Big Dream Chase

Su Muyu sat at home in recent days, doing nothing.As early winter approached, he seemed to have lost his soul.Lian Ming asked him what he wanted to do.

What can be done, this is someone else's dream, this is someone else's life.what do you wanthow can you.

You and I are both spectators. After listening to the play and the song, we should wait for the ending.

The rain in Shanghai continued to fall, and a group of arrested intelligence agents were imprisoned in the secret prison in the five districts.

The cell was gloomy and cold.Winter in the south is not as directly cold as in the north.It is the coldness that penetrates from the bone.The coolness from the inside out makes people unable to resist no matter how much they wear.

Leng Peijiu's hands were terribly stiff, even though Liang Zhen sent someone to bring a bed of torn cotton wool, it couldn't cover the temperature loss from his body.Since He Chen came once that day, he never showed up again.

Leng Peijiu deeply remembered that when He Chen was about to leave, she just said lightly: "Xiao Jiu, did I really misread you?"

Leng Peijiu curled up on the straw mat, he often thought that life was nothing more than choices.He Chen, himself, and that person, he can only choose to turn his back on one.He Chen is the one he loves, and that person is the one he cherishes. Compared with him, he is not so important.

In fact, after thinking about it later, that person was right.He Chen would go to war, and he would go away for many years.

The army commander will eventually forget about an actor named Leng Peijiu, a heartless person named Leng.Many years later, He Chen should also marry a wife and have children, and live a happy life amidst success and fame.

In this way, his own sacrifice has some meaning.

Leng Peijiu didn't want to owe anyone, but he was forced to do so.First I owed that person, and then I owed He Chen.In life, there is never any compensation.Look, he thinks he has compensated that person, so who will compensate He Chen?

Leng Peijiu had only one life left.In that case, let He Chen take it.

Soon, Leng Peijiu's execution came to an end, and she was shot five days later.

When He Chen received the news, he was sitting at the desk writing paperwork.A thin piece of letter paper fell on the table, looking up, there was a group photo of the two in the standing photo frame.

He Chen looked at it for a while, then reached out and covered the photo frame on the table.He took a deep breath and said, "Uncle Zhang, come here."

Leng Peijiu was not surprised by the execution result, he just smiled and asked, "Will the commander come to see me?"

It seems that the dying person is not him.

He Chen went, but he was going to ask Leng Peijiu what his last wish was.

Leng Peijiu smiled and said, "Commander, you really treat me with kindness and righteousness."

He Chen didn't say anything to him, but just confirmed again: "Before execution, what else do you want to do."

"Singing opera," Leng Peijiu said, "Commander, there is another song called "Looking for a bosom friend, I didn't sing it for you."

He Chen looked at him quietly, while Leng Peijiu sat beside the straw mat.His whole body was like sitting on a dragon chair, neither humble nor overbearing.The eyes of the two gradually intertwined, and the sound of rain outside the cell ticked across the small window.

He Chen suddenly remembered that he had never looked at Leng Peijiu so carefully before.He reached out to touch Leng Peijiu's face, it was icy cold without any warmth.His black and white eyes were clearer than ever before, as if the prison had forged his bones instead.He Chen held Leng Peijiu's hand again, slender and straight, with firm joints.It was colder than his face, and He Chen trembled from the cold.

Then, he touched something warm and slipped out from Leng Peijiu's cuff—it was a jade bracelet.

"Still wearing it?" He Chen was stunned, he remembered giving a pair back then, "Where's the other one?"

Leng Peijiu withdrew her hand and clenched her fist: "I accidentally lost the other one, and this is all I have left. Bury me in the future, don't take it away."

He Chen rolled his Adam's apple, and put his hands in his trouser pockets.His five fingers slowly gathered together, and the tips of his nails rested on the flesh of his palm.Leng Peijiu raised her young and handsome face and asked softly, "Commander, are you leaving?"

Get out of this cell, get out of his life.Walk across the long bridge where the two met, and walk away from the back of any opera.

He Chen looked at him with a thousand emotions in his eyes.If you don't go, so what if you stay.He Chen lowered his head for a while, then turned around and stepped up, and was about to carry it on his back, when Leng Peijiu suddenly jumped up and grabbed him!

"Commander, are you going to leave!"

He Chen was taken aback, this quick and somewhat hysterical question was like a pot of hot oil being poured from his celestial cap.It completely scalded his entire soul!

going away!One stays in Yangguan, and the other goes to Yincao.

Leng Peijiu's empty expression finally became flustered, and her forced smile was covered by crying.This person is about to leave. If he only loved someone once, and fell in love with him only once, would he have no regrets in this life?

