The sun had already set when we returned to Yuezhou, and the golden sky bathed the provincial capital city in a dream. But after all, dreams are not reality, and how to settle the little girl has become the most practical problem.

Lin Baiyao will be very, very busy in the future and will not have much time to take care of him. However, trustworthy people such as Ye Xi and Pei Buyu will only be busier than him and not suitable for him.

It was not feasible to send the little girl back to the village. She had no relatives, and her neighbors and friends were unreliable. Otherwise, why would Liu Hanyuan take her on a long-distance car?

The world is so big, there are billions of people, but now she has only herself to rely on!

Oh, no, maybe there is another person who can be the best harbor to protect her from wind and rain.

But, in this way, the meeting with that person will come sooner than expected.

He's not ready yet.

But looking down at the little girl sleeping in his arms, Lin Baiyao still made up his mind.

It comes naturally, if you think of it, just do it, why bother with it?

The most annoying thing about that person is being indecisive!

Tang Xiaoqi drove Cao Bei to the company dormitory. During the two days in Yuezhou, he and Chen Haoran temporarily lived together.

Lin Baiyao introduced Pei Buyu, Qiu Fanzhen and others to each other, spent a thousand yuan from his own pocket, and asked Chen Haoran to find a hotel to meet Cao Bei, and let them get together to discuss the creative ideas of the advertising shoot.

"Mr. Lin, don't you come together?" Chen Haoran asked.

"I still have something to do, you guys have fun."

Ye Xi and the others saw the little girl Lin Baiyao was holding. Although they were curious, no one dared to ask. Standing on the roadside and watching the tiger's head run away, Cao Bei sighed: "Mr. Lin is the most chivalrous heart I have ever seen.

people..."

Ye Xi asked with concern: "Did something happen on the way here?"

Cao Bei explained the reasons.

Qiu Fanzhen was young and couldn't help but burst into tears when he heard it. Pei Buyu had experienced the warmth and coldness of the world, and was slightly better than Qiu Fanzhen, but he also felt sad and sad.

Ye Xi's face was calm, but his heart was surging, like thunder roaring thousands of miles away.

Such a good man is worthy of her lifelong following and unswerving commitment.

Return to Dream Home.

Pushing open the small claustrophobic door, turning around the screen wall and looking at the garden scenery in front of him, this was Lin Baiyao's second time in Guimengju in his life.

Holding the little girl's hand and walking along the bluestone road between the bamboo forest and the lotus pond, the same girl at the front desk asked: "Is your boss here?"

"The boss is here, but my boss usually doesn't entertain guests."

"I'm not a guest."

"Oh? Are you a friend of the boss?"

"No, we don't know each other."

The girl at the front desk looked up and asked curiously: "Then who are you?"

Lin Bai said: "Autumn is late with red leaves and yellow flowers, and I have traveled thousands of miles. After flying clouds, I have no letter when I return home. Where can I send a letter... Go and tell the boss this poem, and she will meet me."

"interesting!"

The girl at the front desk's eyes were bright. She had been bored to death all day long. When she suddenly met an interesting guest like Lin Baiyao, how could she refuse? She jumped up on the spot and ran to the back yard in a hurry, saying: "You are right here.

Don't move around, I'll tell the boss."

Taking advantage, right?

Soon, the girl at the front desk ran back panting, with surprise written on her face, and said: "The boss asked you to meet in the yard... Hey, who are you? I have been here for a long time, and the boss usually except a few

Old friends, but I have never met a stranger..."

"Old friends are all strangers, and strangers can also be old friends..."

"Why do you talk like Uncle Sima... Hey, wait for me, you don't know the way..."

Lin Baiyao led the little girl along the corridor and through the moon gate. Under the confusion of the girl at the front desk who opened her mouth wide, she walked with familiarity to the backyard in her memory.

The first thing you want to see is the rockery, which is mainly composed of yellow stones. There are new branches of ancient trees, green bamboos, and unknown vines hanging on the mountain. It has a unique wild charm.

As we walked slowly through the winding mountain path, there were sometimes caves of different sizes that required us to bend down and lower our heads. After about ten meters, we started to go down the mountain, and suddenly our eyes opened up.

The pool is the size of a basketball court, with green water, ducks playing, and koi carps rising and falling. The surrounding bamboo forest is swaying, and the flowers and trees are fragrant. There is a hexagonal pavilion in the center of the pool. There are tables, deck chairs, and four palace lanterns hanging in the hall.

This is the handiwork of a master of garden construction in the south of the Yangtze River. There are gardens inside the garden and scenery outside. The priorities are clear and varied, and the concept is exquisite and profound, which captures the beauty of nature.

Lin Baiyao took the little girl, stepped onto the bamboo bridge, and slowly came to the pavilion.

She was still lazily reclining in the recliner, with the old two-speaker radio next to her. The Kun Opera played on the radio for thousands of years, and her slender jade fingers exposed outside her sleeves were tapping the time gently, talking to the two of them.

