As he was speaking, he heard the doorbell ring.
Tian Ye said politely, "I'll go open the door."
Outside the door, Song Mao was carrying a lot of gift boxes with an expressionless face. In order to save time, he called the housekeeper to drive the gift boxes and he would pick them up halfway.
There are probably only about three or two kilograms of the top-quality spring tea, Queshe, in the whole country. This small half kilogram was kept by the gentleman for brewing tea on snowy days, but now it has all been given to Li Changsi. Fortunately, it is already the end of the year, and next year's spring tea will be available.
As for the other things, Song Mao didn't look at them, but he was very happy when the butler gave them to him. He must have taken as much as he could and tried to choose the most decent ones.
Tian Ye opened the door and saw a business elite in a suit standing outside. He didn't look like a delivery man at all. He asked hesitantly, "Excuse me, is this a delivery?"
Song Mao: “???”
Does he look like a delivery man?
Li Changsi burst out laughing and said from a distance, "He's Lu Qi's assistant."
Song Mao has finally come to this day! She didn't have any likes or dislikes for Lu Qi's assistant, but she felt that he was sometimes even more arrogant than Lu Qi, and she just wanted to bully him.
Tian Ye chuckled and said, "It turns out to be the assistant. Come in quickly. I thought Lu Qi ordered takeout."
Song Mao: "..."
Song Mao came in carrying a lot of gift boxes. Seeing that besides Tian Ye, Lin Lushen and Rong Shu were also in the house, he felt somewhat fortunate that the housekeeper had the foresight to stuff a lot of extra things in. Otherwise, this wouldn't even be enough for the delivery! He would have to make a second trip.
Song Mao lowered his eyes and whispered, "Sir, everything is here. Sparrow tongue, red wine, and some desserts."
Lu Qi nodded and said, "I just had Lane 49 send some dishes over. Go down and take a look."
Song Mao: "Yes."
"Alley 49?"
Rong Shu looked at it sideways. Lane 49 was a private restaurant in Jingcheng. Because it was located in Lane 49 in the old city area, it was directly named after the lane. However, the chefs there were all state banquet chefs. Rong Shu had eaten there once after returning to China, and was brought there by a very prestigious elder who said that the place was not open to the public.
The dishes are really amazing, but the threshold is really high! It beats the famous Qiu Yi Nong.
I didn't expect that Mr. Lu could actually ask Lane 49 to deliver food. Rong Shu was slightly shocked.
Li Changsi keenly caught the idea: "Is this restaurant delicious?"
Tian Ye was dumbfounded: "I've never heard of it."
Lin Lushen: "Maybe it's newly opened."
Lu Qi smiled slightly, his voice low and gentle: "It's a restaurant opened by a friend, I'm here to take care of the business when I have nothing to do."
Rong Shu nearly choked on his wine and gave him a strange look. "Taking care of the business in Lane 49?" What was Mr. Lu's identity? Did Li Changsi know?
Tian Ye cried out in hunger: "I hope it arrives soon. I haven't had a proper meal today because I was catching the plane."
Li Changsi: "Then eat crabs first."
Fortunately, the food from Lane 49 arrived quickly, with plates of exquisite dishes, each one like a Chinese painting, four vegetarian and four meat dishes, ranging from seasonal vegetables to fish, shrimp and meat.
Tian Ye exclaimed: "The dishes here are so beautiful. I will definitely order a table for myself tomorrow. Wow, this is so delicious."
Rong Shu smiled and said, "If you can achieve that, you're awesome."
Li Changsi was also a little surprised. Such dishes were not something that ordinary chefs could make. She had eaten countless rare delicacies in her previous life, but only the imperial chef could make such dishes.
Lin Lushen: "Wow, sister, this dish is really delicious, fresh and tender. This place must be very expensive."
Rong Shu lowered his head and ate without saying a word.
Li Changsi tasted a few chopsticks and her eyes lit up. The taste was indeed quite good. She felt like her taste buds had been saved. She immediately leaned over slightly and whispered in Lu Qi's ear, "This is really great. It's a hundred times better than the meal my agent ordered."
