"Mr. Gu."

The two young people sitting in the hall saw the man in white in the corridor coming, stood up, and saluted.

"Xiao Liang, Xiao Jun." Gu Nan responded, the robe behind her tightened, and it was Lingqi who secretly pulled the corner of her clothes behind her back.

The two teenagers also saw the girl behind Gu Nan.

"Sir, who is this?"

"This is Mr. Gu's disciple, named Lingqi." Zhuge Ying on the side jumped out, ran at the table, finished the meal in a few bites, stood up and said.

"I'll help my husband tidy up a room."

"I'll go too." Lingqi whispered behind Gu Nan's back, walked out, and followed Zhuge Ying.

Watching the furious Zhuge Ying leave with Lingqi, the chuckles of the two teenagers and Gu Nan came from the hall.

After the meal, Zhuge Jun packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went to the kitchen to rinse.

Zhuge Liang went to the hall as if he was going to get something. And Gu Nan sat with Zhuge Ying and Lingqi, who came back from cleaning.

The two girls seemed to be familiar with each other after cleaning, and they didn't know what was going on, but they sat together and talked, and from time to time there was a burst of laughter.

Gu Nan couldn't understand the relationship between the girls, sitting in front of the hall and watching the flowers in the courtyard fall occasionally, she could still remember what it looked like when she planted this tree. She has a good memory, but it shouldn't be a good thing for her.

"Mr. Gu, let's go to the mountains tomorrow."

Zhuge Ying ran over with Lingqi and said with a smile.

"There are many flowers and trees in the mountains, and they should all bloom at this time."

The tree was also moved from that mountain.

Lingqi behind her looked at Gu Nan with a slightly red face, looking expectant, she had never seen a mountain blooming.

"Okay." Hooking the corners of his mouth, Gu Nan nodded.

"Then we'll go tomorrow when the rain stops." Both girls looked impatient.

I should have heard the voice from here.

Zhuge Jun poked his head out of the kitchen and admonished: "It's just raining, and the mountains are slippery, remember to be careful." ”

Compared with Zhuge Liang, he is more like a brother.

"Boom." What was the sound of a pluck, from the hall of the cottage, immersed in the rain, as if the rain shook a little.

The sound is clean and pleasant to listen to.

Lingqi looked at the hall suspiciously, Zhuge Ying was stunned for a moment, and then explained with a smile.

"It should be Brother Zhong playing the piano, he doesn't play on weekdays, it should be Mr. Gu who is here······"

I don't know if it's an illusion, Zhuge Ying's words made the sound of the piano in the hall slightly messy, but it was immediately adjusted.

Whether there is a mistake in playing, I think I can only hear it by asking Zhou Lang, who reviewed the misplay, to listen to it.

The sound of rain is dense, and the sound of the piano curls through the fields.

The breeze was slightly cool, the two girls sat under the eaves and shook their legs, listening to the piano quietly, and the man in white sat in a daze with a black stick.

This should be a rare peace in this world.

"That's nice." Zhuge Ying squinted his eyes and tilted his neck.

"Hmm." Lingqi sat beside her, and the people the master knew were just as good as the master.

"Really?" As if the person being praised was herself, Zhuge Ying grinned, and then said softly and helplessly.

"It's a pity that Brother Zhong always reads books and doesn't play much to me."

The sound of the rain fell for a long time, and I don't know if it will stop tonight, probably because of the girl's words, and the sound of the piano has been played for a long time, and the two girls have been sitting under the eaves and listening, while watching the flowers and trees fall apart, until they fall asleep.

Gu Nan sat in front of the hall without moving, leaning on a girl on her shoulder, snoring softly, and the other girl lying on her lap, seemingly asleep.

The two girls were not heavy, but her body was sore, because she was afraid of waking the girl up, so she sat motionless for too long.

With a sigh of relief, Gu Nan smiled shallowly, she cherished such a time.

Probably because in her time, most of the days were chaotic and alone.

The sound of the piano in the hall stopped, and with the sound of footsteps, Zhuge Liang walked out from behind Gu Nan.

looked at the two people leaning on her, and the often plain faces also smiled.

"Thank you, sir."

Saying softly, Zhuge Liang leaned down and picked up Zhuge Ying carefully, probably preparing to send her back to the room.

"Xiaoliang." Gu Nan called him softly.

Zhuge Liang stopped and looked back suspiciously.

"The world is in turmoil, have you ever thought about what you should do when you can't be alone?"

Indeed, at this time, there is chaos everywhere, and Nanyang will not be too peaceful for long.

When the soldiers and horses arrive, even the tranquility of this grass house should not be left behind.

Zhuge Liang didn't answer for a while, he should have thought for a while, he looked at the little sister in his arms, suddenly smiled, and reached out to pull her somewhat scattered hair behind her ears.

There is no peace, he understands.

"At that time, it would be good if Ryo could save his younger siblings."

Gu Nan smiled, stood up with Lingqi in his arms, raised his hand on the young man's head, and touched it.

"There's an elder brother, let's rest early."

With that, he walked down the hallway and left.

In front of the hall, Zhuge Liang stood in place for a while, blushing and coughing.

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Day 2.

Zhuge Ying was sick, his face was flushed, and he couldn't get off the ground.

Yesterday I had been sitting in the rain and falling asleep in front of the hall, thinking that I had suffered from the cold.

After Gu Nan took Lingqi to the mountains to collect medicine, Zhuge Jun also followed, after all, he was very familiar with the nearby mountains and fields.

"Squeak."

The wooden door was pushed open, allowing the light from outside to shine in, and a girl lay on the bed, her face very red.

Walking in outside the door was a young man in a white robe, holding a bowl of porridge in his hand, and it was still hot, which should have just been made.

"Brother Zhong?" The girl on the bed opened her eyes and looked at the boy, her voice had no strength.

"Little sister, eat something." Zhuge Liang walked to the side of the bed and put the porridge down, he didn't know what to do at this time.

"Brother Zhong, I don't want to eat." Zhuge Ying only felt uncomfortable and didn't eat anything.

"Well, then I won't eat it."

Zhuge Liang nodded, picked up the porridge again, and looked at the little sister on the bed and stood for a while before turning to leave.

The room was quiet.

It was about a moment later that the door opened.

Zhuge Liang walked in with a piano in his arms and sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed.

After a moment's hesitation, he asked softly.

"What the little sister wants to hear, Brother Zhong will play it to you."

It's a pity that Brother Zhong always reads and doesn't play much to me.

Yesterday, when he heard Xiaomei mention it, he remembered that he really seemed to be reading all the time on weekdays.

"Brother Zhong." Zhuge Ying's voice was a little light, and I am afraid that I would not be able to hear it clearly if I didn't listen carefully.

"What's wrong?"

"I want to see the flowers." 8)