Chapter 28 Chapter Twenty Seven

But Zhao Tian fell to the ground, and everyone thought she had fallen to death, so they came forward to help her in a panic.Unexpectedly, she fell asleep on the ground soberly, and refused to get up, saying that the principal would die in the ground if she didn't cancel the sign.Principal Yin thought about it, the matter became so obvious that he couldn't hide it from her, so he went back to the principal's office without saying a word, and hung up another sign, simply expelling Zhao Tian as well. As a result, all the couples in the school were wary and did not dare to blatantly make trouble like that. Only Su Feihong couldn't stand it anymore. On Sunday, after the play, no matter what, he would definitely invite someone Late leave.

There were two times at first, but the headmaster refused.Su Feihong said: "Yu Zuoyou among the girls also asks for leave every Sunday. Why can't I? "The principal said: "Yu Zuoyou has a relative who owns an apartment in Beijing, and every time she goes to the relative's house. You have no relatives, where are you going? "Su Feihong said:" I don't care about that, I only know that students should be treated equally. If you want to ask for leave, everyone asks for leave, even if the principal fires me, I can't relax. "When the principal thought about it, most of the school's funds depended on the two plays a week, and the charm of acting to attract spectators also depended on Su Feihong. If you offend her, if she doesn't act, she will be affected very much. I have to reluctantly After agreeing, Su Feihong got this kind of special treatment and became more free.

This week, Su Feihong played Mrs. Zhou in "Five Conditions" at the Chunming Theater. It happened to be her favorite play, and she worked very hard.There was a scene where Su Feihong was combing his hair in the room, and Su Feihong was wearing royal blue short silk trousers, revealing bright red silk stockings.He didn't wear a coat on his upper body, but only wore a water-red velvet tights, and his small body seemed even more slender.With powdered, snow-white arms and a snow-white neck, it looks like a half-naked beauty.When the people in the audience saw this kind of attire, there was no one who did not applaud. The slaps were like firing cannons, and they slapped non-stop.In the first row under the stage, a man in a suit was sitting, and he applauded the most. When the applause of the audience was over, he was still clapping there by himself.Hearing this monotonous applause, Su Feihong felt particularly harsh, so he took a sneak peek, and saw that this man was wearing the most beautiful suit, and when he applauded, the ring on his hand was revealed, with a pea-sized diamond on it, shining brightly land.The man's snow-white face, wearing a pair of round-rimmed Crox glasses, looked even more plump and delicate.She took a sneak peek, but felt that this man was not annoying.I couldn't help but peeked at it one after another, especially the diamond ring on his hand, which made people love and think about it.When it was time to finish the play, Su Feihong had time off as usual, so he had already made an appointment with Mistle Lee two days earlier to accompany him to dinner at Huamei at seven o'clock.

I made another appointment with Ms. Tuozhang to meet at the Zhenguang Cinema at nine o'clock.We also made an appointment with Ms. to take off the money and meet at the Beijing Hotel at 12:30 to watch the dance there.So she put down her pretense, didn't have time to worry about anything, and came out from the side door of Chunming Theater first. Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he ran into the boy wearing the diamond ring, looked at each other, and unconsciously met each other. Su Feihong originally wanted to hire a car, but at this time he didn't hire a car. With his head down, he just walked slowly on the side of the road.The boy wearing the diamond ring didn't know how to understand what she meant, so he walked up after her.Walking from the Chunming Theater to the entrance of Xizhu City, she turned her head and looked several times. After crossing two streets, the boy was still following behind.The road here is wide, and there are very few people walking on the side of the road, so the boy caught up with him.Softly shouted: "Misssu." Su Feihong ignored him, still walking with his head down.The young man shouted again: "Missu! Misssu!" Su Feihong felt sorry for being called out several times, and looked back.Seeing that she was not upset, the young man stepped forward tightly and leaned against Su Feihong.He said softly: "Where is Miss Su going, isn't it tiring to walk? Hire a car?" Su Feihong glanced at him, still walking with his head down.The man said: "It's getting late, it's time to have dinner. I want to invite Miss Su to Xieying for dinner. I don't know if I will give you the honor or not?" Su Feihong glanced at him, smiled unconsciously, and said: "Who knows you?" The man said: "Nowadays when men and women socialize openly, it doesn't matter if you make friends. Even if you don't know each other, you can know each other from today onwards. Which friend is known from birth?" said At that time, Su Feihong still followed her way.The man said: "It doesn't matter, let's go! Let's talk at the Ying Ying Hui." Su Feihong said: "I have something to do, I can't go." The man said: "Just sit and go, and you can't miss anything." , I couldn't help saying that I called two rubber cars on the street, and didn't negotiate the price, so I invited Su Feihong to take one, and I took one, and drove them all the way to the Xieying Coriander Restaurant.During the meal, we talked with each other, and then we found out that this person is also surnamed Wang, a college student from Youda, named Youcai, not only knowledgeable, but also has hundreds of thousands of property in his family.When two people said it, it was very speculative.According to Jiang Youcai, he also invited Su Feihong to the Beijing Hotel to watch the dance.Su Feihong thought about it, this is not right, the Beijing Hotel even asked Miss to wait for me there, if it happened, wouldn't it be very difficult to deal with!

