Who allowed me to live like a dream

Gu Jiachen was stunned by the question, he didn't know how to answer, Ji Zetong looked as if he didn't know that Ren Xiaohuai had returned.But today he is different from usual.

He was so tolerant on the phone, Gu's servants accidentally called him "Zetong", and he didn't even have a sarcasm for his slip of the tongue.

Gu Jiachen couldn't help but wonder, where did that Ji Zetong, who walked and talked with a knife, go?Could it be that after drinking two cups of tea and looking at the flowers once, his heart softened!He thought about it and blamed himself again. At this time, he was still in the mood to make a joke!

Gu Jiachen was thinking about how to answer.When I raised my head, I found that the golden clouds and purple clouds were hidden by the thick black night at some point, and the sky began to darken.

On the opposite side, Du Fu Thatched Cottage lit clusters of lanterns, and swayed and swayed the extremely slender bamboo poles to provoke them by the stream.White paper and red paper, with flying ink, are written with famous sentences handed down by Du Gongbu.

Zongzhi is a handsome and beautiful young man, looking at the blue sky with white eyes, as bright as a jade tree before the wind.

On the opposite side of the thatched cottage, on the right bank of Huanhuaxi, there are street lamps that are as soft and white as the moonlight.

Ji Ze was wearing an off-white suit, lying on his side under the concubine Xiang's bamboo, his clothes fluttering in the evening wind.The hand holding on to the paper fan swayed gently under the moonlight-like street lamp.The material of the suit at the turn of spring and summer is thin, and when the hand is shaken, it will slide down a few inches, revealing a small half of the arm, as if carved from white jade.

Gu Jiachen felt that he had seen this picture of Ji Zetong somewhere.

Ji Zetong grew up in Beijing and learned opera from many famous actors when he was young. One of his most powerful teachers was named Mei Baojiu.Opera students have a good figure, and they have fixed rules of action in every word and deed, so whenever Ji Zetong lays on his side, he must have the figure of a drunken imperial concubine.

Gu Jiachen slowly remembered the summer vacation of the third year of junior high school.He joined in the fun in the background, and saw Ji Zetong in the same way.He was lying on the chair, preoccupied, hesitant to talk, listless.The sun shines on the ground, Ji Zetong is as lazy as a cat.

The lights reflect the water surface, like the reflection of the stars in the sky.But at this time, there were no stars in the sky, only a dark night, with a few sparrows flying by from time to time, which was a little desolate.

It was just a moment of silence when looking up, time seemed to be elongated by the flowing firefly lamp, Gu Jiachen felt that time was about to freeze.He was about to speak, but suddenly a person emerged from the nearby flowers.

"You said you had something important to do, and coaxed me to drive you here, but here you are drinking tea with someone!" The voice of the visitor was high-pitched, free and unrestrained, with the clang of a soldier on the battlefield and the boldness of a knight-errant.

It turned out to be Feng Lin.Gu Jiachen thought he had already left, but unexpectedly he came out again at this moment, sat down on the stone bench, picked up a cup without saying a word, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, but took a bite out of his mouth. Skimmed:

"The tea is good tea, but it's a pity it's cold!"

If it was normal, seeing Feng Lin barging in so recklessly, the Gu family minister didn't know how worried he would be.Ji Zetong has always disliked strangers, especially strangers with different identities breaking into their world.He didn't even like to see himself who he had known for seven or eight years, let alone Feng Lin, whom he had never met.Gu Jiachen had reflexively wanted to pull Feng Lin away, but he didn't dare to take his eyes off Ji Zetong, so he hesitated and stopped.

Feng Lin drank Ji Zetong's tea without permission.According to his usual temperament, he must smash this set of priceless teacups, and then beat Feng Lin up.

But today Ji Zetong seems lazy, not interested in doing anything.Feng Lin suddenly appeared and drank his tea without even raising his eyelids.Only then did Gu Jiachen breathe a sigh of relief, but his heart was still hanging.

Feng Lin felt that the tea was cold, but his hands were not idle, and he got another cup for himself.He propped his elbows on the stone table, rested his chin on the back of his hand, and looked around while holding the teacup.

"The embroidered clothes shine in late spring, and the golden peacock and silver unicorn." Feng Lin looked Ji Zetong up and down, then turned his head to face the stream, and chanted slowly.

Is he describing Ji Zetong as a peacock and unicorn?

Ji Zetong sneered when he heard this.As soon as he laughed, Gu Jiachen broke out in a cold sweat, sticking to his back a little cold.Before Gu's retainers could speak, Ji Zetong started talking on his own.

"My old man said that he was in a good mood today. He saw that the flowers in this park were blooming well. He asked me to drink tea with him. After a few sips, he ran away again and told me to wait for him here—but he came to wait for you two."

Ji Zetong raised the corner of his eyes to give Gu Jiachen and Feng Lin a slight sweep.

"I said the garden at home is no worse than this park, and it's quiet. Why did the old man think of this place again? Tell me, what's the matter!"

The last few words were spoken harshly, as if the Ji Zetong whom Gu Jiachen knew from the past had returned.Gu Jiachen looked at him, and saw the light of the opposite lantern reflected in his eyes, so clearly, so concentrated, his half arm was raised in the air and froze, staring at the opposite light in a daze.

The night in May was still a little cool, but now the dew had come down, and Ji Zetong was lying beside the bamboo, with a layer of wet beads hanging from his hair.The fragrant mist and the cloud are wet, and the clear brilliance and jade arms are cold.

