Ome Rhapsody

Jiang Yu finally slept comfortably, and got up the next day and went straight to Wangjiang Pavilion.

It's not clear whether it's self-abuse or some kind of psychology, but when it comes to the past of Tang Yue and Song Qi, Liang Congxu must be among the insiders.Jiang Yu felt that Liang Congxu was a good questioner here.

Jiang Yu drove up the mountain and parked the car. Seeing that it was not yet business hours, he took a walk along the top of the mountain.

There is a peach blossom forest on the top of the mountain, and now the peach blossoms are all in bloom, blooming beautifully on the branches, and the ground is covered with powder when the wind blows.

If Tang Yue is here, there should be something "worth trying".

When he was standing there in a daze, a long-haired beauty came running from the other side of the forest in the distance, and Jiang Yu felt that the scenery was more pleasing to the eye.

"Morning, Boss Liang."

"Jiang Yu? Why are you here?" Liang Congxu wiped his face with the towel hanging around his neck, and stopped in front of Jiang Yu and asked.

"Want to hear a story, do you have any wine?"

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Tang Yue got down from the tomb early in the morning and followed the excavation route to visit the ancient tomb.

This is a typical medium-sized brick tomb in the Wei and Jin Dynasties. The structure is not very complicated, but it has a complete drainage system to keep the tomb as dry as possible.There are also colorful murals all around. Although they are not exquisite from the current point of view, they are really rare and have great investigation value.

A thousand miles begins with a single step.

Practice is always the best way to gain knowledge.

Tang Yue memorized as he walked. Such precious first-hand information could not be obtained by reading a few books. He only regretted that he didn't have a lot of brains to memorize all the preliminary research results of the cemetery by the leading experts.

Unknowingly, a group of people have reached the exit of the tomb, stepped on the built stairs, and a ray of sunlight came in from the exit, shining on the time and space thousands of years ago, feeling like a world away.

Until he followed the bus back to the entrance of the hotel, Tang Yue was still thinking about what he had just seen and heard, and wrote down his thoughts and opinions in his notebook.

From the entrance of the hotel to the lobby, you need to pass through a small garden. The two peach trees in the garden are in full bloom now, and the pink petals are dancing with the wind.

Tang Yue was the last one to get off the car, and walked slowly in the garden, wondering when he would go back to clean up his increasingly arrogant little Omega.

But you can't predict which flower on the branch will be blown off by the wind in the next second, and you don't know who you will meet in the next second.

In the orange-red sunset, someone was standing under a peach blossom tree, wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, a gray windbreaker, and a pair of black short boots. When he saw Tang Yue, he showed a light smile.

"Tang Yue, I'm back."

Familiar and unfamiliar faces broke through the past six years, struggled to emerge from memory, and merged with the scenery in front of them without any conflict.

36-year-old Song Qi and 36-year-old Tang Yue met again like this.

Tang Yue's brain was in a state of stagnation for a moment.

Song Qi came back and stood in front of him. This was a scene he had imagined many times.

But when this moment really came, his state of mind was very different.

Song Qi seemed to have expected Tang Yue's reaction, he took a few steps forward, opened his arms and hugged Tang Yue.

Tang Yue unconsciously took two steps back, causing the hug to be only half completed.

Body language can't lie.

Song Qi put down his hands, with a hint of understanding in his eyes, and a bitter smile, he wanted to speak but didn't make a sound.

He coughed hard to get the sound out.

"Tang Yue, I... am late, am I?"

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In the peach forest in Woshan, the two also communicated to the end.

Liang Congxu is a considerate person, and everything he says is to the point.

Smoking, smoking cessation, youthful exuberance, tortured love, forced to give up, in his opinion, it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

"Look, it's such a particularly unpleasant story." Liang Congxu took a sip of his wine, indicating that the story was over, "But I really didn't expect me to tell you this."

"I don't want to hear hearsay."

"Then why don't you ask Old Tang directly?"

Jiang Yu smiled: "Should he expose the scar again?"

He casually picked up a peach blossom on the ground and put it in the palm of his hand, with the five petals neatly enveloping him, he said in a low voice, "That hurts so much."

He was reluctant.

"Tsk. Old Tang is so lucky." Liang Congxu shook his head and drank the wine in the bottle. "But the two of them should have no contact since they separated six years ago."

"Perhaps soon...there will be contact." Thinking of those materials, Jiang Yu felt more and more that his guess was right.

"I suggest you, wait for him to come back and have a good chat with him. You are husband and wife, so there is nothing you can't talk about."

"I'm not waiting for him." Jiang Yu snorted, "I might as well practice a few more pieces with this time."

"You are so cute, no wonder Old Tang likes you so much." Liang Congxu said sincerely.

Jiang Yu blushed, feeling embarrassed to be praised by a great beauty, he held up the wine bottle in his hand and touched Liang Congxu.

"Boss Liang."

"Ok?"

"You will surely get what you want."

Liang Congxu propped his hands back on the ground, looked up at the peach blossoms on the branches and the fiery red sunset, as if he saw the man's cheeky way of trying to please him, and couldn't help laughing.

"Thank you for your blessings."