Then he said: "I want to go to Xidan Pailou Xidan apartment to see a female classmate, I don't have time." Wang Youcai asked with a smile: "Which one, can I also go and meet?" Su Feihong said: "We are friends, Why can't we see each other?" Wang Youcai said: "Since I can go, that's great, I'll go with Miss Su." Su Feihong did not hesitate, and brought Jiang Youcai all the way to the Xidan apartment. This Xidan apartment was originally Yu Zuoyou's mother's home, because Su Feihong and Yu Zuoyou often came here, and sometimes Yu Zuoyou lived here, and Su Feihong also lived here, but they got along very well.That day, Yu Zuoyou was in the apartment asking the dean of teaching, Zheng Cihang, for English lessons. Su Feihong bumped into him, followed by a very beautiful male student. Both Zheng Cihang and Yu Zuoyou were stunned.But Su Feihong didn't seem to care, pointing to Jiang Youcai and Zheng Cihang and said: "Sir, this is my new friend Misto Wang, now you are big." He said to Wang Youcai: "This is Mr. Zheng Cihang, this is Mr. Miss Yu Zuoyou." After the introduction, Wang Youcai said a lot of words of admiration to Zheng Cihang, and added a sentence of English in every two or three sentences, and talked about some foreign scripts.When Zheng Cihang heard that people talked about drama, he had a lot of drama studies, and he couldn't help but talk a lot about the dramas he loves and the dramas he loves.Turning back is the French theater, how it is arranged, and the British theater, how it is arranged.Speaking of foreigners wearing formal dresses to go to the theater, and Chinese people knocking on the lid of the teapot to eat melon seeds, Zheng Cihang was very emotional.One of his best metaphors is that although the new dramatists today know what art is, they actually serve Chinese food on Western-style plates and eat with knives and forks. How can they be regarded as eating fancier?After hearing Zheng Cihang's criticism, Wang Youcai agreed with "Yes", and kept nodding his head in the suit.Su Feihong and Yu Zuoyou sat beside him, talking in a low voice with some laughter.

Zheng Cihang took a sneak peek at Su Feihong, saw her watery eyes, and kept glancing at Jiang Youcai, with an impatient look on her face, as if she thought the conversation was too long.He is a dramatist who specializes in describing people's psychology, so he can't see anything.Then he said something in English to Yu Zuoyou, meaning Ms. Yu, today's homework will stop here.As he spoke, he stood up, closed the book on the table, and held it in his hand.Su Feihong said: "Mr. Zheng is leaving?" Zheng Cihang said: "I also made an appointment with a friend to watch a movie at True Light, and now it's almost time, I have to go, lest I miss the appointment and be scolded by others." Zheng Cihang It was an unintentional remark, Su Feihong couldn't help but blush when he heard it.Wang Youcai hesitated a lot, so he also stood up, holding his hat on the table.Zheng Cihang said: "Misto Wang is fine, you can sit still for a while, I'm going to take a step first." He said the word "ha", he had already walked out of the room, and he heard Wang Youcai say "Gu De" from afar. put".

Twenty minutes later, Zheng Cihang had already arrived at the True Light Cinema, but luckily the show hadn't started yet. As soon as he entered, he saw Yang Xingyuan sitting alone in the last row, reading the instruction manual, with an empty chair next to him.Zheng Cihang didn't say hello, walked forward and sat down, patted Yang Xingyuan and asked, "How is it?" Yang Xingyuan was startled when he heard a person asking a question out of nowhere, and turned around to see that it was him.Before he could speak, Zheng Cihang said again: "Look at these American Qiubas who are here today. They are all for today's film, which is the material of American history, so they came. If there is a Chinese historical film today, the Chinese Qiu people may not be there. ..." Before finishing a sentence, a foreign old lady came with two children, and the old lady was sitting on the chair in front of Zheng Cihang.She was originally tall and tall, wearing a tall hat with a clump of peacock feathers trembling on it, and she was right in front of Zheng Cihang.

