"Take a seat." Ye Lai pointed at the stone bench in the pavilion with a withered finger, and Gu Zhinan shook his head.

"I've been sitting for too long. It would be good if I stood up."

Ye Lai turned his head and smiled at Gu Zhinan, his eyes brighter than before.

"I'll call you Zhinan. My wife's surname is Wen. She was a well-known pretty woman from all over the country. She likes to grow flowers. She likes all the flowers in the courtyard."

He softly recounted how they met in the first place. They were two big theater troupes who never got tired of seeing each other. Things fell into place naturally and they ended up together.

That was Ye Lai's happiest time. It was him and her both on and off the stage.

""Love" is really great. Thank you, little friend Zhinan, what do you want? There is no way opera can help you, but I want to thank you for her. I will remember this poem deeply.

Stop and read it to her."

Ye Lai raised his hand, and the wind blew through his fingers, as if he couldn't hold the sand between his fingers.

"In the end, she and I are just left with a page of letter paper that has been read countless times. We said goodbye decades ago. What is left is just endless longing."

"And missing you means that I can travel through time to see you."

Gu Zhinan said sincerely to the old man in front of him.

"I don't need anything. Writing poems is just what I feel. If I can make you and your wife miss each other across time, I will be very happy."

The old man was silent. He stood up and saluted Gu Zhinan, who could no longer stand straight. Gu Zhinan panicked for a moment and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

"Don't play with me, Grandpa Ye, it will shorten your life! I want to live a good life in this world!"

"This is from my wife and I, thank you." The old man held Gu Zhinan's hand with serious eyes.

"Then even if I give you ten or a hundred, it won't be enough!" Gu Zhinan said equally seriously: "If you are like this, how can I write songs for opera in the future? I don't dare to write anymore!"

"Song?" The old man was helped by Gu Zhinan and sat back on the chair. He looked at Gu Zhinan with some confusion.

Gu Zhinan nodded, feeling confident.

"I would like to borrow your wife's story and write a song for the Opera Association. I would like to make this story into a short film and combine it with the song, but I need the help of the Opera Association."

The old man opened his mouth but said nothing. Gu Zhinan squatted in front of him, looking at the reminiscing look in the old man's eyes, his voice became gentle.

"The opera is in decline because people nowadays don't like slow pace or slow life. Their life is very fast, very urgent, and very oppressive. But opera will not disappear. It will never disappear. What happened

Things shouldn’t be buried.”

"If, if she were here, our grandson should be as old as you, and he would be as good as you." The old man stretched out his hand to touch Gu Zhinan's face, with a kind look on his face: "Use it, the Opera Association will help you.

Just ask them if you need anything.”

"Then you have to promise me to stay well and don't go up to sing opera. It's nice to enjoy the flowers and read the poems, isn't it?"

The old man smiled and waved his hands: "I won't sing anymore. She probably thinks I can't sing in tune."

"Then I'll sing it to you. Please listen carefully." Gu Zhinan simply sat cross-legged on the ground and rubbed his face: "I'll give it a try."

In the quiet courtyard, a man's voice sounded. The old man listened carefully, and the expression on his face gradually changed.

One minute later.

Because of the broken sound.

Gu Zhinan burst out laughing, and the old man laughed too, and their laughter echoed in the small courtyard.

After chatting for a while, Gu Zhinan stood up to say goodbye. Looking at Gu Zhinan's back as he walked out, the old man had tears in his eyes and murmured in detail.

"'Red Pity' is such a nice name."

Although I am humble, I dare not forget about my country, even if no one knows me!

"Oh, by the way, Grandpa Ye, my future wife's surname is Xia. She is probably a relatively famous singer in China now. She is as good-looking as Grandma Wen. I think she can give her a hundred out of ten." Gu Zhinan turned around and waved to the old man.

, also showing off his daughter-in-law.

Ye Lai couldn't help laughing all of a sudden, his voice was hearty and crisp, not like the outburst of a centenarian.

"Get out!"

Outside, Ma Liang, Gu Yue and Han Shaolan always felt strange. The two chatted for half an hour. Why did their master's voice become so loud in the end? However, they were not idle either. Xia Ange's red earlobes were those of Gu Yue and Han Shaolan.

In the end of half an hour, the two girls made the uninvited Xia Ange laugh to her heart's content.

So when Gu Zhinan came out, Xia Ange almost ran to him and grabbed his arm. Her long silky hair covered her red earlobes tightly, but the shame hidden in her peach blossom eyes did not diminish at all.

"What's wrong?"

"No, no." Xia Ange shook his head, and Gu Zhinan looked at the two young women strangely.

They covered their mouths and snickered. In fact, they just talked about topics ranging from love to marriage, and then they realized that this girl was like a blank piece of paper.

