As soon as Du Ruo entered the door of the Crescent Hotel, she saw a tall woman in a black dress walking out step by step. She glanced at the respectful and humble voice behind the girl. Yin Nanfeng, the owner of the Crescent Hotel, is mad.

Yin Nanfeng stood still in front of Du Ruo, stared at her face for a while before saying, "I always knew that old man was waiting for someone."

Du Ruo didn't know Yin Nanfeng's reason for coming, but she nodded politely, and heard her continue: "I've seen your picture, although I don't know what's going on, but I know he's waiting for you."

Du Ruo asked suspiciously, "What photo?"

Yin Nanfeng raised his eyebrows and said, "Madam Er Ye has a photo, it's a photo of you together."

"Master..." She suddenly remembered, as if there was such a thing.

"Yeah." Yin Nanfeng didn't say anything else, just said: "You are welcome at the New Moon Hotel anytime."

Du Ruo smiled: "Thank you."

Yin Nanfeng nodded, and said in a slow voice: "Treat Miss Du well."

Nodding slowly and respectfully, Yin Nanfeng went out the door. Du Ruo looked up and saw Zhang Rishan standing in the middle of the second floor looking down. Du Ruo smiled and went up the stairs.

"Are you tired these days?"

"It's okay," Du Ruo drank the tea he handed over, and nuzzled: "That's Boss Yin?"

Zhang Rishan nodded, with a smile on his lips: "What's wrong?"

The question to be asked swirled around in his mouth, but he finally swallowed it back. A capable person like Luo Que was assigned to take care of the cups at the Crescent Hotel, so Zhang Rishan probably took her for a fool.

There is a big bookshelf in Zhang Rishan’s room, most of which are filled with tomes like "Historical Records" and "Zi Zhi Tong Jian". If Du was impatient to read these things, he only picked one at the bottom "Journey to the West" nestled in Zhang Rishan's arms flipping through lazily.

They obviously didn't say a few words between them, but the atmosphere was always harmonious and warm.

Gently turning the pages of the book with his slender fingers, Zhang Rishan looked down at the little girl in his arms.

The faint sunlight came in from the window, as if coating her face with a layer of soft light, the curly eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a small shadow in the bottom of the eyes, Zhang Rishan's quiet and well-behaved appearance made Zhang Rishan's heart soft inconceivably .

How nice, his little girl.

"Will it be boring? Do you want to go out for a walk?"

Zhang Rishan brushed Du Ruo's side face with his fingertips. It has become a habit for him to stay in the Crescent Hotel for decades, but he knows that Du Ruo is a dick, and after a long time like this, he is afraid that she will get bored.

Du Ruowo hooked his fingers in Zhang Rishan's arms, and shook his head to express that he didn't need it: "I don't want to go anywhere, I'm satisfied just staying by your side quietly like this."

Zhang Rishan ran down Du Ruo's silky hair: "I'm afraid you'll be bored."

Du Ruo took the book away from her hand and shook her head, "When I first woke up, I didn't have the courage to live and felt extremely tired. I was obviously only this age, but at that time I felt that I was too old to walk. "

Zhang Rishan stroked her hair, empathizing with her. He came step by step from that era, with a mission on his shoulders, and worked hard to stick together the disintegrated nine doors. No matter how firm his will was, he was a little powerless. Kissing the corner of Du Ruo's lips, I feel more and more lucky that I have her.

Du Ruo raised his head and caressed Zhang Rishan's face inch by inch with his fingertips. In fact, the years have not treated him very favorably. He has actually changed a lot in such a long time. Although his face is still young, it is more resolute and mature, and the corners of his eyes have also become finer. Wen, his voice became warm and mellow, and he no longer had the clearness of a young man. The biggest change was his pair of eyes, which were full of vicissitudes of life, and he could no longer see the appearance of being in his twenties.

He must have forgotten that he once climbed over the wall and set fire to the Chamber of Commerce in the United States, used a table of spicy Hunan cuisine Jude Kao and Ryoko Tanaka to cry, once bickered with Ba Ye and fought with Chen Pi, and once led her to prancing with whips and horses to make public Wanton gallop.

There are too many things on his shoulders, and he is afraid that he has completely forgotten his appearance as a reckless young man in military uniform.

He has experienced the ups and downs of the world and the smoke of the iron horse. The human relationship and the world are like heavy snow, which buried his origin and those familiar people, and gradually he was left alone.

The sentence that the return of the time wheel is still a teenager, after all, it is just a beautiful wish.

Just like Zhang Rishan, what is not old is only his appearance, while Rong Hua is only desolate after his death.She rubbed her sore eye sockets, and said softly, "Brother Adjutant, shall I take you to play?"

"where to have fun?"

Du Ruo tilted her head and smiled, grabbed his hand and stood up: "Just follow me."

Du Ruo's car drove for more than half an hour before it stopped. Two people got out of the car. Zhang Rishan looked at the huge signboard at the door, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "The horse farm?"

Du Ruo nodded, smiled and tilted his head to look at him: "Brother Adjutant, how about we have a match?"

Time seems to have returned to more than 80 years ago. At that time, he was the adjutant next to the Buddha, and she was a young apprentice of the Red Mansion. They also used to wear bright clothes and wear light furs, whipping horses through the downtown area, and now , the birds in the sky, and the fish in the water are all freer than him.

The two of them ran two big circles around the track, and then gradually slowed down. Zhang Rishan saw the distance, patted the horse lightly, rose into the air, and landed firmly behind Du Ruo.

The wind blew up Du Ruo's hair, and it fell lightly on Zhang Rishan's face, causing a slight itchiness. It was dusk, and it seemed that there were only the two of them left in the world. Zhang Rishan rode his horse around Du Ruo's waist and walked unhurriedly. This kind of atmosphere made him feel the freedom he had not seen for a long time. It seemed that only by the little girl here could he have that fresh feeling, and it was only after he had tasted this fresh life that he realized that he was also so afraid of loneliness.

Holding the little girl's arms slightly tightened, Zhang Rishan looked down at Du Ruo who was smiling and took a deep breath.

Ever since he saw Du Ruo again, he felt that regaining what is lost is the happiest word in the world.He is extremely greedy for this kind of warmth, but he has to take into account his unknown future. God knows how much he wants to grasp the warmth that is within reach after walking alone for so many years. However, there are dangers around him, and he How can you rest assured...

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