The two little foreigners chattered and laughed, stood on the chair for a while, knelt on the chair for a while, gesticulated, climbed up and down, and made a fuss.Zheng Cihang was very upset, so he pulled Yang Xingyuan and said, "Let's go! Let's sit over there. "As soon as Yang Xingyuan and Zheng Cihang moved their feet, the lights went out halfway, so they had to find two chairs and sit down. After a while, everyone went to watch the movie, and there was no sound. Suddenly, there were two people chattering from behind the chairs. The voice of speaking. Yang Xingyuan's ears have always been the most sensitive, and suddenly there is "holy love"

Four words, send it to your ears.Unconsciously, he leaned back a little and listened.One person asked: "When did you send that letter yesterday? It was delivered to my home at nine o'clock. My father hadn't even gone to the yamen. The servant didn't check it carefully, so he delivered it. At that time, I Went to school early. When I came home at twelve o’clock, my mother took your letter and handed it to me, and asked who wrote it. I was so frightened. I took the letter and read it. It’s okay. The above didn't say anything, so I got bolder and said it was a letter from a classmate, asking me to go to the movies. My mother said: "Your classmates meet every day, and you can talk face to face if you have something to say. Why do you have to write a letter?" '" The one asked: "This question is too serious, how do you answer it?" The other said: "I just said, this is a classmate from the primary school, not a classmate from the current middle school. My mother also If you don't ask in depth, it will be blurred. When you write letters in the future, you can write to my school, and don't send them to my home." The one said: "I also know that I am afraid of showing my feet, so the letters I write are always girls. The tone." The one said: "You really take people for a fool. Letters have a woman's tone, and the handwriting is always a man's handwriting." The other said: "So, I will send it to the school in the future. Next week, where are we going to play for a day?" When he said this, his voice became softer, as if he heard the words "Xiheyan Road North is".After a while, the voice became louder again.One said: "Graduation is a matter of graduation, now..." At this point, the voice became quiet again, as if to say, "What are you talking about? Don't make trouble!" Yang Xingyuan was listening interestingly, and saw many big people Standing up, one by one in the crowd, like bamboo shoots springing up.Looking carefully in the video, they were all American soldiers. It turned out that the music team was playing the national anthem of the United States, so they all stood up to pay their respects.After a while, the lights came on and they had a fifteen-minute break. Yang Xingyuan looked back and saw only two people sitting on a row of chairs behind him. One was a boy in a suit and the other was a female student with a bun, but they were there politely. Sitting down.Yang Xingyuan couldn't stop looking back, the female student was a little uneasy, she stood up and went to the cafeteria without making a sound, while the boy in the suit sat without moving.After a while, when Yang Xingyuan looked back, he was gone.Zheng Cihang said: "What do you just look back at?" Yang Xingyuan said with a smile.Zheng Cihang said: "In the True Light Cinema, there are dozens of such things a day, what's so strange about that?" Yang Xingyuan laughed and said, "Your school is dedicated to discovering this kind of thing, so it's not surprising. "Zheng Cihang just smiled after hearing this.Yang Xingyuan said: "Oh! I remembered something. Your school wants to hire a female teacher. Is there such a thing?"

Zheng Cihang said: "Those who are scrambling to teach the compulsory books are still useless, and they have offended many people. Where are we going to hire people?" Yang Xingyuan said: "They rush to teach, what's the benefit? Is it to recruit more female disciples?" Zheng Cihang didn't say anything, but smiled again.Seeing him like this, Yang Xingyuan naturally understood, so she stopped asking. After watching the movie, according to Zheng Cihang, he also invited Yang Xingyuan to Dong'an Market for some snacks.Because of the long distance, Yang Xingyuan came back first.When I got home, I couldn't fall asleep for a moment, so I picked a book from the bookshelf and read it in bed.