"You go in and send Master in to rest. Senior Brother Li and I will take care of him tomorrow."

"Okay senior brother." Han Shaolan agreed, and then she and Gu Yue saluted Gu Zhinan and Xia Ange. Their etiquette was really sufficient, Gu Zhinan thought in his heart.

"Zhinan, thank you." Gu Yue said sincerely, whether it was the previous "Blue and White Porcelain" or tonight's "Love in Love", Gu Zhinan had helped them a lot.

"Our senior brothers have prepared midnight snacks in the building. Let's go eat some and take you back?" Ma Liang said with a smile. Gu Yue and Han Shaolan were responsible for taking care of the master today. Since he knew Gu Zhinan, he stayed with him.

"Forget about late night snacks, the two senior sisters don't leave. I'll keep the story short."

Gu Zhinan stopped Han Shaolan and Gu Yue who were about to enter, and briefly told his story about "Red Pity" and Ye Lai's wife.

In the quiet night, there was only the sound of the autumn wind. Xia Ange tightened her clothes. Gu Zhinan frowned and pulled her into his arms. She struggled for a while and became quiet, not wanting to disturb Gu Zhinan's time to talk.

"That's about it. I will write the song "Red Pity" later. I think the three of you can sing the lead vocals. This is what Grandpa Ye Lai means. For the subsequent filming, Lai Jingming from Natural Entertainment will come to the Opera Association to assist

I don’t know what you guys do with publicity or anything. Anyway, Natural Entertainment will help, and then this person will also help. I hope this story can be known to the public.”

Gu Zhinan rubbed the head of his little landlady. She was quite popular, and she used the resources of Dynasty Entertainment.

Ma Liang's eyes were red, Gu Yue and Han Shaolan were still on the verge of tears. The three of them didn't know what to say, but when they looked at Gu Zhinan again, their eyes were full of respect.

The three people performed the greatest courtesy on Gu Zhinan. Gu Zhinan didn't know what to do and had no choice but to say.

"If you keep doing this, I won't write anymore!"

"Don't, don't, don't! Let's talk if you have something to say!" Ma Liang hurriedly stepped forward, but Gu Zhinan hugged Xia Ange, making him scratch his head and head.

Gu Zhinan looked at the three people and said seriously: "There should be more after "Red Pity". Opera should not decline. I don't know how much I can help, so I will try my best."

The three of them wanted to give a gift to Gu Zhinan, but Gu Zhinan glared back. These three people together were over a hundred years old, so it was outrageous to give him and the landlord a gift that together was less than 50.

Oh, his soul is also 29, that’s different...

It's past eleven o'clock in the evening.

The two people on the side of the road looked at the back of the car driving away. Gu Zhinan smiled helplessly at the landlord.

"Isn't it cold anymore? Someone was shivering just now."

He looked up at the sky and then at the ground which was a little damp from the drizzle just now.

Many things are like the weather, it gets hotter or cooler, and another season passes in the blink of an eye.

The sky is filled with summer colors, and the leaves of the trees know the coolness of autumn.

"It was windy and raining at that time, but now it's not cold, and I don't shiver."

Xia Ange naturally held Gu Zhinan's arm and spoke in a low voice. She tilted her head, without wearing a hat or mask, and her long hair fell naturally, spreading the beauty of the moonlight.

"I want to take a walk with you. We haven't walked together for a long time."

"Not yesterday?"

"Someone is here."

"Oh, I understand, it's more about romance than life." Gu Zhinan nodded: "Then let's walk back. Let's make an agreement first. It's still one kilometer away from the hotel and I won't carry it."

"Gu Manzi is so stingy."

Xia Ange suddenly said to Gu Zhinan with a smile, her beautiful peach blossom eyes were as curved and gentle as the moon hanging high.

Gu Zhinan seemed to have returned to that night all of a sudden, with the stubborn girl lying on his back and whispering softly.

So stingy.

Gu Zhinan smiled, it really suited her character.

On the quiet path, two figures walked very slowly, deliberately slowly.

"Gu Manzi."

"Ang." Gu Zhinan was used to switching between good and bad titles for the landlady, so he just agreed anyway.

"What did you talk to Grandpa Ye Lai about?"

"He said his wife's surname was Wen, Wen Wan and Gentle Wen, and I said my future wife's surname was Xia, Xia Ange."

Gu Zhinan thought for a moment, recounted the content, and then looked sideways at the landlady's little face, which gradually turned red.

"shameless!"

Xia Ange's cheeks turned red as expected, but she quickly raised her head with a clear and sweet voice.

"Since I was a child, many people have had thoughts about me. I know that I am prettier than the average person, so I will deliberately act ugly. I am not in a hurry to fall in love, and I don't want to fall in love. Then I waited until you appeared,
To be continued...