Chapter 9 old love new love

Where is it? The palace-like dome, the exaggerated door, and the lively and gaudy decorations on the walls, have a kind of hypocritical magnificence, like a movie set. The woman in the background, wearing a red wedding dress, phoenix coronet and Xiapei, embroidered all over her body, is sitting coquettishly in an empty room, with a kind of indescribable beauty. On the window pane, there are butterflies flying together on one panel, and mandarin ducks playing in the water on the other panel. It is all goodwill. It was carved by a woman with one knife and one scissors. The hands that are used to orchid fingers are not used to scissors with knives. It is a bit clumsy, but it can't hold back the earnestness and piousness, so it is cut out. Butterflies can fly, mandarin ducks can swim, In pairs, forever.

The bedding on the bed is brand new, embroidered with peonies and phoenixes, and the red-eyed one is auspicious. The Western silver candlesticks carry Chinese old-fashioned dragon and phoenix red candles, which is a bit out of line, but it is also auspicious. The candlestick has three cannulae, but there is only one pair of happy candles. roses. The woman looked at Rose and smiled, her face and eyes were full of joy, and she didn't feel that there was any incongruity.When foreigners go to church to worship and sing hymns at mass: "You are the lily of the valley, you are the rose of Sharon..."

The Chinese worship the Buddha who smiles at flowers. Foreigners use flowers as a metaphor for God in their hearts. Flowers are the most pure and beautiful things in the world. No matter how people choose their skin color, their fascination with flowers is the same. The house was also surrounded by huge flower baskets, brought from the garden, gifts from admirers.The name of the flower-giver is written on the red ribbon, and behind each flamboyant signature is a symbol of varying amounts of wealth and power, which is both a temptation and a threat. But she couldn't see it.There is only one thing in her eyes and one person in her heart.

There is a low-pitched voice: "There is less energy when talking, no upside down when sleeping and lying down, and no taste when eating and drinking. Like this, I forget to eat and sleep, and I lose weight day by day due to frustration..." "Singing "A Chinese Girl's Soul" again?" Xiao Wan walked over and put a hand on the woman's shoulder. The woman turned her head, and slowly turned her head... Dream woke up at this time. However, in the midst of her busy schedule, Xiao Wan had already seen clearly that on the roof and the lintel of the door, there were four large characters written in golden lacquer on the black ground: Xinglong Hotel.

Xinglong Hotel, what is that place? Xiao Wan opened her eyes, feeling melancholy in her heart, only feeling weak all over.Look at the watch, it's already half past seven, if you don't go to work, you will be late.Just after getting dressed, Dad was already knocking on the door.Strange, it's not my mother calling me early, but my father?He is the deputy head of the troupe, and he has been rushing to catch up with the show these days, so he doesn't have to go to work so early, right? As soon as Shui Rong saw his daughter, he couldn't wait to ask: "Did you move my record?"

"What record?" Xiao Wan was still in the dream and didn't fully wake up. "It's "A Chinese Girl's Departing Soul" that you and I listened to yesterday." Shui Rong was already a little out of breath: "Who erased the part that Ruo Meiying sang?" "Washed?" Xiao Wan immediately understood.That part of singing was Ruo Meiying herself—oh, it was the soul who came to make a guest appearance and sang it for her father on purpose.This passage was not actually recorded on the record, and of course it left no trace after the rain. However, how can this reason be explained clearly to the atheist father?Xiaowan had no choice but to laugh: ""A Chinese Girl's Soul"? I listened to Yue opera with you yesterday. Could it be that you are too focused on creating and overworked, so you are hallucinating?"

"Really?" Shui Rong was at a loss, "But I clearly remember..." "Of course you remember it wrong. Don't say anything, I'm going to be late." Afraid that she might make too many mistakes, Xiao Wan pulled a wet towel to wipe her face, turned around and ran away. But as soon as I went out, my face was downcast, listless, the sky was cloudy like a piece of lead, but my mood was more gloomy than the sky. I hadn't eaten breakfast, but my stomach was swollen, as if all the overnight meal was nestled there. Refused to digest.Alas, this is really "the place where you talk is less energetic, where you sleep and lie upside down, and you don't know how to eat and drink. Like this, you forget to eat and sleep, and you become thinner every day due to frustration." Xiaowan smiled wryly to herself, and sang softly: "The days are long." I also worry longer, and the red is also the most trustworthy..."

