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Shuyue inspected the situation on this side, and then prepared to go to the other side to have a look.

Gu Changli refused to leave, "I'm too tired."

"How many steps have you walked?" Shuyue wanted to pull him again, but he avoided her extending hand prepared in advance.

Seeing that he was so lazy that he was about to lie down on the stone bench, Shuyue had no choice but to stop insisting, "Then you watch here, and I'll go over there to have a look."

Gu Changli waved at her, signaling her to leave quickly.

Shuyue held the knife and walked to the other side of the river.She shuttled through the crowd, feeling like a lone knife-wielder.So she simply walked by the river, walking back and forth among the catkins flying.

A finely crafted painting boat docks slowly from the middle of the river, with two elegant palace lanterns dangling on the bow, Shuyue can't help but look at beautiful things more often when she sees beautiful things.

Then he saw Zuo Cangyu standing on the bow of the boat, wearing snow-white clothes, with black hair hanging down his shoulders.

Shuyue met him again, but each time they were far away, unable to greet him.She had no intention of reuniting with Zuo Cangyu when she came back from the exile, but the capital is so big, she still met in the end.

She stood under the willow tree, holding a ball of catkins in her hands. The scars of being whipped by the jailer in the exile are still there, and the memory of being trampled on the muddy ground is still there, and these memories also exist in Zuo Cangyu. in mind.

He witnessed all her embarrassment and humiliation in her youth.So Shuyue doesn't want to meet this person again.

But Zuo Cangyu also reached out to help her in a desperate situation, and the memory of sharing weal and woe cannot be lost.When she saw Zuo Cangyu, she felt uneasy and kind, so contradictory, so it was better not to see him.

Shuyue looked away, determined not to greet him, turned around and walked away from the river.

Zuo Cangyu supported the vermilion railing of the painting boat, watching Shuyue's figure disappear behind the willow tree, just like she shuttled under the magnolia tree in those days, gradually drifting away until she disappeared.

Tired of looking at the scenery of the moat, he turned around and walked into the painting boat. Behind the beautiful and rich screen, sat the woman he was about to marry.

Cui Jinyin's body was hidden behind a porcelain vase with a clump of apricot flowers, and only her pretty side face was vaguely revealed.

She raised her eyes, stretched out her hand to press down the clump of apricot blossoms, and watched Zuo Cangyu's slender figure approaching her.Cui Jinyin looked at his face, a faint blush appeared on his cheeks.

Zuo Cangyu stopped to the side of the screen and did not continue to come in.

"Why didn't you come in?" Cui Jinyin was stunned, but the woman's reserve prevented her from getting up and approaching him.She was incensed, the air was full of sweet aroma, there was noise outside, but when she landed here, she became much quieter, she sat in this quietness, like a maid with hairpins, gentle and elegant.

She is a typical noble lady in Kyoto. She is not the most outstanding in appearance, but she has the best temper.At her father's request, she went out on a cruise with her future husband-in-law. In fact, she was also happy in her heart.

She looked away and stared at the buds on the branches of the apricot blossoms, and heard Zuo Cangyu's gentle voice, "Aren't you going out for a walk?"

Hearing this, Cui Jinyin lifted the hem of her skirt and stepped out slowly from behind the porcelain vase.

She thought he would reach out to support her, but he turned and stepped out of the painting boat first.Cui Jinyin followed behind him with some disappointment, looking at his black hair hanging down his back, it was as black as splashed ink, soft and slender, and even more elegant than a woman, she was a little crazy.

This person is her future husband-in-law, how does she not like it.

Shuyue walked back and saw Gu Changli sitting under a willow tree drinking, but he didn't know where the wine came from.

Just as she was about to walk over, she caught sight of a maid out of the corner of her eye, who was picking up magnolia petals.Subconsciously looking around, she saw the slender figure of Aunt Lan, standing beside the willow branches by the river, her skirt swayed in the breeze, like an exile.

Shuyue walked over, smiling softly, "I met you again." She said this to the maid.

