embrace the moon

Chensha and Guohui: We are friends now, let's chat together!

Mei Niang and Lai Fu: We are friends now, let's chat together!

Mei Niang and Lai Fu: Hee.

Chensha and Guohui:?

Mei Niang and Lai Fu: Have you finished your homework?

Chensha and Guohui: Yes.

Mei Niang and Lai Fu: (nodding expression) Call me after writing.

Chensha and Guohui: (OK expression)

Gu Yu threw down the phone, turned around and threw himself on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Two 10 minutes later.

Chensha and Guohui: It's over.

Meiniang and Laifu: Photo.

Chensha and Fruit Ash: [Picture][Picture][Picture]

Gu Yu clicked on the pictures, got up and sat back on the desk, carefully looking at each picture.

Suddenly a voice came from the living room: "Xiaobao!"

"Here we come!" Gu Yu hurriedly replied, put down his phone and walked into the living room, there was a girl sitting in the living room, who looked about his age, very calm and gentle, wearing a white dress, looking at him gently laugh it out.

"Manyi, this is my grandson Gu Yu," Mr. Gu pointed to her, then turned to Gu Yu and said, "This is Xu Manyi, hurry up and pour tea for him."

Xu Manyi stood up and waved his hands: "Grandpa doesn't need to be so troublesome."

"What's the trouble, don't bother," Mr. Gu motioned her to sit down and chat, "Xiao Bao, go!"

Gu Yu sighed: "Can you call me Xiaobao when there are only two of us together?"

Gu Yu blew his beard and glared at him, and Gu Yu immediately turned around to get some tea leaves to make tea.

I don't know what the two of them are talking about, but I feel that the atmosphere is quite harmonious.He walked over with the tea tray, poured a cup for each of them, and turned around to go back to continue watching Jian Qiao's homework.

"Xiaobao, come and sit down!" Old Master Gu called him, "Manyi finally came here once, what kind of talk is hiding in the room, you don't know how to behave!"

Gu Yu had no choice but to sit on the sofa next to the old man and listen to the two chatting together.

After a while, Jian Qiao picked up the phone again.

Chensha and Guohui: Was it much wrong?

silence.

Chensha and Guohui:?

silence.

Jian Qiao put away his professional books and mobile phone, and threw them into his bag.He got up with his satchel on his back, passed by row after row of bookshelves, and left the library downstairs.

"Manyi, I don't know how you have been in the past two years?" Mr. Gu asked.

"I'm fine, thank you grandpa for your concern," Xu Manyi said, and asked hesitantly, "I don't know my master...how is he?"

When these words came out, Gu Qianfan was very surprised: "You didn't go to see him after you came back?"

"I haven't contacted him since I went to university in other places." Xu Manyi held the tea in his hand, thinking about it, and was a little dazed, "Naturally, I haven't seen him in two years."

"Oh, that's it," Gu Qianfan said, "You are studying Chinese painting. Although your master is also very good, he is better at oil painting after all. Maybe you will go to further studies, and your master will not be able to help you too much. His The style is unique, and no one else can learn from it.”

Xu Manyi nodded, but still changed the subject: "Then grandpa, have you... met him?"

"I met him once at the end of spring a few months ago. I took Chuyang out to sketch and met him by the Qinghe River," Gu Qianfan recalled. Yes, he likes to smoke, and he also praised Chuyang for his accomplishments, he is good at painting, and he is almost catching up with you!"

Xu Manyi laughed. She never thought that Master would mention her. After two years, she thought that he had forgotten her long ago.

"Grandpa, I'm here this time to see the picture book that your studio released at the beginning of the year," Xu Manyi said, "All the students in the painting boat hall draw well, and I want to learn from them."

Hearing this made people feel comfortable, Mr. Gu laughed twice: "What's the matter? I think the level of senior sister Yi Xianghan can be compared with yours, and everyone else still has a long way to go."

It started, it started again.Gu Yu secretly sighed.

"Xiaobao, go to the study and get a picture book for Manyi." Gu Qianfan patted Gu Yu's leg.

"Oh." Gu Yu got up and walked into the study, and took down the painting album of Huazhoutang from the top shelf. This old man cherishes it very much, and it has the signatures of many of his painting friends.He handed the album to Xu Manyi, sat on the sofa and poured himself a cup of tea, drinking it slowly.Although he is considered half-elegant under Mr. Gu's family, he really hasn't learned how to taste tea, and after drinking it, he still thinks the soda that makes his teeth itchy are delicious.

Xu Manyi reached out to take the picture album, opened it carefully, his eyes stopped on the title page, and did not move.

"It's all signed by fellow painters, no, your master is also on it," Old Master Gu said, "Manyi, if you like it, grandpa will give it to you!"

As soon as these words were said, Gu Yu almost spit out a mouthful of tea, and finally held back, turned his head and coughed for a while.

"...I'm sorry." He endured the humiliation and said under the fiery gaze of the two.

Xu Manyi, who was always humble and polite, actually stared at the album, and nodded in response: "Then thank you, Grandpa."

