(042), it was him
"Won't it?" The old bustard was indifferent, but there was fear in his eyes. She shook the silk handkerchief in her hand for a moment, and said in a relaxed manner: "They all seem to be Sven, so what can they do with us businessmen?" ”
Xing'er frowned, and said solemnly: "Aren't the people of the Song family killed inexplicably?" Their business is much bigger than ours, how is the result? Mother bustard, such a strange thing has happened in the past few days, you can't help but be vigilant. ”
Xing'er pulled out this bloody incident with a word, and the air in the building suddenly seemed to be a little colder. The money in the Qinglou is not coming properly, and the people in the building are not hiding some dirty things in their hearts, and at this time, their hearts are empty, and the Buddha feels that the people who overturned the Song family overnight are a group of demons, and the next target may be their own family.
Everyone was silent for a while, and then they heard the old bustard say to the third girl in a cold tone: "None of you will mention that person's affairs in the future, even in private between sisters, and you must not eavesdrop on their conversations again, so as not to provoke yourself." Tonight, all the girls will come to the dining room to listen to me! ”
Xing'er, Chunhua, and Qiuyue all nodded solemnly when they heard this.
The women in the building rarely talk to each other so strictly, at this time the matter is related to their own lives, and these women who are adrift and make a living can't help but show their careful and mature side under pressure.
As the topic changed, the women's sensitivity to the outside atmosphere became much keen. As the leader of the girls, the bustard was the first to feel that there seemed to be a burning gaze outside the door scanning the scenes in the building. Her gaze reached out, and she quickly locked on a young man who was dressed a little bitterly cold and had a shocked face at this time.
Xing Feng saw the middle-aged woman in the building looking at him, and he subconsciously approached the building. I saw that the middle-aged woman waved a handkerchief at herself, and her smile suddenly became flirtatious again: "Where did the child come from, the smell of milk on his body has not yet dissipated, so he wants to come here?" ”
Xingfeng hasn't understood yet. He saw that although the middle-aged woman looked a little strange, she was not in a hurry to catch people away, so although he felt reluctant, he couldn't help but say after all: "Auntie, I want to ask you about someone, just now"
Xingfeng's words only came here, and they were overshadowed by the loud laughter of the four women in the building. They laughed for a while, until the torture wind finally stopped talking, and they closed their mouths halfway through the conversation, and they fell silent.
The old bustard covered his mouth and sneered: "Fool, don't you know what kind of place this is? Go to the Qinglou to find someone, you have to come up with such an excuse. Qinglou, do you understand? Is this where you've come from? But if you can afford it, some of us are willing to play your mom again. ”
Xing Feng suddenly felt that the five thunders were thundering, and when he heard the old bustard's words, he wanted to be angry and embarrassed to the extreme.
Only then did he know that he had actually run to the Qinglou!
No matter what the reason is, the person who has just been dropped out of Lizheng Academy left early in order to go to the Qinglou? If such news is transmitted back to the academy, it will be dirty and dirty, and it will be difficult to wash it off!
Angry and embarrassed, the torture wind is already a cold sweat on his back. Subconsciously took a few steps back, looking at the women with exquisite makeup being blocked by the middle-aged woman's slowly closing door, and another thunderbolt flashed in his mind.
Qinglou Song De, this is impossible!
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Xing Feng left with surprise and doubt. He didn't admit his mistake just now, but he didn't have the guts and courage to break into the building and verify the identity of the man. However, fortunately, he didn't break in impulsively, otherwise it would have ended badly.
The man who made a bold move was Song De, and he really didn't come to Qinglou for women. The pair of sisters in the building also guessed some things correctly, and it was really the last time Song De came here today.
He had dressed up a little before he came here, so that his true face was concealed and modified. His complexion was darker, his eyebrows were thicker, his eyes were colder, and he looked older and calmer than when he looked in the academy.
Song De didn't expect Xingfeng to appear in such a place, so he ignored the familiar young man on the street outside the building. Moreover, today may be the last time he will see the mysterious and kind gentleman again, so after he entered the building, he has been hanging in his heart with an uncontrollable feeling, so that he does not have too much extra energy to take care of other people and things.
When he went upstairs to the familiar room he had walked into more than a dozen times, he naturally sat down at the table outside.
The room was divided into two sides by a curtain with a table in the middle, which was also split in half by the curtain. In the past, the gentleman met with him here across the curtain, and although most of the discussion was dictated through guò, in order to prevent eavesdropping, some delicate things were communicated through guò writing. The table thus becomes an important tool for carrying information, and the curtain hides the true face of the other party.