Before the voice fell, someone suddenly asked: "Why is 'the longer the day, the longer the sorrow'?" Xiaowan was taken aback, but when she looked up, it was Zhang Zhiye standing in front of her with a bouquet of flowers and smiling, she waved the bouquet mischievously, and said, "I have been standing guard in front of your house since seven o'clock in the morning. Now, if you don't come out again, it's not 'longer days and longer worries', but a longer neck!" Xiaowan laughed at first, but then couldn't help but burst into tears, pushed Zhang Zhiye hard, and said bitterly: "Why did you keep me waiting so long last night? You didn't even call me at night? "

"I swear to God, I did, I did, but first your dad kept saying you weren't coming back, then the line was busy, and then no one answered. I think you must be angry, so early in the morning Come here to 'plead guilty'." Xiao Wan put on a straight face: "The meaning of Lian Po's pleading guilty is to ask Lin Xiangru to hit him with a thorn. If you are pleading guilty, do you want me to prick you with a thorn?" "I knew you would say that." Zhang Zhi also smiled mysteriously, and peeled off the wrapping paper of the flower, "So, you see, I pulled out all the thorns."

Xiaowan saw that all the rose stems were bare, without a single thorn. She couldn't hold back any longer, laughed loudly, beat Zhang Zhiye and said, "You are cunning, you are so cunning! How stupid! That doesn't count! I'll make you eat all the roses." "Isn't that like a cow chewing peonies?" Zhang Zhi also smiled, hugged Xiao Wan in his arms, looked at her steadily, and gradually became serious, "Come on, let me take a good look at you." His eyes were so focused, he looked deeply into Xiao Wan's heart, as if he hadn't seen her for a few lifetimes.

