mountains and deep sea

Fu Wensheng hadn't returned to Wancheng for several years, and earth-shaking changes had taken place here, gradually developing from an ancient city to a commercial city, and those things with an ancient taste were being covered by the cold steel and concrete.

Qi Song took Fu Wensheng to Chen Yuanchun, their favorite old shop. The boss had dealt with Fu Wensheng before, and the two of them seemed to be friends for a long time, and they always got along.When he went abroad, the boss gave him Pu'er tea specially, saying that he would miss the taste of this tea when he was abroad.

A few years later, the boss is still there, but he is almost sixty years old, and most of the work is handed over to his son.

Qi Song called for a pot of Pu'er first, and filled it up for Fu Wensheng, "How about it? I'm a loyal brother, I still remember that you like the taste of this store. It's hard to get an appointment for this place, but I will make a decision after you tell me After returning to China, I specially came to make an appointment.”

Fu Wensheng took a sip of the tea, it was slightly bitter in the mouth, but after the aftertaste, it was good tea.When he was abroad, he usually did projects with his tutor. He had no special hobbies, but he was particularly keen on tea, dialogue, drama and drama, and was often joked by Qi Song to live like an old man.

He turned the cup in his hand and looked around. The decoration here is still the same as before. The tables and chairs are made of wooden tables and benches. Peking opera is playing on the phonograph, which has a particularly Beijing flavor.

"Not bad, thanks brother."

"Ouch," Qi Song expressed surprise, "I see you are so polite, I feel embarrassed."

Fu Wensheng glanced at him nonchalantly, "I advise you to accept it as soon as you see it, and don't climb it just because you are given a pole."

The little girl next to Qi Song probably had never seen anyone refute the face of Young Master Qi like this, she was so teased that she burst out laughing, and when Fu Wensheng looked over, she shrank her smile embarrassingly.

The girl's name is Zhou Zhou, and she is gentle and introverted. When she talks, she is gentle and soft-spoken. No matter how irritable she is, she will probably be quiet for a few seconds when she is with her. It is rare that Qi Song would like this girl.

I don't know, what kind of temperament is Lu Yuzhi?Is it lively and public in a Paris bar, or is it cold and alienated today?

Fu Wensheng put down the teacup, and asked seemingly unintentionally, "Concubine Yu dances well today, is she the head of your troupe?"

Zhou Zhou didn't seem to expect that he would ask about Lu Yuzhi, and he was taken aback for a while, "Oh, you said Yu Zhixiong, yes, he is the closed disciple of Mr. Du Mengqiu, the former head of our troupe, and the only disciple. The youngest principal dancer of the troupe."

"Hmm... very powerful."

"Yes," Zhou Zhou nodded, thought for a while and then added, "He is a very talented and hardworking brother."

Qi Song, who went to order food, came back and heard their conversation, "Who are you talking about?"

"Brother Lu Yuzhi."

Qi Song sat down and frowned upon hearing this, "He..."

He turned his head and looked at Fu Wensheng, "Tell you, I don't know that kind of person much."

Fu Wensheng paused while pouring tea, "How do you say it?"

"You don't know..." Qi Song immediately lowered his voice deliberately, "This man is definitely a lunatic, if he is not a lunatic, he is also a very scheming person. Do you know who he is? It belongs to Uncle Gu in our yard. illegitimate child."

The hand holding the teacup shook suddenly, and the tea spilled on the table. Fu Wensheng looked up at Qi Song, and when he wanted to ask something, Zhou Zhou had already glared at him with a little displeasure, "What are you talking about? Senior brother is so bad." Already!?"

"Why not bad," Qi Song clicked his tongue, "You forgot how he came back to the Gu family's door. On the first day he became the chief, someone posted on the Internet that he was the illegitimate child of the Gu family. Didn't you just want to force Uncle Gu to bring him back home immediately?"

The Uncle Gu that Qi Song talked about was an elder in their yard, named Gu Yunping, who was also a dancer in his early years, and embarked on the road of business in his middle age. His business was doing well, and he was already the boss of a listed company.

Speaking of which, the relationship between the Gu family and the Fu family is not bad.Later, Gu Yunping started business with Fu Wensheng's father, Fu Qian, and the two made their first pot of gold together, and now they have a close business relationship.

