Although I haven't heard this sound for a long time, once I hear it once, I will never forget it.
This is Shangguan Yu's voice. Only his voice can be so beautiful and sweet even with only two words.
Yu Zhao pushed open the door and walked in. What he saw was an emerald green embroidered screen.
Through the thin screen, I could faintly see a person sitting by the window, and behind him, two women stood.
She walked around the screen and saw Shangguan Yu raising his head slightly and looking at a lamp above his head, looking thoughtful.[
"Master Shangguan..."
She didn't want to keep the past unpleasantness in her heart forever.
He didn't mean it, and she didn't want him to take responsibility, so there was no need to dwell on this matter.
So when they meet again, she really only regards him as a valued customer, a customer who can bring benefits to her restaurant.
"Who wrote the poem above?"
He seemed to be very interested in the poem on the lamp and still looked up.
Yu Zhao raised his head slightly and glanced at the lantern, only to see a poem with the theme of orchid written on it.
There is a path of orchid leaves in the mountains, and a peach orchard outside the city. I don’t know that people and things are quiet, and I don’t notice the noise of birds chirping.
"It's a man named Wang Bo..."
"Wang Bo?"
He finally moved his eyes away from the lantern.
His two beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if he was thinking about who this Wang Bo was.
Seeing this, Yu Zhao quickly said, "Wang Bo is an old friend of mine. He is not well-known. I don't even know Mr. Shangguan."
In fact, she doesn't know Wang Bo at all...
But in my mind, when I wrote this poem, the name suddenly came to mind.
In fact, she felt very strange recently.
There are many things that even she herself cannot understand.
For example, when she decides to open a restaurant, she has in her mind what the restaurant should look like.
And when she introduced those dishes, the recipes for those dishes also popped up in her mind...[
She couldn't understand it, couldn't understand where these thoughts came from.
She felt...as if there was another person living in her body.