"Youbao?"
Shi Heng hugged Gu Youran from behind and rubbed his chin gently against the top of her head.
He had a faint scent of green wood, which made people feel inexplicably at ease.
Gu Youran turned around and threw herself into his arms.
Shi Heng immediately noticed something was wrong, her slender shoulders were trembling slightly.
"What's wrong?"
He held her face in his hands, stroked the corners of her red eyes with his thumb, and unconsciously lowered his voice, "Who made my Youbao cry?"
"Ah Heng..."
Gu Youran buried her face in his chest and said in a muffled voice, "I miss Alan and Lisa."
Shi Heng's heart suddenly tightened.
After being married for so long, this is the first time that Gu Youran has taken the initiative to mention her adoptive parents.
He only learned from the investigation materials that Gu Youran's adoptive parents both died in a car accident when she was nine years old.
When he saw this information, he felt heartbroken.
His Youbao has experienced so much suffering since childhood.
Shi Heng used his arms to lift her up and asked, "Did something happen?"
He knew Gu Youran, and she would not think of these past events for no reason.
Gu Youran leaned on his shoulder, her fingers unconsciously tugging at the buttons of his shirt, and told him about receiving the script of "Between the Strings" today.
As Shi Heng listened, his expression gradually became solemn.
He also didn't believe that there could be such a coincidence in the world.
"Let me see the script." Shi Heng's voice became deeper.
Gu Youran nodded, got down from his arms, reopened the laptop and pulled out the script.
Then she walked to the wall and took down the old guitar she had brought back from Cloud City.
It was a gift from her adoptive father when she was six years old. The paint on the guitar was already peeling a little, but she had always kept it carefully.
As he plucked the strings of the zither, Gu Youran's memory suddenly flashed back to the day of his adoptive parents' funeral.
She was completely confused at the time, and her fingers played a wrong chord uncontrollably.
But strangely, she later found out that this "wrong" way of playing was actually her adoptive father's favorite improvisation.
Now, she played the melody again unconsciously.
Shi Heng looked back and forth at the script and Gu Youran's actions, and suddenly his eyes widened.
He was shocked to find that the position where Gu Youran's left ring finger pressed was exactly the same as what was written in the script.
It is the position on the seventh fret of the guitar that can produce special harmonics. In the script, this is called "Whisper of the Dead".
Shi Heng held down Gu Youran's hand while she was playing the piano, pointed at the script and said, "Look, what's written here is exactly the same as what you're playing now!"
Gu Youran looked down at her fingers, then at the script, and her heart skipped a beat.
She quickly took out the old photos in her phone:
The six-year-old girl stood beside her adoptive father, her little hand pressing on the seventh fret of the guitar. Her adoptive father's hand was wrapped around hers, with a gentle smile on his face.
"I have Yunye's phone number," Gu Youran said, about to dial, "Mai Wen gave me the screenwriter's contact information."
Shi Heng held her hand and said, "Don't be impatient."
He pulled out his phone and said, "I'll have someone check the screenwriter's background first. It would be safer to meet him tomorrow."
Gu Youran nodded and his eyes fell on the old photo again.
She remembered that every weekend, her adoptive father would play her favorite songs on this guitar.
At that time, she didn't understand why her adoptive father always stayed in the seventh box for a long time.
Only now do I realize that this place holds so many secrets.
"It'll be okay." Shi Heng suddenly hugged her from behind.
He grabbed her cold hand and pressed it on the seventh fret of the guitar. "This time, it's my turn to protect your secret."
Seeing that she was still biting her lip, he turned her around and touched their foreheads.
"Let's go find Yunye and ask him tomorrow. Let's do it together, okay?"
…
At the same time.
Eight o'clock in the evening.
Han Jingchen opened the ancient family tree for the third time.
He looked carefully and a new picture appeared on it, recording what happened after Ali took back the bracelet.
The night was dark, and the cold wind blew dead leaves across the desolate cemetery.
Ali staggered to a bluestone tombstone and his knees slammed heavily on the hard ground.
With trembling hands, he pulled out the stolen bracelet from his bosom and gripped it tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.
"Senior Sister... I got it back..."
His voice was hoarse, as if he had been suppressing it for too long and finally broke down.
The word "Jiuchen" is engraved on the tombstone, cold and silent.
Ali remembered that his senior sister loved to see him wearing white clothes when she was alive, and said that he was like the clouds in the sky, clean and bright.
But now, his white robe was already stained with blood and dust and could never be washed clean.
"You said I look best in white..."
He laughed softly, tears rolling down his face uncontrollably. "But you're gone now, who should I wear it for?"
He suddenly pulled off his white robe, took out a black robe from his bag, and wrapped it around himself.
Black, like night, like death, like the past that he can never go back to.
The night wind was howling, Ali leaned against the tombstone and closed his eyes tiredly.
In a trance, he felt someone gently stroking his hair.
"Ali." A gentle voice sounded in my ears.
He suddenly opened his eyes and found himself standing in a white fog.
Senior sister Jiuchen was standing in front of him, still wearing the red dress, with a smile on her face.
"Senior Sister?!"
He reached out his hand tremblingly, but grabbed nothing.
"Don't cry."
Jiuchen's fingertips lightly brushed his face, "Your love... can bring me back to life."
"real?!"
Ali wanted to catch her eagerly, but her figure was gradually disappearing.
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