general actor

Chapter 3 Three

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On why the painting style suddenly changed and abuse/On why the plot suddenly became bloody (doge)

This chapter is actually a bit long-winded, and it will be more cruel tomorrow (continue to doge)

By the way, fallen angel, you are so handsome!

After wandering for 20 years, the actor finally found his home.Later on, although he returned to being alone again, he still did not regret the madness of that year.

Even if you are displaced, even if your reputation is destroyed, even if your heart is broken.

The actor said, I don't hate him.

I still remember that in March of Yangchun that year, the general was going to South Xinjiang to handle errands.

The general said, I will come back in June, and you will stay in the general's mansion for me.

The actor hugged him tightly and said for a long time, I'll wait for you to come back.

Wait, wait for half a year.

Fireworks in March, actors alone chasing catkins all over the sky.

In April Lihua, the actor sat on the swing in the courtyard and sang softly.

In the midsummer of May, the opera singer traveled all over the bluestone path, and walked through every place they lingered.

It rains in June, an oil-paper umbrella, the actor has not waited for his return.He said, wait a second, it doesn't matter.

In July, Jianjia, the actor wore makeup again, and sang a lonely play in front of the mirror.

Osmanthus fragrans in August, the opera singer brewed a jar of sweet-scented osmanthus wine overflowing with lovesickness, and buried it deep in the soil.

It was cold in mid-autumn, and the general returned to Beijing.The city is full of hustle and bustle.

However, the general brought back a woman.

The actor stood at the gate of the general's mansion waiting for his return, but he saw the general hugging the woman tenderly and patiently.Every frown and smile showed the elegance of the daughter's family and the noble demeanor of the aristocratic family, and her soft catkins gently caressed the slightly swollen belly.

The actor's mind went blank, he opened his mouth, but didn't say a single word.

General, who is that?Just listen to the woman's voice, which is as clear as a song, it is even more beautiful than the voice of an actor who is used to singing.

The general finally turned around and saw the actor for the first time in six months. He was cold and distant, like a stranger.

He said that the Jiangfu hired an actor last year.

The actor finally understood that the general had a child with that woman in southern Xinjiang, and the return date was postponed to August in order to secure the pregnancy.

But how could he do this.

The general stroked the woman's abdomen, and stared at the actor coldly.

The actor's pale fingers tightly clasped the gorgeous door frame of the general's mansion, and he watched the general and the woman, a pair made in heaven, pass him by as if he was nothing.

If that woman stood beside the general, she would have a legitimate status, would be respected by the whole world, and would bear children for the general.

But if he is an actor, what does he have?

He has nothing and is nothing.

Later, the actor often wondered how he could have expected so much, the love of his life.The actor should have known that, as a general, any affection he gave to the actor was a charity.

The actor really wanted to ask, I have been waiting here for half a year, what did you do?

Falling in love with someone else somewhere else?

Then what am I.

What do you think of me?

A servant who comes and goes when he is called, a puppet who can be played with at any time.

I was happy and made the most beautiful vows to him in the world.

When you get tired of it, throw it away like a bag.

That's it.

In the distance, someone's lonely flute is cold, leisurely and melodious, and it hurts my heart.