"There are three joys in life, parents are both present, brothers have no reason, one joy; looking up to be worthy of heaven, bowing not to be ashamed of others, two joys; getting the world's talents and educating them, three joys."

The first time Chu Fengge read this sentence was in his father's study one summer when he was 19 years old.

At that time, he was thinking of telling his father Chu Xiao how lucky he was. He had collected two of the three musics that Yasheng mentioned, and the third music was his father's career.

It's a pity that the pages of the book haven't been closed yet. When he excitedly waited to share the joy with his father, he only got the sad news that his father died in England.

Finally, he stayed with his mother Jiang Meng and younger brother Chu Qinghe for two years, but his frail younger brother died of illness. Jiang Meng also committed suicide by jumping off a building due to depression in the same year.

If it wasn't for his younger brother begging him to help him survive before he died, Chu Fengge might end up standing where Jiang Meng fell from the building.

Chu Fengge used to think that the sentence in the movie "When you can no longer have it, the only thing you can do is to let yourself not forget." It is very true.

When he still had it, he often used this sentence to comfort others. It was not until he himself became the one who could no longer have it that Chu Fengge knew what a cruel thing he had been doing.

Memory is like a torture tool cut from sandalwood, which runs through Chu Fengge's body to drain his blood, and then hangs him with the promised ginseng soup.

Chu Fengge was in great pain, watching himself rot and maggots, but he couldn't die.

Yue Qiyun once suggested that Chu Fengge simply burn down the old house and start over, but he was still reluctant.

In the following seven years, Chu Fengge bought many new houses, as long as those residences reminded him of something, he would immediately change one.

But now Bai Qingchen forced him to go home again.

After Yue Qinghe parked the car in the garage and came out, Chu Fengge was still standing in front of the villa door with the number plate "Chu House" in a daze.

After seven years, Chu Fengge thought that he should also be numb, but found that what made his heart hurt was not a wound, but a rusty thorn. It may not be sharp anymore, but it still pierces the heart.

Yue Qinghe seemed to see that Chu Fengge's soul was drifting away, like a dying person, but fortunately, the dying person could still be saved.

Yue Qinghe fixed the casters of the cart full of clothes and daily necessities, walked to Chu Fengge silently, said nothing, did nothing but stood beside Chu Fengge.

"I haven't lived here in seven years, and I haven't hired someone to clean it. It may be a bit messy."

Chu Fengge didn't like to be sympathized with. He spoke with a relaxed expression, but he couldn't find the key out after searching in his pocket for a long time.

Seeing the apologetic and anxious emotions on Chu Fengge's face in turn, Yue Qinghe walked over to gently hold his hand and comforted him gently: "It's okay, I will wait no matter how long, I really can't find a hotel where I can stay with you .”

Chu Fengge instinctively rejects shaking hands with others, especially on a hot day.

When some people had sweaty hands and wanted to shake hands with him without a wink, he even wanted to turn his face and leave immediately.

Chu Fengge originally wanted to break free, but Yue Qinghe's body temperature seemed to be low, and there was no sweat at all.

The two people's fingers were intertwined, which seemed ambiguous no matter how you looked at it, but it suddenly made Chu Fengge feel at ease, and laughed out loud when he heard the words "stay in a hotel".

"You're making it look like our company is really going bankrupt."

In the gradually relaxed atmosphere, he finally found the key and opened the door.

Jiang Meng is a fan. When Chu Xiao proposed, he specially built such a mini Grand View Garden for her in the suburbs of C City.

Of course, in the modern age where every inch of land is expensive, Chu Xiao can't really allocate a land of [-] square meters to build a private house, but he still spent a lot of thought to make the house full of allusions to the red building.

Chu Fengge led Chu Fengge in, and what he saw was a garden in front of him. Huge rockeries of various shapes were scattered in the garden, blocking the buildings inside.

The flower gardens around the rockery used to be full of peonies, but unfortunately there are no dead branches or leaves now.

Chu Fengge pointed to a place with a stone bench and said to Yue Qinghe: "My mother likes Li Bai very much, so all the peonies that were originally going to be planted were changed to peonies. She often said that if Shi Xiangyun was here, he would only sleep on peonies." , can’t sleep peony.”

Yue Qinghe didn't look at the empty flower garden and the dusty stone bench, but stared at Chu Fengge and asked, "So your mother also named you?"

Chu Fengge was very surprised, he actually didn't like his name very much.

In the past, friends often laughed at him as an ancient person, and some people thought his name was pretentious, but it was indeed Jiang Meng’s name, so he always cherished it, but why Yue Qinghe could guess it all at once.

Although Chu Fengge didn't answer, Yue Qinghe saw his doubts and said with a smile: "Your name is Li Bai's poem. I chose the private room for you to go to AST. Do you still remember the name of the private room?" ? That Lushan ballad."

Chu Fengge was surprised by Yue Qinghe's words, but then Yue Qinghe said it right in front of him, and recited the whole poem with its own syllables.

Ordinary people would find it strange to be able to recite the first two lines of Chu Fengge, because after all, this is not Jingyesi, nor is it necessary to memorize poems for nine-year compulsory education.

While lamenting the current threshold of the service industry, Chu Fengge suddenly asked cleverly: "I saw you were young and wanted to ask you if you studied, if you could write lyrics and compose music, but now it seems that you have a minimum education level. , even if you can’t compose music, you can learn to write lyrics.”

It's a pity that Chu Fengge didn't get excited for long, Yue Qinghe poured cold water on him and said: "I never went to school, before I was ten years old, I lived with my mother in various uncle's houses, and later he wouldn't let me go to Le's house." I read. The only reason I can recite that poem is because of you."

Chu Fengge raised his forehead, this child is too cute, he said that when he lived in his uncle's house, his eyes dodged for a while, Chu Fengge guessed that they were probably some prostitutes, so he silently linked those "uncles" Together with Leyan, they cursed ten thousand times.

Seeing Chu Fengge gritted his teeth, Yue Qinghe suddenly took his hand and said, "Although I haven't read a book, I have learned something else..."

Chu Fengge noticed that Yue Qinghe showed that professional smile again, and suddenly raised his hand to tell Yue Qinghe to stop quickly, he was really afraid that Yue Qinghe would tell that his son inherited his mother's career and learned some strange things.

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