Forever, beauty bone

Chapter 36: Moonlight Hometown (1)
Bit by bit, everything he did was slowly soaking into her life.

Regardless of past life or present life, Zhou Shengchen has never changed. He doesn't talk about love or love, but he can let her know that he cares about her.

In the next few days, Zhou Shengchen was as busy as ever.On the day before his grandmother's [-]th birthday, he had a little leisure and went back to the yard where they lived.Before he could change his clothes in the future, Shi Yi seemed to think of something: "Are you tired?"

"Not very tired."

"Shall we go to the library?"

"The library?"

"Well," Shi Yi stood up from the sofa, "Also... can someone prepare some pens and inks, the ones that don't need grinding, just a big bucket of ink."

Zhou Shengchen found it interesting and quickly ordered people to prepare it.

The two changed their clothes and came to the library.No one comes here on weekdays, and now there are only the two of them. The things Shi Yi needs are already prepared and placed beside the bookshelf.She walked up, put her hand on the carved wooden handrail at the end of the stairs, and looked at the wall with calligraphy and paintings through the gap of the three-meter-high bookshelf, as if she was thinking about something.

Zhou Shengchen was not in a hurry to disturb her, he walked over and took a book from the nearest bookshelf.

He flipped through the book and merged with the whole space.

Shi Yi's eyes moved from the wall and the three-meter-high bookshelf to him. Sky blue trousers and a white shirt, wearing a pair of silver metal-framed glasses, he casually put the suit jacket on the wooden ladder next to the bookshelf .

It was almost dusk, and the lamps and candles in the library were all lit early.

The afterglow of the setting sun outside the window, the bright candlelight, and him are like an ink painting in her eyes.The background is light, and when it comes to the figure, the strokes of the pen change from light to thick... Shi Yi walked over, hugged his waist from behind, and pressed his face against his body.

He put one hand on hers: "Have you figured out how to write it?"

"Ah."

"This library is over a hundred years old," he smiled, "You are the first person who wants to leave calligraphy on the wall."

"How did you know I wanted to write on the wall?"

He was noncommittal.

Well, her intentions are clear.

It is really spotless here, even if the calligraphy and painting are taken from the wall, there is still no obvious long-lasting imprint.Shi Yi picked up a pen from the prepared pen holder, stood on the three-story wooden escalator, and wrote down the well-known "Shanglin Fu" word by word.The small bucket of ink was hung on the corner of the escalator, shaking slightly as she adjusted her posture from time to time.

She concentrated on writing, and Zhou Shengchen accompanied her quietly.

Eloquently going all the way down, Kankan stopped at that sentence.

"Forgot?" Zhou Shengchen asked her warmly with an amused expression.

She pursed her lips and turned her head to look at him.

He laughed: "The second half of the sentence is: the color imparts to the soul, and the heart is on the side."

Her expression was in a trance for a moment, something superimposed and overlapped, making it difficult for her to write down calmly.She jumped down from the escalator and put the pen on the shelf.

"Why don't you write?" Zhou Shengchen leaned against the window, looking at the night outside the window.

Before I knew it, it was completely dark, and most of the old houses could be seen here. The lights were brightly lit, and the atmosphere of the old man's [-]th birthday had already begun.The Zhou family attaches great importance to these things, so naturally they have already made preparations, and will open the casino and old theater all night tonight.

Three days and three nights, tomorrow is the birthday banquet.

Although the location of the library is remote, some voices can be heard vaguely.

He was thinking whether he should have someone deliver the food first, but Shi Yi had already quietly blew out all the candles and came over.Her hand slid from his waist to his chest, and then her fingers stopped on the second button of his shirt.

The palms are a little hot, and her body is also a little hot, sticking to him.

Lips pressed against his skin too.

She wants him.

"Time?"

"En." She gently bit his collarbone, not too hard, like a cat or dog licking the itch on the palm.

Zhou Shengchen closed the window casually, he put his arms around her and let her lean on it: "It's a bit cold here."

"Hmm." She pulled out the hem of his shirt and slipped her hand into his clothes.

It was really cold, her hands were cold, his body was hot.

It was quiet and pitch black all around.

With the window closed, only his eyes and the outline of his face can be seen.

She kissed him and parted again.

"Life is like a dream, how can you enjoy it?" His voice pressed against her ear, "The time is unique, what I want..."

The old dream of the previous dynasty, she sealed it under the pen and paper.

The two packed up their clothes and went downstairs.Zhou Shengchen put the wrinkled blouse on his arm, without any superfluous expression, as if he was just reading upstairs all the time...but the lights have been off for so long, how can the people downstairs not know what they are doing , but also glanced at him, calm and composed.

Only Shi Yi's eyes were moist, and his eyes flickered a little.

He took her to a private casino that worked day and night.The corridor at the entrance is full of flamboyant poems, and Shi Yi can recognize that many of them are the kind of "obscene poems and erotic songs" he likes, and can't help laughing.

Zhou Shengchen naturally knew what she knew, he slightly flexed his fingers, and flicked his forehead.

Two people go deep.