Old man, what kind of generosity are you showing off? I didn't expect the little girl to agree so simply, right?There is no room for maneuver, right?See what you take every day to read it again.Gu Yu turned his head and smiled secretly.

When Xu Manyi left, Mr. Gu asked him to see off the guests, so Gu Yu had no choice but to accompany her out all the way.The two of them didn't speak a word along the way, even though they didn't know each other and didn't have much contact with each other, walking in silence was unavoidably embarrassing.But walking with her, even though it was uncomfortable, it was not embarrassing.

Gu Yu sent her to the gate of the community, Xu Manyi suddenly stopped, took out his mobile phone and handed it to him: "Leave a phone number."

"Huh?" Gu Yu came back to his senses in an instant.

"Sometimes I have to contact Grandpa Gu, and I am afraid that he is resting and disturbing him. It is more convenient for you." Xu Manyi paused, thought for a while, and asked, "Isn't it convenient for you?"

"Ah...it's convenient." Gu Yu nodded, took the phone and wrote down his phone number.

"Gu Yu, we met when we were young." Xu Manyi said.

Gu Yu's fingertips paused, then quickly finished writing the phone call, and handed it to her: "Really?"

Xu Manyi nodded, and took the phone: "When I was in junior high school, I was at Grandpa Gu's art exhibition."

"...Oh," Gu Yu responded, "I'm sorry, I don't have much memory for a while."

"It's okay," Xu Manyi smiled, "It was just a hurry."

"Where are you going?" Gu Yu asked, "Do you need me to call a taxi for you?"

"It's okay, I'll do it myself," Xu Manyi waved at him, "Goodbye."

Gu Yu nodded: "Goodbye."

He waited until he watched Xu Manyi get into the taxi before turning around and walking back.Xu Manyi looked at his back and lowered the car window.

"Master, go to the bank of Qinghe River." She said to the taxi driver.

"Okay," the master started the car, "little girl, let's go for a walk by the river?"

"No," Xu Manyi held the picture book in his hand, turned to the first page, gently stroked the signature in the upper right corner with his fingertips, and suddenly a lot of emotions surged up, "Go to see an...an old friend. "

It didn't rain, but it didn't clear up either. It was gloomy. It didn't look like a good weather, but it was just comfortable.

She never cared whether her master was called Master, but always called "Teacher Chen", and she called her teacher from one teacher to the other, and she didn't think it was rude.For him, it doesn't matter if the rules are irregular, he is a person who lives outside the rules.

She and her teacher Chen also ran from the west of the city to the east of the city on a cloudy day like today with their drawing boards on their backs.Many people know that Xu Manyi doesn't like rainy days, but no one knows why he doesn't.Every time it rains, she feels that there is something in her heart that hurts.

Gu Yu likes rainy days, especially when it's raining lightly. Everyone is holding an umbrella. You are you and I am me. Everyone is like a lonely silkworm chrysalis.

As soon as he got home, Mr. Gu was waiting in the main hall, asking with interest, "How is it?"

"How about what?" Gu Yu grabbed the teacup and took a big gulp, no matter what kind of tea he drank slowly, anyway, he really didn't remember the taste at all.

Mr. Gu looked at him expectantly: "Manyi!"

"Delivery safely to the gate of the community," Gu Yu saluted him, "Don't worry, Chief!"

Gu Qianfan slapped him on the head, and said bitterly, "You didn't say anything?"

"What are you talking about?" Gu Yu rubbed his head with a dazed expression, "Is there anything to say."

"Ah!" the old man yelled remorsefully, "It's a pity that I gave away all the precious albums, you are so stupid! You really didn't say a word?"

"After a few words, she left me my phone number so that I can contact you in the future." Gu Yu said.

Mr. Gu finally felt comforted, he let out a long sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Wow!"

Gu Yu glanced at him: "I said Comrade Gu, you can worry about it every day."

"Get it for me!" Gu Lao was full of fighting spirit, "What a beautiful girl!"

"Ah—" Gu Yu howled helplessly, turned around and walked to his room.

"Why go?" Elder Gu asked.

"Do homework." Gu Yu replied.

As soon as he sat back at the desk, he picked up his phone and saw several unread messages.

-4:35pm-

Chensha and Guohui: Was it much wrong?

-4:41pm-

Chensha and Guohui:?

-5:03pm-

Chensha and Guohui: Asleep?

-5:47pm-

Chen Sha and Guo Hui: Gu Yu, I can go to your uncle

Gu Yu played music with his mobile phone, and sent a message after the music was over.

-5:54pm-

Mei Niang and Lai Fu: Not many mistakes.

Meiniang and Laifu: [Image]

Jian Qiao clicked on the picture sent by Gu Yu, and it was the correct answer he took, which was written in the notebook.Looking at the handwriting, it is very beautiful, and it writes with a demeanor that no bastard in the Russian-speaking world would even want to know.

Chensha and Guohui: Thank you.