When Lu Qi saw her delicate and bright little face coming closer to him, her charming big eyes staring straight at him, it seemed as if something deep in his soul was struck, and he couldn't help but shudder.
His body tensed for a moment, then he looked away calmly and said calmly, "I'll leave you a phone number. Ask them to deliver it when you want to eat."
Lin Lushen said "Wow" and laughed, "Sister, you're going to go broke eating this place out. This place is definitely not cheap."
Lu Qi smiled slightly: "Just put it on my account."
Tian Ye: "Fuck, Brother Lu, is it too late for me to hug your thighs now? I can cook, warm the bed, and even whimper."
Li Changsi glanced at him and said, "Then you two can get by."
Tian Ye: "Hahahaha, just kidding, how dare I steal Sister Si's girl? I wouldn't dare to do that even if I had ten times the courage."
The meal was very enjoyable.
Since everyone had been flying all day and had been arguing for so long, after dinner, they got up to say goodbye. Before leaving, each of them took a box of beautifully packaged desserts.
After coming out of the apartment building, Tian Ye couldn't help but howl among the guests.
Tian Ye: "@李长思, I had delicious hairy crabs at Sister Si's house today. She even brought dessert with her. Thank you so much~"
Tian Ye almost couldn't control the wild power in his body, and shouted loudly, "Li Changsi is so awesome. The person he found is such a beautiful woman. She has perfect temperament and is very good at dealing with people. She's just a little cold and distant, but she's a perfect match for Li Changsi."
Both of them are quite cold, but when they get along with each other, they are the typical cold-outside-and-warm-inside type.
Tian Ye opened the dessert box to take pictures, and saw eight pastries inside, including crimson peach blossom pastry, emerald green lotus leaf pastry, refreshing pear blossom pastry, and purple lotus pastry. As soon as he opened the food box, the rich floral fragrance made him very hungry.
Are all desserts this exquisite?
Tian Ye looked at the packaging box. There was no trademark. Could it be freshly made?
Among the guests, Bai Zhuo asked in surprise, "Did you go to Li Changsi's house?"
Lin Lu pinched Tian Ye: "Why are you talking nonsense in the group? If Brother Zhuo knew that we didn't bring him, he would be unhappy."
Tian Ye: "That's impossible. Brother Zhuo is not that stingy."
Lin Lushen rolled his eyes and said, "Stupid, Brother Zhuo is pursuing my sister."
Tian Ye suddenly remembered this, slapped his thigh and pretended to be dead.
"Brother Rong, why haven't you said anything today? Do you think the person Li Changsi is dating is a little unusual?"
Tian Ye couldn't say what was so unusual about him, but his every word and action had its own rules. Li Changsi's aura was already very strong, but the other party was not suppressed at all. The two of them looked surprisingly well matched standing together.
Rong Shu muttered, "The spring tea his assistant brought was top-grade Queshe, a specially supplied kind. There aren't many of them in the country. I've also tried Lane 49, and it's about the same quality as a state banquet."
Tian Ye was dumbfounded and said in a confused tone, "Brother, you mean I had a state banquet today? Shit, shit, shit!"
Lin Lushen's eyes widened in surprise, "So awesome?!"
Tian Ye couldn't hold it in any longer, his mouth almost stretched behind his ears, this had to be bragging.
Tian Ye: And the food in Lane 49 is really delicious.
Bai Zhuo: Lane 49?
Bai Zhuo just got home, took a shower, had dinner, and was about to see if Li Changsi would do a live broadcast today, but he was shocked by Tian Ye's words in the group, and his handsome face sank.
He had certainly been to Lane 49 before. The chefs there were all state banquet chefs, and they didn't serve outsiders at all. Did Lane 49 even deliver food?
It would take his grandfather calling personally for the other party to send food to the Bai family's old house.
Of course, grandpa never did such a thing.
Bai Zhuo: Did you eat at Lane 49?
Tian Ye: As expected of my brother Zhuo, you can tell he eats it often. Dessert.jpg.
Xuan Yiyi: Wow, this pastry is so exquisite. Where did you buy it? I want to change this pastry for my birthday party.
Lin Lushen: This is a custom order, not for sale. dessert.jpg.
