"Go in, you see you're so cold, your face is a little red." Mu Yi looked at Lan Qing's slightly red nose, pulled her to stand up, opened the balcony door, and pushed Lan Qing into the house, "...... It's too late this week, and after May Day, I'll take you to apply for an identity document, and then I'll change your passport, and then you can reapply for a U.S. visa. ”

"Well, don't worry, there's still two months to expire. Really fast, ten years valid. Shui Lanqing said, she couldn't help frowning, the origin of this passport is really strange, but it is very formal to go to the entry and exit to ask. What happened ten years ago, Mu Yi said that when he sent himself to the hospital, this passport was on his body, but when he woke up, he couldn't remember who made it for him. Shaking his head, he didn't think about it anymore, anyway, it's been like this for ten years, and there's no trouble. "I heard that passports are now valid for 15 years, which is a lot more convenient."

"It seems to be, I didn't see it, let's go and talk about it, you still don't want to change your nationality? How troublesome it has been in the past few years...... "Xu is this question has been asked many times, and Mu Yi didn't expect to get a different answer from Shui Lanqing, so he shook his head, "...... By the way, you're racing in June, right? Mu Yi suddenly remembered Lan Qing's main purpose for returning to China this time, this time Lan Qing came back to participate in the competition, and also to sweep the grave of her master, and he himself came back to move the grave of his parents, and also met various cooperative companies in China by the way.

Seeing Mu Yi turn around and close the door, Lan Qing nodded slightly, "The audition on June 5th, I hope it won't be too cold by then." ”

"I've always wanted to ask you, aren't you not competing? Why did you think about participating in the Chinese folk dance this time? ”

“…… Master's last wish, when she was 26 years old, lost to another person in this competition in China, and as a result, it became a pain in her life. Although she was relieved later, it was the demon that tortured her all her life. So she wanted me to be able to compete in this competition when I was 26 years old and win a championship. Shui Lanqing thought of her master, that beautiful but melancholy woman, who was depressed because of a man in this life, and couldn't help but sigh secretly in her heart.

"Tsk,...... Your master, it's really a little ......" Mu Yi listened to Shui Lanqing's words, shook his head with his tongue, and heard some things from her intermittently before, so he only felt that this woman was really a little weird. It's just that the dead are honored, but it's hard to say. “…… I'm just crying out for the players of this year, how can I meet your opponent, their fate is not good. ”

Listening to Mu Yi's sigh, Lan Qing smiled a little shyly, "You are talking nonsense, don't underestimate the domestic dancers, this time it is a national dance, not a dance like that of North America and Europe." Not the same. ”

"Come on, those schools in the United Kingdom and the United States are rushing to hire people, and they are still telling me this. Who told me that there is no trick to win? ”

"There is no trick to win." Lan Qing was speechless by what he said, and shook her head and prepared to go upstairs.

"Wash and go to sleep, you can't sleep and lie in bed, you've been tired these days, I don't think I've rested well, now is the time for the change of seasons, your body is most likely to get sick."

Nodding with a smile, he waved at Mu Yi as he went upstairs.

Lying on the pale blue bed, looking out the window at the sky with no stars visible, there was an indescribable fear and expectation in my heart. Lan Qing never told Mu Yi about her inner anxiety about returning to China this time, because even she couldn't tell herself.

Ten years, when I woke up from the hospital ten years ago, I didn't remember anything, I only heard Mu Yi say that he seemed to have been hit by a car in a small alley, and he was sent to the hospital. He had nothing on him, just a passport, a signed visa for Denmark, and a letter of acceptance from the Royal Danish School of Dance. Because he couldn't remember anything, he stayed in the hospital for a while, and with the help of Mu Yi, he followed him to Northern Europe at the age of 16, and then went to the United States. Now that I think about it, how did I believe him at that time?

In the past ten years, I have slowly remembered many things, remembering my master, remembering the small courtyard in the Xisi Hutong of Beijing where I grew up, remembering that I began to practice counting nine in winter and practicing three dogs in summer since I was three years old, and I remembered that my master told me that what I learned was an ancient dance that had long been lost in China, and that the goal of Master and his life was to restore it, carry it forward, and make this dance that had long been unknown to the world come back to the world. intermittently, but barely pieced together his short but not short life. Thinking about it, in the past 26 years, it seems that there is nothing to say except dance. But it's okay, just like Master did for the rest of his life.

Stretched out his hand and turned on the bedside lamp, sat up slowly, and slowly drank two sips of the hot water beside the bed. In the previous car accident, the hospital issued several critical illness notices, in Mu Yi's words at the time, it was nine deaths, which not only injured the brain, but also caused different degrees of damage to the spleen, stomach, heart and lungs, so not only could not withstand too many mood swings, but also fell into cold intolerance. On a nearly May day, I had to cover it with a duvet.