Turn a blind eye.

Lin Baiyao stood quietly, making no sound.

The little girl's hand suddenly tightened and became a little cold.

Lin Baiyao lowered his head, his eyes loving, and gently touched the top of her head.

"Kun Opera was established in the Ming Dynasty, flourished in the Qing Dynasty, and declined after Peking Opera. Do you know which opera revived Kun Opera after the founding of the People's Republic of China?"

The person in the recliner spoke, his voice deep and mellow, cold and lonely.

"If I remember correctly, it should be "Fifteen Strings" adapted and performed by the Jiangnan Kun Opera Troupe in the 1950s."

"Very good," she suddenly asked, "What do you think of Guimengju?"

Lin Baiyao had long been accustomed to her way of speaking. He was caught off guard by her sudden speech and said with a smile: "I didn't know there were mountains and forests in the city. Thank you for the hills and valleys."

This is a poem written by Xu Song in the Qing Dynasty, and it is also her favorite two sentences to describe Guimengju. It is most appropriate at this time.

She sat up, leaned on the armrest, held her chin with her right hand, looked at Lin Baiyao with interest, and said, "You really know me well...who are you?"

The beauties in the world are either as gentle as water, as elegant as lotus, or they are charming and charming, but her appearance is not only very beautiful, but also has three parts of heroism, three parts of arrogance, and three parts of incorruptibility.

And that sense of alienation and independence.

The long black dress reflects the snow-white skin, and the exquisite makeup reveals the lightness of time like running water. The edge of the willow eyebrows sweeps away the flamboyant light and the rising and falling dust, leaving only an insight into the world.

Behind the quiet wisdom and calmness.

Her name is Mo Ranshi.

This year, I should have just turned thirty.

…

It’s no secret that I like to listen to Kun Opera when I’m ink.

If Lin Baiyao had come prepared, he could have done his homework in advance, so he blurted out "Fifteen Guan" of Kunqu Opera that few young people have heard of, which did not surprise her.

However, every time she walked around Guimengju, the two lines of the poem "I didn't know there were mountains and forests in the city, but thank you for the hills and valleys" would always come to mind. Only she knew this.

So, after only spending less than a minute talking, Mo Ranshi, who had been like a walking zombie for several years and had no interest in anyone or anything, suddenly became full of curiosity about Lin Baiyao.

"I am a stranger, but I hope to be qualified to become a confidant with Boss Mo in the future." Lin Baiyao's tone was calm, as if he was stating a fact.

Mo Ranshi smiled, raised his hands and stretched. The black silk skirt perfectly outlined his almost perfect curves, and said lazily: "Bold little man, are you teasing me?"

Little man...

Unexpectedly, after traveling through two time and space, I heard this joking name again when we met for the first time in this life.

Fate is really amazing.

Lin Baiyao shook his head and said, "My respect for Boss Mo may exceed your imagination."

Mo Ranshi shrugged and said nonchalantly: "I'm just joking, you don't have to be so serious. Tell me, what do you want me to help you with?"

Lin Baiyao knelt down and said softly to the little girl: "Look, the koi in the pond are so beautiful. You can watch the fish here first, and this sister and I will go over there and have a few words."

The little girl nodded obediently, turned around and held on to the railing, seemingly watching the koi, but her stiff head remained motionless.

Lin Baiyao sighed slightly. After suffering such a huge psychological trauma, no one knows how long it will take to get over it.

All he can do is try his best to create an environment conducive to healing and growth for the little girl, but whether she can be freed in the end depends on her.

"Boss Mo, please take a moment to speak."

Mo Ranshi was so smart that he noticed the strangeness of the little girl, so he did not refuse Lin Baiyao's invitation and walked side by side to the bamboo bridge on the other side.

"What's up with her?"

Lin Baiyao roughly talked about his experience in Yuyang County. Mo Ranshi's bottomless eyes showed a bit of pity and said: "So, you want me to ask me to investigate the two escaped murderers?"

"I will investigate the whereabouts of the murderer, but I have been unable to escape recently, and there is no suitable person to take care of her, so I have a heartfelt request... Boss Mo, can you adopt her for a while..."

Mo Ranshi turned his head, stared at Lin Baiyao's face as if examining it, and said with deep meaning: "I can see that you really care for that little girl. But you and I are strangers to each other, but you are willing to entrust her to her."

Once you are in my hands, can you trust me so much?"

Lin Baiyao said softly: "I know that coming to ask for help like this is not only very abrupt to ordinary people, but also looks very suspicious. Fortunately, Boss Mo is not an ordinary person. He is used to fighting with bows and swords, and his life is light. You are a heroine.

, will not be afraid that I have ulterior motives, nor will I turn away those who seek help because of some doubts..."

Mo Ranshi smiled slightly and said: "It seems that you have convinced me...name?"
To be continued...