When You’re Gone

In the flower room, Gu Hansheng was pruning and cutting leaves with scissors.

As soon as Liang Shu approached, he heard a sentence: It turned out that the colorful flowers bloomed all over the place, and it seemed like this was all caused by the broken well...

She was stunned, and suddenly remembered that Mr. Qu Yu said that Mr. Qu Yu said that he likes to listen to the opera in his spare time. This is the first sentence of the famous Kunqu Opera Peony Pavilion's dream.

Seeing Liang Shu's figure appearing at the door, Gu Hansheng waved to her.

Liang Shu stepped forward, and the man took her hand and pointed to the gardening scissors beside him, "Try it."

She looked at the several plants that had been trimmed by him, and each of them looked good. If you want to come, this person is at least professional in amateurs.

She shook her head, "I won't."

The man took the flower scissors and handed it to her hand, "I won't teach you, take it."

The gardening scissors in Liang Shu's hand was a little heavy, but the asparagus bamboo in front of her grew too luxuriantly, making it impossible for her to start.

Before he started, Liang Shu looked at Gu Hansheng with his head sideways, and the tune of Kunqu lingering in his ears reminded Liang Shu of the days when he followed Lu's wives to the Huagu Qiaolou on Jinling Road when he was a child.

She didn't like these things, and she couldn't hear them when she was young.

But the wives of the Lu family like it, they don't really like it, just to look different from others, so they come to listen to the play.

Liang Shu didn't like to listen to dramas at that time, but she liked to watch the dance at the end.

The people on the stage sang tirelessly all the way to the end, and the people in the stage were basically astigmatized.

They played mahjong playing mahjong, playing cards playing solitaire, and no one's mind was in the drama performed on the stage for a long time.

Those who play cards, the rules are changeable, and they are not bad for money.

Sometimes, those who lose will have to be punished. They also occasionally play games that ordinary people like to play. Some people bring the burnt and cooled black charcoal on a tray, and those who lose will need it later. Let others paint on the face.

Once the rules are set, they cannot be changed.

Someone lost that day, and was ridiculed by several others who wanted to draw something on her face. The lady took off the bracelet on her wrist, put a piece of carbon on her hand, and smiled unscrupulously in her eyes. Let's stop playing with our own people, isn't there a ready-made one."

Everyone turned their heads to look at Liang Shu under the stage over there, and they all smiled unanimously.

"You will have fun, nothing more, just forgive you."

Then someone forcibly brought Liang Shu forward. When she was young, she could be cleaned up and obediently by anyone. It doesn't matter if her face was scratched by rough black charcoal, their voices were all around her ears:

"Look at this face, I may decide how many people will be killed in the future."

"You can be careful, and beware that the retribution will happen to you in the future."

The man snorted coldly, "I don't like things changed by vixens."

In the end, someone threw the black charcoal in his hand and complained while wiping his hands, "This thing is so dirty, it's not fun to play."

When they were having fun, Liang Shu was taken aside.

She seemed to not be painful, holding a black face that had been ravaged by pollution, her eyes were staring straight at the stage.

It's different from the scene just now, it's more like a dance.

Wearing a pair of embroidered shoes with a gold thread and a green bottom carp pattern, the participant danced a dance towards the sky on the large stage covered with red silk. The silk was smooth. She looked down at the stage and turned crooked when she jumped vertically. Step, and softened his body when he was about to fall, and in the next second, a perfect and stunning Eshabe was danced.

Liang Shu watched quietly, and stared at the person on the stage, who smiled firmly at her.

Later, Liang Shu heard people say that what he played was not a drama, but a ballet with sleeves.

now.

Seeing her blank, Gu Hansheng curled his lips helplessly, grasping her right hand with his hand, and without any hesitation, he cut off a neat and tall bamboo branch that had originally grown tall and with neat leaves.

The woman shook her finger, a little surprised, "This one looks good, why..."

"Look carefully, does each plant grow well?"

She looked at it carefully, and indeed, this pot was lush and leafy, and by looking at it alone, each tree was growing very well.