Gu Jiachen's heart suddenly tightened.It is said that there is a connection between lovers. With Ji Zetong like this, could it be that his intuition has already told him something?

"In such a fine weather, if you don't have a good time with your one at home, why do you think you want to see me?"

Before Ji Zetong could finish his sentence, he heard Feng Lin yelling next to him: "Okay, Gu Jiachen, so you have a girlfriend, and you actually kept it from your brother and me!"

Gu Jiachen didn't have time to explain to him.He just looked at Ji Zetong in a daze, and after a long while, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "His brother came back today, and he went to pick up the plane, and there might be a welcome party tonight.

When Gu Jiachen uttered these words, he felt that the first few words weighed as much as a thousand catties. Every time he said a word, he had to use all his strength.When the word "come back" was mentioned, Gu Jiachen was very worried that Ji Zetong would suddenly faint, because he seemed to be unable to bear it anymore.After finally finishing this sentence, he secretly let out a long sigh of relief, and then saw Ji Zetong's reaction, but he was still in a daze.

Ji Zetong murmured: "Which gathering did Xiao Xu not take you with me?" The raving voice stopped abruptly here, and Gu's servant felt as if a taut string had suddenly snapped, shaking his heart. .After a pause, I heard him continue:

"I thought it was a big deal, so I didn't know he came back today."

These words were uttered softly, low and thin as if talking to himself, but Gu Jiachen felt that every word seemed to be thrown towards him.The rhyme of the word Dao lingers in my ears and won't go away for a long time.The sound of rushing water came to my ears, reminding Gu Jiachen that the Huanhua River was still flowing beside him.

Although the stream was not wide and the water was not deep, he was still worried that Ji Zetong would jump in suddenly, so he stared at him without blinking.Ji Zetong was also fascinated by the reflection in the stream.Feng Lin drank tea and watched the scenery without disturbing them at all.

The night wind blew by, making a small but sharp call of the southern grasshopper.

At this time, Feng Lin's stomach suddenly growled. He looked down at his watch and found that it was already eight o'clock, so he stood up as if he had missed some important event and said, "Retainer, since you have something else to do, I will go first." go for meal!"

He put the teacup on the stone table, turned his head and said politely to Ji Zetong, "Thank you for your tea, I will invite you back sometime."

After speaking, whoosh disappeared again.

Gu Jiachen was very emotional that this person came and went without a trace, he was always in the dark, and he didn't know what his attributes were.How can this person be so carefree?And why are there always so many difficult things in my own life?

Gu Jiachen's heart was heavy, he really wanted to say something to Ji Zetong.At least he knew that he must be very heartbroken at the moment. When they broke up, Xiao Xu said that Ji Zetong was going crazy.It can also be seen from his sudden deterioration that this incident has had a great impact on him.And he still can't forget it.But Gu Jiachen looked at him like a big rock was pressing on his heart, and he couldn't move it no matter what.

He wanted to persuade him.

But how should he persuade him?What position does he have to persuade him?I can't guarantee that in the future, I won't end up like him, being beaten with a mandarin duck and being abandoned for life.

Gu Jiachen stood there in a daze, a crescent moon had risen in the sky, and it was gradually rising to meet the cries of the grasshopper.Although the lamp under the moon is not as good as the daytime, the tears in my heart are probably enough to soak the sleeve of the spring shirt.After eight years of separation, there is no news, the fire has ignited the love, and the heart has turned to ashes.

Back then, the young man with red lips and white teeth, was tender and charming, and the other was soft and charming.He must bring the tenderness that he has written all over the paper, just like Ren Xiaoxu took him.

In the midsummer of that year, Ren Xiaoxu took him to the Grand Theater to listen to a play. He held his hand and whispered, "the moon is shining on the sea, and we will share this time together at the end of the world"...

On the eve of the college entrance examination, he was so nervous that he couldn't even hold his pen. Ren Xiaoxu took him up to the 66th floor of the Ren's Group Building in one breath. Said loudly, "This is my country from now on, but I want to choose a beautiful woman instead of the country"...

When he was taking the postgraduate entrance examination in his senior year, he suffered from severe insomnia. Ren Xiaoxu hugged him and talked in his ear every night.Telling the story of his childhood, his father specially ordered small chairs for him and his elder brother, and took them to listen to the board of directors, in order to let them be exposed to the influence of the business atmosphere from an early age, so that the succession of the family business will be smoother in the future, but he always fights drowsy...

There are so many of them.Ren Xiaohuai must have done it with Ji Zetong too, right?According to Xiaoxu, the two brothers have very similar personalities.Comparing one's heart to another's heart, how can people not be sad?

Ji Zetong's memories are probably enough to kill him thousands of times.He is also the most obsessed and obsessed person, with a good memory, he can easily remember a word that Gu Jiachen said casually when he was a child, and say it casually until now.Eight years meant nothing to him.

How could he forget those years?I'm afraid that 800 years, 8000 years will not be enough, and we will not be able to forget anything.

The fireworks in the world are always infatuated, and I don't realize that the years have passed.The joyful songs and laughter are still on the side, and it is difficult to sleep in the brocade and quilt of the tent.Before the flowers and under the moon, you will know the cold, and the willows beside the plums will finally explain.Since I was young and lost my youth, I should hate this day in this life.