"Miss? Why don't you come in? Before the little monkey could answer me, the door creaked open from the inside, and Uncle Yang's familiar honest expression and Lu Chongguang, who was sitting in the depths, came into my eyes.

I sure enough, I had a good ear for the wind, so I could hear both of them.

From a distance, I saw Lu Chongguang's disgusted gaze, and he seemed to think that I was actually squatting on the ground to tease a monkey, which was a bit embarrassing. Bowing slightly, he just drank tea, and didn't care about me for half a sentence.

Uncle Yang looked at me who was squatting on the ground like a little monkey looking at him lovingly, and pulled me up with a smile.

I straightened my skirt, "Uncle Yang, you are here ......"

"Yang Zhong is the old housekeeper of this old mansion. He is in this old mansion of the Yang family, and he has lived longer than you have lived in the human world. It's you who bother! Without waiting for Uncle Yang to reply, the lid of the bowl in the room clanged, and Lu Chongguang's voice took the lead in answering this question.

Old butler? Do you mean Uncle Yang? So why did he go to the stage? Do you make extra money?

"Even if it's a nuisance, the old man is very happy. is also a member of the Yang family, and Lao Yu and Miss Yang hit it off at first sight. Uncle Yang's words revealed a kind of grandfather's feeling, and instantly gave me a sense of intimacy that he was really a family.

However, Lu Chongguang, who just joked about us, seems to be used to it, and he doesn't think it's a strange thing that I am familiar with Uncle Yang.

After all, I've always been in the Ghost Bank for more than two points and one line.

"Since you have taken care of each other, then Yang Zhong, this girl will be taken care of by you." A wisp of green smoke rose from Lu Sogo's feet as I gazed at the two of them.

A whirlwind poured into the hall, and Lu Chongguang disappeared before our eyes in the same way that his sign disappeared.

Walk, really your sister's fast!

……

Under Uncle Yang's orderly management, dinner was placed on the table in the dining room on time.

It's just that Uncle Yang seems to be very happy, but I am always careless after a meal. In his mind, he still had the shadow of Lu Xuefeng standing lonely in place.

To be honest, although he really hated it when he said that, he also said that he might hide it, but he would never lie to me.

Won't cheat...... How much of this statement is true?

After the meal, Uncle Yang seemed to see that I was thinking. Without further ado, I was left alone in the corridor.

He really felt like an elder in the family.

Instantly, I felt that this empty house was much warmer......

That night, I sat on the wooden corridor outside the boudoir, and my heart was empty and let the moonlight in the air be full.

The lilies in front of me swayed, as well as the thick magnolia petals, also floating in mid-air.

I always feel that this scenery is so familiar...... It's so familiar, as if once upon a time I used to sit here, looking at the plain white beauty of this garden, smelling the fresh fragrance, and singing leisurely......

"The wind blows away the withered petals of the lilies, and on this day you welcome me down the window like blood;

The rain pierced through the canopy in front of me, and I looked up to see the gray sky in front of the red veil......

In your inky pupils is my face, and are you really the person I miss......

At night, the broken wings of the edelweiss, I wait for you to return, only to stop in front of the door......

When will you return, O man I miss......

You, the shadow of the distant caravan, outside the Silk Road of the wall,

I, the last solitary sitting in front of the window, singing solo in the mirror, when will the moon become a pair......

The moon is silent, I can't sleep at night, I only accompany Chanjuan;

Skillfully dancing, gauze powder snow, a long love without telling the fear of perfunctory;

Or a joy, or a farewell, the empty house grievances are gone,

Looking back, before the strange road, the two lines of lovesick tears have long been nowhere to cry in the corridor. ”

Two lines of lovesick tears......

There is nowhere to make a sound...... Weep...... Porch...... Space......

This song always makes me feel inexplicably distressed, but this time, I am not only inexplicably painful, but also full of incomprehension.

I pretended to be calm and suffered all this in silence before. The thrill of the Luojia Bagua Tower was obviously forgotten by Lu Xuefeng's laughter after waking up, but at this moment, I felt a fear that made my heart tighten even more than before.

After all, I was moved by Lu Xuefeng...... But he already has a wife, and he has a lover, doesn't he? So what am I in his heart?

My eyes were misty again, and I inhaled hard to try to relieve the tears, but the tears still couldn't fall from my big ones.

"Miss's song is still so good." At this time, Uncle Yang's voice quietly appeared beside me without knowing when.

Looking at it, he was really standing not far away, his eyes still looking at me lovingly. But he didn't intend to ask me why I was crying.

"I've actually heard this song before...... Before the lady sings. ”