The box that Lin Lushen took was a Western dessert, which was also an exquisite and overly beautiful little cake.
Song Xingyue: Did you all go to Changsi’s house for dinner?
Rongshu: Well, Changsi’s birthday is today, so we went there to have a meal.
Bai Zhuo: @Li Changsi, it's your birthday? Why didn't you tell me earlier?
Meng Xun; @Li Changsi, happy birthday.
Li Changsi was tagged crazily at home. When she picked up her phone, she saw that all the messages were wishing her a happy birthday.
She typed "thank you" and saw that Song Mao had already cleaned the table and was waiting outside.
Lu Qi: "I'm going back first, you should get some rest early."
Li Changsi saw him standing at the door. He had a tall figure and handsome features that were made extremely soft by the light. His deep brown eyes showed no emotion, which made people wonder...but he had obviously been in too much trouble today.
If she doesn't restrain herself, her girlfriend card will expire today.
"Okay, let's chat on WeChat if you have anything to say."
Lu Qi looked at her deeply, then turned and returned to Bishui Jiangting's manor.
Song Mao drove the car out of the parking lot of the apartment building and saw his husband leaning against the back seat with his eyes closed. He looked cold and tired because he had met so many people today and had been quarreled all night.
Song Mao couldn't help but ask, "Sir, why bother dealing with Li Changsi's friends?"
Even if Li Changsi has indeed done some great things that are much better than before, he is still not worthy of you, sir.
Lu Qi half-closed his eyes, then opened them to look at the apartment that had disappeared behind him. He said indifferently, "She is no longer the Li Changsi of the past."
Although it is unbelievable, the current Li Changsi is indeed not the timid woman he met at the mountaintop manor. They are two completely different souls, one cowardly and timid, the other cold and strong; one mediocre, the other outstanding. These can be ignored, but Li Changsi should not forget the relationship between them, although it is in name only.
Song Mao didn't understand for a moment: "But Mr. said when he first met her that she is not the one you are looking for."
Lu Qi lowered his eyes, and a dark light flashed in his deep brown pupils. Now he was not sure, but he felt that time was running out. Even if he had chosen the wrong person, it would be too late to find the right one. It would be better to just stick with it for this year.
He never had any hope for that illusory future.
Lu Qi closed his eyes again, and his handsome and pale features were slowly shrouded in darkness.
Song Mao hesitated to speak and finally said nothing. It had been three years. If Li Changsi was the right person, he would not have wasted three years. It seemed that it was time to call the others back.
He couldn't persuade the gentleman.
The next morning, Li Changsi was woken up by a call from Qiubi. He slept so deeply that night that he woke up after his biological clock.
Li Changsi opened the curtains and found that the first snow had fallen last night, and the outside of the apartment was covered with white snow.
She opened her Moments and saw photos of the first snow. In the guest group, people were also chattering about the snow.
On the first snow day, according to custom, she could rest on this day and then go to Guoyun Mountain to see her master.
When Qiubi came with breakfast, he saw Li Changsi sitting on the balcony with a listless look on his face, watching the snow scene. He was not doing any test papers, exercising, or doing any live broadcasts. His delicate and fair face was cold, completely different from the smiling look when he came back yesterday.
Qiubi's heart skipped a beat. Did she have a fight with the pretty boy after he left yesterday? Or was the pretty boy not satisfied... Ahem, the agent discarded the waste in his mind and called out cautiously, "Changsi, I brought your favorite rice cakes. Hey, why are there so many things in the living room?"
Kewpie arranged the various gift boxes piled in the living room, picked up the red wine gift box, and took a look. He was so shocked that he almost dropped his foot. This red wine seemed so damn expensive, and it was a collector's edition?!
Kyubey took the breakfast to the small coffee table on the balcony.
"Baby, the July issue of the magazine you shot earlier is on sale today. If the response is enthusiastic, we might be invited to appear in the other three major magazines. Also, regarding the script of 'Locking Qingqiu' that I told you about before, the director wants to invite you to audition for the second female lead... This opportunity is very rare, why don't you consider it?"
Li Changsi interrupted him listlessly: "I'm taking a break today, not working. You can go back."
What? Qibi was stunned.
