very intoxicated.

After Qingyao sang a song, she bowed her head with her pipa in her arms and asked, "I don't know this song, but my master likes it?"

Yan Ruyu stopped, and said with a smile, "I don't understand this song, but it must be as beautiful as my sister's."

Qingyao was overwhelmed by the praise, she lowered her head shyly, raised her eyes and secretly looked at the young man sitting in the seat, "Young master praised me absurdly, Qingyao's willow posture is not as good as my master's in case."

Yan Ruyu laughed loudly, "If my sister has the appearance of a pu Liu, then I am at most the appearance of a man."

Qing Yao was amused.

Someone knocked on the door and opened it, and came in. It was a middle-aged man who followed the young man on the seat.

He nodded respectfully and said, "Master, it's late at night."

Yan Ruyu didn't seem to notice the passage of time, she took out her pocket watch and looked at it, it was past twelve o'clock, "It's so late! It's time to go back."

Qingyao stood up with her pipa in her arms, and said with some reluctance, "Master, are you leaving now?"

"Yes!" Yan Ruyu said, "I'm not in good health, I need to rest earlier."

Qingyao opened her mouth to say that there is a guest room in Meirui Garden, but it is not good to rush to keep it, and it is not good to ask too many questions when they meet for the first time, so she said straight, "Then Qingyao wishes the young master a speedy recovery."

Yan Ruyu smiled, "Then I hope my sister will get what she wants."

Qingyao was amused by him again, and slowly turned around to meet his outward steps. When someone passed by her, under the dim light, she saw his face clearly. Can't remember where I've seen it.

Seeing that people were about to walk past her, she hurriedly asked, "I don't know, young master, will you come to listen to the music again?"

Yan Ruyu stopped and turned around, and said, "I have lived abroad for a long time, and I really don't understand these classics of Chinese culture."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, as if he wanted to lift the chin of the nodding beauty in front of him to have a good look at her, but he put his hand under it, but he seemed afraid of the abrupt beauty, so he didn't touch it, he just smiled and withdrew his hand, and continued, "But If a beauty like my sister comes to play and sing, I'll come again with some interest."