side by side

Only three or two months later, Beiping entered winter, and it was frighteningly cold.

Today, this winter, it's surly and strangely cold.The first time I passed the autumn gate, I was met with a natural disaster. The rain could not become rain, and the snow could not condense into snow. The broken corrugated corrugated corrugated against the edge of the half-broken window, bearing the deadly north wind.Before this stubble had passed, what followed was seven consecutive days of heavy snowfall, white, pure, and velvet-like, which covered the four or nine cities with a thick quilt, tightly packed and densely packed.That bit of resentment, that bit of hatred, that bit of breathlessness; that bit of sadness, that bit of bitterness, that bit of inability to live, all of them were suppressed at the bottom of the vastness.

It's clean, it's quiet.

Red lanterns, sweet offerings, bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, and turn around is a bustling and prosperous world.

Small western-style buildings, strings of colorful lights, polished glass windows like rock sugar, faintly showing the scene inside the house.Gao Yangsong, who was wrapped in colored strips and decorated with glitter, was trembling under the weight of the gift box wrapped in colored paper; the mahogany floor was newly waxed, shiny, slippery, and dazzlingly shiny; the gramophone was buzzing The sound was turned away, and a piece of singing and dancing was spun up and down.Hang silk cheongsam, lace dress, the skirt swings for ten miles, the fragrance of toilet water, powder and sachet, diffuses and spreads, ha, warm, ha, happy, the heat climbs up the corner of the clothes until it reaches the On that cheek, the redness accumulated in clusters that could not be dissipated was a sign of dissoluteness against the season.

Today's Gu Er mansion is as warm as spring.

Gu Peifeng, who is the host, has done enough work on this side today, and the idea is dizzy with a smile, wide to the end of the slender eyes, and there are clusters of decadent and thin red, which are filled in the group of warblers and swallows, and they don't hide it. With Gu Er's eye-catching eyes, the host of the banquet has done a real job.

Recently, Mr. Gu has gone crazy for some reason. He brought back a wild cub and created a fifth young master of the Gu family. The first four brothers and sisters couldn't be willing.However, the old man did not know why his soul was hooked. With Xiao Wu, the young girl who was originally on the cusp of his heart also fell out of favor, and after her tenth birthday, she was directly pushed to the other three.The elder sister Gu Yuebai frowned, unwilling to be in the limelight, and Gu Huatian couldn't spare such thoughts, but Gu Peifeng, who used to care about things in the past, turned his eyes and agreed.In the name of celebrating the fourth girl's birthday, Gu Peifeng got a lot of money from Mr. Gu, and his purse, which had been shriveled for many days, finally swelled up a bit. He was so happy that he used it to celebrate his younger sister's birthday. To celebrate the Christmas season, to please the glamorous female star.

The real owner of this banquet was quite neglected.

Gu Jinxi sat obediently under the foreign pine with her knees in her arms. She looked like a man, just like the foreign pine that was specially transported from the northeast, but it was just an expensive decoration at the banquet.Wearing a velvet red dress with threaded lights, her soft black hair was neatly tied up in a knot of the same color, which gave off a sense of fluff.

Pretty, but kind of weird and dead.

Gu Huatian couldn't help but frowned slightly.

Sensitively catching that unkind gaze, Gu Jinxi tilted her head slightly, her extremely shallow eyes swept over her big brother, paused slightly, and revealed a strange smile.She turned her head, and stretched out a lotus-shaped hand towards the boy not far away, [Hug. ]

The taciturn young man bent down and pulled her into his arms. He was only a year old with curly hair, so he hugged her with some difficulty, his pale skin was tinged with a little red, which only added a little popularity.Aunt's eldest son... Maybe his name is Meng Zichu?Gu Huatian can't remember clearly either.He has only met this little cousin three or two times, and he only remembers that his brows and eyes are light, ink-painted, widowed, porcelain white...

Porcelain white... The memory is like a flood, it's okay for nothing, but once you let it out, you really can't stop it.

Gu Huatian had flimsy decency hanging on his face. He hid behind the balcony, tilted his head and looked at the inner hall, shaking the glass half full of dark red wine, and happened to meet Liang Jiqing who was in the hall. . With a 'click', the idea is decent, the trowel is appropriate, the whole body is covered from head to toe in camouflage, one look, just one look, nothing is left.His blood faded, and the smile that had never entered his eyes receded like a tidal wave, and he collapsed.He leaned down and pressed his chest firmly.It hurts, it hurts densely, the pain makes the eyes sore, the pain is so painful that I can't even vomit.

Gu Huatian knew about Liang Jiqing, the former editor-in-chief of People's Voice, brother of Liang Jixuan, but he had never met him;

Liang Jiqing also knew that Gu Huatian was such a number one figure, the young master of the Gu family, but he had never seen him before.

Liang Jiqing froze on the spot, with perplexity on his face, he hesitated for a while, and finally moved a step.Step by step, he walked straight up to Gu Huatian, [Are you okay? ] He held out his hand toward him.

[...No,] Gu Huatian's face was pale, his hand was trembling, and he grabbed the hand in front of him tremblingly.Like a person who has fallen into the water, clutching the last straw, knowing that there is no cure, there is still some hopelessness and longing left.He said there was nothing wrong with his mouth, but subconsciously exerted enough strength to squeeze Liang Jiqing with several red marks.