Xiaowan couldn't help but burst into tears again, and looked at him without blinking: "Yeah, a lot of things happened these days, I really want to see you." "Oh, what's the matter?" Zhi also pulled her away, "Let's find a place and talk slowly." "Where are you looking? I still have to go to work." "No, it's no big deal to be absent from work for a day!" "You, you really..." Xiaowan stared at him, staring at him, and couldn't help laughing, "Really, it's no big deal, just go out and get scolded by dad." "I won't let your father scold you." Zhang Zhi also winked, "Let's have a good day, and I will go home with you at night. When your mother sees me, it's too late to like me. How could you be willing to let your dad scold you? ?” "My mother likes you?" Xiao Wan made a face at him, "Stop putting gold on your face." "Don't you believe it? Don't believe it? Do you want to bet?" Zhang Zhi also laughed, "Mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she likes her!" "You..." Xiaowan acted annoyed, and waved her fist after chasing him, but her eyes were full of smiles. At the foot of Xiangshan Mountain, a lake is like a dream, reflecting the red leaves like fire, and the couple are both shadows.Xiao Wan and Zhang Zhi were also holding hands, and they were reluctant to let go while drinking tea. The tea is Biluochun, with clear flags and strong fragrance.Zhang Zhi also took a sip of tea, looked at the burning red leaves all over the mountain, and said yearningly: "Xiaowan, tell me, how about we plant a plum tree here, and when the plum blossoms bloom, we will come here to collect the plum blossoms on them." Snow, collected in jars, buried in the ground..." "When the spring comes, take out the sencha, just like Miaoyu!" Xiaowan rushed to say, "Okay, this is a good idea, romantic and meaningful, just do it." "You have to apply. You have to buy tree seeds, apply for land, and then you can plant trees. Do you think it's your vegetable garden, and you can plant whatever you want?" Zhang Zhi also smiled, putting his arm around Xiao Wan's shoulder, "You still Didn't say, what happened these days." Xiao Wan became serious, and said word by word: "Listen clearly, don't faint from fright - I saw Ruo Meiying." "Did you really talk to her?" Zhang Zhi was also surprised, "Go, take me to visit her. I've never talked to a ghost before." "I don't." Xiao Wan acted jealous, "She is so beautiful, maybe you will fall in love at first sight." "Love? To a ghost?" Zhang Zhi also laughed, "A flamboyant ghost, a story that only exists in Liaozhai. If I write an article, no one will believe it." "It's a beautiful ghost. It's also a fierce ghost, and it's a wronged soul." Xiao Wan sighed and slowly told Mei Ying's story.Zhang Zhi was also greatly moved: "It turns out that this is love." After a pause, he added, "Such stories have disappeared today, right?" "Who said that?" Xiaowan became unconvinced again, "I don't believe that there is no second Ruomeiying in this world." After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhang Zhiye with bright eyes, hoping that he would say: "Yes, our love will be as firm as theirs, but there will be a happy ending." However, he turned his head and talked about something irrelevant: "By the way, there is something - I heard that your troupe will have a performance next week, can you help me get a few more theater tickets?" Xiaowan was a little disappointed, and forced a smile and said, "You journalists, are you afraid that you won't get free movie tickets? You're more face-saving than me, so ask me for it." "Do you have a lot of friends? My parents came from their hometown and wanted to watch some old dramas. They also invited a few old friends from Beijing. There are more than a dozen of them. My few tickets are not enough." Xiao Wan was taken aback, thinking that your parents are here, why haven't you heard about it?Then I thought about what other people's parents came, it was none of my business, and why should I tell myself.I couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable in my heart, and said lightly: "I don't have enough tickets, let me ask other colleagues to see if I can help you get some tickets." Zhang Zhi could also see her emotional changes, but it was inconvenient to say more, he just asked: "Didn't you say that many things happened? Just this one?" "One more thing—I received harassing calls last night." "Oh, the midnight bell?" Zhang Zhi also laughed, "Did you offend Sadako?" "Thank you, I can't stand a Chinese ghost, how dare you provoke a Japanese ghost?" "That's hard to say. Maybe the ghost ladies saw that you can psychic, and they came to the door one after another, thinking you were Bao Qingtian, who is broken by sun and night by night. Have you never watched the American movie "Ghost Eyes"? Since the little boy can Seeing a ghost, all the ghosts come to him to help fulfill their wishes. You will be busy in the future." Xiaowan was flustered by the words, and couldn't help covering her ears: "Are you still scaring me?!" Zhang Zhi also chuckled: "Okay, okay, let's stop playing, tell me, what kind of person is calling you?" "An old man, and a young woman." "Two people." Zhang Zhi also rolled his eyes, "Maybe it's two ghosts? What wishes do they entrust to you?" "I don't know. The voices of the two people are dozens of years apart, but they both have the same habit of speaking, they just say one sentence over and over again. One said: Tell him not to mess with my grandson; the other said: Don't be with him." "Don't be with him?" Zhang Zhi was also stunned, and said for a while: "If you have such a call in the future, don't answer it. I will help you handle the caller ID