Looking at the bright moon

Jinfeng Tea House has a particularly large number of guests today.

In the middle of the back hall on the first floor is a low stage, separated by a screen on the left and right. A young woman is sitting on the stage with a pipa in her arms, beside an old man in gray robe with gray hair and strings.That girl is bright and slim, her voice is sweet and crisp, and she can play a good tune.After singing a few words, there was a burst of applause from below, and there were no empty seats, even the aisles were crowded with people.

The towel-handlers and the peddlers of cigarettes and snacks shuttled through the crowd like fish. The business of the teahouse was good, and they followed suit.The girl playing the pipa raised her eyes and glanced down casually. There was a miasma of smoke. It would be better not to look at it when it was not like this.She felt bored, and was just about to look away, when she saw a fan fall from the box on the east side of the second floor and hit a peddler on the head, he covered his head with an ouch.

The owner leaned out half of his body to look down, met the gaze of the peddler, hooked his fingers at him, and said, "Send it up quickly."

This man had a handsome and upright appearance, and his expression was quite arrogant, which caused the girl's eyes to linger on him for a moment.Before he finished speaking, the curtain on the other side was lifted by the folding fan again, revealing a young face.The girl accidentally met those eyes implying the spring breeze, and suddenly her fingers and heart were confused, and she plucked a string by mistake.

Yue Duanming laughed loudly when he heard the sound, pointed at the person sitting opposite and said: "Brother, when that girl saw you, she even forgot how to play the tune. If she ruined the business because of this incident, you must bear [-]% of the responsibility."

Wen Mingyu closed the folding fan and held the tea ceremony: "If I have such a great ability, I don't need to waste a lot of time on bargaining when negotiating business."

Before Yue Duanming could answer, Yongtang who was sitting next to Wen Mingyu suddenly stretched out his hand and flipped the buckle of the curtain, and the hanging curtain immediately covered Wen Mingyu firmly.Yue Duanming stared at him, and said: "Stingy, you are so stingy. What kind of treasure is your uncle that people can't even look at?"

"She's an actress who sings on stage, what right does she have to see my uncle?" Yongtang said, then smiled at Yue Duanming, and said, "Does Uncle Yue love her? If the six aunts find out, you may have to live again tonight." Longyuan is here."

Yue Duanming snorted coldly: "I am a dignified man, how can I be afraid of a few women?"

He was only focused on talking, and the cup of tea in his hand had been cold for some time, but he didn't know it, so he took it up and drank it.Seeing this, Miss Yue Liu, who was sitting quietly at the side, hurriedly called out to her father, took the cup of tea from his hand, poured a steaming cup and handed it to him.Holding the tea, Yue Duanming said to Wen Mingyu: "Look at my daughter, how caring, and her appearance is also one of a kind, but unfortunately she hasn't married yet."

"Marriage is a matter of mutual consent. She didn't marry. She has her own reasons. Why should you worry?" Wen Mingyu opened the fan halfway, quickly closed it again, and replied nonchalantly.

The moment Yongtang opened the fan, he vaguely saw two lines of poems on it, which seemed to be Wen Mingyu's handwriting, but it didn't look like it.The workmanship of that fan was also quite crude, not as exquisite as the other ones held by Wen Mingyu at all. His curiosity was aroused, and he said to Wen Mingyu: "Uncle, I want to see your fan."

Wen Mingyu didn't speak, but just tapped his hand with a fan.Yongtang quickly spread the palm in front of his uncle, but Wen Mingyu seemed to be about to hand him the fan, but before he could grab it, he raised his hand and slapped Yongtang's palm.Yongtang immediately retracted his hand in pain, and shouted angrily and wronged: "Uncle!"

All the people present laughed, Yue Duanming said: "Yongtang is 21 years old, and he loves acting like a child. When I was your age, I was already married and had children, and I made great achievements in the battlefield."

After he finished speaking, he felt that this was inappropriate.The pair of uncles and nephews in front of them, not to mention this nephew who just grew up, even the uncle, doesn't even have a woman around him.He thought hard for a long time, and suddenly remembered that Wen Mingyu had a son who was as old as Yongtang, and quickly added: "Look at your uncle, he has a son at the age of 15, you should learn from him!"

