After wearing the book, I was with Bai Yueguang

The spring rain is continuous and very gentle.

The rustling and drizzle stepped on the fallen leaves, melted into the soil, and rippled layer after layer on the surface of the pool.

The bastard that Gu Shu had raised in the pond for many years moved slowly for two steps and stopped moving.

Let the rainwater fall into the pool, and watch the water level rise a few millimeters.

Xue Tuan flinched from the soft rain curtain, meowed twice, trying to make Xu Qing, who was squatting by the pool watching the bastard, look at him.

But it's too quiet.

Xu Qing didn't hear it.

In the end, Gu Shu found that the big cat and the kitten were gone, and came to the courtyard to look for them.

He held up an umbrella, ready to pick up Xu Qing by the pool.Xuetuan played by ear, jumped on his shoulders, and went with him.

In fact, the distance from here to the pool is only a few dozen steps.

"It's raining."

The umbrella covered the rain that was about to fall on Xu Qing, and Gu Shu pulled him up.After squatting for a long time, her feet felt a little numb. It took Xu Qing to rely on Gu Shu for a while before she recovered.

"This little bastard is as good-looking as I am?"

Xu Qing shook her head, her slightly damp hair brushed against Gu Shu's clothes, making his clothes wet too.

"No." Xu Qing said obediently, "He came to find inspiration for me, that's why I observed it."

"If you can't write it, then don't write it." Gu Shu said, "I will write it if I want to."

"That's impossible." Xu Qing remembered the reminder letter she saw, "Many people are waiting for my new book."

Can't live up to their expectations.

Gu Shu glanced at the stupid little bastard, "But I can't see you when I wake up."

Xu Qing understood, "I'll wait for you to come with me next time."

Gu Shu smiled, "There is a tea room in the backyard. If you want to watch the rain, go there. You won't get wet."

He led Xu Qing to the tea room.

The place where they are now is the courtyard where Gu Shu used to live and cultivate when he was a child. It is in the suburb of Beijiang, in Shaochuan Mountain.The trees here are dense, green and quiet, and it is a good place to enjoy the cool air in summer.

In front of the teahouse, there is a strangely shaped stone with three powerful ink characters engraved on it: Yichitang.

Xu Qing immediately thought of Gu Shu's self-introduction in class when he was a sophomore in high school. He used the identity of Gu Xiao at that time: "San Xiao is an idiot in vain?"

Gu Shu said softly, "There is one more sentence before."

"Fate to meet you from thousands of miles away."

"Yes, we are destined to meet from thousands of miles away."

Gu Shu pulled him to sit down, Xuetuan jumped down, squatted at the door, wagged his tail, and quietly listened to the sound of the rain outside, sweeping away his usual naughtiness, he could get a glimpse of the demeanor of a tall and cold cat in Beijing University in the past.

Clank and clang.

It was Gu Shu who was making tea.

A curl of white mist rises.

It is one of the few warmth in early spring.

Xu Qing sat quietly for a while, held Gu Shu's hand, carefully observed every line of his palm and finger pulp, and touched the Buddhist beads on his wrist. "I know what the new writing is about."

"Huh?" Gu Shu let him play with his hands, "What is Qingqing planning to write?"

"A Tale of a Traveler and His Cat."

The traveler will take his cat across tens of thousands of miles of vast grasslands and climb snow-capped mountains higher than Mount Everest; he will meet strange creatures in the universe and eat different flavors of delicacies; The dragon crosses the mountains and the sea; maybe you can see the legendary elves, mermaids, and maybe roaming among the galaxies...

Xu Qing said: "This is a fantastic fairy tale."

"I like this."

Gu Shu asked him: "Since it's a fantasy fairy tale, do you want to publish a picture book?"

"Picture book?"

After thinking about it, Xu Qing understood what Gu Shu meant, and invited him directly: "Then you come and make me a picture."

"Okay."

Gu Shu was waiting for Xu Qing's words, but he still wanted to say: "My paintings are not famous, and you may not like them."

"but I like it."

Xu Qing said so.

The tea in the purple sand pot seems to be boiling, and it is gurgling.

Gu Shu had no time to care about it.

There was no time to take care of the snow ball that suddenly meowed.

Because Xu Qing recklessly kissed him.

The rain outside the window did not know when it stopped.

The snow ball jumped on the black umbrella that was stretched out to dry, and knocked the umbrella down.

The popping sound did not attract the attention of the two masters, and Xue Tuan lightly ran to the courtyard to tread water.

Covering up the faint rustling of dragons.

Gu Shu's voice was a little vague: "I've taught you many times, but you still can't do it."

"No way. Nature is dull."

"What should I do?" Gu Shu was distressed.

"Teach me more." Xu Qing said.

"Well, I can only teach you more because of how tired I am, Mr. Gu."

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