When Calamus and Yanmei first went to Beijing, they received a lot of help from the owner of the calligraphy and painting shop. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe boss is a very enthusiastic person, not only left Yanmei to help, but also rented the house behind the painting and calligraphy institute to the two of them at a low price. The iris is still grateful. Nominally, only one person was hired, but Calamus often went to the store to help.

The business of the boss in the store is not booming, and he is happy to take care of two people with an expense. It's just that he insisted on paying Yan Mei a few more days of wages every month, saying that his two brothers and sisters had just come here and had no parents to take care of them, so he should help. Yanmei tried to refuse politely, but the boss was gracious and took it. After researching Calamus, they all felt that it was not good to get paid for nothing, so Calamus's help became a part-time job for the boss for an hour or two every day. It's nothing more than helping the boss sweep the floor and look at the store.

The boss's surname is Gao, he is over 50 years old, and his wife passed away five years ago. It is said that her son is quite talented and already has an official position in the army. In the eyes of the old man, this is a major event that honors the ancestors. The boss smiled from ear to ear whenever he mentioned his son, and often took out a few ink blots from his son's childhood, looked at them, fiddled with them twice, and then put them back.

Calamus was surprised, and it was not easy to ask, but she only vaguely heard from her aunt who sold tofu that the son of Boss Gao was young and rebellious, and he picked up his bags and joined the army when he was a teenager, but he would come here to sit for an hour or two, and then leave some money, and he would not even enter the door.

"Unfilial, unfilial," Aunt Tofu pouted and shook her head. "This young man is too unfilial."

Calamus laughed on the side, but didn't want to echo it. Everyone will have everyone's pain, but there is really no room for quibble between family relationships. This story is only known to the two of them, and only the two of them understand, and outsiders have no right to judge.

But this incident still ruined her mood after all, after all, Calamus and Yanmei didn't have an elder who could be angry, and even this, she had to envy her.

She had gone home and talked to Yeonmi about it. But Yanmei had no memory of her parents, and she couldn't say why, she just stared at her for a while, then reached out and patted her on the head.

"Calamus, we have each other, that's enough."

When I returned to the store, I saw the old man sitting crookedly, squinting slightly, dozing off. The old man's beard was all white, but there was still a faint hint of gray in his hair. He was so old that he often sat and fell asleep. Calamus couldn't bear to quarrel with him, so she walked straight over, tiptoed through the window, and found the old man's usual old clothes to cover him, and as soon as he touched him, he woke up.

Calamus smiled: "If the boss wakes up, get up and go into the house to sleep." I don't see that there are any guests today, so I might as well close the door for you and bring you dinner later. ”

The old man waved his hand: "No, no, people are old, and they don't dare to sleep more during the day." I slept too much and couldn't sleep at night with my eyes open. ”

Calamus smiled: "Then, boss, what do you like to eat, I'll go back and cook it for you." ”

The old man laughed twice, and suddenly said, "If the girl is interested, it is better to write a few words to the old man." ”

Calamus was startled and shirked: "The little girl is only a shallow learner, but she knows one or two big characters when she is young." Where do you dare to get an axe in this class. ”

The boss said, "It's okay, it's okay." My old bones are really boring, but it's just a pastime. You wrote and the old man hung it on the wall for you, or someone passed by and bought it? ”

Calamus smiled, not shirking. I took the pen and muttered for a long time, but I didn't know what to write, and my head was empty. The poems she had repeatedly recited when she was a child could not catch a single sentence at this time, and there was only a gentle female voice in her mind, reciting a sentence over and over again.

"Half drunk and half awake day after day, flowers fall and bloom year after year."

She hesitated for a long time, subconsciously wanting to throw this sentence out of her head, but she couldn't. She struggled for a long time, and when she saw the boss staring at her with shimmering eyes, her face turned red, and she had to write this headless verse.

The boss squinted his eyes and chuckled, "The girl is a good word." ”

"The word girl doesn't seem to be practiced randomly, depending on the girl's age, I'm afraid that when she can hold chopsticks, she has already started to hold a pen."

Calamus was not modest, and said softly: "I really don't remember the things of my childhood, this word is indeed earlier than ordinary people." ”

When the boss heard this, he turned his head and looked me up and down, twisted his beard and said: "The girl is indeed a transparent person, this word is delicate and full, the words are strong and powerful, and there must be a story." The old man was not interested in these mundane things, but felt that the sentences written by the girl were a little unlucky. ”

Half-drunk and half-awake day after day, flowers fall and bloom year after year, how lofty and lonely should the person who writes poetry be.

Calamus said: "It's just a poem I heard when I was a child, and it always lingers in my ears, so I wrote it unconsciously. ”

The old man smiled and didn't reply, but carefully put away the word calamus, and told him to come back and ask him for the word if he became famous one day.

Calamus smiled bitterly, she is a girl from the countryside, where can she have a day of prosperity?