tomorrow." "Yeah." Xiao Wan obediently agreed, put her hand in Zhang Zhiye's, and coquettishly said, "I told you a good story, so tell me one too." "Tell a story? What story?" Zhiye chuckled, "Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain..." "I don't want to listen to your old monk chanting scriptures. I want to hear..." Xiao Wan stared into Zhang Zhiye's eyes, "Your first love story." "My first love?" Zhang Zhi was also taken aback for a moment, "Why do you want to hear this?" "I want to know more about you." Xiaowan wrapped her arms around Zhiya, "Can you tell me a little bit? Tell me, your girlfriend, I remember the first time you invited me to watch the movie "A Dream in the Garden", You told me that her English name is Vivienne, right?" "You have a really good memory." Zhang Zhi also smiled, but the smile was very reluctant, "It's all in the past, what can I say?" "I'm curious, what kind of person is she?" "woman." "Nonsense. What kind of woman is she? Is she beautiful? Can she do it? What's her personality? What kind of job? And..." "What's wrong with you, Xiao Wan?" Zhang Zhi also hugged her tighter, "Are you going to interrogate me?" "No. I just feel that I don't seem to know much about you. I waited for you not to come yesterday, and I suddenly felt very scared. I felt that I had never really known you. So, I want to know more about you, you Do you have many girlfriends?" "A lot, a lot, too many to count." Zhang Zhi also deliberately teased her, seeing that she was really a little anxious, and quickly said, "However, you are the only one now." Xiao Wan Bai glanced at him, but didn't speak. Zhi also hugged her again and said: "Why don't you confess to me first, how many times have you been in love?" He did it on purpose, because from his experience, he knew that Xiao Wan was a very pure and pure girl. The girl in the house can't even kiss.He bet that she was his first love this time, but deliberately made fun of her. Unexpectedly, Xiao Wan lowered her head and confessed quietly: "Twice. This time is the second time." "I'm not your first boyfriend?" Zhang Zhi also exclaimed exaggeratedly, but there was really a hint of jealousy in his heart.It made him feel strange, what's the matter, isn't it normal for a nineteen-year-old girl to have been in love once?Other girls at Xiaowan's age have even experienced abortion at least twice.like vivienne... Thinking of Vivienne made him feel a little uncomfortable, his voice became colder unconsciously: "Really? Then tell me, what did your first boyfriend do?" "I don't know if Atao can be considered my boyfriend." Xiaowan looked at Hongye and thought seriously, "He is a subway singer. He sings very beautifully, the best song I have ever heard. I I thought I had fallen in love with him, but before I could tell him, he told me that he was going to Shanghai to become a singer. I never asked him if he also liked me, but I only knew that his name was A Tao. It's been half a year, and I haven't even called me..." "So that's how it is." Zhang Zhi also breathed a sigh of relief, both funny and moved, "This is your first love story?" "I'm serious." Xiaowan emphasized, but then she became worried again, and asked cautiously, "Yeah, are you going to be angry with me because you are not the first person I love?" "Silly girl, how could I?" Zhang Zhi also hugged Xiao Wan, and suddenly decided, "Okay, I'll tell you my story too, ask, what do you want to know about Vivienne?" I don’t know why he suddenly wanted to tell, maybe because telling would make him feel better, worthy of Xiaowan’s purity and sincerity, maybe he felt that speaking out represented an end and a new beginning, but he still couldn’t say All of the truth.It's not impossible or unwilling, but everyone will instinctively conceal and pretend in the most frank telling.Moreover, Xiao Wan is too innocent and naive, which also makes him unable to face her and say some things that may seem normal in the eyes of adults. He said it, but it was very simple: Vivienne, a beautiful and capable girl, but too beautiful and capable to be caught.No one can tell what kind of work Qing Wei does. She works in many companies, and her titles are mostly public relations managers or business executives. The salary is very low, but the commission is very high. She goes to big hotels every day. Dealing with celebrities, she has handled hundreds of millions of businesses, and there is almost everything she wants to do, but the only unfortunate thing is that she has never been able to find someone who is good enough for her to marry. "Not even you?" Xiaowan looked at him incredulously, "She's not even satisfied with you? Or are you unwilling to marry her?" "Me?" Zhiya smiled wryly, "What am I? The sum of all my net worth is not even a fraction of the property of any of the people he knows." "Money can't represent everything. You are so good, isn't it enough?" Zhang Zhi also looked at Xiaowan, this time he really smiled: "Xiaowan, sometimes you are so innocent that people feel guilty, I don't know if it's because you are still young, or you are too special, no one is like this now Talked, you know?" "Which way to speak?" "Like you, you say that money is not everything, that feelings are more important than everything, and that love lasts forever..." "Is it stupid to say that?" Xiao Wan asked in confusion. Zhang Zhi also hugged her tightly, and couldn't help but kiss her deeply: "Silly, so stupid." He hugged her like he was hugging a treasure, for fear of breaking or losing it.At this moment, he suddenly felt afraid, afraid of hurting her, afraid of losing her, afraid of not being worthy of her, how should he protect his treasure? As if making up his