After a while, the maid came back with a glass of juice from the kitchen. Taking the glass, Yuan Anqi raised her head and drank it down, completely forgetting the rules that her aunt had tried so hard to teach her. After drinking the juice, she felt much more comfortable, and with a full burp of satisfaction, she took a magazine out of her suitcase, nestled up on the red velvet sofa and began to read it.

After a few days of mixed up, she finished reading her magazines, and there was nothing else to do when she had eaten every day, and when her master was away, she wandered around the Liang Mansion as she pleased, like a wandering and free ghost, so she stared at a gramophone in the living room downstairs.

Yuan Anqi randomly chose a record and put it on, it turned out to be a "babbling" Beijing opera, she was shocked and changed a few in a row, and found that a drawer of records were all operas. As if surrendering, she simply sat on the sofa, holding her cheeks in her hand, ready to listen to it, rushing her dull mood for days.

On this golden autumn afternoon, Liang Mosheng exhausted his mental strength without sleep, and finally drove the people surnamed Gu back to Ning County, although they were not completely expelled from Tianjin, but they were finally able to sleep peacefully. The teacher smiled with joy and invited him to lunch, and after he was full, he dragged his sweaty body back to his mansion.

He hadn't slept for a few days, but Liang Mosheng felt full of energy, and he could make persistent efforts to do a few more games, like a soul half-floating in the air, he felt a little fluttering, and the two words that kept coming to his mind were: overdraft.

The autumn sun was cool, stepping on the broken gold shaking all over the ground, Liang Mosheng walked into his living room with gusto, and saw a little girl sleeping soundly on the sofa at a glance.

Yuan Anqi wore a pale cyan brocade robe today, with a pale cyan Yunxia gauze shoulder, and a thin snow-white ankle on the pale cyan shoes. After a long pause in his gaze at this pale cyan, Liang Mosheng remembered that the girl in front of him was sent by Dong Yun before.

In fact, the old incident five years ago didn't let Liang Mosheng take it to heart, if he really wanted to care about this, he didn't have to fight, he could bend his legs, nest on the sofa and count the bad things in his life for more than 20 years.

He didn't want to spend this leisure, but Bai Liu's grandmother Dong Yu sent people to the door by herself, and she didn't knock on it. He just wanted to see Dong Yun scratching his heart and liver when he couldn't get it, nothing else, he just thought it was funny. The first time was a few years ago when she used her beauty to chase her for a while, and the second time was when she personally sent herself to him a few days ago.

But Dong Yun is a person he definitely doesn't want to touch again, and the first-class foxes under her hands are not much fun, at that time he was busy knocking Dong Yun's stroke, and he didn't think about it, the little white flowers floating on the Qianqiu shelf that night suddenly jumped into his mind, and it seemed that he had always lived in a certain corner, and he just responded to it when he needed it.

Walking forward, he reached out and turned off the gramophone, and patted Yuan Anqi's shoulder again, "Girl, girl?" Yuan Anqi followed the babbling and tactful singing in her sleep a thousand times, and was gradually shaken awake, and the prosperous and beautiful dream was like the splashing water in the deep valley.

It took her a minute to wake up completely, but she slept softly with soft hands and legs, and when she saw Liang Mosheng sitting on the sofa opposite, her blood surged, and she asked with a strong spirit: "Mr. Liang is back?" ”

Liang Mosheng thought it was funny, "Aren't I just sitting here?" He crossed Erlang's legs, and the adjutant rushed up with a cup of tea and handed it to him.

Lowering his head and sipping tea, he didn't have the time to look at Yuan Anqi in detail, but Yuan Anqi seized the opportunity to take a hard look at him. At this time, his eyes were drooping, his eyelashes were like two fans, his face was white and his eyebrows were black, and the bridge of his nose was straight, not like a Qiuba bandit with fangs in the mouth of a maid, but a handsome boy.

It's so raw, where have you seen it?

Yuan Anqi suddenly remembered that he was not the six young men of the Liang family he saw when he first arrived in Baifu five years ago!

Liang Mosheng finished drinking tea slowly, and when he raised his head, his eyes happened to collide with her, and Yuan Anqi was so frightened that he shivered and shifted his gaze. Turning his head so suddenly, the drop-shaped jade earrings on his ears were like two drops of blue water, swaying, and he couldn't stop for a long time, Liang Mosheng saw it in his eyes, and actually walked up and reached out to gently hold the droplets.

When the earrings were settled, Yuan Anqi's cheeks were on fire, and the red burned so much that her brain was buzzing, and she felt that the piece that Liang Mosheng's hand had just rubbed might have burned off the skin.

"Girl, what's your name?" Liang Mosheng cut off her skirt scattered on the sofa and sat down next to her.

"My name is Yuan Anqi." Yuan Anqi moved a little distance away and replied timidly.

She didn't dare to turn her head to look at Liang Mosheng, she just kept staring at the mud-colored porcelain bottle on the coffee table, a large bunch of octopus chrysanthemums in the porcelain bottle was already quite ruined, she simply stared at the petals of a flower until her eyes hurt, but the person next to her didn't say a word after saying "oh".

