As soon as Master Bai passed away, Liang Modu couldn't wait to pull Dong Yun to confess, Dong Hu was still mourning at that time, depressed and widowed, so he accepted Liang Modu without hesitation, the two of them were good for a year, and they also dealt with Commander Yan and started an arms business together, and Commander Yan was their talisman.

However, later Liang Modu was young and vigorous, and often carried Dong Yun behind his back to look for flowers and ask Liu, and the relationship between men and women between the two faded, but the business relationship was still there. He could see any little white face that had not done anything behind Dong Yun's ass, but he couldn't bear Dong Yun chasing Liang Mosheng all over the city, who was very likely to make a big difference!

He was overly wary of any of his younger brothers, just as his mother watched the movements of the other aunts all the time.

Liang Mosheng's rush and enthusiasm were extinguished like this, and he didn't have time to take Dong Yun to his new small western-style building.

Dong Yun has always thought that Baifu is too old-fashioned and lifeless, she said that she likes Commander Yan's villa in Xiangshan, and the first thing Liang Mosheng did when he arrived in Tianjin was to find a more fashionable European-style western-style building.

After being called back to Beiping by his Lao Tzu, he said that the reason was clear, Liang Mosheng was distressed and difficult, and the market was sinister, so he simply went to join the army, with decisive killing, calm and resolute, and of course, a lot of luck, he sat in the position of the head of the regiment in a few years, and also snatched the Min County in the hands of Commander Yan.

Dong Yu saw the small balcony through the fluttering curtains, which was where she and Liang Mosheng had a last date, they hugged and kissed each other, and for a while they just wanted the guests downstairs to leave quickly. Originally, she would have been able to see him again in Tianjin, but as soon as she got off the train, she was called back in a hurry - she had to hurry up to stop Liang Mo from doing something stupid and pull her into the water!

Smoking off the cigar, Dong Yun took Old Man Liang and went down to the hall together. In the center of the hall were two long tables, covered with burgundy tablecloths, filled with snack plates and goblios, and men and women gathered in small piles and small piles, chatting in loose circles. Dong Yun looked at the steps and saw the man standing in the corner at a glance, he was looking at the pots of azaleas beside him with some distraction.

"I see him." Dong Yun heard her voice as if it came from her stomach, and it slammed into her stomach, causing her stomach to hurt.

"Mosheng? Where is it? Old man Liang's gourd-like head was spinning around, and he didn't find the location of his son. Dong Mo left Old Man Liang and walked towards Liang Mosheng, and at this time Liang Mosheng raised his head and saw her.

Liang Mosheng didn't wear a suit today, only wore an ordinary gray brocade robe, but he looked gentle and elegant, elegant and graceful, but his hair was shaved much shorter than before, and his eyebrows were heroic under the short hair stubble.

"Grandma Bai Liu?" Liang Mosheng smiled softly and stretched out a hand. Dong Yun tried to pull the corners of her mouth twice, and also stretched out a hand to touch it, as if she had touched a thin and hard cocoon, she quickly withdrew her hand quite uneasily.

"I haven't seen her for a few years, but Grandma Bai Liu is getting more and more round and jade." Liang Mosheng withdrew his hand, put his back behind his back and smiled.

Unnaturally tugging at the corners of his mouth, Dong Yun asked, "Really?" She wanted to laugh and cry at this time, and she wanted to hug him and laugh and cry, but the other party was so polite that she had to endure it, and she didn't dare to laugh too much to show the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

Dong Yun's eyes drooped, and he only saw the light gray robe he was wearing. The last time I saw him wearing gray, it was at the Huale Hotel, the suit he wore melted into the sun, and now there is only a bright crystal lamp above his head, his face is calm and casual, he is very sober under the golden light, and he can never melt into the light, and he can't melt into her Dong Yun's world.

"Mosheng." Dong Yu shouted these two words, and it took a stomach of courage.

"Huh?" Liang Mosheng raised his eyebrows, Dong Mo got a response and wanted to continue, but Liang Mosheng's gaze suddenly narrowed away, he smiled heroically in the distance, showing his white teeth, Dong Mo looked back, it turned out to be Tang Jiahe, the young lady of the Tang family.

"Lost company." Liang Mosheng threw down Dong Yu and strode towards Tang Jiahe.

The Tang family is the business partner of the Liang family, accounting for one-third of the shares of Liang's Department Store, and the old gentlemen of the two families can be regarded as world friends. Liang Mosheng and Tang Jiahe met in infancy, and they studied in middle school together, in short, the shallow friendship between the two has become increasingly fermented because of the accumulation of years, especially when they are in their twenties, when they have memories of the past, they cherish their childhood and teenage playmates more and more.

Later, Tang Jiahe went to the United Kingdom to study, and Liang Mosheng went to Japan, and the two still corresponded with letters.

Dong Yu looked at the pair in the distance, lost for a while, grabbed a glass of dark red wine, she poured it down, and carried her purple dancing skirt in both hands, mixed it into the dance floor in the garden outside the door, she had to be drunk in the evening breeze, and secretly cry in the dim light.