Gu Hansheng smiled and pointed again at a plant near the middle. Liang Shu pursed his lips, lifted the knife and dropped it, and solved it.

The man said, "The potted plants pay attention to the overall shape. The first plant grows the best in this pot, but it is too tall and too ostentatious; the second plant is well judged, and the roots are all rotten, which is a diseased branch. To be eliminated."

Liang Shu put the scissors aside and pursed his lips, "You mean to prevent it from having its own personality development. It is best for each plant to grow similarly, so that it can cater to the preferences of you capitalists."

Someone suddenly became angry, Gu Hansheng held her left finger in his hand and squeezed, "For the sake of regulation, can this be figured out?"

Gu Hansheng only squeezed it lightly, but Liang Shu screamed in a low voice, "...it hurts."

"Squeamish." He used so much force.

Hearing this, Liang Shu handed out the finger of his left hand. There was a small wound on the tip of her full index finger. The man twisted his eyebrows, "How?"

She took her hand back, put her back behind her, "Chopped vegetables last night."

I also blame her for being unskilled. Liang Shu couldn't cook and cook. Aunt Mei never let her cook. In this regard, she was indeed squeamish by Aunt Mei.

I didn't treat the wound all night, the wound was a little open, and the surrounding skin was red.

Gu Hansheng was going to get band-aids, but Liang Shu stopped him, "It's almost healed, don't have to be so troublesome."

I can't help her, just let it go.

In the second half, Liang Shu only stared at him, he said she would listen, he cut her and watched, and occasionally he became interested and gave her the scissors to let her play.

But the result is quite general.

I don't know how long I spent in the garden until Qu Yu came to remind them, "Sir, it's already ten thirty."

Gu Hansheng just came to a sudden, took the veil on the side and handed it to Liang Shu, and started to wipe his hands afterwards.

When everything was cleaned up, he took Liang Shu's right hand and walked out, while saying, "Go upstairs and clean up. We will go out later."

Go out?

This surprised Liang Shu a little. She asked, "Where are we going?"

"I'll find out later."

When passing by the long corridor, Gu Hansheng was still sharp-eyed, seeing the thorns on the ground, his brows frowned immediately, and he walked all the way to this hall with Liang Shu.

At this moment, Qi Zhen happened to pass by with a large bouquet of flowers, and Gu Hansheng stopped her.

"Sir," she glanced at Liang Shu, "madam."

"Where did you get this flower?"

Qi Zhen smiled, and then said, "This is a fresh Chinese rose. It looks very good. I just got the approval of Eucalyptus. I told you to insert it in the bedroom. It looks good and festive." After a pause, she added another sentence. "I think my wife will definitely like it."

The rose in her hand, the red powder, is really beautiful.

Liang Shu nodded, "Well, it looks good."

But Gu Hansheng did not have any pleasant expressions on his face. He moved his eyes away from the blooming rose, and then said, "My wife and I don't need to put any bouquets in our bedroom. Take this flower away."

Qi Zhen was startled, then lowered his head, "I see."

Gu Hansheng said again, "The long corridor at the door of the flower house has thorns dropped. Remember to clean it up."

As soon as his voice fell, Qi Zhen's face changed slightly, his teeth biting his lips, "I think it was just when everyone moved the flowers. Are you and your wife all right?"

The man glanced sideways at Liang Shu, Liang Shu shook his head, and Gu Hansheng led her to the stairs without a word.

After a while, Liang Shu asked, "I think the flowers look pretty. Your bedroom is too simple and tough. It's okay to put some flowers to decorate it."

But Gu Hansheng said, "It's not necessary. If you like, you can let them put on a little more in other places."

"I don't like it very much either." Liang Shu flattened his mouth.

Liang Shu didn't understand these, but Gu Hansheng knew.

Rose flowers have a strong fragrance, and the strong smell will make people with poor health and weak physique feel chest tightness and discomfort, and even breathe out.

And putting this thing in the bedroom is even more taboo.