-6:01pm-

Chensha and Guohui: ... Did you study medicine?

Gu Yu laughed and typed and sent it on the phone again.

-6:09pm-

Chensha and Guohui: Not like this.

Mei Niang and Lai Fu: I know my mistake.

Chensha and Guohui: Please.

Mei Niang and Lai Fu: ["Goodbye" old age expression package]

Chensha and Guohui: ["I'm so happy chatting with you" elderly emoticon package]

Sitting in front of the easel, Jian Qiao grabbed his schoolbag, unzipped it, took out his Russian homework, and began to correct mistakes according to the answers written by Gu Yu.

He thought about it, took a photo, doodled a circle with a red pen, and sent it.

-6:18pm-

Chensha and Fruit Ash: [Image]

Chensha and Guohui: Why use directional verbs?

-6:37pm-

Mei Niang and Lai Fu: We were just cooking.

Mei Niang and Lai Fu: Indirect verbs describe frequent and repetitive behaviors, but directional verbs can also express emphasis on repetitive behaviors, pay attention to the difference.

Mei Niang and Lai Fu: Got it?

Chensha and Guohui: ...not yet.

Chensha and Guohui: It's so difficult.

Jian Qiao was racking his brains while looking at the exercises, when his cell phone rang suddenly, it was Gu Yu's online voice call.

He picked up his mobile phone to connect, and there was a crackling sound on the other end of the phone, Gu Yu said immediately: "You open the grammar part of the sixth unit of the second book, it may be more than 130 pages, I don't know much about it. "

"Oh, good." Jian Qiao responded, and immediately took out the book and opened it. There are really more than 130 pages, 134.

"Look carefully at the example sentences above, and then look at the questions in the exercise book. If you emphasize that the action is in one direction, even if the action is repeated many times, you must use directional verbs."

"...Oh, oh," Jian Qiao flipped through the book and read, "I seem to understand."

"Grandpa, there's no salt!" Gu Yu on the other end of the phone yelled, "Don't buy that [-] yuan! Buy me a bottle of Coke by the way!"

Jian Qiao was stunned: "Are you cooking?"

"Yes," Gu Yu held the spatula, clamped the phone between his face and neck, and turned the pot while turning, "Are you moved?"

"I don't dare to move if I want to," Jian Qiao said, "Thank you for your teacher's teaching."

"Well, back off." Gu Yu took down the phone and hung up.

Jian Qiao closed the book and stuffed it into his schoolbag, picked up the brush and continued to paint.When there is no class, he often runs around with his board on his back like this, looking for a small corner by the lake with no people in the bushes, and sitting there can draw for a whole afternoon and night.

But hearing Gu Yu's movement just now, he is a little hungry now, wondering if he should eat something.What to eat, he raised his head and thought about it, the sky gradually darkened, and the sky around seven o'clock in the evening always looked quiet, covering the world in a hurry with the dark gloom and hallucinations. Very lonely.

In this strange city where he came all the way to study in university, Jian Qiao often felt that he was a person without belonging. In a hurry, some talked and laughed.He has seen many faces, painted many portraits of people whose names he does not know, and was finally bought by other people who did not know who they were.

The clear river in front of him is his favorite scene in this city, it always flows so paranoidly, with a proud heart, no matter what big or small bad things are happening in this secular world, it is still crystal clear .

At the place where he put his easel, a girl came about two hours ago, wearing a white dress, she looked pleasing to the eye, so it didn't pollute the beauty in his eyes.Jian Qiao thought about it and drew her.

The girl seemed to be waiting for someone, and while she was painting, Jian Qiao suddenly felt that she might not be waiting for someone.She kept staring at the river in a daze, neither looking around nor looking forward to it, just peacefully and without any hope in a daze.

He still admires it in his heart. He can stand here for two hours without doing anything and just be in a daze. His stature is too low and his temper is too irritable. can do it.

After Jian Qiao finished painting, he felt really hungry, which must have been prompted by the smell of rice on Gu Yu's phone.

The sky had already darkened, Jian Qiao put away the painting equipment, looked up, the other side of the river was empty, no one was standing there in a daze.She no longer waits for the person who can't wait, some people are still waiting for the person who doesn't know if they can wait.

Jian Qiao looked at the other side, a little dazed and in a trance.

That girl is really like a person he can't see but always thinks about.

The author has something to say: This Xu Manyi and Lao Chen are the people in a short story I wrote three years ago, including Gu Qingzi later, all of them are from the previous short story, brothers and sisters who are interested can go to "Song of Songs" "In "Once Upon a Time Slow" and "Barcelona, ​​Amitabha" two chapters.

But "Barcelona" was locked, maybe because it mentioned religion or something, anyway, I will talk about them in the future.

Lao Chen is Xu Manyi's master, Mr. Chen, and the name of Lao Chen has always been the only one in their stories. The names of the two girls were temporarily chosen when I wrote this, and Lao Chen's name was also temporarily changed.

Bai Yueguang Lao Chen in my heart is a veritable artist.