These tables and chairs did not belong to anyone else. Many families moved the unused tables and chairs here a long time ago, and no one took them back. , as a public entertainment device.

These tables and chairs did not belong to anyone else. Many families moved the unused tables and chairs here a long time ago, and no one took them back. , as a public entertainment device.

It was Liu Changan who brought the cards, ballpoint pen and scorebook. He packed them away and then smiled towards the shadow not far away.
Qin Yanan didn’t expect that Liu Changan had discovered her, so she came over.
Aunt Xie from the canteen waited for the card game to end. She originally planned to turn off the light bulb hanging on the grape vine frame, but when she saw this situation, she quickly stopped her hand and yawned nonchalantly while holding the cattail leaf fan, while occasionally turning off the corners of her eyes. Out of the corner of his eye he glanced over.
The light from the big lightbulb is so intense that the shadows are particularly clear. Qin Yanan’s tall figure seems to make even the shadows extraordinarily tall. She is wearing black culottes with a rose-red ribbon tied around her waist. She feels light and fiery, but only on her waist. It seems to be too slender, making people worry about whether it can bear her heavy bust.
Qin Yanan finished dinner at his father’s residence in the evening, drank some wine with him, and talked about some things about his great-grandfather and Liu Chang’an. He felt a little confused and more and more annoyed.
/Liu Changan smiled and seemed to say hello and walked home. Qin Yanan was stunned for a moment. He originally wanted to leave, but now that he was here, he was unwilling to say anything or vent. Then he followed.
The sycamore trees with sparse branches and leaves, the cold moonlight, and the quiet courtyard reminded Liu Changan of a poem:
The missing moon hangs on the sparse tung trees, which makes people feel quiet at first. Who can see lonely people coming and going alone, misty and lonely shadows.
Startled but looked back, no one can spare the regret. Picking out all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold.
Thousands of years later, the poet’s situation and mood at that time were naturally different from Liu Changan’s, but some of the emotions were the same.
What is visible at a glance is sadness, but what is hidden is pathos. Liu Changan turned around and looked at the face that became more familiar as his memory revived, showing the same smile as before.
“I have a very good relationship with the Qin family and the Ye family, especially your great-grandmother and I are very close.” Liu Changan still smiled, glanced at the sycamore tree with many leaves missing, and said to Qin Yanan’s surprise .
Qin Yanan talked to her father about Liu Changan today, but her father didn’t know much more than she did. Her great-grandfather meant that Qin Yanan should have more contact with Liu Changan, and we would talk about other things later.
What can we talk about later?
When his grandfather passed away, his father was still in his infancy. It can be said that his father was raised by his great-grandfather. His father never di

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