Liang Shu didn't know what occasion it was today, so he took two pieces of clothes and gestured on him according to his own preferences, and took them out to ask Gu Hansheng.

The man who was already dressed was standing in front of the French window making a call at this time. He was tall and straight with one hand in his trouser pocket. With a slight bow, he could see his **** Adam's apple and perfectly lined profile.

After all, male **** is male sex, and it has enough capital to seduce people.

Gu Hansheng had already seen her, waved to her, Liang Shu walked over with his clothes, and when he came to him, the man had just taken up the thread.

"Wait what's the occasion? Or shall we go out for a meal?"

Liang Shu is very clear about the nature of their marriage.

So she doesn't think she can step into Gu Hansheng's life and social circle, but since the two are combined, some occasions are naturally inevitable. This is very clear.

Gu Hansheng shook his head, reached out and took the clothes she was holding in her arms, and then walked towards the cloakroom, "It's simple and generous, don't be too deliberate."

She put on make-up, which was fairly restrained and did not wear lipstick.

Based on the two points of simplicity and generosity, Liang Shu applied a **** lipstick, and then Gu Hansheng had already picked out the clothes for her.

The inside is a white sweater and a slightly longer woolen skirt, and the outside is a simple A-line version of the army green woolen coat.

Just when she left the house, Gu Hansheng was still holding a thick women's long down jacket. She looked at it suspiciously. The next second, Gu Hansheng put the down jacket on her, "It's cold outside, wear it on this road."

Liang Shu resisted, standing at the door quietly looking at him, it was a silent protest.

"What's the matter?" The man asked even knowingly.

She took off her down jacket and handed it to him, "If you don't wear this, it's not cold enough yet."

Besides, even when Yucheng was the coldest, she didn't wear any down jacket.

This thing is the most cumbersome and least visible.

Gu Hansheng took it and said, "I only wear it outside, and I will change it when I enter the house. Isn't that okay?"

Liang Shu didn't want to waste time, and shook his head firmly, "Wait for the weather to get colder."

"Madam, sir also for your own good. Yucheng has always been cold. The weather forecast said that it might snow in another week."

In the end, Gu Hansheng compromised.

Today it was Gu Hansheng driving and Liang Shu sitting in the co-pilot. He still couldn't resist curiosity on the way, and asked, "Where are we going? You are the superior chairman of Zhizhen Group. When I'm embarrassed, don't blame me. "

The man turned the steering wheel skillfully and looked forward, "It's not a cannibalistic place, it's okay to make mistakes or embarrassment."

Liang Shu leaned his head to look at the scenery passing by the window, "That's good."

Around eleven thirty.

Land Rover drove slowly into the old carved door with a sense of history. Someone came to greet him earlier and drove him the door. "Sir, you are back. The old lady has been thinking of you for a long time. I heard that last night I didn't have a good rest."

Gu Hansheng was clear about the reason for not having a good rest.

But he just smiled and asked, "Why didn't you rest well?"

The maid shook her head, "I don't know, you can ask yourself later."

Saying that she was going to open the door of the co-pilot, but Gu Hansheng stopped him. He walked around to the trunk first, pointed to the contents and said, "For these kinds of things, you find someone to move into the house. They are all Master Jing. Gifts for old ladies, be careful when moving."

After all arrangements were made, Gu Hansheng went to the co-pilot.

Liang Shu didn't sleep well at night, and fell asleep shortly after getting in the car, and he hasn't woken up yet.

Gu Hansheng didn't get used to her either, so he opened the door of the car directly, the cold wind poured in, and the woman leaning on the backrest asleep suddenly became sober.

She was still at a loss, shook her head, and saw the man standing by the car door.

It is like an open-air parking lot in a certain place, surrounded by some exquisite landscapes, but because it is winter, the scenery inevitably has a sense of depression.

Yucheng is not a southern city. In this season, there are basically no evergreen plants except pines and cypresses.

But this kind of scenery has its own beauty, the bare sycamore trees, swaying fierce branches toward the sky, are also very beautiful.