Wen Mingyu received this inexplicable compliment, but she didn't appreciate it, and responded very coldly: "I only know that drinking will make you drunk. Why did you drink a few sips of tea and talk about drunkenness?"

"Haha, did I make you unhappy? I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Yue Duanming bowed to him jokingly, and then looked at Yongtang: "I remember that when you were young, you were very close with my Xiaoliu. Now we Your uncle has some serious things to talk about, so you can take Xiao Liu out to have fun, she will be very happy even if she sits in the park for a while when she rarely goes out."

When Miss Yue Liu heard this, she quickly lifted her coat and quietly stood aside from her seat.Yongtang seemed very reluctant, got up after a long time, put his hand in his pocket, and said to Wen Mingyu: "Uncle, shall I go then?"

"Go." Wen Mingyu saw that Yongtang was standing next to Miss Yue Liu, half a head taller than her, handsome, and really looked like an adult, so she couldn't help smiling: "Shang Zhi is the jewel in your Uncle Yue's palm, so don't neglect him." her."

Yongtang hesitated to speak, with a sad expression on his face, but finally he didn't say anything, and led Miss Yue Liu away.Yue Duanming was satisfied and said with a smile: "Look, they match so well, it's not that you don't like my Xiaoliu, but you always refuse to cooperate with me in matching them up."

Wen Mingyu said: "If they have hearts for each other, why do they need our matchmaking?"

"It doesn't matter, I'm a gun-bearer, and I can't compare with you in reasoning." Yue Duanming took a sip of tea, turned serious and said, "I don't know if you have received any news about Huajing's matter?"

Huajing is the capital of a country, and Yannan is close to Huajing. Whether they are in politics or leading the army, they all have a close relationship with that side.Wen Mingyu tapped the handle of the fan a few times, and asked, "Is it Lin Qiuyuan's resignation and returning to his hometown, intending to open a school and stop working in politics?"

Yue Duanming sighed: "That's right. I worked under Mr. Lin for several years. He and my father are senior brothers, and he can be regarded as half of my teacher. During the years when I was the supervisor of Yannan, I also had to beat his old man." There are some reasons why Mr. Lin suddenly resigned from the post of Prime Minister when he was not yet old enough to retire."

"When two armies fight, one side will always win and the other side will lose." Wen Mingyu looked at the other side: "If you are not in the position, you don't plan for the government. It is better for you not to participate in this kind of thing."

Hearing his words, Yue Duanming frowned deeply, looking a little displeased: "You don't know how many people are jealous of Yannan's job. Could it be that if I let go of my hands, I can guarantee that I won't be implicated? What's more, I—— "

Halfway through what he said, he swallowed it back abruptly, only staring at Wen Mingyu deeply.

Wen Mingyu said calmly, "Besides, you don't intend to be a supervisor for the rest of your life?"

Yue Duanming was not surprised that his thoughts were exposed by his good friend at once, and asked instead: "If you meet an enemy, will you treat him tolerantly? I am afraid that even if that person is forced into a desperate situation by you, you will only Say—want to jump over a wall? Then I’ll tear down the wall.”

Wen Mingyu was amused by him, but she didn't deny it, and said with a smile: "If you're the only one, it's okay if you go to have a fight with them. But if you add me now, they will have more You have a lot of scruples, you have to take care of your mentor, why not take care of me first, maybe I will get into trouble soon."

"I care about you?" Yue Duanming said angrily, "Didn't it mean that your good son who has been missing for three years has been found? Why didn't you let him come to visit my uncle when I invited you to drink tea today? It's disrespectful for a father Big brother, even my son has followed suit, I haven't settled this account with you yet!"

Wen Mingyu held up the folding fan to his lips, but really didn't know how to answer.To say that the child was dragged back by his own career just a few days after he came back?The grown-up He Lingshan was like a bird he let fly by himself. Wen Mingyu knew that he was nostalgic, but she didn't know when he would fly back to her side and obediently get into his cage again.

He Lingshan, who was far away in Yiling, didn't know about this endless yearning.

Now it is exactly 12:30 in the morning, and He Lingshan went to bed early, but unexpectedly just woke up from a vague dream, and couldn't fall asleep again.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the night when Wen Mingyu slept in the same bed with him for the first time a long time ago.