The entire space was divided by bead curtains hanging down one after another, surrounding one gambling table after another.There were shouts, bets, and the sound of countless dice rolling up and down in the blue and white porcelain dishes.

Inside the bead curtain, the shadows are all people.

Outside the bead curtain, there are only dozens of entertaining girls, carrying wine and incense, walking around.

They were all relatives and friends with surnames inside and outside who came to celebrate the birthday. Everyone had heard about it a few days ago.He passed by, and Shi Yi followed beside him, watching this scene that he had never seen before.

It's no wonder that Zhou Wenchuan is coveting this seat. As the second young master of the Zhou family, what he lacks is definitely not money, but... such a scenery, such an identity.

Zhou Shengchen only went through a cutscene, and then returned to his yard with her.

She was really tired, lying on the couch by the window, lazily watching him change his clothes.He turned sideways to her, and could vaguely see the two marks on his waist that had just been grabbed, Shi Yi blushed instantly, and looked out the window.

The face was covered with soft fox fur, and soon the upper and lower eyelids fit together.

Feeling sleepy.

There was warmth on his waist, he put his wrist around and leaned over to look at her: "Sleepy?"

"Ah."

Ears and temples rubbed together, but she remembered that the writing on the wall hadn't finished copying, and it happened to stop at that sentence, and she felt a little uneasy for no reason.Zhou Shengchen noticed it, so she told him the whole story, but he didn't take it seriously: "I'll accompany you there again tomorrow night."

"it is good……"

"Shi Yi?" He thought carefully, "Do you want to have a child?"

"Think." If she wanted to have his child, she probably wouldn't want to let it go if she held it every day.

He pondered for a moment: "How many do you want?"

"Ah?" This...

"Want boys and girls?" he continued.

"Is this still an option..."

"Yes, if you have special requirements," Zhou Shengchen laughed, "For example, like twins, triplets? Gender distribution inside? These are all achievable."

"Really?"

He laughed, noncommittal.

"Science is so great..." She couldn't open her eyes anymore.

He took off her long skirt and covered her with a blanket.

She was sleepy, and was a little impetuous by his teasing, she moved her body slightly: "Sleepy..."

"Go to sleep."

"...I can't sleep with you like this."

By midnight, it started to rain.

It was raining heavily, beating on the windows.

She was woken up, and found that the two of them had only one layer of blankets on them, and they were a little cold.She touched his back with her backhand, but he tore off his clothes casually, half covering it.It was probably because she was afraid that she would catch a cold before falling asleep, so she used most of the blankets to wrap her. I was tired and didn't bother to go to bed, so I touched the clothes to cover the matter.

Most of the time, he's really not too fastidious, very casual.

It's so cold on your body, don't you feel cold?

Shi Yi gently warmed his waist with his hands, and called him softly.

Confused, he responded, and then seemed to wake himself up for a while, before asking in a hoarse voice, "Woke up from the cold?"

"Ah."

"I saw you fell asleep just now, so I didn't wake you up." He got out of the bed naked, carried her to the bed with a blanket, pulled the brocade quilt to cover the two of them, and held her in his arms again. Go to sleep soon.

She put her warm palm on his cold back and gently stroked it.

Slowly, also fell asleep.

On the night of the birthday banquet, grandma was taken to the old house.

The elderly like to listen to operas, and the theaters in the old house that have not been used for a long time have been opened.

The lights flickered.

When they arrived, the theater was full.The lobby on the first floor has a table for three people, and there are thirty or forty tables scattered. Looking up, you can see the bead curtains on the second and third floors, and the shadows behind them are vague, but not clear.

Such a scene is like the old Republic of China.

No matter the age or age present here, the men all wore Chinese-style clothing without exception, and the women all wore cheongsams.Most of the people on the first floor were younger than Zhou Shengchen, and they all stood up one after another. Zhou Shengchen just smiled and nodded without stopping.

Shi Yi unexpectedly saw Du Feng and two men sitting in the corner of the hall.

Zhou Shengchen noticed her strangeness, and took a look: "They need to monitor Zhou Wenchuan every step of the way."

She hesitated, and asked him: "Did you already know Du Feng's true identity?"

He nodded: "I've known since he appeared beside your friend."

"Zhou Wenchuan..." She wanted to ask what he wanted to do.

He understood, and simply told her: "Before the formal accusation, I will arrange a place for him, but he can't leave there, otherwise no one can keep him. This is the best result for him and everyone."

The two walked up the stairs to the second floor.

This floor is full of elders, so he and she paused for a while, stopped talking softly, and greeted the elders one by one.When she first came to the old house, she also met these elders in a hurry, but it was completely different now and then.

The bottom floor is really lively, but the third floor seems to be quiet.

In the open space, apart from the girls serving tea and water, there were only a few people, all of whom were Zhou Shengchen's peers.

Even for such a big event, Uncle Zhou Shengchen didn't show up.

The Zhou family is quietly handing over all the family business, and the speed of the predecessor's retirement is unexpectedly fast.

Shi Yi didn't know how Zhou Shengchen took over the Zhou family from his uncle who had been in power for many years... But she thought, since he was born with Zhou Sheng's surname, he didn't suffer any "accidental death" until he was 30 years old. It is also enough to show that he is a qualified heir.