But none of these can deceive Liang Shu. She looked at the nearby building where things were combined and couldn't see the overall appearance. When her heart was tight, she turned her head to look at the man, "Where is this?"

Gu Hansheng reached out to her and pulled her off the car, with the warmest smile on the corners of his lips, "Gu Zhai."

The two words "Gu Zhai" are just as the name implies.

Liang Shu is not stupid, and naturally knows what it means, but this is completely beyond her expectation.

Although he already knows who lives here and the purpose of their coming here, Liang Shu couldn't help but ask, "What are we here for?"

The man grasped her hand and walked along the pebble path to the Chinese-style moon cave gate, his voice calm, "Come and meet my mother."

Come to see my mother.

A bland sentence came out of Gu Hansheng's mouth, tainted with endless warmth.

But it was like smashing a huge rock in Liang Shu's calm and unwavering heart, and there was a sudden wave of turbulent waves.

After listening to him, Liang Shu didn't want to go any further and hesitated.

The man noticed her hesitation and looked down at her, "Scared?"

Liang Shu sullen his face, looking down at the orderly arrangement of tense pebbles on the ground, his voice is very hoarse, "You said before that you wouldn't bring me to see your old lady?"

"When did I say that?" Gu Hansheng wrinkled darkly and handsomely.

"Before, I said I would not take you to see my aunt, and you also said that you would not take me to see Mrs. Gu."

Hearing her words, Gu Hansheng led her to move forward. Liang Shu wanted to pull his hand out, but there was no way. The man's grip was tight, and she couldn't shake it.

However, her steps are very slow.

There were some servants moving nearby one after another. The people in this house were not curious about Gu Hansheng. Those eyes were basically intertwined on her.

This feeling made Liang Shu panic.

In the ear, Gu Hansheng refuted her words, "You think about it again."

She walked slowly, and Gu Hansheng followed her pace and slowed down.

Liang Shu has been staring at the ground, as if thinking back.

[Then will you take me to see Mrs. Gu? 】

[What do you say? 】

Liang Shu gritted his teeth, pinched his nails on the palms of his hands, and said dullly, "I haven't seen the experience of the elders."

"It's the first time we got married, none of us, eh?"

"..."

The warmth given by the elders in the memory needs to be traced back, and Liang Shu has basically never felt the warmth from the elders in the family.

In a blink of an eye, the two had entered the small garden in the front yard.

This season is cold, and the scenery revealed in this piece of scenery still contains only the word bleak.

But it can be seen that even if the color is lost in other seasons, the scenery is still beautiful.

No one can stop natural changes. Just like a woman, her appearance will grow old, only the inside will last forever.

During the cool period, Ai Ai stood restlessly, "What kind of temperament is your old lady?"

Gu Hansheng didn't answer her question straightforwardly, but said, "I'll know it later."

...

It was the housekeeper Liang Qing who came to open the door.

Liang Qing saw the girl standing next to Gu Hansheng at a glance, smiled at her first, and then hurriedly said, "I've been looking forward to you for a long time."

you guys……

Liang Shu caught these two words and cast a suspicious look at Gu Hansheng.

Gu Hansheng first called Aunt Qing, and quietly tapped Liang Shu's palm with his finger, "This is Gu Zhai's housekeeper and our relative, Aunt Qing."

Liang Shu followed and called Aunt Qing.

"Aunt Qing, this is A Shu."

Liang Qing nodded repeatedly, holding Liang Shu's hand, smiling warmly, "It can be regarded as waiting until this day."

The wind is strong outside and the temperature is low, which is not a place to talk.

Gu Hansheng walked in and took off her coat for Liang Shu, and then handed it to Liang Qing along with his coat. Liang Qing gave the two costumes to the servant, and then said, "The old lady just heard about you. Here, it’s almost time for dinner again. Now I’m going to the wine cellar to choose wine. I said that she wouldn’t want to go there. She had to choose one that she was very satisfied with."

