The autumn atmosphere is so strong that it cannot be dispelled.
The water of the Bian River lost its turbidity and turbulence of summer and became clear, cold and slow.
The willow branches on both sides of the river are sparse and yellow, with a few branches occasionally falling, swirling and silently falling into the rippling water.
Gu Xuanming and Wen Yu were walking on the stone bridge, one in front and one behind, more than a foot apart.
The footsteps made a slight and monotonous sound on the stone slabs of the wall, tap, tap, tap, as if measuring some kind of silent silence.
Not far under the bridge, there is a vendor selling chrysanthemums.
The bright yellow kumquats and elegant white chrysanthemums are blooming vigorously.
From time to time, one or two pedestrians would stop in front of a vendor, buy one or two chrysanthemums, put them on their heads, hold their heads high, and walk happily on the street.
Wen Yu's eyes fell on the stall, his gaze far-reaching.
"Do you like it? I'll give you one." Gu Xuanming's voice was not loud, as if covered with a thin layer of frost, a little hoarse and nervous.
"No need." Wen Yu shook his head.
The two of them walked down the bridge and slowly walked towards the familiar wonton stall.
The stall owners are an elderly couple.
The woman's hair was gray, but it was neatly tied into a bun at the back of her head.
She was wearing a coarse apron and warmly greeted the guests coming and going.
The man stood silently in front of the stove, skillfully wrapping the wontons, putting them in the pot, and preparing the soup.
Obviously, the couple had no communication at all, but the tacit understanding honed in them over the years seemed to cover them with a shell, and inside the shell, they were in perfect harmony with each other.
"Two bowls of wontons, one with onions but no garlic, and one with garlic but no onions." Gu Xuanming ordered skillfully.
The woman recognized this handsome regular customer and specifically asked the old man to add more wontons.
Wen Yu asked nostalgically, "Do you come here often?"
"Yes." Gu Xuanming took out two pairs of chopsticks from the chopstick holder, rinsed them in tea, and then handed a pair to Wen Yu.
"When you stay in Kyoto alone, you have to learn to find something to think about."
The wontons came out quickly.
The big porcelain bowl was filled to the brim with wontons that looked like gold ingots, sprinkled with a layer of emerald green onions, which made people's appetite grow.
Wen Yu ate one, his expression slightly stiff.
It tasted good, but it brought back no memories for her.
Is this what the wonton stalls taste like in your memory?
The two of them ate in silence. They were clearly a handsome man and a beautiful woman, extremely pleasing to the eyes, but for some reason, the other guests always felt that there was a hint of sadness emanating from them.
After eating wontons, Gu Xuanming sent Wen Yu home.
Gu Xuanming had walked this road many times. In the past, every time after school at Baichuan Academy, Gu Xuanming would send Wen Yu home.
This road seems very long, yet very short.
Gu Xuanming asked, "What is Yunzhou like?"
"It's full of vitality and vigor, and the people are very warm-hearted. Some people are very poor, but very positive." Wen Yu's mouth was opened and he became more and more cheerful as he spoke.
Gu Xuanming listened quietly, and seemed to be able to see the city built by his mother herself from Wen Yu's description.
By the time Wen Yu finished speaking, they had already walked halfway.
Gu Xuanming smiled and said, "Will you settle down in Yunzhou in the future?"
Wen Yu thought for a moment and said, "It depends on the work arrangement. I will go wherever my master tells me to go. After I retire, I will go back to Yunzhou. It will be more comfortable there."
Gu Xuanming was silent for a moment, then asked tentatively, "You're not going to care about me? Are you going to leave me alone in Kyoto again?"
Wen Yu didn't look at him, kept the same pace, pretended not to care and said: "You can go to Yunzhou with me."
Gu Xuanming didn't say anything.
Wen Yu's heart kept sinking. Although this was an expected answer, her nose still felt sour and her vision was blurry.
The two of them slowed down at the same time, hoping that the road could be longer.
But no matter how slow it was, Wen Yu finally got home.
"I'm here." Wen Yu calmed himself down, opened the door and walked into the house.
She did not invite Gu Xuanming in for a cup of tea, and the two of them just stared at each other from a distance.
Wen Yu thought she hid it well, but her red eyes still revealed her true emotions.
Gu Xuanming stood at the door, staring at Wen Yu for a long time, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."
I'm sorry, he can't be as selfless and give up everything for a relationship as he did when he was young.
The passionate love in his youth consumed too much of his courage and emotion.
He could no longer give up his own future for a woman like he did to Jingniang.
Wen Yu finally couldn't hold back her tears and they fell.
She raised the corners of her mouth, trying to force out a brilliant smile: "I also want to say sorry to you."
I'm sorry, I can't follow my husband like other women do.
I'm sorry, I dare not give up what I have and gamble my whole life on a man's love and conscience.
I would rather choose something visible than a future full of uncertainty.
The wooden door was gently closed.
Wen Yu leaned against the door, tears streaming down her face.
It is not easy to find a confidant, and it is even more difficult to find a confidant with whom you are mutually attracted.
But life is not just about love. They just chose something more important after weighing the pros and cons.
Gu Xuanming stood at the door for a long time.
He heard faint crying sounds from inside the door, but he did not knock. He just stood there, letting his tears soak his clothes.
Looking back on the first half of my life, I am so lucky to have met so many noble people.
Wen Yu is one of them.
If it weren't for her, I would never have been able to make progress in my studies.
Gu Xuanming, who cannot read, has no ability to pursue his ambitions, and cannot even have any ambitions.
Perhaps a Gu Xuanming like that would firmly choose to be with Wen Yu.
The sun sets and the moon rises.
Gu Xuanming wiped away his tears, turned around and left with firm and powerful steps.
"Brother?" Gu Yunyan noticed that her eldest brother's eyes were as red as a rabbit. Just as she was about to open her mouth to show concern, her second brother covered her mouth.
Gu Yunting smiled and said, "Brother, are you blinded by the wind? Go wash your face and take a shower. There is your favorite ice cream in the small kitchen."
"Yeah." Gu Xuanming left slowly.
When his figure disappeared at the end, Gu Yunyan glared at her second brother: "It's already so late, how could the kitchen still have food prepared? You know how to order people around, but where do you want me to get the ice cream?"
Gu Yunting sighed: "My dear sister, don't just be smart but also be thoughtful. Let me ask you, what did big brother do today?"
"I went on a date with Wen Yu."
"Then tell me, why does he look so distraught and crying?"
"My eldest brother has loved crying since he was young."
Gu Yunting gave his younger sister a slap on the head: "Think about it carefully again, think carefully."
"Could it be..." Gu Yunyan covered her mouth in surprise, with sympathy in her eyes.
My brother was dumped by Wen Yu.
How pitiful! How can he find a wife better than Wen Yu in the future? !
"Well, I'll send someone to the Baiwei Restaurant and ask the chef to make a special portion." (End of this chapter)
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