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Chapter 150 Overwhelming the people on stage 23
He still returned to Su Ling.

Why here?
Carrying the luggage, Yu Hua looked at the theater where he had stayed for several years, feeling filled with emotion, probably because this place is the most familiar.

The steward in the theater still remembered him.

"Hey, it's Boss Yu, please come in, come in, why is Boss Yu back?"

Yu Hua nodded to him, and casually chatted with him about unimportant matters, and the steward gave him a wink and didn't ask any further questions.

Su Ling is still Su Ling.

A theater is still a theater.

It seems that nothing has changed, and it seems that there have been earth-shaking changes. In the final analysis, it is just that things are different.

Su Ling's life today is ordinary and peaceful.

At this time, Yu Hua is no longer controlled by Master Li, nor imprisoned by Si Zhuo. Here, Yu Hua can do whatever he wants.

But what does he want to do?

Yu Hua held the freedom he dreamed of.

My heart was at a loss.

Just thinking about it like this, I heard the low-pitched singing on the stage downstairs, babbling, babbling, and the hustle and bustle of silk and bamboo.

Yu Hua looks back on his life.

I found that I have spent half of my life in the play.

What else can he do besides singing?

He can't do anything.

He finally put the costume on his body again, chanted and played to the beat, sang other people's stories on the stage, and performed the joys and sorrows of others.

Yu Hua was still Yu Hua, the Su Ling swan song who was popular all over the country, when he came on stage, the seats were full, and when he spoke, the audience applauded.

In the spotlight.

Dressed in bright colorful clothes.

Like the most beautiful butterfly in the world flying around on the stage, she pours her body and mind into the role, being happy because of others' happiness and sad because of others' sorrow.

And his own?

he does not know.

He didn't want to think about himself either.

But sometimes he has to think about it, because he obviously doesn't want to think about it, whenever the music ends, the loneliness that follows him like a shadow still sweeps towards him.

He couldn't resist, he couldn't escape.

When he was under the spotlight on the stage, he seemed to have everything, but he didn't realize until after the song was over.

The hustle and bustle of silk and bamboo is fleeting, and the fame and glory are but a bubble.

He really couldn't think of what was left of him.

He has nothing, his relatives have passed away long ago, and he has no friends around him, but the person who left a deep impression on him in his life.

After the car started, it disappeared in the window.

He stubbornly took nothing away.

So in the end she was by his side without leaving any trace, as if she had never existed.

Really?

If there is really no trace.

Why whenever he sang "Farewell My Concubine", he always felt that he was the only one singing, and he always felt that someone was watching him from the audience.

He soon regretted returning to Su Ling.

Su Ling is the place he is most familiar with, and it is also the place where he met her. Her traces, like her loneliness, torment him like a shadow.

The house where she lived was located in the center of the city.

It is a place that cannot be circumvented.

Sit at the dresser.

He vaguely saw her lazily leaning aside.

Speak to him in a casual and flirtatious tone.

Beauty and gems complement each other.

Then the glass shattered and the world spun, she pressed him under her body, the breath of the two intertwined, she protected him in peace amidst the turmoil.

Sometimes, he would think for a moment.

Will she just protect him for the rest of her life?

Probably not.

She always reminded him all the time that she was only interested in him for a while, and she would give up when she got tired of him.

In the end is the longing for freedom so leave.

Or is it hard to bear the feeling of walking on eggshells beside her?
Yu Hua vaguely felt that it was the latter.

He picked up a pen to draw his eyebrows, but his movements suddenly stopped, the copper-yellow mirror reflected his face, someone took his pen and lightly painted on his eyebrows.

Colored light seeps in from the glass windows.

plated on her.

Smudged her eyebrows so focused and gentle that he couldn't help but have the illusion that he was the only one in her eyes.

How can it be?

She returned to her frivolous look in an instant.

There is no shadow of anyone in the eyes.

Yu Hua snapped back to his senses and found that he had drawn his eyebrows crookedly.

"It's true, the ghost lingers..."

He gave a wry smile, repainted his eyebrows, and then went on stage to sing. Tired of singing, he found a teahouse and listened to the gossip of others.

I heard that she has become the president of Huaguo...

I heard that Su Ling came to a third master Qin, who is now the county magistrate here, yelling every day that he is related to the president, and that he is domineering and rampant...

Yu Hua took a sip of the tea in his cup, and couldn't help laughing, laughing at the impermanence of the world, it suddenly seemed like a dream.

It is a supreme honor to be related to her.

What about him who once shared the bed with her?
It's just that the world is chaotic, how many people in Su Ling now know the inside story, what can they say?

Is he still the one who was slept by the president?

No one will believe it, it just makes people laugh.

Yu Hua thought about it, and couldn't help laughing, the more he laughed, the more he laughed at himself, thanks to himself, he has nothing to do with her now, and the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy that she once gave are all in vain.

He said the phrase "Let me go..."

It took a lifetime of courage.

Before this, he never expected that she would let him go, because she was still so hot, and there was a desire in her eyes that almost swallowed him into his stomach.

How could she let him go like this?

Just deep passion.

It will also gradually cool down.

He sensed her indifference and felt her alienation.

The person who was able to put him down and act recklessly under the peach blossom tree in the courtyard, but later said when he was close at hand:

"I came to find you, not for this."

To her, he didn't even have this value.

So what is he staying for?
Yu Hua suddenly came back to his senses. When the cold tea entered his mouth, there was an unspeakable bitterness. He left for freedom, right?

Otherwise for what?
When he took the stage again, he saw the third master Qin who was so pretentious, and the second master Zhang who had long been forgotten in the corner of his memory.

Said that he was related to Si Zhuo.

It was a disgrace to her reputation.

While singing "Farewell My Concubine", this Third Master Qin smiled and asked him to sing "War in Wancheng".

The play is based on "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" No. 16 chapter "Lu Fengxian shoots the halberd at the gate, Cao Mengde defeats the master and the water".

Cao Cao raised troops to attack Zhang Xiu who was stationed in Wancheng. Zhang lost the enemy and surrendered. Unexpectedly, Cao Cao did not think of danger but thought of suicide when he was in peace. He kidnapped Zhang Xiu's aunt, Zou Shi.

He ordered him to act as the Zou family and sing that chaotic fan opera.

Yu Hua still sang Farewell My Concubine, immersed in the joys and sorrows between the King of Chu and Concubine Yu, not paying attention to the people around him, nor paying attention to the action of Third Master Qin angrily coming to the stage to capture him.

In the hustle and bustle of colorful clothes and silk and bamboo.

In a trance, someone slowly walked towards him, carrying a branch of Xuandu flower, stepped on everyone's heart, smiled and said admiringly:
"Don't stop, keep singing."

"I just want to hear you singing alone."

(End of this chapter)