Liang Qing saw that Liang Shu appeared thin after taking off his coat. As early as when they entered the door, he ordered the servant to bring a shawl, and the servant brought it over.

Seeing that Liang Shu was holding a teacup and sipping his tea, he put his shawl aside and looked at Liang Shu, "A Shu, don't be nervous, the old lady and I are very good people."

The corners of Gu Hansheng’s lips formed a very faint curve, took the cup from Liang Shu’s hand and put it down, listening to her shaking her head and saying, "Aunt Qing, I...not nervous, not nervous."

The little girl saw her parents for the first time, and she said that she was not nervous, but the trembling hands and the thin sweat on her forehead when drinking tea had already revealed her true thoughts.

Gu Hansheng probably wanted to say something to Liang Shu, Liang Qing found an excuse to go and see Wen Mingting, which freed up space for them.

In this compartment, Wen Mingting just brought a half basket of wine out of the wine cellar. Liang Qing just came over. Wen Mingting couldn't even take care of the cold, so he came over and asked, "Are they here?"

Liang Qing nodded, "Here, it's in the living room."

"How?"

"Well, Han Sheng has a good vision, she is a very good looking, gentle and quiet girl."

Wen Mingting just smiled, stepped away, and moved to the living room within two minutes.

After Liang Qing left for a while, Gu Hansheng just took a tissue to wipe off the sweat from Liang Shu's forehead, and the sound of footsteps from far and near sounded again. Liang Shu immediately straightened his back and glanced at Gu Hansheng.

The man patted the back of her hand comfortingly with a big palm, "Don't be nervous."

Liang Shu has no experience in this area. On the contrary, with the lessons learned from the Lu family, her impression of the mother-in-law of the rich family is not very good.

Or the appearance of wearing gold and silver on his face, or the appearance of acrimonious and contemptuous speech, or the appearance of hiding a knife with a smile on his face.

But Wen Mingting was unexpected by Liang Shu.

When she met Liang Qing earlier, she had already changed a lot about Wen Mingting, and she should be a wealthy hostess with no arrogance.

But in fact, Wen Mingting was better than Liang Shu later imagined.

Gu Hansheng introduced Liang Shu to Wen Mingting, "Mom, this is A Shu, your daughter-in-law."

If it is an ordinary family, not to mention wealthy people, it is an ordinary family. It would be a big mistake for a son and a person to get married without telling their parents, let alone families like Gu Hansheng.

But Wen Mingting didn't mean much to blame. She took Liang Shu's hand and her words couldn't hide her excitement, "Liang Qing is right, but I have waited for it."

Liang Shu is still a little uncomfortable. She glanced at Gu Hansheng and said to Wen Mingting embarrassedly, "Mom, we didn't have time to tell you when we got the certificate a few days ago. It was all my fault. I'm sorry."

Wen Mingting patted her hand, "It is Gu Hansheng's fault to say it wrong, what can you do?"

After speaking, Wen Mingting glared at Gu Hansheng.

Gu Hansheng took the shawl that Liang had prepared early in the morning and put it on Liang Shu, "It's all my fault. When it's time for dinner, let's talk while eating."

Wen Mingting reacted, "Yes, I'm hungry, let's go to eat."

It can be seen that Wen Mingting likes Liangshu very much, and she was unwilling to let go when she took her hand. "I took a good wine and just woke up. You will taste it later. Your aunt Qing’s cooking skills are good. You will taste it later."

Liang Shu nodded in response all the way, and when he walked to the restaurant to take a seat, tears burst into his eyes.

Gu Hansheng looked in his eyes. While Wen Mingting and Liang Qing went to the kitchen with Liang Qing, he put his right arm on the back of the chair behind Liang Shu and looked down at her, "What's wrong? Don't stress."

She raised her hand and pressed the corner of her eye, her nose was a bit sore, but she was calm, "You never said that your old lady is so good."

Gu Hansheng stretched out his hand and touched the top of her hair before he laughed and said, "This kind of thing is not just talk about it, you have to feel it yourself."