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When Gu Songnian stepped into the teahouse, he saw Bai Yuntian's freshly written calligraphy hanging on the bamboo beams, which looked like couplets missing from the teahouse.Gu Songnian stretched out his hand to caress the rice paper, and the ink was still wet. He read one by one: "The bright moon and the breeze are friends, and the mountains and rivers are bosom friends—good couplets, good characters."

Bai Yuntian put down the brush and sneered: "What's the matter, don't humiliate me."

Gu Songnian pointed to the words and said, "This is really a good word!"

Bai Yuntian knocked on the tea table, and there was a newspaper on it. Gu Songnian went to pick it up, and found that the newspaper had already turned yellow and was extremely brittle, and a corner fell off when he touched it lightly. Bai Yuntian said, "Be careful."

Gu Songnian nodded and bowed his head: "Yes, yes." He looked at the newspaper, which was a [-] "Guangxi Daily". In addition to Fangfang News, there was also a calligraphy written in pen: "Autumn Night 噭 噭 Among the Clouds Crane, ancient tune Lingling Songxiaqin. Bright moon and clear wind are friends, high mountains and flowing water are bosom friends." The handwriting is like a dragon snake, with a chic spirit, it seems that Bai Yuntian's calligraphy is imitated and practiced, but it is a pity that he only learned one shape and has no charm.

Gu Songnian smiled and said, "Whose handwriting? It's very powerful."

Bai Yuntian circled his fingers, flicked the brush, and said casually, "Qi Shengxian's."

"Tell me about you, you have been thinking about him for so many years, and you never went back to see him—" Gu Songnian upheld justice, "I said, he has raised your son so much, are you worthy of him?"

"I'm sorry, so what?" Bai Yuntian poured a cup of tea for himself, put it to his mouth, felt it was hot, and then put it down again: "Every time I want to go back, I think, he can accept me leaving him behind. His facts? How can I explain? The more I delay, the harder it is to explain. The harder it is to explain, the less I dare to go back, the more I dare not go back, the more I procrastinate..."

Gu Songnian interrupted: "Okay, don't explain, explaining is just covering up, why didn't you take the two of them with you when you ran away?"

Bai Yuntian stopped his teacup, and the hot tea splashed all over the table: "Are you sick? Have you ever seen someone who absconded in fear of crime and took his family with him? Did I think that once I arrived in Japan, I would never go back?" Gu Songnian Knowing that Bai Er likes to come to Yin, he usually doesn't get angry. Anger is just a tool for him to cover up his guilt, so he immediately pretended to comfort him: "Okay, okay, look at your temper, it's like a devil entering the village every day."

Bai Yuntian pointed at him angrily: "My devil has entered the village? If you don't provoke me, I can scold you? Not only will I scold you, I will also tease you." As he spoke, he grabbed the writing brush on the table and threw it at Gu Songnian vigorously. He laughed straight, and ran around the table.He is only in his early thirties now, he is young and greedy for fun, his parents are still alive, and he is not yet the head of the family.It was a long time later that he realized that when he became the head of the family, he would be like this. There were no elders at the top, and there were people waiting to be fed. The head of the house was worried about everything, but there was no one to share his worries.

The two of them ran around the teahouse, stopped after a while, and went back to each other, doing their own things.Bai Yuntian got bored from practicing calligraphy, so he put down his brush and started to make tea; Gu Songnian sat beside him, looking at the newspaper, trying to find the secret of the calligraphy.When the two were speechless, a group of cranes flew in the artificial landscape outside the teahouse, with white feathers flying around. There was a child standing on the shore, thirteen or fourteen years old, with thin hands and feet, staring blankly at the water.

"Gu Zhou! What are you doing! Be careful not to fall into the water!" Gu Songnian yelled, raising the hem of his kimono and chasing the child, as if to hit him.The child was timid, and seeing that he was about to be beaten, he shrank his neck, swished back into the reeds, and disappeared.

Seeing that he couldn't be caught, Gu Songnian returned to his seat angrily, and Bai Yuntian asked with boiling water, "Your son?"

Gu Songnian said: "My sister's son, do you remember my sister? You seem to have been to her wedding."

Bai Yuntian pondered: "Maybe, it's been too long, I don't remember—why are you taking care of your nephew?"

Gu Songnian spat: "The Hu family saw that the child was old and undifferentiated, and said it was useless. They don't want it, and my sister is gone, so they can only throw it to me; if you don't want your son, throw it to me too. You are Don’t you think my place is a nursery?”

Bai Yuntian dropped the tea spoon, stood up, and patted him on the shoulder: "You take care of the baby, we don't worry." Gu Songnian shrugged in disgust, and Bai Yuntian's hand just hit him on the face, and couldn't help but tease him: "The skin is very good , thin skin and tender meat."