Fu Wensheng had always heard about the complicated emotional life of Gu Yunping in his early years, but he never expected that there would be an illegitimate child, let alone that Lu Yuzhi was his illegitimate child.

Fu Wensheng lightly tapped his fingers on a small puddle of tea on the table, and quickly wrapped his fingers with warm water. He looked at the puddle of water, and interrupted the dispute between Qi Song and Zhou Zhou, "So he replied Have you arrived at Gu's house?"

Qi Song, "I'm back, you didn't know that it was big news that he became the youngest chief, but on the day of the performance, someone posted on Weibo that he was Uncle Gu's illegitimate son. Search and send. Everyone is paying attention, do you think Uncle Gu can deny him?"

Fu Wensheng remained silent.

But Zhou Zhou took the words, "But it is true that senior brother is Mr. Gu's son, shouldn't he admit it? Besides, after that day, how many people questioned him as the chief because of Mr. Gu's relationship. It’s what he deserves.”

Qi Song still wanted to argue, but Zhou Zhou had already walked away to the bathroom full of resentment, even if Qi Song called him a few times, he didn't agree.

"Hey, what kind of temper, you just said you have a good temper!" Qi Song murmured.

But Fu Wensheng had no time to care about him, all he thought about was Lu Yuzhi - why would he rather risk being judged by others to disclose his relationship with Gu Yunping in public?Just want to go back to the Gu family?

"Hey, let's not talk about him!" Qi Song patted the table, "What about you, what are you going to do when you return to China? Go to your father's company?"

Fu Wensheng withdrew his thoughts, picked up a rag and wiped the tea, "I'm not interested in those financial securities."

He has been abroad for the past few years, and he majored in medicine. After graduation, he has been studying with a prestigious old doctor in a hospital. Suddenly he returned home without saying a word.

Speaking of this matter, Qi Song showed a gossiping expression, "It is said that you returned to China because of your confidante, and you became a confidante in a fit of rage. Is it true?"

This is not a big news. These people have nothing to do on weekdays and love to listen to gossip.Fu Wensheng went to the police station in France because of beating someone, and it was rumored in circles long before he came back. Some people even said that Fu Wensheng beat others because of his girlfriend. Heard that people were beaten A few ribs were broken, and I spent many days in the hospital.

Fighting is not uncommon, but what is strange is that Fu Wensheng, who has been gentle since he was a child, is the one who fights. What is even more strange is that this fight is for a woman, so much that he didn't even stay in France, and he didn't study medicine.

Fu Wensheng also heard a lot. He drank his tea and smiled, "Who said that? Ask him to come and tell me what kind of girl I like?"

Qi Song choked, and soon realized that what was widely circulated in the circle was nothing but rumors.

"Then why did you return home?"

"I don't want to study anymore." Fu Wensheng said it easily.

But Qi Song didn't believe it, "You can put it down, you put so much effort in order to be able to study medicine, and now you don't want to study? Ghosts believe it!"

Fu's company is a listed company, and it does business in the financial circle. Naturally, they also want Fu Wensheng to study economics.But Fu Wensheng is good. What he likes are doctors who are hard-working and not very flattering. He chose medicine as a major in college. After graduation, he went to France to continue his graduate studies without saying a word. Fu Wensheng's source of income.

At that time, it was Qi Songming who secretly helped him many times, so Fu Wensheng didn't ask Fu Wensheng to live on the streets in France.

Fu Wensheng really liked being a doctor, otherwise he wouldn't have been abroad for many years.But why did he suddenly come back without asking for anything? Fu Wensheng didn't want to reveal, but said, "I just want to come back, there's not so much why."

Qi Song saw that he didn't want to talk about it, so he didn't ask again, "Then what are you going to do when you come back? If you don't go to your father's company, you can become a doctor? Hey, don't say it, my father recently invested in a private hospital to help you find a job in it." Bar?"

Fu Wensheng looked up at Qi Song and smiled, "No need, I won't be a doctor in the hospital."

"No need?!" Qi Song looked surprised, "Then what are you doing?"

Fu Wensheng looked at the tea in the cup, lost his mind for a while, and said, "Go and be a teacher."

In the twilight, the street lights have been turned on, and the warm yellow light reflects the unmelted snow under the feet. The white snow is mixed with black mud and deep and shallow footprints, sleeping tiredly on the concrete floor.