Turning over the pages of the book, a piece of letter paper fell down, picked it up and saw that it was two poems written by myself, the poems said: Relatively speechless, the meaning is quiet, the pear blossom dress is as light as autumn, and the pity for fifteen Yingying girls is unsolved Lovesickness has been relieved. Mo Dao's pupils are clear, and Chunshan is a poor student. He is used to looking sad when he meets each other. It's strange that Lihua is his nickname. Yang Xingyuan looked at the poems and remembered that these were some love poems he wrote after meeting Li Yun last year.It seems that at that time, poetry was very popular, there were more than two poems, probably there were more in this book.He clings to the book and shakes it a few times, and sure enough, another page of letter paper falls off.There are also two Qijue poems on it, and the poem says: Invite me to be with you to accompany you on the qin bottle, forcefully laugh and talk warmly for many nights, sit by the west side of the desolate painting screen, and wipe each other's crying marks with the lights on your back. Willows are long-term illusions, and peach blossoms lose their lives. Who knows that the prisoner Fengkou Luan hates, just by the blue lantern mirror. These two poems were not written at that time, it was about two or three months later, and it has only been a year since the incident, people died, and the scene dispersed, it was just a dream.Thinking about it, I was very emotional, and couldn't help but sighed a few times. I didn't have the heart to read any more, so I threw the book on the bed and fell asleep. The next morning, I got up and folded the bed, put the two poems in the book, and put the book on the table.It was a gloomy day, and when I looked out the window, the stones on the steps were soaked with moisture.The pear tree was sparse, and the slanting branches were covered with a layer of dew drops. Some of them were big, and they dripped down to the ground.Then I went out to the bottom of the porch, and encountered a gust of wind, blowing the water all over my body.It turned out that all over the sky, it was raining like light smoke.Looking at the branches of the old locust tree, a few pinches of light green young leaves grew on the branches, and they showed a kind of vitality in the rain and fog, which was not the same as it was a few months ago.Yang Xingyuan thought: "The days are so fast, and half of spring has passed." Because the wind was blowing on his body, there were a few drizzles, and it was very cool, so he walked into the house.Looking at the month plate hanging on the wall, Ming Festival is only one week away.I couldn't help but sighed again, thinking that at this time last year, I didn't know Li Yun yet, but at this time this year, I have already been buried under three feet of loess.Thinking about it this way makes me even more sad.He thought again: "When Li Yun died, I just made a elegiac couplet casually, and I didn't even make a sacrificial oration. I must make it up when I go to visit the tomb this Qingming Festival." Yang Xingyuan thought to himself, So he sat on the edge of the chair and looked out of the window, only to see that the drizzle in the yard was getting denser, and when the wind blew, it was like whistling white smoke, blowing over from the outside of the wall.At this moment, from the willow tree outside the wall, a clump of half-yellow and half-green tree-ends was exposed, falling together and falling like waves.Sometimes the wind is stronger, and the long wicker is blown to the wall.He also remembered last year when the moon just came out on the willow branches, and because he remembered Zhu Shuzhen's birth to Zha Zili, "the moon is on the top of the willow, and people make appointments after dusk", he immediately went to visit Liyun.Now, it's just "I don't see the person from last year, and the sleeves of the green shirt are wet with tears".Thinking back again, the situation where I talked at night with Li Yun Yu Chuang in the Songzhu class seems to be still in the present, but it is a world away.Sitting alone in the house on a rainy day, I was bored at first, and when I thought about my thoughts, I became more troubled, so I opened the ink cartridge, took out a pen from the pen holder, and started to write on the white paper on the table. Wherever I went, without knowing it, I wrote Zhu Shuzhen's birth from beginning to end several times, and a piece of paper was filled.At this time, he suddenly came across two sentences, "I chanted heartbrokenly today, and a song gave birth to Chazi". He felt that these two sentences were very interesting, so he found another piece of letterhead, and without thinking, he wrote casually and filled it in. There is a song "Sheng Zhazi".The words said: Playing with willow branches, showing the peach blossom paper with a smile, holding hands in front of the jade platform, teaching and mandarin duck characters. When it rains at the west window at night, what happened last year and tonight, today I chanted heartbrokenly, and a song gave birth to Chazi. After Yang Xingyuan finished filling in the words, he read it by himself, and felt that it was meaningless, so he opened a book in front of him casually, and