This young master of the Gu family was too rude...Liang Jiqing felt a little embarrassed on his face, he was stuck in place, neither advancing nor retreating. [Young Master Gu...] He called out, calmly, got rid of the shackles, and pulled out his hand, which was appropriate, decent, and leak-proof.

Liang Jiqing still had a smile on his face, warm, shallow, flat and moderate.He stood on the spot, neither advancing nor retreating, the hand that was originally stretched out in front of Gu Huatian rested on his shoulder very naturally, the strength was neither light nor heavy.Like my old friend, I resolved this embarrassment decently, [Let me help you to rest for a while. ]

[No...no need. ] This is Liang Jiqing, not Liang Jixuan.

The warmth that flowed from his hand slapped Gu Huatian across the face, and it exploded crisply, making his heart palpitate.This is Liang Jiqing, Liang Jiqing, who is exquisite in words and deeds, and transparent in everything he does.The way of dealing with people, these tricks, he is gentle and superficial, all of them are in the palm of his hand, and the knot is tight.

Ji Xuan can't do these things...

Sorrow, joy, shock, anger, and thoughts were all written on Liang Jixuan's porcelain-white face, but this clever look was in vain.Thinking of those eyebrows, those eyes, and the corners of the raised lips, Gu Huatian suddenly felt like laughing. Before the smile could spread, the burst of inexplicable sadness made his whole heart twitch suddenly, leaving him feeling hollow. A piece collapsed.

This person is gone, and no one will call him senior in the future.

It is a kind of needle-like pain, dense and slender.

After all, Du Ruobai was young and spoiled, so he never fell down.He acts with the heart in everything he does, never minds the consequences of all kinds of consequences, even if he has turned this Beiping upside down, he does not hide or hide, he flaunts himself openly and frankly in front of everyone, showing himself to the world. He was sent to this group of people who chewed on his affairs with their tongues.

[Teacher,] Du Ruobai stepped in front of the two of them in twos and threes, squeezed a gap, and reluctantly greeted him, with his arms across Liang Jiqing's waist majestically.It's a guardian, but also a bully, as immature as a three-year-old child, dragging Liang Jiqing for a while.Gu Huatian was stunned, it's just that Du Ruobai didn't measure up, how could Liang Jiqing, who was born with a delicate heart, also be stupid along with him?

Gu Huatian glanced at Liang Jiqing, and the soreness in his chest gushed out, stinging him in pain.

Those eyebrows, those eyes, those raised lips.

Born exactly as he remembered.

But the warmth between the eyebrows, the pity in the eyes, and the warmth in the corners of the raised lips are all not his.If it's not Liang Jixuan's, it doesn't belong to him, it doesn't belong to him.

[Let Young Master Gu see the joke,] As if he noticed Gu Huatian's eyes just now, Liang Jiqing smiled slightly apologetically, and patted Du Ruobai's head lightly.Du Ruobai was originally taller than Liang Jiqing, so now he leaned halfway in front of him, and the pat went smoothly, "He, he is not very sensible. ]

Like scolding, and like coaxing, Liang Jiqing separated himself lightly and cleverly, and transferred Du Ruobai into his own circle.The warm etiquette has alienated and spread the idea, and Sheng has turned the gap between them on the bright side, and the difference is clear.

Gu Huatian couldn't help laughing, he only hoped to find some shadow of Liang Jixuan in Liang Jiqing, so that he could show his face, but it was indeed rude to cross the boundary, no wonder Liang Jiqing guarded him.

[Editor Liang is sorry, I really looked at you and thought of an old friend of mine,] Gu Huatian turned his back, [I couldn't help but feel sad, I missed my sense of proportion. ]

[old friend? ] Liang Jiqing's complexion changed slightly, [I don't know...]

[Brother Qing,] Du Ruobai, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly opened his mouth. His face turned pale, and he abruptly interrupted Liang Jiqing's questioning, [Brother Qing, my chest feels tight, can you accompany me outside to get some air?] ? ]

He was talking about an inquiry, and his subordinates refused to give in. Du Ruobai grabbed Liang Jiqing's arm and pulled him away from Gu Huatian.Liang Jiqing hesitated to speak, so he nodded and apologized to Gu Huatian.Gu Huatian narrowed his eyes slightly, Du Ruobai was hiding something in his heart, something he didn't want Liang Jiqing to know.

Moreover, he also knew.I know it, Du Ruobai knows it, there are things that Liang Jiqing can't know...the only communication between the three of them is with Liang Jixuan. With a 'click', Gu Huatian suddenly remembered the last time he saw Du Ruobai.It was at the end of Pingxiangzi Hutong in the western suburbs. He saw Du Ruobai, Xiao An, and Xiao Shami...

That was not a good memory... To Gu Huatian, it was more like a nightmare, a nightmare that he could not wake up from and forget.

The bright red lanterns rose without wind, flickering and flickering, and they walked side by side to the house.He vaguely saw Du Ruobai standing at the door, half of his body hidden in the black red.The house is dark, hidden in the shadows, like a treacherous monster with a big red mouth, waiting for the prey to throw itself into the net.

He panicked, and he was grabbed by the corner of his clothes.

Gu Huatian turned his head abruptly, breaking out in a cold sweat.

In front of him was a large crystal chandelier. He was lying in the guest room, breaking out in a cold sweat.Gu Jinxi stood on the side of the bed with his head tilted and looked at him, grinning suddenly, revealing a gaping mouthful of millet teeth, flowers in the sparkling red skirt, like a bloodthirsty little monster, or like a girl who is blown by the wind Flying red lanterns.

tbc.