After I die, I become the white moonlight in your heart

After much consideration, Ye Qiao decided not to go to Chu Garden.

No matter how good Chu Garden is, it has become the home that survives in his memory. Everything is in the past tense. After all, Chu Garden today is different from before, and it doesn't make sense for him to go back.It's just an empty shell with the same name, and the soul is absent.

Jiang Xu said, "I thought you liked it very much."

Ye Qiao looked straight into his eyes: "I only like Song Ran," she said after a pause, "His performance has nothing to do with anything else."

Ye Qiao said no, Jiang Xu was not annoyed, and arranged another place for him.

Jiang Xu took Ye Qiao to meet a person, an old senior who has quit the music and art world, has a eccentric temper, and is sincere. He has spent his whole life on theatre, and only listens to the persuasion of his juniors when he can't sing anymore. , went home to retire.

The background of this senior is not simple. The real relatives and descendants of the emperor are figures that should not be underestimated.

Jiang Xu leaned back in the chair and dozed off, and didn't tell Ye Qiao the background of the person who introduced him later, he didn't want to add psychological burden to the child.And Jiang Xu has his own plan, if he can really introduce Ye Qiao to the other party, it will be the best of both worlds.

Ye Qiao's talent is extraordinary, just because she doesn't know how to cater to people's personalities, she might impress the old man.

Ye Qiao, Rong Ruwen's senior, has heard for a long time that among the legendary characters in the opera world, there is not a single play that is not a classic.But the news about senior Rong Ruwen was limited to the stage.

From the beginning of the stage to the retirement, the old man did not accept any interviews or meet any fans for decades. In the hearts of the public, every classic opera stage has run through the life of the old man Rong Ruwen. He is a mysterious legend.Some people say that he has an eccentric temperament, but seniority and achievements are at the forefront. It seems inappropriate for such a highly respected person not to be eccentric.

Ye Qiao didn't expect that Jiang Xu would bring her to meet such a person, she was stunned, she clenched her fingers slightly and let go: "What should I do."

Jiang Xu said: "Normal heart."

Ye Qiao nodded slightly, followed Jiang Xu to a mansion, he didn't even know there was such a big mansion in Danyang City.

The garden style in the whole mansion is obviously not from the area in the south of the Yangtze River. Ye Qiao felt that she was no different from that grandma Liu who entered the Grand View Garden. Seeing that the anxiety of the old man Ruwen was completely shaken by the scene in front of him, he waited. Jiang Xu told him to get out of the car to meet people, Ye Qiao was so belated that she couldn't even lift her legs.

He looked up into Jiang Xu's eyes: "I'm a little nervous."

Of course more than some, he was very nervous.Jiang Xu's negotiating with such a circle does not mean that he will accept it. If the other party is just an ordinary person, Ye Qiao can accept it with peace of mind, but once too many complicated things are involved, Ye Qiao's psychology of resistance is stronger than he imagined. Even more serious.

Jiang Xu took the initiative to hold Ye Qiao's hand for the first time: "Senior Rong is just a play idiot, you just need to remember this."

If it wasn't for his physical condition, how could senior Rong be willing to live here? Senior Rong Ruwen despises royal power and wealth the most, but the reality is that none of the descendants who surround him to persuade him don't hold these things.

Ye Qiao's thoughts were suddenly pulled into their hands by Jiang Xu's movements, and she was about to try to pull them out, but Jiang Xu had already let go of him: "It's here."

There is a pavilion not far in front of the eyes, and an old man is leaning against the steps beside the pavilion. The old man is stepping on the cold stone steps, with a fish basket next to him, sitting by the lotus pond to fish.

The water in the lotus pond meanders without end, and the withered lotus leaves are floating on the water. The surrounding is very quiet, and you can clearly hear the jokes humming from the old man's mouth, and you are not afraid of disturbing the fish that are about to take the bait.

Jiang Xu waited for Rong Ruwen to finish singing before leading Ye Qiao up, approached and greeted the old senior.

Rong Ruwen turned his head, looked past Jiang Xu and fixed on Ye Qiao, and said after a few seconds: "Hey, it's a seedling, a good seedling, come and sit with grandpa for a while."

After Rong Ruwen finished speaking, he made two peeps, muttering to himself why he still cared about his seniority being grandpa.

Ye Qiao quietly sat down beside Rong Ruwen, her hands and feet were slightly stiffened, her heart was still beating fast.

Rong Ruwen smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, I'm just an old man, what's your name, good seedling."