"Baby, did something happen?"
"No, it's just snowing and I'm too lazy to move."
Qiubi breathed a sigh of relief. That was good. Changsi had just returned from the desert and had experienced such a thing, so it would be good for her to rest for a while. So he would try not to arrange any work for her during this period, let her rest at home, do the test papers, and prepare for the exam. That was the only problem.
"Son, now all the major colleges and universities have started to register for the art exams. Have you decided which school to apply to? Also, what will the art exam cover?"
"Take the qin test." Li Changsi's eyes fell on the snow scene in the park opposite, and his thoughts drifted far away. From the age of five, the princes and princesses of the imperial palace had to start reading and learning to read, play the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting.
She first learned chess, and after two years of study, she saw that her brothers and sisters were all learning the guqin well, and she became a little anxious. She pulled the teacher's sleeve and asked, "Teacher, today the emperor asked about our lessons. My twelfth sister can play the guqin, so when can I learn?"
At that time, she was always short, perhaps because she grew up in the cold palace and did not get enough nutrition. She was even shorter than her twelfth sister. For this reason, she was often ridiculed by her brothers and sisters as a sick cat.
The teacher leaned over and said with a faint smile: "When you grow taller, you can't even reach the piano stand now, and it will be very difficult for you to learn."
She raised her little face and said, "But Sisi is not afraid of hardship."
If you don’t learn now, you will be left behind.
Perhaps because she was very persistent, the teacher took her to the music room to choose an instrument. She immediately fell in love with the largest and most gorgeous phoenix-head guzheng among a pile of instruments. She wanted to learn the most difficult one, and many of her sisters had learned the guqin, and the guzheng was so boring.
"Learn this." She pointed at the konghou, which was taller than she was, and said excitedly, "Sir, I want to learn this."
The gentleman touched her head and nodded lightly.
Later, she learned the guzheng for ten years. In the year when she planned to ascend the throne, she and Lan Jingxing had basically broken up as master and disciple. The fuse was very ridiculous, because he wanted to take back the guzheng that he had given her a long time ago, because of an extremely heartbreaking reason.
She smashed the konghou to pieces and sent it to Lonely Cloud Mountain. As a result, the master and disciple broke off completely and did not see each other for more than half a year. Later, she never forgave him until her death, and her master never forgave her.
The past passed like a cloud of smoke. Li Changsi lowered her eyes, and a surge of resentment surged in her heart. Even though thousands of years had passed, she was still unable to let go of the past life, and could not reconcile with him or herself calmly.
"Konghou? Are you sure you can play it?" Kewpie was a little unsure. The konghou is probably the least popular of all classical instruments, mainly because it gradually disappeared from the scene starting in the 14th century. Even though traditional Chinese music is popular now, few people know how to play it.
"I haven't played for years, so I can only barely pass the exam." Li Changsi stood up and said, "Take me to Bishui Jiangting."
"What? What are you doing there? It's snowing outside."
"That's why I'm going."
It was almost noon when they drove to Bishuijiangting. The road was slippery due to the snow and there was a traffic jam. The car drove smoothly all the way to the top of the mountain. She asked Qiubi to go back first and stepped on the snow on the ground to go up to the manor on the top of the mountain step by step.
The last time I came here, the jacaranda flowers that lined the flower-filled path had already withered. Thick snow had accumulated on the boulevard, and a few sparrows had landed in the snow to look for food.
She walked back and forth on the thick snow, looking at the footprints in the snow. In fact, she didn't know what she was doing here. Lu Qi was not Lan Jingxing, this was not Guoyun Mountain, and she was no longer the Li Changsi of the past.
Li Changsi squatted in the snow, built a small snowman, took off his red hat and put it on the snowman.
Inside the mountaintop manor, the housekeeper looked at the little girl who had been squatting in the snow for a long time and said anxiously, "Assistant Song, it's so windy and snowy outside. You'll catch a cold if you stay here for too long. I should go ask the master for instructions."
Song Mao: "Butler, the master has known for a long time that the first snow of each year is the time when the master is in the worst mood. It is better for you not to disturb him."
