God's Gift

Yu Youyou's mouth drooped, and she shook her head, denying it: "That's not the case."

The indigo eyes of the musician reflected Yu Youyou's bitter face. He lowered his eyes, hiding the emotions in them, and then continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.

Yu Youyou followed again and continued to whisper in the musician's ear: "But you have no parents and no teacher now, so there is no one who can give you a name. Why not let me give you a name?"

After that, she asked directly: "You don't have a name now anyway, right, Ke Ming?"

The zither master looked at Yu Youyou expressionlessly, took a few steps forward, and asked in a cold voice, "Why is it named Ke Ming?"

After that, he thought for a few seconds and then said, "The moon hides behind the mountain and becomes a shadow, and the rustling of trees causes the wind to blow. Is this from this?"

"what?"

Hearing Yu Youyou's confused and puzzled voice behind him, the musician paused, looked back, and happened to meet Yu Youyou's eyes with a confused look on her face. He pressed his eyebrows, turned around and continued walking forward.

"Never mind. I just thought too much."

Yu Youyou didn't think much about it and trotted to catch up with the musician. The naturally hanging willow branches brushed across her cheeks, causing a tingling sensation. She shrank her neck and walked beside the musician like a quail, continuing:

"Ke Ming, where are you going?"

"Whatever you want." The musician replied calmly, walked to a water tank, scooped up a handful of clean water, and carefully washed away the blood stains on his hands.

Yu Youyou stood beside the musician. The pack of dogs that had been following the two of them from a distance before now dared to come up tentatively, stood behind Yu Youyou's legs, and looked at the musician curiously.

The musician glanced at them indifferently, and the dogs immediately retracted their heads and stretched out their necks, hiding behind Youyou in fear.

"My mother said that people should have both a name and a surname. You don't have a name, so do you have a surname?" Yu Youyou waited for a few seconds, calculating quickly in her mind.

"No name or surname." The musician answered the question subconsciously, then turned to look at Yu Youyou and asked, "What do you want to do now?"

“Then your last name is Lu.” Yu Youyou squinted her eyes and smiled, explaining, “Lu means road.”

"Why?" The musician frowned, his voice filled with confusion.

Yu Youyou opened her mouth, but before she could come up with anything to say, a clear male voice came from behind her.

"The grandson of Emperor Ku, the great-grandson of Huangdi, was named Xuanyuan. He was granted the title of Luzhong for his meritorious service and founded the State of Lu. He was called a marquis during the Yu and Xia dynasties, and his descendants took the state as their surname."

When Yu Youyou heard the familiar voice, she turned her head and saw Fang Ling wearing a bamboo green dress.

"Yu Youyou, what are you doing again?" Fang Ling looked at the strange man with a veil and unclear face standing beside Yu Youyou and squinted at him for a few seconds.

When Yu Youyou heard Fang Ziang's question, she answered enthusiastically, "His name is Lu Keming, and we are good friends now."

In her few words, the zither player changed from being nameless to Lu Keming.

But Lu Keming did not refute. He picked up a handkerchief and wiped the water stains on his hands, looking indifferently at Fang Ling who seemed to be very familiar with Yu Youyou.

"Friend?" Fang Ling looked at Lu Keming suspiciously. His eyes happened to fall on the blood on Lu Keming's clothes. His pupils dilated for a moment. He immediately walked to Yu Youyou and asked in a low voice: "Who are you associating with every day? Why is there blood on this person?"

"This." Yu Youyou followed Fang Ling's gaze and pointed her finger under the bridge where they were coming from. She said naturally, "I got it under the bridge over there."

"Why is there blood under the bridge?" Fang Ling's expression became more serious, and he displayed the dignity of the son of the city lord.

Yu Youyou glanced at Lu Keming, then turned to look at Fang Ling innocently, shook her head without any guilt, and said seriously: "I don't know either."

"Just now, Lu Keming and I were walking across the bridge, and we happened to hear the sound of someone falling into the water, so we went to check under the bridge, and we only saw bloodstains on the ground. Maybe they were there at that time."

Lu Keming was like an outsider, wiping the water stains on his hands with his head down. When he heard Yu Youyou's words, his hands paused for a second, and then he raised his eyes as if nothing had happened and glanced at Yu Youyou and Fang Ling.

Fang Ling's eyebrows twisted into a knot when he heard this. He put his hands behind his back and thought, "Who on earth dares to commit a crime in broad daylight in Gusu City?"

"Yes, what a brave man!" Yu Youyou nodded affirmatively and agreed actively, "Why don't you go and take a look, maybe that person hasn't left yet!"

Lu Keming smiled silently and rubbed his fingers.

Fang Ling's back stiffened when he heard this. He turned to look at Yu Youyou who looked serious, laughed awkwardly, and replied, "For something as serious as this, I should inform my father first."

"Then I won't accompany you any more. I will leave now."

After saying this, Fang Ling turned around with a serious face. Just as he was about to leave, he remembered something and coughed lightly, and asked, "I heard that Ning Jin's birthday is in two days. Is there anything she wants recently?"

After asking this question, he straightened his back unnaturally as if to cover up, and explained: "As General Ning's sister, I, the son of the city lord, need to show my concern."

Yu Youyou didn't notice anything wrong. After thinking for a while, she rubbed her chin and replied, "I soiled her new dress. She asked me to make her a new dress in the city and bring back some books..."

"Anything else?" Fang Ling listened carefully.

"No more." Yu Youyou counted and shook her head at Fang Ling.

"Okay, thank you." Fang Ling smiled, waved to Youyou, turned and ran away.

Yu Youyou looked at Fang Ling's back, tilted her head, and muttered strangely, "Why is he always asking about Ajin now?"

"You don't know?" Lu Keming looked at Yu Youyou's puzzled expression, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said:

"Fang Ling was engaged to Ning Jin when she was born."