Boldly turning her face to look, she saw that Liang Mosheng was crooked to the other corner of the sofa and fell asleep. The adjutant who had gone to the kitchen to get sherbet for the two of them came back with a pursed mouth, and rushed to his brigade commander with a lunge and whispered to him.

After making sure that Liang Mosheng was asleep, the adjutant carried him to his shoulders and carried him back to the upstairs bedroom. Carefully tucked the quilt corner for Liang Mosheng, he retreated downstairs, and saw Yuan Anqi, who had palpitations, staring at the octopus chrysanthemum on the table in a daze.

"The brigade commander is asleep, I don't know when I will wake up, if Miss Yuan is bored, I can accompany you to play a game of chess." The adjutant said to Yuan Anqi with a smile. His Brigade Commander Liang came back from a victory, and of course he was happy with it.

"Nope. I don't know how to play chess, adjutant, can you sit down and talk to me? I'm so bored. Yuan Anqi seemed to have met a savior, and pleaded with earnest eyes

She was bored and worried, bored and worried, she didn't know what she was worried about, in short, it was a worry that she couldn't catch anything, and after a while, she opened the pot and found that there was only a pot of silly white water, and the water was boring itself.

Such a young lady, the adjutant could only sigh in his heart, "I see you pitiful", and the brigade commander simply sat down and chatted with Yuan Anqi for an afternoon.

At five or six o'clock, the sun disappeared imperceptibly, the sky turned dark, and the mud carpet in the living room seemed to be covered with a layer of dust. The adjutant went upstairs to see if Liang Mosheng had woken up, leaving Yuan Anqi alone in the living room.

Holding incense on the ground, she heard the "chirping" of tired birds on the branches outside the window, and the birdsong pulled her back to the memories before she was twelve years old: it was often such an autumn evening, the sparse and scattered earthen wall and tiled house lay quietly on the undulating mountain like a dog at the door, and a few bird calls occasionally pierced out on the quiet dirt road, and she stood on the hillside coolly, looking at the gray sky and feeling nowhere to go.

I just heard the adjutant talk about himself, surnamed Xue, Mingwei, also from a peasant family, and he is the eldest of more than a dozen sisters in the family, and he came to serve as a soldier in order to make a living. Yuan Anqi looked at him of medium stature, patient and gentle, thinking that if her cousin could be like this, she would not run to Beiping, let alone be sent to Tianjin. The convulsive excitement on the train has long been worn away by the idleness of the past few days.

She's not here to play, she's here to serve! Acknowledging this in her heart, the person she was waiting for strode downstairs.

Liang Mosheng slept here all afternoon, and woke up refreshed, just looking at the gray sky outside the window. After washing the dust off his body, he changed into a light gray robe, his stomach was empty, and he was ready to go out for dinner.

When he went downstairs and saw a pair of peach blossom eyes looking down at himself, he remembered that there was a little girl in the house. "Take you to dinner?" Walking in front of Yuan Anqi, he raised his hand and touched her black and shiny hair, which felt very slippery.

Yuan Anqi saw that he was very elegant and graceful when he changed into a long shirt, unlike a military uniform that rolled back from the mud at noon, and suddenly felt much closer, and saw Adjutant Xue nodding while making eyes beside him, she smiled and said okay.

Liang Mosheng left the adjutant at home and took Yuan Anqi to the car and went out. Although Min County is a transportation hub, it is still a county in the end, and there are only a few restaurants that can support the scene. Liang Mosheng picked a Western restaurant with a bit of style, he wanted to eat meat at the moment, the meat that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, chewed on it, regardless of it, and ate it like a blood.

He used to be abroad, in Peiping, with an elegant demeanor and a gentle manners, and sat quietly as a gentleman in his brotherhood. A few years ago, after wasting a scheming, he threw away his suit, left Beiping to join the army, and changed his face in Tianjin, with the intention of being a person who no longer sticks to small things.

However, Qiu Ba's style of doing things was really weak and weak, and in the end, he ended up sometimes being a gentleman and sometimes a rough man, and in the eyes of outsiders, he was uncertain and couldn't figure it out - Brigade Commander Liang was only gentle with women.

Ordered two steaks and beet soup, Liang Mosheng picked up his stuffy head and ate it, sleeping is a physically demanding thing, and after eating half of the steak, he felt a little bit in his empty stomach.

Yuan Anqi on the opposite side only picked up a Western-style knife and fork a week ago to learn to eat Western food, and spent a long time trying to remember which hand knife and which hand fork, and finally according to the method taught by Dong Yun, but she couldn't cut it, a crooked one, the juice poured on the steak splashed coldly on her pale cyan clothes, and quickly spread, becoming a dark brown very eye-catching puddle.

Then the eye-catching thing was Yuan Anqi's flushed face. "I'm going to the bathroom." When she dropped this sentence and went away like a gust of wind, Liang Mosheng raised his head, and when he saw the intact steak, he was in a trance, and intuitively reached out to help her cut it, but he cut off a few small pieces, he stopped, asked the service to remove the two portions of meat, replaced the pasta, and ordered another panna milk jelly for Yuan Anqi.