Not only was he in a bad mood, but his old illnesses often flared up, year after year. It was like it was ingrained in his genes, and no pathology could be traced. Over time, on this day every year, my husband would lock himself in his room, refusing to see anyone.
So, Li Changsi came here in vain today.
Song Mao curled the corners of his lips. It wasn't that he was hard-hearted, he just had a sense of crisis. The appearance of Li Changsi would disrupt his peaceful life. His husband had made exceptions for her many times.
The housekeeper sighed softly, not giving up hope: "But this is the only little girl who has been able to come to the Hilltop Manor in all these years."
He had watched the master grow up since he was a child and did not want him to live such a lonely life forever. If that little girl came in, his life might be different.
Song Mao: "Three years ago, she lost her only chance."
Before Song Mao finished speaking, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and saw Lu Qi holding a fluffy ball of marshmallow, walking downstairs and out the door.
Song Mao gasped and was about to step forward when he was stopped by the housekeeper.
The housekeeper smiled and said, "Mr. is in a very bad mood today. It's best if you don't disturb him."
Li Changsi built a small snowman, and then a big snowman. He looked at the two snowmen, one big and one small, and then pushed the big snowman down with an expressionless face.
Lu Qi walked out of the manor, his lips slightly pursed, his face paler than usual. He knew when Li Changsi reached the top of the mountain, otherwise a strange car wouldn't be able to get up. He had made up his mind today to not see anyone, including Li Changsi.
In the end, she did not go into the house. She just walked back and forth on the snow along the long tree-lined avenue several times, and then squatted down to make a snowman. He sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, looking at the white snow. His mood was extremely bad, but as he watched the snowflakes falling on her, and saw that she seemed to be buried in the snow, a trace of panic inexplicably arose in his heart.
He didn't like this feeling, as if something dangerous was in his heart, turning into a deadly poison, flowing through his limbs, and ultimately leaving nothing behind. He waited for another half hour, and another half hour, but she still didn't leave.
Lu Qi finally sighed softly and walked downstairs.
Snowflakes fell softly, and he saw a layer of snow on her shoulders, her hair was frozen, and her little face was pale. She repeatedly pushed the bigger snowman down, rebuilt it, and pushed it down again.
With a trace of anger in his heart, Lu Qi walked forward, took off his scarf without saying a word, wrapped it around the exposed part of her white jade neck, and took off his coat and put it on her.
"You're here?" Li Changsi smiled at him, his voice a little stiff, but his mood was better than when he first went up the mountain.
"Yeah." Lu Qi's voice was low, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. He reached out and held her little face. Feeling the biting cold, he pressed her into his arms.
A warm breath came over her, mixed with a hint of anger from the man. Li Changsi put her little face against his chest, and then she realized that her face was frozen.
"Why don't you come in?"
"Maybe you don't want to see me either." Li Changsi smiled, his slender and deep eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with a hint of keen insight into people's hearts.
Lu Qi was speechless. He gently touched her eyelashes with his fingertips, melting the snowflakes on them onto his fingertips. He said in a hoarse voice, "My old illness flared up on a snowy day. I didn't mean to avoid you."
He was born with an old illness, and he would be in excruciating pain every time it snowed. Over the years, he had become accustomed to not seeing anyone in winter, and he struggled to survive the entire cold winter like a hibernating animal.
He took her by the hand and walked towards the manor without saying a word.
Li Changsi saw him leaving a series of footprints in the snow and subconsciously turned back to look.
"Hmm?" Lu Qi turned his head slightly, looked down at her, and hugged her tighter to block the biting wind and snow.
Li Changsi shook her head and smiled softly. In the past, she always followed behind her husband and walked in his footsteps. But in this life, this man who looked exactly like Lan Jingxing was walking side by side with her.
Li Changsi followed him into the manor and saw the housekeeper coming up to him hurriedly, handing him hot water and towels.
The heating was on in the house and it was as warm as spring.
Lu Qi took off her coat with a cold expression. Seeing that her whole body was frozen, he took a deep breath and said, "Housekeeper, go make a bowl of ginger tea. Li Changsi, go upstairs and take a hot bath."
An imperative tone.
Li Changsi blinked. Taking a bath? In his bathroom?
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