"It's been a few years since I returned to China, but I haven't met you, and you haven't heard from you in recent years, and I can't even make a phone call, I doubt that there is no Liang Mosheng in the world!" Tang Jiahe smiled and gently smashed him on the back.

The two walked on the garden path of Baifu, she tilted her head and asked Liang Mosheng, "I heard that you have just been promoted to the head of the regiment, and your future is immeasurable!" ”

"You don't tease me less." Liang Mosheng smiled faintly. The two of them wanted to talk about something, what happened recently, the old things from a few years ago, the state of mind at the moment, they could talk about anything, just out of the instinctive desire of old friends to talk to each other.

"You've really changed a lot, little boy." Tang Jiahe put a hand on his shoulder and patted it lightly, "But don't worry, it's all good changes, I can see it." ”

"What's a good way? used to be a boy with fine skin and tender meat, but now he has become a hideous-looking Qiu Ba? Liang Mosheng smiled bitterly.

He glanced at Tang Jiahe, this woman who was in her prime also suddenly grew, her nose was a handsome nose, her lips were two thin pieces, and her eyes were still round, always shining with too vigorous and lively light.

She wore a dark blue shirt with a knee-high white pleated tunic underneath, a pair of white openwork leather shoes, and a small white tie on her shirt.

Liang Mosheng raised his eyebrows on one side, and the corners of his mouth also twitched, expressing his disapproval and disapproval.

The two of them walked while talking, originally to avoid people and find a quiet place to talk, and walked all the way down the path from the hall, but at this time they didn't realize that they had passed through a few red and willow green corridors and walked through a few moon gates. After lingering for a while in a vermilion-lacquered, bright red hall with doors and windows, the two of them walked forward along a verandah, this time through the heavy moon gate, and saw a flowerbed surrounded by short cypress branches, and only the white azaleas were the most conspicuous in the night.

"Where are we going?" The moon hung on the branches, bright and cold, Tang Jiahe looked around, and did not see the maids and servants passing by.

"This white mansion is indeed big." Liang Mosheng said such a painless sentence, and he couldn't do anything about it, so the two had to choose a path to continue walking and seeing, and watching the pink and white flowers along the way.

It wasn't until they reached the end of the trail that they stopped. At this moment, Yuan Anqi was sitting on the swing, kicking the ground with her feet from time to time, playing the swing for herself, she looked up stupidly, because she felt that there would be a feeling of whirling when she swung like this. She was willing to make herself dizzy and immerse herself in the enchanting warm spring night.

fell into Liang Mosheng's eyes, and it became a graceful white flower that was fluttering, fluttering in the wind, and the moonlight smeared a handful of demons for that layer of white. He was stunned. Tang Jiahe on the side said "hey" to him, and he came back to his senses, but Yuan Anqi also heard "hey" in this life.

The smooth and white neck and chin suddenly lifted, and a plain face the size of a palm met them.

Tang Jiahe clapped his hands happily, "I finally met someone!" She trotted over and asked Yuan Anqi how to walk back to the front yard hall, Yuan Anqi shook her head regretfully, saying that she had only been active in this backyard, and she also walked through the gate of the backyard when entering and exiting, and rarely went to the front yard, so she couldn't show them the way.

Tang Jiahe was slightly disappointed, and asked loudly at Liang Mosheng, who was still not far away, "What should I do?" ”

Liang Mosheng came over and said, "Why don't we go through this back door, anyway, people come and go, and the owner of this house doesn't know what comes and goes." ”

Liang Mosheng walked over, and when he spoke, Yuan Anqi kept looking him up and down, and his peach blossom eyes glowed softly under the faint moonlight.

"It seems to be." Tang Jiahe turned around and smiled at Yuan Anqi and asked, "Little sister, can you tell me where the back door is?" ”

Yuan Anqi pointed to the hidden path in a row of lush small piano silk bamboos: "You follow this road, and you will pass through the back door, but you have to ask Amber to open a door for you, and Amber is in the small room next to the door." ”

Yuan Anqi's slender white fingers pointed to the row of bamboos, Tang Jiahe and Liang Mosheng followed and thanked her as they left.

"No thanks." Yuan Anqi said with a smile.

Such an ordinary smile fell in Liang Mosheng's eyes, but it was extremely sweet. He is twenty-six years old this year, and Miss Fat Powder has played a lot, especially after the self-deprecating emotional wound a few years ago, and he treats women and women who try to slap him as a plaything.

Such a beautiful little girl in front of her is probably left in the memory of middle school. Under the white and slightly upturned little nose, a small pink mouth opened slightly, revealing a few thin white teeth like glutinous rice. Liang Mosheng was very unusually moved.

But it was only that, the thrilling battle with him was not worth mentioning, and Liang Mosheng forgot about it when he left Baifu, and accompanied Tang Jiahe on the street for a while, the two went into a café and chatted for a while, and drank a cup of coffee before parting and leaving.

Early the next morning, Tang Jiahe called Liang Mansion, and now Liang Mosheng has moved out of the big house where his father and brothers live together, started a new house, and rented a two-story apartment to settle down.