Gu Songnian said: "Get out!"

Bai Yuntian smiled, walked to the side of the teahouse, looked at the scenery outside, rolled up the sleeves of his kimono, thoughtful.Here he built it according to the original appearance of the Crane House in Jinghu, Guilin. He piled rockery, diverted running water, planted reeds, raised cranes, and scaled down the building.

Bai Yuntian looked at the water, and the white cranes were dancing, singing and dancing, just like a fairyland.He couldn't help muttering: "The bright moon and the clear wind are my friends, and the mountains and rivers are my bosom friends..."

Gu Songnian walked up to him, and the two stood side by side, looking at the water together, listening to him recite poems, they seemed very lonely. "Don't feel bad," Gu Songnian nodded and said, "Aren't I your bosom friend?"

Bai Yuntian nodded, and said again: "Qiuxiao 噭噭 Yunjian Crane, the ancient tune Lingling Songxiaqin. I am Yunjianhe, you are Songxiaqin, we two are looking for a friend in the mountains and rivers."

Gu Songnian smiled, feeling benefited.

"It's a pity that the person I love is not my bosom friend," Bai Yuntian said again, "Is this a tragedy?"

Gu Songnian said, "Don't you love me? You bastard."

Bai Yuntian said: "Fuck you, the love I'm talking about is not this kind of love, can you sleep with me?"

Gu Songnian said: "Don't disgust me, get out!"

The two looked at it for a while, as the sun was setting and the white crane was returning to its nest, they also planned to put away the pens and paper, and go back to the house to talk again.When Gu Songnian was tidying up the waste paper on the table, he saw a sheet full of rhymes, which seemed to be a waste manuscript written by Bai Yuntian. He took it over and wanted to take a closer look, but was snatched away by Bai Yuntian.

Gu Songnian pointed to the waste paper and said, "What's written on it?"

Bai Yuntian said, "It's nothing, waste paper."

Gu Songnian said: "Are you kidding me, you hide the waste paper so quickly?"

"Let me tell you something," Bai Yuntian talked about it from left to right, "in two days, after the identity procedures are completed, you can take Qi Jinming to Tokyo, and I can look after the business."

Gu Songnian asked: "What are you going to do?"

Bai Yuntian crumpled up the waste manuscript and threw it into the distance: "I'm going to Guangxi."

"Are you crazy?" Gu Songnian stretched out his hand to pull Bai Yuntian's shoulder, but he dodged it. He said, "Change your name, say you are an overseas Chinese, and Lei Zi can't find me here." He looked serious, expressing that everything was over. Certainly.

Gu Songnian asked: "What are you going to do? Post a missing person notice?"

Bai Yuntian replied: "I know where he went, he won't die, I know it."

Gu Songnian had no choice but to wave his hands: "You can do whatever you want, I'll take care of my nursery."

Bai Yuntian saw that he agreed, and said with a smile: "Very good, is your nephew going to study in Japan? Why don't you let him and Qi Jinming enroll in a class together."

Gu Songnian shook his head: "Forget it, he is very cowardly, and he will be bullied when he goes abroad - he hasn't finished middle school yet, and he has to continue his studies when he returns to Beijing. After finishing, let him go to Zhejiang University. The curriculum is tight, so don't make trouble .”

Bai Yuntian agreed, and he possessed himself to silently pack up the manuscripts, and went to take off the rice paper hanging on the bamboo beams. Before the night was completely covered, he put on his wooden clogs, put the manuscripts in his arms, and walked slowly.Bai Yuntian wore a pure white kimono, a toga with large sleeves, and a crane was embroidered on the back. The crane has a red top and white feathers, representing the Bai family logo.The two cranes behind him, one about to fly, the other falling to the ground, are lifelike.He wandered into the night, and in the hot spring smoke, the pure white figure gradually disappeared.

Gu Songnian kept stretching his neck to see if he really left, until Bai Yuntian could no longer be seen, he hurriedly picked up the hem of his kimono, lifted up his trousers, and waded down to retrieve the waste manuscript that Bai Yuntian threw into the water .He picked up the manuscript paper and saw that the ink stains had already faded away, so he could only make out some words.Gu Songnian tried his best to identify it by the moonlight, and finally realized that it was a "thousand-year tune":

Do this as a reward body, and learn to sing for thousands of years.Do you want to be a good pair of mandarin ducks, invincible to gods?Sitting in lotus position, the white clouds change in the sky.Like a dream, like a bubble, like dew electricity.

Sitting alone in the meditation room, the wind blows the curtain.Burning red incense and yellow incense are not as good as heart incense, which has no color, appearance, and sound.The lights are hard to continue, the sea of ​​longevity, the sky without night.

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The complete book of Liuru is here for the time being, and before the third part of the universe is written, I will write some short stories about it.