Chapter 162: It wasn't called the seventh day of the first month

After many months, Murong Qian stood in the small courtyard on Changxin Road again, feeling a little mixed in his heart.

Uncle Zhang opened the door and saw her, he was very surprised, he had always opened his mouth to say anything, but at this moment he was stammering, "Mu... Yan..."For a long time, I didn't know what to call her.

Murong Qian grabbed the fan in his hand, arched his hand, and said, "Yan Ruyu." ”

Lao Zhang respectfully called "Master Yan", but he was confused in his mind, and he squeezed his eyebrows at Gu Yunlan, trying to figure out what was going on.

Gu Yunlan didn't explain, urging Lao Zhang to leave, and after Lao Zhang left, he took Murong Qian into the house.

In the room, the arrangement that Ah Xiang made according to Murong Qian's preference was still maintained.

Murong Qian looked at the familiar scene in front of him, and then looked at the scar left on Gu Yunlan's neck, and he didn't notice that his eyes were astringent and his nose was sour.

Her face was impassive, "I'm here, I've seen it, and now I want you to say it, or do you want me to say it." ”

Gu Yunlan was standing in front of the door of the room where Murong Qian had lived, and he wanted to tell her that her room still helped her maintain its original appearance, but the hand holding the doorknob finally let go, leaving a sentence of "Wait a minute", and turned around and went to the kitchen.

Murong Qian stood alone in the living room, looking at the sofas, tables and chairs, curtains, paintings on the wall, and piano in the corner, and finally when his eyes fell on the door of the room where Gu Yunlan lived later, his phoenix eyes were a little blurred.

Hearing Gu Yunlan's movement out of the kitchen, she hurriedly turned sideways to the other side, raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and closed her eyes to adjust her mind by the way.

Gu Yunlan frowned when he saw Murong Qian drinking coffee in the Dashuai Mansion, so he specially made a cup for her, and when he didn't want to bend down to put the coffee table, he accidentally spilled it.

He hurriedly said, "I'll go make another drink." ”

Murong Qian looked at his trembling hands, "No need." ”

Gu Yunlan tried his best to suppress the shaking of his hands, and brought the coffee cup back to the tray, "It doesn't matter, it's soon." ”

Murong Qian didn't understand what there was to insist on, he was a little annoyed, and said sharply, "I said, no need." ”

Gu Yunlan was stunned for a moment before he said, "I just want to be nice to you, I don't want to make you angry again." ”

Angry? Are you angry?

It wasn't for Gu Yunlan to wake up, Murong Qian didn't even realize that he was angry.

She calmed down a little and said, "I'm not here for coffee, so you don't have to worry about that, just talk about it." ”

Gu Yunlan finally stopped getting along with that set of coffee cups, stopped his hand, stood up straight, and said softly, "The seventh day of the first month." ”

Murong Qian did not answer.

Gu Yunlan looked at Murong Qian's eyes for a long time, these Ruifeng eyes were narrower and longer, and the cinnabar mole under the tail of the left eye was even more dazzling.

He endured the pain in his heart and said again, "The seventh day of the first month... It was the name she gave me. ”

Before this, Murong Qian didn't look at Gu Yunlan's face, his eyes were just at the place where he was standing.

Hearing this, her heart trembled violently, and she raised her eyes to meet Gu Yunlan's gaze.

There was no beginning or end to what she said, but she understood, and the seventh day of the first month was the name she gave him.

His name is Chu Qi, he has a cat named Chu Qi, it is not a coincidence, the Chu Qi she knows was not beaten to death by someone for murder and arson, he is standing in front of her.

No matter how seamless a person's expression is, it is difficult to deceive the eyes.

Gu Yunlan looked at the shock, doubt, and distress that flashed in Murong Qian's eyes, and he was more convinced than ever that the person standing in front of him was Murong Qian.

He didn't need to ask, he didn't need to confirm, he knew it was her.

With sadness in his eyes, he continued, "To be precise, I robbed the cat's name, because her voice called Chu Qi was really pleasant, so I stubbornly refused to allow her to change the cat's name, assuming that every time she called the cat, she was calling me." ”

Murong Qian remembered that that day, she climbed over the wall and went out of Murong Mansion again, because the orange cat she rescued was completely cured, and her spirit of joy was better than her.

The golden sun of early winter sprinkled on them, and they were still young at that time.

In the back garden of the hospital, she was playing with the cat, and suddenly turned to him and asked, "By the way, what is the name of this cat?" ”

When Gu Yunlan was young, he didn't talk much, and he always liked to bury his head, but when he saw her fall into a mystery, her eyes suddenly turned to look at him, which made him panic and hang his head.

"Why don't you speak?" Feeling a little unhappy, she picked up the cat and walked over.

He muffled, "It doesn't have a name." ”

Her emotions always come and go faster, "Didn't you?" Shall I get one for it? ”

There was no response to this, and she was used to it.

She held the cat and said to the cat, "Today's first nine, you will be called the first nine!" No, it's already been named. ”

She thought for a while, and then said, "The day I saw you for the first time, it should be the seventh day of the first month, the seventh day of the ninth month, and the seventh has an auspicious meaning, so you will call it the seventh day of the first month!" ”

The orange cat in her hand seemed to understand her words and echoed the "meow".

She was very happy, and asked him again, "The name of the seventh month, the seventh day of the first month!" ”

His head was still buried, and he let out a "hmm" as if out of nowhere.

She changed her tone and kept shouting "the seventh day of the first month, the seventh day of the first month".

At that time, she was really simple, and even choosing a name for a cat could be happy for a long time.

I don't know how many times she screamed tirelessly, she suddenly remembered, she didn't know what his name was, how many times they had met, she thought that they should exchange names, so she said, "My name is Murong Qian, what is your name." ”

It was the first time he replied so quickly that he said, "The seventh day of the first month." ”

But it turns out that you don't call it the seventh day of the first month... Murong Qian looked at Gu Yunlan in front of her, a little speechless, she wanted to turn around and leave, but her feet seemed to have taken root on the ground, and she couldn't lift them up at all.

He continued, "She is the daughter of the high lady of the Marshal's Mansion, and I am just a little beggar to be rubbed by, and I have always been mean and selfish in front of her.

I knew that she would find a little beggar to run errands for her, so I beat the little beggar at the back door of her house, and acquiesced that I was being bullied, and never even delivered what she wanted to give to the person she wanted to give.

The food she carefully prepared went into my stomach, and I was afraid that she would stop letting me run errands, so I used the errand money she gave me to buy something casually to make up for it.

You say she's not stupid, I'm like this, she stood up for me when a group of beggars beat me, and jumped into the moat to save me, not to mention being scratched on the arm by something in the river, and she got seriously ill and almost died. ”

Murong Qian couldn't listen anymore, she cheered up and said, "Don't say it." ”

Gu Yunlan looked at her stupidly, tears had already flowed down her cheeks, and she swallowed even more, "Then is it okay for you to let her come back, tell her, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't treat her like that, you let her come back, okay?" ”

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