put this manuscript in the book.At this time, the rain in the courtyard was relatively heavy, and the eaves and rivers were already dripping down.The clouds in the sky condensed into one piece, and there was no light at all. It was probably even cloudy.Sitting alone in the room, there was very little time. After lunch, he ordered Hu Er, the head class, to make a phone call and invite He Jianchen to play Go.In less than an hour, He Jianchen really came.The two played two games of chess, each lost one game, and in the third game, a small corner had already been taken by Yang Xingyuan.He Jianchen had laid an ambush for two kalpas in advance, at this time the left one was coming and the right one was coming, Yang Xingyuan's chess position had too many loopholes, he was about to lose.He said: "Draw! Draw! "As he spoke, he fumbled about the chess pieces on the board, and they were all messed up. He Jianchen laughed and said: "That's unreasonable!It's up to you if you lose, your chess skills are too bad. "Yang Xingyuan said:" I'm really impatient that you can't finish fighting.This is my method of cutting the hemp with a quick knife. If you refuse to accept it, let's have another game. "He Jianchen said: "If you win, it's fine, if you lose, it's fine. I won't come with you. After playing for a long time, I'm very tired. Let's just sit and talk. "While talking, He Jianchen flipped through the book on the table and saw it was "Flower House Collection". He opened it and saw half of the words written in ink on the back of the cover, but at the end there was a piece with the word "Holly" printed on it. A small stamp, unconsciously said: "Hey!This is the book of that lady Che, why is it here? "Yang Xingyuan said:" Which Ms. Li? "He Jianchen said: "It's the teacher in my family, Ms. Li Dongqing. "Yang Xingyuan said: "Your words are even more strange, why is my book hers? "He Jianchen said: "Empty talk is useless, I have evidence here. "As he spoke, he showed him the inscription on the book and the stamp printed on it. Yang Xingyuan looked at it, clapped his hands and said, "Oh!I remembered it, no wonder I always felt that Ms. Li Dongqing's name had been seen somewhere, but I couldn't remember it. "He Jianchen said: "Where did you get this book? "Yang Xingyuan said:" It was bought by a surnamed Xu from us at a second-hand book stall.I bought it, but he couldn't understand it very well, so he gave it to me. "He Jianchen said: "I don't know if it belongs to Ms. Li or not?If it belongs to Ms. Li, it should be returned to Hepu. "Yang Xingyuan said:" That's natural. I keep this book and it's useless. If I return it to someone else, it's still the ancestor's hand. "As He Jianchen said, he took a newspaper on the table and wrapped up his book. The two talked for a while, and He Jianchen took the book away. In the afternoon of the next day, Li Dongqing came to He Jianchen's house. After teaching, Mrs. He took out the "Flower House Collection" wrapped in a newspaper and handed it to her.Said: "Mr. Li, I picked up a book, I wonder if it is yours?" As soon as Li Dongqing took it over, she recognized her book, and said involuntarily: "Hey! This is the book I lost a year ago. I can't find it. Why are you here?" That Mr. Yang got it back from there." Li Dongqing said: "Which Mr. Yang?" Mrs. He said: "It's Yang Xingyuan who drank tea at Taoranting that day." Li Dongqing said: "Where did he get this book? How did he know it was mine, please Mr. He return it to me?" Mrs. He said: "I didn't ask Jian Chen about this." Li Dongqing After thinking about it, I didn't make a sound. I still wrapped the newspaper and took it back.Two days later, Li Dongqing opened the book for a look, but unexpectedly found three manuscripts in it.One is a poem "Sheng Chazi", and the other two are two poems of Qijue.Li Dongqing read it several times from the beginning to the end, and she was very puzzled, thinking that Yang Xingyuan gave me these poems for me to read, did he send the books back to me? This is strange, I only met him once, and I can't talk about communicating with him by text?That's right, when I talked with He Jianchen, I often said that this person's writing is very flexible, did He Jianchen pass this on to him?When he sent the poem, he obviously misunderstood me.Thinking of this, I feel that today's men, especially young people who can write a few articles, should never be messed with.As long as you give him one or two points of color, he will take the opportunity to enter, communicate with you, and talk about socializing with you.The more sophisticated ones, show off his knowledge, write you random letters about his seemingly incomprehensible poems, howling and crying.On the face of it, it is to compliment you, to study some characters with you, to talk about spirituality, but in fact, it is just to seduce others, to be his plaything, and to insult your personality.Li Dongqing thought about it this way, and felt that it was immoral for Yang Xingyuan to send these poems as a reason for returning the book. "Five Yingying girls" are all referring to someone, not yourself.It is in the song "Sheng Cha Yu", "When it rains in the spring at the west window, what happened last year and tonight".It is more