Ye Qiao reported her name seriously and honestly, and Rong Ruwen nodded: "I have good bones, and I have a voice bestowed by God, who can sing? Let me listen to two passages for Grandpa."

Jiang Xu sat down in the pavilion behind him, not disturbing their conversation.Ye Qiao sang as she should, and he was free to talk to Senior Rong about anything, but Jiang Xu rashly intervened to help Ye Qiao talk, which would not be conducive to today's purpose.

Some people have a unique vision for seeing people. If you talk to the other party carefully, they will look down on you. They respect their nature and talk to each other in the form that is closest to themselves. This is what the old man really does.

What's more, Rong Ruwen's recuperation is really going to go wrong. If you are free, the fish in the lotus pond in front of you will be caught by him. No matter how you discuss, put the cold chain or the hot face, the people at home will not let him go back to sing, afraid of toss.

Ye Qiao delivered it to the door by herself, just to relieve Rong Ruwen's boredom.He has confiscated closed disciples, and his personality is not suitable for patiently teaching others. If there are some things, there will be no second time after one pass. People who have no talent in this area really can't understand it.

Ye Qiao sang a short section of "Beating Pigweed". There are different genres of opera, and in Ye Qiao's mind there is no difference between them, let alone learning the same genre of opera.

Rong Ruwen was delighted to hear it, and clapped his hands after listening to it. He felt more and more that having a good young man by his side to relieve his boredom was more interesting than thinking about going on stage and singing all day long. Allowed.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Jiang Xu knew that things were probably going well. Ye Qiao casually glanced at Jiang Xu's direction from the corner of his eye. Before he could make a sound, he heard someone calling Grandpa. She patted her head, pulled Ye Qiao and wanted him to block her, but Ye Qiao's figure couldn't cover him at all, and was soon found by someone.

The young man who was about the same age as Ye Qiao looked like a well-fed young man, his big and bright black eyes showed that he was very simple, but his eyes were a little red, as if he had cried.

The young man nodded his head to Ye Qiao, knelt down and hugged his knees and said to Rong Ruwen, "Grandpa, I'm going back to drink the medicine."

Rong Ruwen groaned: "You kid, I'm not your grandfather, don't mistake me."

After listening to Rong Ruwen's words, the boy's slightly bulging bun face shrunk, and the redness in his eyes gradually deepened, he didn't care about the fact that there was a stranger in front of him who could cry if he could.

The tone of the word "grandfather" changed from his mouth.

Ye Qiao felt that it was not suitable for her to stay here at the moment, and was about to move back to Jiang Xu's direction, but Rong Ruwen turned to him and said, "Good boy, come and find grandpa tomorrow."

The white-clothed boy next to him heard Rong Ruwen calling himself a grandfather to Ye Qiao, his face and eyes were red and wet.

"Old man, go back and drink some medicine first." Seeing the boy still squatting on the ground, Rong Ruwen said, "Let's go, don't cry."

Jiang Xu got up: "Let the old man walk slowly."

The strange old man took the child away, Ye Qiao put away her numb legs and almost couldn't stand up.

Ye Qiao asked: "Are we going to leave like this?"

Jiang Xu hummed, seeing that Ye Qiao was still a little silly, it was rare for her to show a slight smile.

"Let the driver take you here tomorrow, I still have work to do."

Ye Qiao said yes, on the way Jiang Xu drove back, he vaguely felt that something was wrong with this person, and when the car drove back to the garage of the apartment and parked it, Ye Qiao reached out and talked to Jiang Xu's cheek, and pressed it to his forehead coldly.

"Sir, you have a fever."

Jiang Xu said: "Low fever, just go up and take some medicine."

The driver had already brought Wu Dongdong back. The child was watching cartoons in the living room, and when he heard the sound from the entrance, he immediately ran over and hugged Ye Qiao's leg: "Dongdong misses Brother Qiaoqiao very much today."

Ye Qiao bent down and kissed the child's forehead, Jiang Xu watched intently before going upstairs to find the medicine box.

When Ye Qiao followed, Jiang Xu had already taken the medicine by himself, and the medicine bottle he took in let him know that Jiang Xu had taken it together with the antidepressant medicine. This person might think that he couldn't understand foreign languages.

Symptoms are normal between seasons, and no one knows better than he.Ye Qiao knew best, but he was quietly waiting outside the door, guarding his line and not retreating, and did not step forward to ask Jiang Xu to release his care at this moment.

He wanted to watch, it seemed familiar, didn't he?