Chapter 631

Mei tried to smile, as if the night traveler finally saw the hotel light.

"I didn't think I could see you today!" he said. "Ah, how wonderful! The typhoon has turned! The rest of the storm doesn't matter. You and I can handle it."

Lifelong flower felt that he had something to say and looked at him puzzled.

"It's said that Shenzhou has a border. Two dragons go to sea and Guanyin sits in the town! Hey, but who knows that the real border is not in Shenzhou, but in Wuzhong. Shenzhou is just stained with the light of Wuzhong!"

"Professor, you don't want to tell me that the boundary is under this tree?" said the lifelong flower.

"Why not!"

"Then you don't have to hold an umbrella."

Mei Tui laughed, shook her silver hair, sent her umbrella forward and said, "I don't want to wait for dawn under this big tree!"

Lifelong flower knew that the professor would not come to him for no reason. The only intersection between him and her was Aoki, so she was a little expecting and nervous.

She quickly took the umbrella from Mei to her hand, politely helped the professor with the wind and rain, and invited him to sit at home.

Mei tried to reach out and lift up the willow curtain. Her fingers stroked the wicker as if she were fiddling with the strings of a harp. The drops of water on the willow leaves twinkled in the night, like light from the distant starry sky.

All my life, flowers seem to hear the sweet sound of the piano.

She looked up at the sky. In the dark, stormy night, she vaguely saw Orpheus playing his sad music in Lyra for his lost lover, eurydale. The sound of his piano once touched the soul deeply buried in hell. Therefore, the Pluto gave him a chance to take his wife back to the sun, but failed because of his loving look back.

The story is beautiful enough, but it's a tragedy. Lifelong flowers prefer Chinese Cowherd and weaver girl. They meet at least every year. Magpies belonging to the same family as crows help lovers cross the Milky way, which makes people hope every year.

Don't people just live in hope?

However, coincidentally, the stars corresponding to the two stories are in the same position in the sky. Vega is the main star of Lyra, 25 light-years away from the earth. She twinkled brightest light in the starry sky in summer, across the distant Milky way, waiting for the wishful husband with a burden on the other side to step on the magpie bridge.

Come out from under the tree and walk towards the lonely house in the ruins.

"The progress is very fast. Are you in trouble?" the professor chatted casually as he walked.

"There's nothing else, but I can't find any information before the mulberry garden was destroyed." lifeflower said, "and the underground roots of the old tree are too developed, so it's difficult to do construction."

"Well, I have some suggestions in this regard. I'll tell you later," Mei said.

"Ah, thank you very much." I didn't expect that the professor would pay attention to the transformation of the mulberry garden all my life. As a professor, he would never fool her by casually putting forward some painless opinions. He said that if he had suggestions, it must be good suggestions. Moreover, if he could help to say hello to the boss, many failed schemes might be passed.

When she got to the back door, she was taking out the key to open the door. Mei Tui accidentally kicked over the star beauty at her feet.

He even said sorry, bent down to pick up the flowerpot and saw a key under the flowerpot. He quietly wiped the muddy water on the flowerpot and the leaves of the star beauty with his hand, and said casually, "new willows grow in the street every year, and old flowers are put in front of the building every day..." and said, "it's not good to let it rain like this?"

A lifelong flower is one of the hands that are opening the door. The poem chanted by the professor was changed from "autumn grass grows on the street every year, and the sun rises in the building every day to the sunset" in Yan Jidao's partridge day, followed by "the clouds are boundless, the water is boundless. How long is the road to return."

She didn't know whether the professor was intentional or unintentional, what he was implying, or whether she wanted to use the last two sentences of the word to persuade her that "lovesickness has no basis, so don't waste tears on the flower paper"?

She took the flowerpot from the professor's hand and said, "it doesn't matter. Maybe it will bloom in the rain." then she stubbornly put it back in place and quietly covered the key on the ground.

The star beauty glowed slightly white under the dim yellow night lamp.

Mei Tao didn't say anything more and followed in the door. The lifelong flower led him upstairs. At the branch of the stairs, she hesitated. She thought that the professor didn't want to see her boudoir when he came here late at night, so she took him to the place where Aoki once lived.

There is a chair in the corridor on the second floor. It is very clean, as if someone is sitting every day. The sign of Shenwu studio is still hung on the door. The couplet of "only green wood can inhabit Shenwu" is pasted on the side of the door, and another couplet is pasted on the outside.

Mei Tui stood at the door and looked at it for a while. She read: "when the dead trees are in spring, the flowers bloom, and no one can see the alley; the birds love the nest, and sweep the old nest for you to return". Well, the writing is good, but the paper is bad, it's faded, and it's time to change it. "

The lifelong flower opened the door and said, "the old also has the old taste. Besides, no one came. You saw it today."

The room is still the same. There are many magazines on the ground and on the sofa. In addition to the open books, there is an ashtray, a box of matches and a pack of Bailemen cigarettes on the desk.

Mei tried to sit down on the sofa and picked up a magazine to read. The magazine is clean without any dust. The issue number shows that it was published this month.

Lifeflower took one from the cigarette box on the table, handed it to Mei, asked, "do you smoke?"

Mei Tao took the cigarette, smelled it under her nose and said, "well, it's really good. The cut tobacco is still fresh. It's a pity that I don't smoke this."

He returned the cigarette to his lifelong flowers, took out the Veermaster box, poured some cut tobacco and filled it into his pipe. He had just put his pipe in his mouth, and the flower had struck a match all his life.

Mei tried to put the cigarette holder close to her and see her face through the flame. Her eyes were clear, like a mountain spring that had not been polluted a century ago. Her eyebrows were straight and strong, flying obliquely into her short sideburns. The whole face looks beautiful and heroic, but it brings a little sadness, just like a plum blossom blooming in the cold winter.

"You really look like an old friend I know," Mei said, spitting out a cigarette.

"How old is it?" the lifelong flower joked.

"Ah, that's hard to tell." Mei chuckled. "Don't say it, don't say it, it's always boring to nostalgia. People should look forward more, and the future is the hope."

I spent my whole life "Hmm", but I don't know how to interface. It is impossible for her not to be nostalgic, but she has always been full of hope. Nostalgia and hope sometimes do not conflict.

Mei Tui took out a stack of paper from her pocket, handed it to the lifelong flower and said, "this is the advice I want to give you."

After taking it over, I found that it was a stack of rather ancient landscape paintings, with a total of more than ten. Each picture is different, or the mountains are stacked, the misty rain is misty, or the pavilions, pavilions, flowers and trees are hidden, or the nine curved railings, rockery and marshes, or the green tiles fly, carved beams and painted buildings

From the form of painting, it is somewhat different from ordinary landscape painting. It is more like the garden painting of twelve scenes of suburban garden by Shen Shichong, which can be appreciated as a painting and a reference drawing for garden layout design.

I don't know why, flower always feels that the scenes in these paintings are very familiar, as if she had seen them somewhere. When she saw the huge mulberry tree in the last picture, she was surprised and looked at Mei with tongue tied eyes

"Professor, this is..."

Mei tried to smile: "yes, this is the mulberry garden in those days."