Ah Sheng can't be a good guide because she is not familiar with Hangzhou. In fact, she knew it well, as for where to go, Lu Zichu didn't care, he just wanted to walk around with her.

For Lu Zichu, since he took over the Lu family, he has been very busy, and such a leisurely time is extremely rare.

Before going out, he asked Ah Sheng, "Where are you going to take me?" He"

After thinking about it, Ah Sheng said, "I have only been to Lingyin Temple. ”

"What about the broken bridge in West Lake?"

"Haven't been."

West Lake Broken Bridge, Ah Sheng really never been, once took a taxi to pass by there, the driver pointed to the broken bridge to Ah Sheng: "That's the broken bridge." ”

At a glance, there is not much imagination and touch, in her eyes, it is just an ordinary stone arch bridge.

Everyone says that there is a broken bridge in West Lake, but the bridge has never been broken.

There is no broken bridge in West Lake, and the so-called "broken" bridge is just a harmless joke made by the weather when the weather bewitches the world and the seasons change.

Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian met on the broken bridge, and in the hearts of countless people, they were endowed with infinite imagination and love and hate, "Snow Scene Broken Bridge", Lu Zichu and Ah Sheng chose it was not the right time, and they were destined to not see the scene of the broken bridge.

Lu Zichu said, look at the broken bridge of West Lake in the morning, and go to Lingyin Temple in the afternoon.

Hangzhou is the capital of love, the bridge of the West Lake is the bridge of love, when the two arrived, the bridge was crowded, and there was a guide passing by, "Husband and wife and lovers should hold hands when crossing the bridge, so that they can love forever." ”

Lu Zichu held her hand on the bridge, and Ah Sheng whispered, "Fake." ”

He looked at her and seemed to smile: "If you don't hold me, when I am held by a little girl, don't cry." ”

In the end, he still held hands on the bridge, and Lu Zichu also knew that Lu Dao was fake, but once upon a time, even if it was a lie, as long as it was related to her, he was willing to believe it and try.

When he met her in the summer of 2004, his life was long gone. From 2007 to 2013, the lake dried up, and the bottom of the lake accumulated dust left over from the years.

has no ability to clean up, so he can only let his heart be covered with dust, and his life is foggy, which seems to be a catastrophe owed in his previous life.

He knew what he wanted most, what was indispensable in his life, and all his persistence was justified. I have gone through such a big circle of twists and turns in my life before, just when life must go through the process, go through a trial, treat Gu Sheng, my mother said that he was sick, then he was sick!

is so crazy about a person, not afraid of going through any ups and downs, just want to hold these hands for a lifetime.

From 2004 to 2013, nine years have passed in a blink of an eye, and Lu Zichu noticed for the first time that time flies so fast

Before lunchtime, the two of them were walking near the West Lake, and when they passed by the newsstand, they looked at the entertainment weekly hanging outside, with familiar people on it, and Ah Sheng looked back and took a second look.

I can't see it clearly, but I still see the picture: a woman with a good face and a charming temperament is holding a ticket in her hand and is about to hand it to Lu Zichu

Lu Zichu's pace was as usual, not an explanation, but the most insipid narrative: "Her name is Fang Xin, a cellist, and she invited me to her recital." ”

Ah Sheng didn't speak, she didn't really think much about it.

"I didn't go." The voice is soft, and it seems to be interspersed with laughter.

Ah Sheng was a little helpless: "I didn't ask, you don't have to say." ”

Lu Zichu said lightly: "I still have to say, I am staying at your house now, if you think that I have a problem with my character and don't let me in, then won't I have to sleep on the street?" ”

Ah Sheng didn't answer, he was teasing her again.

"The news in the newspapers is fake, and the media entertains us, but we can't entertain ourselves." Lu Zichu looked at the pedestrians on the side of the road, his tone was slightly indifferent, and when he looked at Ah Sheng sideways, he faintly revealed warmth: "Whether it is Chu Chu, or Fang Xin, Qin Yun, or any woman, it has nothing to do with me." ”

But you're going to get married.

Ah Sheng didn't say this, for fear that if he said this, the atmosphere would become stagnant.

When Lu Zi first saw her walking silently, she looked like a long-lonely lotus, the wind blew her hair, and she seemed to sink into her own world.

Lu Zichu carefully observed her expression, and sighed and smiled: "What are you thinking?" ”

She smiled and looked up at him, "I'm hungry." ”

In the afternoon, I went to the north peak behind Lingyin Temple, there were hundreds of stone gates, and Lu Zichu wanted to carry her, but she insisted on refusing.

How could he stand such a long staircase?

He took her by the hand and walked and stopped, carrying her up the hill in the process.

She said, "You better put me down, my leg is fine." ”

"Hug or back, you choose." She had a leg injury, in fact, he had always wanted to tell her that it didn't matter, the road was flat, he led her over, if the road was rough, as long as she wanted to go there, no matter how hard and tired she was, he would carry him on his back.

Ah Sheng knew that persuasion was useless, and watched the sweat on his forehead slide down his face, along his chin, drop by drop, she moved her face to the side, her eyes sour.

It was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon when he arrived at the North Peak, and Zhang Xiaobei once said to Ah Sheng that it was actually quite smart to ask for a sign at the North Peak.

Ah Sheng went inside to ask for a sign, and what he asked for was love: the seventh sign, down