spring dream

Chapter 45

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The weather was getting colder and colder. After the National Day, in order to take care of Wen Qi and Yin Yuefang, the teahouse was turned on with warm air in advance.Wen Qi untied the rope tied around his neck, hung the saffron cloak on the hanger, changed into the costume, and went into the practice room. He practiced for four or five hours without stepping outside the gate.

Even Yin Yuefang, who just joined the troupe, couldn't match his vigor. Xiao E asked him why he was working so hard, but Wen Qi didn't answer, his toes touched the ground, his water sleeves brushed his face, he turned his head towards him, and babbled. .

Yin Yuefang thought that Xiao Er was hindering Wen Qi's practice, and it was inconvenient for him to keep the rouge and powder in the background, but he couldn't see anyone for a long time, and couldn't help thinking about it, so he hid in the dark room and found something to do for himself.

Taking out a fine silk handkerchief with a fiery red unicorn embroidered on it, Xiaoer carefully trimmed the edge with scissors, estimated the size, and then began to thread the needle.

Fang Mingli opened the door and came in, with a cotton bag in his arms, wrapped in a hand warming copper pot, the size of a palm.Sitting opposite Xiao Er, he stretched his neck and took a look: "I didn't expect you to be able to do needlework."

With a prickly head and a bar on the side of the ear, Xiao Er frowned and looked serious. His right hand with protruding veins skillfully walked the needle, hooked his fingertips, and took up the thread. In this scene, the tough guy pretended to be a female worker, why? See how it violates the peace.

Without raising his head, Xiao Er sewed the edge with hidden needles, and asked, "Come here again to pick up cheap?"

Fang Mingli waved his hands: "We both suffer from the same illness, and the people we want to see don't have time to talk to us. I'm tired of hearing about that 'old man' outside, so I come to you to feel extravagant."

Xiao Er was not polite, and followed Fang Mingli's wishes, ordering him to help him carry things: "The second cabinet is on the third floor, pearls, gold nuggets, silver ingots, emerald buttons, coral branches, and enamel rings. The third On the top floor of a cabinet, there is a butterfly love flower pendant, you can choose from these and give them to me."

Fang Mingli recognized it for a long time, took two wrong ones, and finally brought over the "Butterfly Love Flower", round luster, persimmon color, and smooth to the touch: "Is this South Red Agate? Where is the material? If Lao Song sees it, it will be your fault." Not here."

"Wasi's, he has two yuan, don't worry about it." The purse took shape, and Xiao Er took out the jade thread and braided it. "Baoshan has dug out a new mine. He doesn't have time to come for your wedding. He will wait for the mine." It’s about cutting materials to make new products, and I can’t arouse his interest.”

Fang Mingli let out a "tsk", he didn't understand the world of the rich, so he held the ordered things in his hand and weighed them: "Why are you taking so many treasures?"

Xiao Er drew the rope and tightened the mouth of the purse: "Give it to Wen Qi."

Yin Yuefang picked up the hem of her skirt, wiped her sweat with her sleeves, and drank a couple of sips of water, "That's right, I gave a lot of emotion this time." She took a breath, her body and bones after pregnancy were obviously not as good as before, "You can sing Tsing Yi, and Hua Shan can also try .”

Standing in front of the mirror, Wen Qi regained consciousness from the drama of "Suo Lin Nang", looked down at the several magnolia flowers on the necklace, and asked abruptly: "Sister Fang, I want to go on stage."

Yin Yuefang was stunned for a moment, her face darkened, and she put on Master Yan's score: "Praise you is enough to be proud? Which troupe didn't have the chance to show their face after practicing for three to five years, and some even took more than ten years. You only have a few months. Just want to ascend to the sky in one step?"

Wen Qi pursed his lips, paused for a moment, and looked at Yin Yuefang with an unshakable stubbornness on his face: "Saturday night, the last show, please help me arrange it."

Yin Yuefang also chose a weekend prime time. Yin Yuefang smiled angrily, but Wen Qi bent his eyes, softened his face, and said in a gentle tone: "That day is Xiao Er's birthday, and I want to surprise him."

Xiao E hasn't celebrated his birthday for five or six years, and everyone in the teahouse knows the reason. After a long time, no one thinks about Zhang Luo anymore.If it was this reason, Yin Yuefang couldn't refuse, and she realized that Wen Qi practiced day and night these days in order to sing a play for Xiao Er himself on his birthday.

Two days before the performance, Wen Qi almost lived in the practice room, listening to music, reciting lyrics, and watching videos repeatedly, trying to make his emotions more suitable for the emotions of the characters in the play.

He opened the door, the dressing room was lit, there was no one there, the costumes were neatly stacked on the shelf, he looked up at the watch on the wall, it was 10:30, and the teahouse was closed.Wen Qi chose a seat and sat down, lowered his eyes, raised them again, and looked at himself in the mirror, feeling a little thumping in his heart.

Dong dong, someone knocked on the door, Wen Qi answered, it was Xiao Er.He smiled happily: "Why are you here?"

"I'll pick you up and go back to bed." Xiao Er closed the door lightly with his backhand, walked up to Wen Qi, knelt down and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Wen Qi shook his head, stretched out his hand to hold Xiao Er's face, and rubbed it playfully.

"Just so, try it while you haven't changed your clothes." As he said, Xiao E took out the purse from his pocket and carefully tied it around Wen Qi's waist, "I remember the dowry used by 'Xue Xiangling' when he got married in "Suolin Bag" , is this 'pouch' embroidered with a unicorn, right?"

Wen Qi nodded, and weighed the purse twice: "What's in it? Why is it so heavy?"