Song De felt that he didn't know who the gentleman was, but that gentleman must know who he was. So in today's last meeting, Song De plucked up the courage in his heart and prepared to ask to see him. Just haven't waited for him to open yet? p>
Tsukasa cheats and hidden knocks, which pretty pretend, no words, tricks, lingering, coquettishness? p>
"You're here?"
The voice entered his ears, and Song De was slightly surprised. This was a very ordinary greeting, but the voice of the speaker was different from usual. The voice had changed, and it had become quite familiar.
Song De put aside the surprise in his heart for the time being, and said in a calm tone: "I'm here." ”
The person on the other side of the curtain said: "You are about to leave another country, do you have anything to worry about now?" ”
When Song De heard this, he couldn't help but feel a trace of excitement and expectation in his heart, and thought: Since he took the initiative to ask, then
Song De wanted to see him immediately, but the hands he rested flat on his knees only bent slightly before he calmed down again.
What calmed down Song De at this time was the man's voice.
The man on the other side of the curtain was a bit long this time, so Song De had enough time to scrutinize his voice. Then a strong doubt suddenly appeared in his mind, and then it turned into a kind of cowardice that bordered on fear, and secretly speculated: This person, is it him?
At this time, the person on the other side of the curtain sighed softly and said in a gentle tone: "What are you worried about?" Why run away from your own mind? Since you're running away, let me take the initiative and do what you've been thinking about. ”
As soon as the man's words fell, he heard the sound of footsteps, the curtain swayed, and a tall figure walked out from behind the curtain.
Song De didn't expect that the man would take the initiative to lift the curtain to meet him, and his hand, which had just calmed down, slowly bent on his knees because of nervousness. When the man came out from behind the curtain, when Song De saw the man's face clearly, he couldn't help but 'rub' and stood up from the chair, and was so surprised that he was silent for a long time.
It wasn't until a gentle smile appeared on the man's face that he was sure he wasn't dazzled. After coming back to his senses, his lips and teeth couldn't help but start to knot: "Sir...... It turned out to be ......"
It's him! It's the gentleman in the academy! Usually you can see it every day tomorrow, but when you get here, you want to pass the book through the curtain!
Lin Shan saw that he was so surprised that his heart fluctuated, and casually made a joke: "If you send the drawings to your subordinates to do things like this, it is estimated that a bridge will be built into a row of towers under your command." ”
In fact, Song De and this mysterious gentleman have been meeting and communicating across the curtain for nearly three years. If it weren't for the fact that the voice behind the curtain clearly indicated that he was a man, and the content of the exchange was all related to architecture and survey, Song De would have thought that behind the curtain was a wonderful woman that the literati yearned for.
However, even if he was not a woman, Song De really couldn't imagine that this mysterious person who had only heard his voice for three years and had not seen him was actually Mu Wen, Mr. Mu, whom he often saw and respected very much in the academy.
This was the first time Lin Shan had met Song De in an identity other than that of Mr. Academy, but the first act after meeting him was that he made a joke, which appropriately loosened Song De's nervous and surprised feelings. Song De quickly understood what Lin Shan's words meant, laughing at him for breaking a sentence into several paragraphs because of a knot in his mouth, and the meaning was reversed. He could only smile a little awkwardly, and he didn't know what to do for a while.
Lin Shan didn't feel embarrassed, and sat down with him at the table next to Song De. He stretched out his hand and made a gesture towards Song De, and when Song De also sat down a little uneasy, Lin Shan said, "You are surprised, do you think that what I have discussed with you here over the years is too different from what I taught the students in the academy?" ”
Song De nodded, but no words.
"Actually, you're my first apprentice." Lin Shan said slowly: "My father is a martial artist, and he was originally a caretaker of the county order family. He also has some prestige in the hearts of the people under the county commander's family, so he naturally hopes that I can also learn martial arts, and then mix more than him, at least to be the head catcher of the county government. But I seem to have a natural love of playing with mud and rocks, and I'm beaten a lot for it. ”
Listening to the gentleman in front of him, who was admired by the students of the academy, slowly talking about his childhood, Song De's heart was full of excitement and ups and downs, but gradually calmed down.
Although he still didn't understand why Lin Shan was telling him this, from the moment Lin Shan's first sentence came out just now, Song De's heart couldn't help but choke. At this time, he didn't know what was in mind, and when he was silent, a faint gloom appeared in his eyes.