Wife from eight years ago

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As if the background board had turned gray, she went back to the room and threw herself on the bed, hugged the quilt all over her body, and then turned over and lay down with arms and legs.Unexpectedly, there is a photo of Caiwei wearing a wedding dress hanging directly above, and it seems that she made this handwriting.I was really in a good mood when I got up early in the morning, but looking at it now, I just feel that the whole sky is dark.

55555, Caiwei doesn't want her anymore!

Caiwei probably didn't think about it, Yue Qing, who clearly values ​​her career, would become so... love brain after losing her memory?

"Caiwei, you had a call just now." Seeing Caiwei come down, the woman in a costume said with a smile, "I called several times in a row. Could it be your little lover?"

"Well, my sweet little cotton padded jacket, but it's the sweet girl in front of me~~" Caiwei was still wearing a costume, her long beard covered her expression, she had just come off the stage, and the aftertaste was still there, but she was using Opera accent, spoken by the voice of an adult man.

The woman who also sang an opera flicked her sleeves, "Beauty is born to be difficult to donate by oneself, and it is a year to entertain and serve banquets and wine; there are three thousand fans in the six palaces, and three thousand dote on one body." However, the aftertaste was not over, and the woman said, "To me."

Caiwei returned to her seat, took off her beard, and then picked up the mobile phone on the table.It turned out to be Yueqing? Caiwei was a little surprised. According to her personality, she should find someone to relieve her boredom right now.

Recently, the schedule is very tight. She quit when she was not well-known. If the master gave her another chance, even though this tour was quite hard, she was still divorced in the morning and rushed to the stage in the afternoon.The reason why he came back at this time is also to avoid further entanglement with Yue Qing.

Thinking of this, she put down her phone and began to take off her costume on her own, but after a while, she couldn't help but knock on the table, feeling a little out of sorts.

The Hua Dan next to him who is putting on makeup is a new young boy, he puts on his own makeup.One side said: "Senior sister, just call if you want to call, who are you tossing like this?"

Caiwei, who had been caught in the dark, gave him a hard look, and then said in an old-fashioned male accent: "Young man, what do you know?"

Huadan rubbed her temples. As Huadan, his facial features are extremely outstanding. Once he puts on makeup, he looks infinitely glamorous, and he can't see the roughness of a man at all. "Tut tsk tsk, you're deceiving yourself, otherwise tell me, who is calling?"

"It's my ancestor." Caiwei said seriously.

Hua Dan believed it, and felt embarrassed that she had misunderstood her quarrel with her lover just now, and really thought it was her relatives, "Where did the mother and daughter get the overnight feud?"

The woman who just came in from outside gave a chuckle, and patted Hua Dan on the shoulder, "You are still young, I don't know what some people say, nine out of ten it is unbelievable."

"Master." Caiwei stood up, and the person who came was Fan Caijie, an old Peking Opera artist.Fan Caijie is currently the most influential senior student in Peking Opera, and she only accepted the talented Caiwei from school as an apprentice when she was over half a century old.It's a pity that Caiwei was trapped by love, stopped moving forward, and quit for several years, and now she finally came back. Seeing that this character is still as unassuming as ever, she felt relieved.

"Looked at it just now. It's true. You haven't regressed in the past few years. It can be seen that you have practiced." Fan Caijie was more serious about the only apprentice, "But you haven't played for a few years, and you are quite rusty. You almost missed it several times just now. Forget the words. If you don’t practice for a day, you know it yourself. You can do it yourself.”

Caiwei nodded, and said in a solemn tone, "I know, Master." In all walks of life today, the meaning of a master is no longer as respected as it used to be, except for opera, which still follows the traditions of the older generation.When accepting apprentices, sign the closing letter. In the past few years, the master has provided food and lodging, and all the income belongs to the master.Caiwei has already thanked her master for becoming an apprentice, so it stands to reason that it has nothing to do with the master.But whoever trains such an apprentice, but the apprentice gives up as soon as he says he wants to, it is inevitable that he will hate iron for being weak.