It was almost eleven o'clock at night when Fu Wensheng returned home.He asked Qi Song to help find this house a week before he returned to China.Qi Song knew him well and knew that he didn't like to be noisy, so he chose a place a little away from the urban area. The sound insulation of the community was well done, and he couldn't hear the noise of the roads outside.

He just came back to China today, and it was his first visit to the house, but the decoration of the house was arranged by him and asked Qi Song to watch over it, basically according to his preferences.

The design of the house is simple, with three bedrooms and one living room, and the decoration style is neutral, which will not make people feel cold.The shoe rack at the door is connected to the cupboard, on which are a few figures specially placed for him by Qi Song, all of which are anime characters he liked when he was a child.

Fu Wensheng stepped back to the homeland with one foot, and the other foot was still dangling in distant Europe with jet lag. It was clearly early in the morning, but he was still as energetic as a cow, and he didn't feel sleepy when he fell on the bed.

With his eyes open, his arms resting on his head, looking at the cluster of moonlight slipping in through the curtains and falling on the ceiling, he suddenly thought of Lu Yuzhi.

That night in Paris, in the dark room, people were entangled, they kissed slowly to the sound of cars outside, their breaths were entwined, and their bodies were entangled, as if they were going to die forever.Lu Yuzhi's legs were dangling by the bed, revealing their whiteness and fragility, which stirred up the spring scenery all night.

His body is like a handful of water, flowing on the tip of his heart, and it has a mellow taste, which makes people want to stop after tasting it.

Fu Wensheng was deeply hurt by it.

"Hey", Fu Wensheng sat up suddenly, touched the cigarette by the bedside, leaned against the bedside and smoked, and found his computer on a whim to find out Lu Yuzhi's first performance as a chief dancer that year.

In the video, Lu Yuzhi's dance is no longer Yu Ji, nor is it as enthusiastic as the pole dance that day. It's just a very simple Chinese dance. It's just that when he saw Lu Yu from the beginning, Fu Wensheng felt sad.

Lu Yuzhi was sitting cross-legged on the ground in a plain robe, his eyes were gently closed, and a shadow was naturally drawn from his slender eyelashes, which were gathered under his eyes.When the sad sound of the pipa sounded, he raised his hand, and the sleeve rolled down to the elbow, revealing the white and ruci wrist bones.

That wrist bone was so thin that it could be crushed at any time.

It may be the music or the atmosphere, or the superb dance ability of the performance competition, or Lu Yuzhi, who is so sad and sad that he overwhelmed Fu Wensheng.

The dance ended quickly, and there was a lot of applause, but Fu Wensheng remembered Zhou Zhou and Qi Song's last words to Cho, so he clicked on the comment curiously.

However, in the next second, Fu Wensheng frowned slightly—the focus should have been on the dance performance of the dancers, but everyone below was commenting on the fact that Lu Yuzhi was the illegitimate child of the Gu family. Some people even "suspected" why Lu Yuzhi was able to become the chief dancer, and a group of people began to criticize Lu Yuzhi's lack of dancing ability.

Fu Wensheng was almost laughed out of anger. These people are also very good at telling nonsense with their eyes open. I don't know if they think that contemporary netizens are all talented dancers.

This is a video from two years ago, and the comments are also from two years ago, but he can already see from these comments how intense the abuse against Lu Yuzhi was and how much dirty water was splashed on him.

Obviously, he was supposed to be looked up at high like an exiled immortal, but he was forcibly pulled down and fell into the mud, covered in filth all over.

Fu Wensheng seldom felt compassion for people or things, but at this moment, he suddenly felt pity and distress for Lu Yuzhi.

The night is silent, only the slight exhaust sound of the computer is ringing.Fu Wensheng pulled the progress bar of the video to the front again with a feeling of not knowing how to start, and began to watch Lu Yuzhi's dance over and over again.

Loneliness was the most important feeling Lu Yuzhi gave him at the moment.

The flickering light on the computer screen reflected on Fu Wensheng's face, unable to reveal his hidden expression.He raised his finger and lightly brushed across Lu Yuzhi's face, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, a little bit astringent - but at such a young age, why do you feel so lonely?

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Zuo Erdong Chen

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