The maid looked back and saw that day's Yacha Yushu standing behind her facing the wind, her lake-like eyes were gentle, she felt her heart beating a little fast, and she smiled smugly, "Yes, what a coincidence."

Gu Zhangli from behind gave another "hum" in disdain.

Aunt Lan turned around, her tender and fair face was full of helplessness and worry, "Drink less." After she finished speaking, she looked at Shuyue, her expression became much calmer, "You are with him all day, and you should also persuade him Bar."

"Uh..." Shuyue looked at these two people suspiciously, wondering what the relationship between them was.

Gu Changli said lazily, "She is my sister."

Shuyue finally understood and nodded quickly.She smelled the faint smell of alcohol on Aunt Lan's body again.

Chapter 8

Aunt Lan seemed to want to persuade Gu Changli a few words, but Gu Changli was very disrespectful to this sister, and turned his face away impatiently, and was too lazy to talk to her any longer.

Shuyue turned her face away, pretending to look at the scenery on the river, but she saw the painting boat from just now slowly passing by, under the quaint palace lantern, stood Zuo Cangyu and a woman.

That woman was the one who walked out of the clothes shop a few days ago. Shuyue thought that this was probably Cui Jinyin, and she looked carefully. She probably was the eighteenth female college student. Cui Jinyin had no traces of her childhood at all. The girl who looked a little dull had disappeared.

Cui Jinyin was half lying on the vermilion railing, as if watching the fish swimming in the river, while Zuo Cangyu was protecting her with one hand to prevent her from falling into the water, but her eyes were looking elsewhere.

Caught off guard, the two looked at each other.

Shuyue felt that her breathing was stagnant, and while holding her breath, the painting boat drew closer, as if it was about to touch the shore.She could clearly see Zuo Cangyu's slightly cold eyes.The memories of the down and out in the past flooded up again.

Not knowing what to say for a while, Shuyue almost looked away in embarrassment, then turned and left, no longer staring at the painting boat.

Cui Jinyin looked at the small silver fish in the river with great enthusiasm, when he heard Zuo Cangyu say, "It's too hot outside, let's go back to the cabin."

She had no choice but to reluctantly follow him in.She turned her head and saw Zuo Cangyu's slightly pale cheeks, she couldn't help asking with concern: "Are you feeling unwell?"

But Zuo Cangyu didn't answer her, as if he didn't hear her talking, he was immersed in his own world, he didn't know what he was thinking, and there was a trance look on his face.Seeing his appearance, Cui Jinyin obediently followed him into the cabin without making a sound.

Aunt Lan left without knowing when, Shuyue saw Gu Changli lying on his side on the stone bench, his clothes were wet with wine, and his expression was gloomy.

No matter how slow she was, she could sense that something was wrong between him and Aunt Lan, unlike ordinary siblings.It's just that she is not in the mood to understand other people's affairs at the moment.

Shuyue sat next to Gu Changli, staring blankly at the catkins fluttering in the sky. For ten years, Zuo Cangyu was everywhere. Cangyu, those memories that were suppressed in the depths are surging up uncontrollably at this moment, and they must be wiped clean.

Shuyue was reminiscing about her lost youth, and Gu Changli, who was drunk, clutched at the corner of her clothes in a distraught manner, crying bitterly.

In broad daylight, beside the bustling crowd, Gu Changli fell down on her lap crying like this.

When passing tourists saw this scene, they thought it was two men hugging each other, which was really indecent, and couldn't help but look back frequently.

Shuyue was unable to support her forehead, she resignedly held Gu Changli's arm, and dragged him away in embarrassment.

Just as they left with their support, the painting boat on the river was slowly docking. Zuo Cangyu stood at the bow of the boat, his eyes fell on their backs, his eyes were heavy, and his handsome face was faintly tense.

Cui Jinyin lifted her skirt, and with the help of the maid, she walked to the deck of the boat, turned around, but saw Zuo Cangyu still standing there, motionless, the warm spring breeze blowing against his snow-white clothes, as if they were far away.

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