Before falling asleep, Wen Mingyu was not by his side.He Lingshan remembered that he also woke up from a dream, but it was a nightmare. He was so frightened that he opened his eyes suddenly, and could almost hear his own violent heartbeat.

Surrounded by a dark night, it was so late that there was no moonlight.He Lingshan was covered in cold sweat, feeling hesitant and flustered, habitually burrowing into the bedding.But just as he retracted his body, he touched a warm body behind him. The other party was so close that he didn't notice it at all just now.It was so close that he could smell the familiar scent of that person, but the soft breathing and hard back were strange, and the body temperature was also strange.For the first time, He Lingshan was surprised and overwhelmed by the strangeness, like the first breath of air inhaled by a person who was almost suffocated, or like a branch accidentally grabbed by a person who fell off a cliff.He didn't dare to move, his body froze in bewilderment, he wanted to get closer, but he didn't have the guts.

At that time, he seemed to have hesitated for a long time, and even half of his body began to go numb.He was trying to turn around, wanting to see the situation behind him, when an arm suddenly wrapped around his waist, hugging him towards him.He Lingshan was caught off guard, and fell into the arms of the person behind him in an instant. Wen Mingyu in his sleep probably regarded him as a pillow or a roll of quilt, rubbed his chin on his shoulder a few times, and fell into a deep sleep again.

He was left curled up motionless in that warm embrace, almost thinking it was another dream he had.

Now He Lingshan has made a lot of progress, but there is no one who can hug him.The more he thought about it, the more he felt lost, and finally couldn't help being willful for a while, put on his clothes, went outside, and dialed Wen Mingyu's bedroom number.

The man probably fell asleep, and the phone was not answered for a long time.He Lingshan wanted to put down the phone several times, but he was reluctant to put it down. He was hesitating when he suddenly heard a soft, hoarse and soft voice passing through the wires and resounding in He Lingshan's ears: "Which one?"

The tone is rare and impolite, He Lingshan can almost imagine the other party frowning, with a cold expression on his face, Wen Mingyu who just woke up is really not easy to mess with.He Lingshan felt a little guilty, and whispered: "I... want to hear what you have to say."

Wen Mingyu's reaction seemed to be a beat too late. After a while, He Lingshan finally heard the other party say: "It's so late, why haven't you slept yet?"

He Lingshan felt guilty for a while when he was asked, and answered him: "I can't sleep."

There was a chuckle from there, followed by the rustling of fabrics, Wen Mingyu should have sat down, her voice became much softer: "Have you had a nightmare again?"

He shook his head subconsciously, and immediately realized that the person was not in front of him, and quickly said: "It's not a nightmare, it's just..."

Wen Mingyu asked with a smile: "Did you dream of me?"

He Lingshan faltered, obviously it was a very common thing, but he was embarrassed to admit it.Wen Mingyu couldn't help wondering: "Could it be that I treated you very badly in the dream, so that you couldn't sleep for a long time?"

"No!" He Lingshan quickly denied it, and he couldn't tell the reason, but he felt a little lonely after waking up after dreaming.Dreams are illusory, he wants something audible and tangible to explain himself.He Lingshan realized that he was like a wayward child at the moment, and couldn't help feeling a little frustrated: "Did I bother you?"

Wen Mingyu said: "Then please feel free to disturb me."

He Lingshan's face became hot again, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover the hot spot, and Wen Mingyu asked again: "What dream did you have, tell me."

He didn't expect that he would chat with another person in such a quiet time in the dead of night, talking about a boring dream.Wen Mingyu listened quietly, the displeasure when he answered the phone had already dissipated, he was so patient that He Lingshan thought the dream he was having was so interesting.

I don't know how long it took, but when he remembered the time and looked up at the clock, he realized that more than half an hour had passed.

He Lingshan couldn't bear to delay the other party for too long, and after taking the initiative to say goodbye, he was reluctant to hang up. He procrastinated, and even Wen Mingyu noticed his struggle, and said funnyly at the other end: "Can't bear me?"

Before he could answer, there was a very light sound from the phone, like lips touching the skin, subtle and ambiguous.He Lingshan was stunned for a moment, holding the phone that had been hung up, just staring in a daze.Wen Mingyu was clearly not around, but his ear was kissed by that voice, as if touched by a real person, it felt crispy and numb.