In the whole Osmanthus Garden, it is said that they are all disciples of Fan Caijie, but in fact only Caiwei is her closed disciple.

"Master, how is the person I mentioned last time?" Caiwei asked in front of Master.A school girl she knew before, with the appearance of a naturally handsome young man, was looking for her to learn false sounds, Cai Wei taught her for a few days, and she was shocked as a heavenly man, a natural old-fashioned material.Talented, with a good figure, it looks like a meal from God.After all, I love talent in my heart, so I wanted to introduce it to Master.

"As she gets older, she can learn chest resonance and other things, but she is too old to learn opera, her bones are fixed, and she can't learn it. You know, in our profession, we have practiced since childhood." Fan Caijie said rather Say sorry.In terms of talent, Nvwazi is stronger than Caiwei.

What else did she want to say, Fan Caijie sighed, "If you want to make a call, just make a call, just a few words, how many times have you looked at your phone?"

Caiwei was calm and composed, without any embarrassment at being exposed, "Is there? You read it wrong." She affirmed.Fan Caijie shook her head, that's all, she can't understand young people nowadays.

The author has something to say: It is difficult to donate beauty by nature, and it is a year of feasting and wine; there are three thousand fans in the six palaces, and three thousand dote on one body.

The aria of the drunken concubine.

☆、The difference is clearer

Caiwei got up very early, just like before, having morning class, the voice of the old man came from the door.

"Caiwei, someone is looking for you."

"Who?" Caiwei asked loudly.

"It's me!" However, a crisp female voice replied.

Caiwei turned her head and saw that Yueqing was wearing a shirt and denim. Due to work reasons, Yueqing seldom wore skirts and high heels, but she was tall enough and didn't need high heels at all.Even if I don’t wear skirts at work, I still wear some feminine clothes and put on some light makeup.But now he can see more clearly, at first glance, he seems to be a student at school.

"Why are you here?" Caiwei frowned, a little displeased at her unexpected arrival.

The people who were still practicing the morning class together stopped their legs and stopped their voices, and left one by one with excuses.Hua Dan was dumbfounded, and was dragged away by others.

"Bring you food." Yue Qing fawned and lifted the bag in his hand.

"Don't you know that you can't eat after morning class?" Caiwei turned her head and didn't want to talk to her.

"Aren't you finished?" Yue Qing muttered.

"What did you say?" Caiwei squinted at her.

Yue Qing swallowed his saliva, and changed his words directly, "No, no."

Seeing her like this, Caiwei was really angry and funny. I have to say that today's getting clearer made her soft-hearted a little too much, "Bring it." She stretched out her hand.

Yue Qing seemed to have received the imperial decree, and quickly handed over the bag.

"How did you find this place?" She led Yue Qing into the restaurant, where most of the people had already finished their early classes and started eating.Considering not to disturb others, she sat in a corner with Yue Qing.If Yue Qing was still the same as in the past, she definitely wouldn't have this attitude, but she looked a lot softer, and she was so submissive that she couldn't speak harsh words for a while.

"My mother said you were going to perform in City A, so I knew you must be here." When Caiwei was studying opera in her early years, under the name of Fan Caijie, she often came to see her secretly.

Caiwei rubbed her forehead, recalled what happened yesterday, looked at the bag with some hesitation, and said, "What did you buy?"

"Wonton, don't you like to eat this the most?" Yue Qing looked at her with eyes full of expectation.

Caiwei opened the package, and it turned out to be wontons, and it was from the shop that they often went to eight years ago when they first fell in love with her.Now that shop has become an old shop, but the two of them are getting busier and rarely go there.Occasionally, when Yueqing brought her some snacks, they were no longer wontons.After so many years, she thought she had forgotten it long ago.

"Aren't you going to work?" Caiwei asked while removing the chopsticks.

"Aren't I losing my memory? I don't even know what I'm doing." Yue Qing was aggrieved.

Caiwei looked up at her carefully, and found that her eyes were as sincere as ever.However... She sighed, "Then why do you still remember me?" If you really want to lose your memory, no matter how you look at it, she should be the first to be forgotten.