clearly written, and has nothing to do with myself, so I don't want to wrong others. Put those three manuscripts in the book as before, and don't mention them to anyone. On the next day, Li Dongqing went to He Jianchen's home to teach, and inadvertently talked with Mrs. He about Yang Xingyuan returning the book, and talked about Yang Xingyuan's behavior.Mrs. He said: "This person is a passionate person. Last winter, he died because of a girlfriend. He went crazy for a few days and almost died." He is a learned person." Mrs. He said: "Where is a learned person, he is just a poor guy." Speaking of this, she roughly talked about the matter of Yang Xingyuan and Li Yun, and said with a smile: "According to Jian Chen Tell me that this man's madness has not been completely cured. He keeps a six-inch half-length photo of Li Yun on his desk, and he often reads poems and talks to the photo. Sometimes fresh flowers bloom, and Fresh fruits must be bought first and offered in front of the photos. There is also Jian Chen, who said that he is doing the right thing and agrees very much." Li Dongqing said: "This person is finally a person who does not forget the past, but It's not crazy, but it's just that you can't see through the world." Mrs. He laughed and said: "According to Mr. Li, how can you see through the world?" Li Dongqing said: "It's hard to say. You can see through it as fake." Mrs. He laughed and said: "I don't understand this more and more. For example, Mr. Li and I finally got it right, so should we also treat it as fake?" Li Dongqing said: "Of course It's fake. Not only is our friendship fake, but our bodies are also fake." Mrs. He said: "After hearing Mr. Li's words, I became confused to death. My own body is also fake. What about it?" Li Dongqing laughed and said, "Let me ask you a question, who am I?" Mrs. He said, "You are Mr. Li." Li Dongqing smiled and said, "Nonsense! That's not how I said it. I asked the word 'I' Who are you referring to?" Mrs. He laughed and said, "Are you a lunatic, who does the word 'I' refer to? I am me! "Li Dongqing said:" No!wrong!There is no 'I' in this world.Because 'I' was born, it is not 'I' who decides, and 'I' dies and it is not 'I' who decides, how can there be an 'I'?There was no 'I' before, and there will be no 'I' in the future. Even if there is an 'I' now, and the 'I' can't be kept, how can it be considered an 'I'? "Mrs. He listened, tilted her head and thought for a long time, shook her head and said: "I don't understand why I am not me? "Li Dongqing smiled and said: "Silly boy, don't ask, you will never ask what you don't understand, and you may understand after studying for a few years. "Even though Li Dongqing said that, Mrs. He was still worried. She lowered her head and thought about it for a long time. She shook her pair of earrings all the way to her face, and said with a smile: "This is a weird word, it doesn't make sense . "Li Dongqing said with a smile: "Strange words are strange words!Don't mention it.Let me ask you, where does Yang Xingyuan live?I'm going to guess how he got my book. "Mrs. He told her the address of Yang Xingyuan because of Li Dongqing's question. Li Dongqing listened and took it to heart, so she didn't say another word. When I got home, I picked out Yang Xingyuan's poems and looked at them again, and suddenly realized that the poems and lyrics were all written for that Li Yun.Then, it is wrong to blame others.But he put it in the book, or he forgot it for a while, so he didn't pick it up. In the future, he remembered it, but the romantic poem was here, so what's the matter?Thinking of this, I put the three manuscripts in an envelope, wrote the address, and sent it to Yang Xingyuan.Yang Xingyuan received the letter, opened it, and saw that there were three manuscripts of his own, and there was no letter inside. On the cover, only the word "Li Yan" was written.After thinking for a while, I remembered, "These three manuscripts were included in "Hua Jian Ji". I didn't think of it when Jian Chen took the book away that day. Cough! What is this? What kind of thing is it to show a poem to an unknown woman? When I was writing the lyrics that day, I remembered that I wrote the "Sheng Zhazi" and threw it on the table. How could it have spread there? This Ms. Li seemed to be able to laugh it off when she saw these poems. Why should she be so serious and send them back to me? Even if they were sent to me, it seems that they should When writing a letter, why didn’t she write a single word, and only sent back a few manuscripts in a vague way? Thinking about it this way, I don’t know if she meant it well or maliciously. According to my own opinion, such sad and beautiful words, except It is not allowed to give it to a third party. I gave the book back to others for no reason, but these three manuscripts were clipped. Isn’t this a joke with people?” The more I think about it, the more I am wrong. And she knows that He Jiansheng and I are good friends, and He Jianchen took this book, I'm afraid even He Jianchen will blame her too!If she blames He Jianchen, Mrs. He must know, why don't I go and find out.After making up his mind, he went to He Jianchen's house. Unfortunately, both He Jianchen and his wife went out.