He got up and went down to the ground, put on his coat, and stood in front of the window. Somehow, when I returned to China this time, I was always uneasy and had a premonition that something was going to happen. It seems that those memory faults that have never been remembered for a long time are just a gap and an opportunity that will gush out. Lan Qing sometimes is unwilling to remember the past, but sometimes she feels that she forgets it, and now it's good. It's so contradictory, and it's been a mess for so many years.

During the May Day holiday, Chen Pengwei, who had just finished his last job and was going through the handover procedures, could rarely rest for three days. In the morning, I received a call from Gu Wenhao, saying that he would come to him later. After thinking about it, he let him come directly to Nianyuan.

Listening to the knock on the door, Chen Pengwei put down the album in his hand and slowly pulled his slippers to open the door.

"Coming? Barefoot, I just finished wiping the floor, and here is my pair of slippers. As he spoke, he took the takeaway bag in Gu Wenhao's hand and looked at the three words "Jingyuefang" on it, "Went to Yunliang?" ”

"Hmm. I didn't eat in the morning, and I guess you didn't eat either, so I just went to them to have a look, and by the way, I brought it over to make do at noon. "The two who grew up together in open crotch pants since they were children talk very casually in private.

"Okay, I was just thinking about what you came over for a while, just right. Then you go sit down first, and I'll go to the kitchen and put things out. Want to drink something? I also had a bottle of Richieburg's red wine last time. ”

Gu Wenhao raised his eyebrows when he listened, "Your good things are here, I'm here today." With that, he took off his shoes and went inside. Gu Wenhao knew that he was the only guest here, and he had only been here for the second time. The first time was when Chen Pengwei just bought this place and renovated it.

The house is the simplest two-story villa, with Chen Da's identity is a little small, but the front and back yards are huge, the backyard has not been seen, but the front yard just passed is covered with lawn, the lawn is planted with a few towering trees, I don't know where Chen Da transplanted it from, the whole villa is almost embedded in the vegetation. The shape of the villa is a combination of European and Chinese, except for the entrance and the kitchen, the solid wood floor is laid out, and from the hall to the staircase, all the Persian fine carpet is paved, and walking barefoot on it is like stepping on a cloud. A series of furniture in warm tones makes you want to relax and rest here. Two hanging baskets hung in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a pot of cacti was placed on the wide windowsill. The white transparent gauze curtain fluttered slowly with the breeze, with the irregular change of light and shadow on the carpet. The decoration of the house is actually not very compatible with Chen Pengwei.

Nian Yuan, thinking of the name of this house, Gu Wenhao sighed. Remembering what he said when he bought this house 8 years ago. At that time, I was about to come over to send him some things, and I caught up with Nianyuan to decorate, and I asked him what the name of this place was going to be. This group of them, if they are more particular, will put up a plaque in their private residence, just like their own one is called "Mi Yuan".

“…… Let's call it Nian Garden. Looking at the house under construction in front of him, Chen Pengwei slowly spat out a smoke ring.

"Nianyuan?" Gu Wenhao frowned, "How do you call this?" ”

Listening to Gu Wenhao's question, looking at the question in his eyes, Chen Pengwei couldn't help laughing, "This was originally bought for me and Qingqing to live in, I originally wanted to call it Qingpengyuan, but in the end I think it's too vulgar, I'm afraid she won't like it...... So let's call it Nian Yuan. Qingqing doesn't like a house that is too big, it's too big, she said she would be scared and couldn't find me......"

"Big brother, you ......" Gu Wenhao understood as soon as he heard Chen Pengwei's words. At that time, it had been two years since Shui Lanqing disappeared, and he thought that although Chen Da couldn't forget it, he had been staying in school and busy with his studies, so he didn't forget it as much as before, who knew that he had just graduated, and the first thing he did was to buy this house and name it Nian Yuan.

Looking at Gu Wenhao's disapproving expression, Chen Pengwei was not annoyed, and finally took a puff of cigarette, threw it on the ground, and twisted it with his foot. "Wen Hao, you don't understand, when you have someone who you really want to put in your heart, engrave in your bones, and melt into your blood, you will know ......" said, shaking his head, stopping what Gu Wenhao was about to say, "I know you want to say that she is not by my side now, but that doesn't stop me from fulfilling my promise...... I told her that when I graduated, I would buy a house and take her over to live there. Her master is no longer there, and she is alone in this world, and I can't feel at ease if I don't have her by my side. Then when she was 20 years old, we went to get married. You say, if I don't buy a house, if I don't keep my promise, how can I be justified when she comes back? ”