Xiao Er scratched the tip of his nose: "After all, it's a dowry, so we can't make our family too poor."

Opening the seal, Wen Qi picked up the treasure in the bag with his index finger, saw the enamel ring, took it out and put it on: "Why do you give me the ring?"

Xiao Er let out an "ah" and hurriedly explained: "I just... put everything in it, doesn't it make your natal family seem rich and generous."

Wen Qi leaned forward, with a firm mouth: "Oh, you are my natal family, so who do you want me to marry?"

Xiao Er was dumbfounded, he couldn't answer, and he was embarrassed that he was too greedy to be in both his mother's family and his husband's family.

Wen Qi took off the Dian Cui head noodles, changed clothes, put on a cloak, and took Xiao Er back to the room on the second floor, where he washed and rested.

On Saturday night, the scent of jasmine in the main hall became more and more intense, there were many guests, there were not enough tables and chairs, and people were standing on the steps.Xiao Er was also curious. On the sign on the red post at the door, the last song was written as "Surprise". He bent over, put his arm on the railing, watched the stage, and waited for "Surprise" to appear.

The door leading to the back stage opened, and someone came out, it was Yin Yuefang.She and a "Huaishan" were waiting in the shadow on the right side of the stage. Judging from the movements of arranging each other's clothes, it seemed to be a little comforting, like a newcomer on stage for the first time.The figure, makeup, and appearance were a bit familiar, until he caught a glimpse of the unicorn purse on his waist, Xiao Er was shocked, it turned out to be Wen Qi.

A group of actresses from the troupe were ready to play the huqin. Wen Qi took a deep breath and stepped onto the stage slowly.He held up his sleeves, warm light shone on his body, and traced a soft and beautiful outline, the rouge girl, he concentrated, took light dance steps skillfully, and sang brightly: "I am afraid that the years will fade away, and the same mood will be different." Jiao."

Raising his eyes, he met the gaze of the person on the second floor. Even though he was far away, Xiao Er was instantly captivated by this gaze.He stared intently, Wen Qi's every step, every turn, his gaze was always on him, those eyes containing the essence of light, bold, straightforward, opened his heart, red/ Naked/nude is presented to Xiao Er.

With a graceful posture and bone-like tenderness, at the end of the song, Wen Qi radioed, and applause rang out one after another, for the courage of the male flower shirt, and for the wonderful performance.Wen Qi's head was covered with sweat, a thin line slipped down from the forehead, and the light was shining, dazzling and beautiful.

"Master Xiao." He opened his mouth suddenly, and the noise in the hall fell silent. People followed Wen Qi's line of sight to search for Xiao Er's figure. Someone shouted, "Where are you?" Countless eyes shot at the two of them. building.

The hand gripping the railing was already sweating, and his heart was beating violently. Even though he became the focus of the audience, Xiao Er still stared at the center of the stage without distraction. At this moment, the only one who could get into his eyes was the one standing under the spotlight, Yi Yi. A bright and handsome young man.

"Happy birthday."

These four words seemed to throw a bomb/bomb into the main hall. The crowd was surging, and they raised their faces and waved their hands. The same sentence was repeated in their mouths, "Master Xiao, happy birthday."

Xiao Er stood alone on a high place, and below were his familiar relatives and friends. He couldn't tell what kind of feeling he was feeling at this moment, but he only knew this scene. This night, he would never forget it for the rest of his life.

The lights on the stage were all dimmed, and the most familiar figure in the middle went backstage.Not long after, the man changed back into his thin clothes, rushed out of the corridor, bypassed the exiting audience outside the door, with the red cloak flying behind him, stepped on the steps leading to the second floor, and ran towards the person who had been waiting for him to return.

The space is small, the sound is blocked outside the door, only the breathing of two people can be heard quietly, and the warm light covers the bed, illuminating Xiao Er's side face.With his back to the window, against the light, Wen Qi came up to meet him, his brows, eyes and nose bridge became clearer in his field of vision, and he was staring at him with a smile on his face.

Xiao E watched with bated breath, picked out his words, and made up his mind. Just as he was about to confess his love, someone knocked on the door. He got discouraged and got up to open it. It was Yin Yuefang who came to bring him longevity noodles.

"Use chopsticks to pick up the height, eat it while it's hot." Yin Yuefang looked into the room, "Why don't you two turn on the light?" With a "snap", the light shone brightly, and Xiao Er squinted his eyes while holding the bowl The person turned his face with a "snap" and was shot out again.

He put the noodles on the table, picked up the pills, and sat back on the bed.Wen Qi still stared at him, but they were far away, half an arm's distance between the two of them, Xiao Er muttered in frustration, the good atmosphere was disturbed in a blink of an eye.

The crescent moon is looming in the clouds, the shadows of the trees are rustling on the window frame, and the car lights like fireflies are swaying in the distance.It was raining, the city became hazy in the mist, and the cool damp seeped in, but Wen Qi's eyes were still bright.

After dialing out a few pills, getting used to it, he raised his hand and threw it into his mouth. Xiao Er lowered his head, the aluminum plate rattled again, and suddenly the back of his neck felt cold, his hands stopped, and a force brought him forward. Before he had time to lift it up, the facial features of the person in front of him had not had time to see clearly, the fiery breath hit the face, the teeth were pried open by a soft thing, swept across every corner of the mouth, rubbed against the base of his tongue, and took the food he had just eaten. All the pills in the mouth were rolled out.

Wen Qi licked his moist lips, and for the first time, he felt that the sweetness in his mouth overwhelmed the bitterness of the pills.He swallowed it with endless aftertaste, and then pretended to be calm and said: "You can go and chat with Lu Ran."