mind suddenly, he asked, "Xiaowan, I know you will have a few days off after this performance is over, do you want to go to Shanghai?" "Go to Shanghai? Why?" "Go on a trip. Also, meet this person." Zhang Zhi also unfolded a newspaper, and the front page of Liyuan News read: Liyuan Senior Lin Juying's 80th birthday. "Who is Lin Juying?" "Ruo Meiying's senior sister, Daomadan of the 'Qunyinghui'." Zhang Zhi also encouraged, "She lives in Shanghai, and I got the address. She must know about Meiying very well. If you want to see her, I will accompany you go." "Okay. I'll go." Xiao Wan immediately made a decision. How should we evaluate Mei Ying? An actor, a heavy smoker, the fifth concubine of a warlord, a suicide during the "Cultural Revolution"... Perhaps, in the eyes of the world, she had never done anything right in her life. Even after death, it is just a confused ghost.It was never right. However, she is obsessed with no regrets, loves persistently, and hates persistently. Even if she dies, she still has to search for an answer. She has to wait for him, find him, and ask him: I want to ask you something. I want to ask you something! Xiaowan decided to find out the answer to that sentence for her. However, before leaving, there is still a major performance to prepare.The theater troupe has not been so tense and lively for a long time. A set of outfits, a box of hairstyles, gongs and drums, and stacks of program lists. In addition to preparing costumes, Xiaowan also helps uncles, aunts, and sisters The relatives cleared up the performances, and acted as temporary recorders and tea girls during rehearsals. They were extremely busy. First the rehearsal, then the rehearsal, then the stage walk, and then, the official performance. On the eve of the performance, Shui Rong gave a final mobilization report to the actors, talking about the history and prospects of Peking Opera performances, and talking about the heavy responsibilities of contemporary actors and the long way to go. "The repertoire this time has been selected and is most suitable for expressing the 'comprehensiveness' and 'virtuality' of drama, and there are great reforms in the 'stylization', which is refreshing. I chose "The Drunken Concubine" as the opening, It is to fully reflect the "comprehensiveness" of this drama. Singing and dancing are inseparable, and dancing is in the same line as martial arts. It can show the singing skills and figure of the actors; and the finale of "The Great Splitting the Coffin" is because of its strength. In terms of choreography, we have absorbed the fireworks effect of the Southern Opera, and I believe the audience's response will be very enthusiastic; For a new play, I will only perform a short part of it this time to test the effect and continue to improve. In short, I believe that our era is the best, and our actors are also the best. We cannot be 'unprecedented', but must be 'unprecedented'... ..." Shui Rong is very good at giving such inspiring reports, and the tone is very sensational.Xiaowan was a little dumbfounded, feeling helpless for her father, he was still lamenting to himself last night that the actors in the theater troupe were so young, their skills were not good enough, the new luthier even played "Scattered Banner" and "Shaker Banner" in "Er Huang" I can't tell the difference, the most conventional "leading back to the dragon" often makes mistakes. It should have been "guiban" followed by "touching the board" back to the dragon, making up a lower name, and then connecting the original board and the slow board, which is called "touching the original".He is so good, he often "shakes the board" all the way after "Huilong", and he doesn't know any other tunes except "Xipi Liushui". Everything is dealt with by turning around under the tongue, not fluent when fast, not charming when slow, toes refuse to follow heels, eye wind refuses to follow fingertips, water sleeves cannot follow heart... But today on the stage, in front of the whole crew, he would praise them as the best actors, unprecedented—maybe, this is the art of leadership, or is it the duty of leadership? Just as he was lost in thought, he suddenly heard a "chi" in his ear, as if a woman was chuckling disapprovingly. "Mei Ying?" She instinctively turned her head back, but she couldn't see anything.However, Xiao Wan already knew that "she" was here!In an invisible corner, or, just sitting beside him generously. "She" can see her, but she can't see "her". Xiaowan was a little angry, and talked face to face and exchanged life experiences, so they are considered friends, right?Even "she" went up to her body, made her sing "A Chinese Girl's Soul", and went back to her home with her, and appeared in the light and shadow of the gramophone, but she was still like this. tease her.It's unfair to be friends like this.She stared at the air and whispered, "Where are you? Show up!" But "she" didn't answer, nor did she show up.She doesn't even know if "she" is still here.It's like chatting with a netizen. When someone is invisible, she can't figure out whether the other party is still there. When Xiaowan surfs the Internet, as long as she logs in to QQ, she must "show up", but she doesn't want to let people guess.If you are there, you are there, if you are not there, you are not there, why hide your head and shrink your tail? Thinking about it this way, she felt calmer, and Xiao Wan comforted herself: Just treat it as being with an invisible netizen.If the other party likes you, you just send a smiley face, and if you don't like it, you just dive to the bottom. Why do you have to drag him out?When the water is clear, there will be no fish, so why insist on being friends?