Grandma sat behind the bead curtain early, took her seat, and waited to watch the play.

The old man was accompanied by Zhou Shengchen's mother and Tong Jiaren, who laughed and chatted with the old man in a low voice.In such a happy atmosphere, it is completely impossible to see that Tong Jiaren and Zhou Wenchuan have nothing to do with each other.

Looking at this scene alone, Tong Jiaren is more like the most virtuous and sensible grandson-in-law, who is deeply loved by the old lady.

When they arrived, several girls who came and went to serve tea called the young master.

When the old man heard this, he naturally turned around and waved to Shi Yi from behind the bead curtain: "Shi Yi, come here."

Zhou Shengchen smiled and motioned for her to go over.

Shi Yi hurriedly passed through the curtain and squatted down in front of the old man.

"You can sit here," Tong Jiaren said in a low voice, supporting her bulging abdomen, "The air here is not very good, I want to go outside the building." She said, standing up with a smile.

Although she didn't say anything, everyone understood that after today's farewell, Tong Jiaren had nothing to do with the Zhou family.

Shi Yi was behind the bead curtain, only to see Tong Jiaren being supported by a little girl at the end, passing by Zhou Wenchuan, the two of them didn't even meet their eyes...

Those people behind the bead curtain, every move, every frown and smile, is like a pre-arranged play.Harmony and warmth, as if there had never been intrigue, life and death; as if Wen Xing really just went abroad for recuperation, and couldn't come in time to celebrate his birthday; as if Tong Jiaren was still in harmony with Zhou Wenchuan and his wife...

The only special thing was that Zhou Wenchuan was accompanied by two people, who seemed to be only the followers of the Second Young Master, obviously trying to restrict his freedom of movement.In order for grandma not to notice anything, Zhou Wenchuan should appear. Perhaps, this is the last time he will appear out of need.

Shi Yi was a little distracted, watching Zhou Shengchen take a seat in front of Xiaoren.

He leisurely twirled a white piece and held it between his fingers, Xiaoren called out to him in a low voice, and he smiled.

"Sit down, Shi Yi."

Grandma took her hand lightly and drew her attention back.

She shook her head: "No, grandma, this is fine." She squatted like this, just suitable for talking to the old man, and the old man smiled slightly: "You are like Wen Xing, you always like to squat in front of me when you talk to an old man like me," She said, and patted her knee lightly, "When she was a child, she still liked lying here..."

Shi Yi also smiled, and hummed.

Downstairs gradually quieted down, and the play started.

Shi Yi didn't quite understand it, but he found it fresh. He only felt that the accompaniment of this drama was fresh and pleasant, and the singing was melodious.Grandma was very interested, and when she heard the beauty, she couldn't help but praise her, how good her skills in Qing opera are.

She responded, and looked at Zhou Shengchen behind the bead curtain from time to time.

He would smile from time to time and remind Xiaoren.

This feeling is somewhat familiar.

Just like how he once pampered Wen Xing.

At the end of a scene, grandma praised again and again.

She exhaled lightly and found that her legs were a little numb.

"Look at you, you always look outside," the grandma smiled and said in a low voice, "It's hard for you to watch the whole show with my old lady, go out and get some air." The old man patted her hand lightly, His eyes fell on the string of eighteen rosary beads, and after a little trance, he sighed softly: "The Zhou family is orthodox, you are the real eldest daughter-in-law, fortunately... fortunately..."

Grandma seems to be immersed in her own world.

It was words that she didn't quite understand.

She could hear it vaguely, and wanted to think deeply, but Zhou Shengchen's mother had already pressed her hand: "Shi Yi, grandma is going to rest."

The voice is faint, even a little cold.

She nodded: "OK."

She stood up, and because her legs were numb, she stopped behind the bead curtain and paused for a few seconds.

"Mother," Zhou Wenchuan walked outside the bead curtain and said in a low voice, "I want to have a few words with grandma."

Zhou Shengchen's mother didn't seem to notice anything, and responded lightly.

There is not much space here, and it is used for watching plays.

There is only room for four wooden chairs, the second young master opened the bead curtain and came in, the two people who followed naturally had nowhere to go, they just waited outside the bead curtain, really inseparable...

She wanted to avoid Zhou Wenchuan, and got up to lift the bead curtain.

At this moment, the wrist was held.

Zhou Shengchen stood up abruptly, but barely stopped.

He could see that a gleaming knife was pressed against Shi Yi's back.

Zhou Wenchuan had been unloaded long ago, how did he get the knife?He has no time to think.

Zhou Wenchuan laughed in a low voice, like a whisper: "Sister-in-law."

Shi Yi froze.

The two are close together.

She could hear her sudden rapid heartbeat, and Zhou Wenchuan's slightly chaotic breathing...

Mother Zhou, who turned her back to them, soon noticed something strange, turned around and saw the gun: "Xiao Chuan..."

Zhou Wenchuan took the first step, silently mouthing to his mother: I am now your only son.

(End of this chapter)