Gu Shaoshuai's happy life

This year, there was a heavy snowfall in the Northeast, and the snowflakes flying all over the sky ravaged and covered the land. In the military vehicle, although it was not eroded by the fierce wind outside, it still felt as if it was sitting in a coffin vehicle, it was freezing cold.

"Stop." Sitting in the car, Ye Li saw the sign of Gu Mansion in front of him, asked the driver to stop, and wanted to go out for a walk.

"Where is Staff Officer Ye going?" the driver asked.

"I've been sitting all day today and want to go for a walk. You can drive back first. You don't have to wait for me." Ye Li walked out of the car door.

Ye Li came to the front of Gu's mansion, looked at the closed door, and couldn't help but think of the scene where Gu Qingyan blocked the gun for himself three years ago. This seemingly frail scholar had such explosive power. If it was Ye Li in the past, he must have I will be moved and shocked by it, but unfortunately, this is just a scene. The meticulous choreography three years ago made Gu Qingyan dream in a dream for three years. He didn't know it, or rather, he didn't want to know it.

Three years later, Ye Li never saw Gu Qingyan again after leaving the hospital that time, and this man disappeared before everyone's eyes as if he had disappeared. He didn't say anything to Ye Li, as if the incident had passed, Or nothing happened.

Ye Li stood in the snow, watching a servant take out a big broom to sweep away the snow in front of the door, leaving a wet piece on the stone steps, and a few withered yellow leaves fell from the big tree in front of the door, looking bleak lonely.

The doorman glanced at Ye Li who was standing in the middle of the snow in surprise, but said nothing. It must have been a long time since there was no doorman, and a person suddenly appeared looking at Gu's mansion, which was a little strange.

Ye Li was stunned for a moment, feeling that it was meaningless to stand there, so he walked slowly in the snow, his expression was very quiet, like a god, he seemed to be recalling the past, or Saying goodbye to a past.

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Gu mansion.

"Master butler, let me tell you, I am familiar with the stuff of smoke and soil. As long as this thing is in my hands, when the little man smells it with his nose and sees it with his eyes, I will sort it out. Can you say that what I gave can be wrong!"

"Let me tell you, my cloud soil is a high-quality product among domestic opium. No matter how many people want it, I won't give it to me. It is specially reserved for Mr. Gu. It is said in the industry that this cloud smoke smells fragrant, and three mouthfuls are worth one." Qian, I assure you, if this Mr. Gu smokes this cigarette, he will never smoke another cigarette for a second time!"

Hearing what the cigarette seller said, the butler said with a serious face: "Okay! Just talk about it here, don't shoot me in front of my husband, or you will wring your mouth! After you put out the cigarettes, leave , Don’t say anything, do you understand?”

When the cigarette seller heard this, he said with a smile: "The villain knows, and the villain won't talk too much."

The housekeeper brought the cigarette dealer into the inner room, and respectfully Gu Qingyan said: "Sir, I brought something here, can you take a look?"

Gu Qingyan behind the curtain responded softly, "Well, put it down." Then, the butler led the people away.

Before leaving, the cigarette dealer secretly looked back at Gu Qingyan. The man's expression was sober, not like other people who smoked opium. The smoke dealer looked at him in a daze. Suddenly, the man's sharp eyes stabbed at him through the curtain. , That kind of gaze is a kind of resentment, which makes people chill.

When the housekeeper saw it, he chopped off the cigarette seller's head, "I'll make you blind!"

Not long after the person left, Feng Xiaolou walked into the inner room, saw the smoked soil on the table, and said to Gu Qingyan: "This smoked soil is of good quality."

Gu Qingyan lifted the curtain and walked out, without saying anything, put the box of cigarettes away.

Feng Xiaolou glanced at Gu Qingyan, and snorted, this man is just so contrived... In the past three years, the sharpness of Feng Xiaolou's words has grown with age, and he regards Gu Qingyan's acquiescence as a kind of trampling , when everything broke out, the more Gu Qingyan repressed, the more shameful Feng Xiaolou became, so he began to resent, he wanted to burst out those vicious and treacherous words, he stabbed like a poisonous thorn again and again Gu Qingyan, the more blood flowed, the more painful he felt.

"This smoky soil is so fresh, don't you want to taste it?" Feng Xiaolou squinted at Gu Qingyan, and there was a kind of contempt in her phoenix eyes.

Gu Qingyan covered her mouth and coughed twice, then said softly, "Have you had breakfast?"

Feng Xiaolou ignored Gu Qingyan, took out the tobacco soil, helped Gu Qingyan put it on, then handed it to him, and said with a smile: "Sir, you can have a taste, Xiaolou made it for you personally."

"Put your things down, sit here if you're bored, or go outside for a walk."

"Isn't it okay for me to serve you here, sir? You don't have to dodge smoking by yourself every time, Xiaolou is with you."

Gu Qingyan knew that Feng Xiaolou just couldn't find it, so he asked, "What exactly do you want?"

Feng Xiaolou chuckled, "I don't do anything, I just feel that my husband will be bored by himself, so I come to accompany you."

"I don't need you to accompany me! Get out!" Gu Qingyan looked at Feng Xiaolou and scolded angrily.

"Sir, why are you losing your temper with me! It's not because of me that you can't do without opium every day! You have to feel uncomfortable and go to the staff office. You can't go to the entire military region! What's the use of sulking at home !" Feng Xiaolou glanced at Gu Qingyan.

Gu Qingyan was coughed by Feng Xiaolou's words, and the addiction to cigarettes came up again, "Get lost!"

"Huh! You tell me to get out, I get out, you want Ye Li to come in, right? Is he willing! He is happy to be with Gu Shangbei! Will he be willing to serve you, a smoker, like me?"

Gu Qingyan stood up all of a sudden, and firmly grabbed Feng Xiaolou's neck, "Say it to me again!"

Feng Xiaolou clasped Gu Qingyan's hand, and said word by word with difficulty: "Am I wrong... If you hadn't helped Ye Li block a shot...you would have gone to the hospital for first aid...you would have shot something like that... Du Lengding...you will become addicted to this cigarette...you have been seriously ill for so long...has he ever visited you!" Feng Xiaolou said heartbreakingly, tears flowed down because of suffocation.

Gu Qingyan put down his hand dejectedly, and there was a red mark on Feng Xiaolou's neck, "Gu Qingyan, you will only hide in this room and deceive yourself, thinking that you are still the same Gu Qingyan from before. Xiao Yushu and Gu Gu An's celebration banquet, have you ever gone out?"

"You, here, me, shut up!" Gu Qingyan gritted his teeth and said, all these years he tried hard not to think about it, his life was innocent, but at this moment it was ruined by this Yantu, and Feng Xiaolou fiercely He tore open his wound, that kind of flesh and blood pain mixed with deep unwillingness.

"I'm going to tell you!" Feng Xiaolou glared at Gu Qingyan fiercely, "You should be sober! Ye Li is so valued by Gu Gu'an and Song Kaiwen, so there will be no one to protect him in the barracks? You may be the one cheating!"