But life, how can it be said in one sentence.

A statement written by Calamus unintentionally seems like a prophecy and a lie, and it gradually corrects everything distorted at the beginning, and the innocent girl is involved in fate.

Now that I think about it, no one has ever hid.

In the past few days, the sky seems to have broken holes, and it has been raining lightly all day long. The iris leaned on the counter, looking at the gloomy weather outside, and her heart became bored, hoping that it would have a happy next game, and then the sky would clear.

Boss Gao said that he had some chores, and he was going out for a day, so he asked Calamus to help him look at the store. The little girl thought that she had nothing to do, so she smiled and agreed. It was raining, and there were few pedestrians on the road, let alone the place to buy calligraphy and paintings. The little girl dusted off the ashes, wiped the floor, thought about it, and had nothing to do, so she took a brush in her mouth and lay on the table in a daze.

Suddenly the door was pushed open, and the calamus was blown by the cold wind, and she put down the brush in her mouth. When I looked up, I saw two or three young men covering their heads and rushing in. The young man at the back snorted twice, reached out to puff his wet black hair, and after a while, he found that the little girl was staring at them with round eyes.

Rob? Stealing? Calamus clenched her sleeves nervously, and countless thoughts flashed through her head, if it was really a robbery, she really couldn't beat them. However, this robbery in broad daylight is too much of a lack of law!

Even if most of the shops on the street were closed, she thought. She screamed loudly, and she could still lead a few people away.

The young man at the head saw Calamus looking at them vigilantly, his eyes softened, and said: "Disturb the girl, the three of us went out, I didn't remember to bring an umbrella, I didn't think that it would rain again in the middle of the while." After a while, relatives at home will come to pick it up, and the girl will let the three of us avoid the rain for a while. ”

His voice etherealized through the air, warm and soft, reaching into the calamus's ears. The little girl raised her head, and the young man's pair of good-looking peach blossom eyes crashed into the heart of the calamus.

Her spirit collapsed in an instant, as if thousands of selves were screaming in their chests, and they fell to their knees, clutching their heads desperately. Screaming in the most poignant voice: "Get them out!" Get them out! ”

As she struggled to control her emotions, the youngest boy smiled and said, "It would be better if the girl could give me a cup of tea!" As he spoke, he was glared at by the older boy next to him who had never spoken, and shut up in mockery. The two have similar faces, but they are inferior in size, and they are estimated to be brothers.

The older boy nodded slightly at the calamus and said, "It's rude." ”

Calamus smiled: "It's not troublesome, but I'm afraid that the coarse tea in the small shop won't get into the eyes of a few sons." ”

She's trying to get them. It's just that the three of them pretended not to understand, and still stood in the store as if they were all right. Before the older boy could open his mouth, the younger boy had already poked his head out from behind him, and said quickly: "Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, neither the son nor my brother is picky." ”

The older boy frowned and shouted, "Bai Qi! ”

It turned out that these three people were Ji Mingsi and Bai Su Baiji.

Bai Su and Bai Qi have worshiped the famous Xu Zong since they were children, and Xu Zong also treats them like blood. Ji Mingsi and the two went out of the same school, but because of the identity of the prince, he respected Xu Zong's teacher.

As for the bastard old man, his surname is Jiang Mingwangchuan, and he is Xu Zong's junior brother. It is said that Jiang Wangchuan was a leader among his disciples when he was young, but then he suddenly changed and turned him into this beggar virtue. Jiang Wangchuan has been afraid of no alcohol all his life, and he is afraid of boredom. If he doesn't tease people for a few days, he will be embarrassed, and when he returns to Beijing these days, his days are too boring. The old man's eyes turned, and he tricked the three of them out of the city with a little trick, and by the time the three of them arrived, Jiang Wangchuan had already disappeared. Bai Qi stomped his feet, Bai Su angrily stomped his face, and even Ji Mingsi narrowed his eyes angrily.

The three of them were doused by the heavy rain, and happened to run into Calamus's calligraphy and painting shop. Bai Qi entered the house and looked at it, and her eyes lit up: Yo! Isn't this exactly what he has been watching for several days, His Royal Highness the Prince's little friend! While thinking, he looked at Ji Mingsi's face, and sure enough, the young man's face changed. But his face was not the shyness that Bai Qi expected, but panic and sadness...... with guilt.

Ji Mingsi is not easy to see through his heart on weekdays. He could laugh quickly in sorrow, but tears flowed down his face when he was happy inside. But today his face was pale, and his lips trembled slightly. Bai Su watched from the side and said worriedly: "Childe, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Ji Mingsi waved his hand.

He thought that he had stumbled for many years, and he had already cultivated the incorruptible body of King Kong. He thought that if he didn't say anything, he could hide his desperate past in his stomach and turn it into slag. But he never imagined that his proud patience could become so fragmented and collapsed in one eye.