Then how can he explain the unwillingness in his heart, his anger, and his belated regret?

He Chen left, did he really leave?When the cell door was locked, He Chen turned his back to him and said, "Boss Leng, you will be able to sing well when I find a bosom friend in four days."

Leng Peijiu stood where she was, and after a long time, she let out a soft hey.

All around, very quiet.

A few days later, Leng Peijiu's last play started halfway and halfway in the barracks.

It was still raining that day, and the water splashed on the stage, which was bitingly cold.The luthier who was finally found, repeatedly said that he would stop playing.He's never performed in the rain!

He Yu asked: "Commander, why don't you stop singing this play?"

He Chen's horsewhip cracked, and it landed in front of the luthier's eyes, with unstoppable power.

"Today is the knife! You two will give me a hard time! Anyone who dares to say a word will be executed on the spot!"

The luthier was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and trembled tremblingly.Where have they seen such soldiers, ruffians and bandits!He Yu didn't dare to say anything, since Leng Peijiu's accident, He Chen's remaining humanity is almost gone.

Leng Peijiu was dressing up in the cell, and Uncle Zhang picked out some costumes and delivered them in person with his jewelry box.He drew his eyebrows carefully, applied oil paint conscientiously, and then put some emerald pearl flowers on.Uncle Zhang waited aside.Boss Leng also had a scene behind him, he grasped his waist gracefully, moved it lightly, and the scene came out.

"Uncle Zhang."

"Hey."

"Let's go."

Uncle Zhang was lost in thought, Leng Peijiu stood up and said hello.He was standing by the prison door, and he was also a famous and magnificent actress.There is no way to look like a prisoner.

Soldiers led the way, and cold air swept in from all directions.Passing through a long dark corridor, and then going up the stairs step by step, there is a ray of light in front of you.

As soon as the door is opened, it's like the world is coming again, and it's another bright world.

Leng Peijiu stopped, the cool rain hit his face, and the dark light pressed behind the thick ink cloud.

Leng Peijiu saw the stage from a distance, and there was a group of people sitting on it, who should be invited luthiers.Uncle Zhang urged twice before Leng Peijiu raised her legs and walked forward.

The muddy ground was splashed with water, and the luxurious costumes were dirty.However, the person in the costume was not affected in any way, he walked with extraordinary grace, and every step was full of lotus.

This play was produced by Su Muyu after nearly a year of running-in with him. At that time, the script was decided because he saw that the words of the play were to his liking.In the high mountains and flowing waters, Boya Ziqi, the world is full of friends.

Leng Peijiu came to the stage and stood still. It was obviously a dilapidated small stage, but at this moment, in his eyes, it was even more beautiful than the luxurious Grand Shanghai Theater.There were no follow-up lights, no trophies, and no applause one after another.

It was obviously such a lonely and lonely scene, but Leng Peijiu was filled with joy from the bottom of her heart.

Because, he saw someone in the audience.

He Chen sat firmly in the middle of the stage, just like the scene when the two first met.Leng Peijiu and the luthier made eye contact in the misty rain, and the scene started.

He said-

The ambition is high mountains, oceans and waters,

Boya shook his mind deeply.

Those of the world who hear and know, really applaud, shout loudly,

Unexpectedly, no one can understand why!

Leng Peijiu's voice was startled, as if she was bursting out tears of blood.The soldiers below were startled suddenly, and couldn't help but sit upright, engrossed in the drama.He Chen looked at Leng Peijiu, Bo Ya had superb piano skills, and Leng Peijiu also had a wonderful voice.But what's even better is the things Leng Peijiu sang, the meaning behind them.

He Chen suddenly felt hot all over, and the feeling of trembling from the drama swept over again.This is Leng Peijiu, his little Jiu.The treasure in the palm that no one in the world can match, he once wanted to love the person he loved all his life.

Boss Leng, it should be like this.Stand on the stage gracefully and sing for the world to hear.He was obsessed with drama all his life, never caring about personal success or failure.

His little Jiu, a pearl that was finally fished out from the vast sea of ​​people——

Thousands of miles of rivers and rivers are fighting with each other,

This side of the stage is also noisy.

I hold the piano to ask, but there are people who are always so interesting!

And you, let's talk together!

A year of companionship, a love without regrets.Yuanxiao Shenxue promises life, who knows no bounds.It doesn't matter whether the war is imminent or the country is destroyed.How can anyone give up on this once-in-a-lifetime gathering of bosom friends!

He Chen watched Leng Peijiu sing and dance, it was really wonderful.Leng Peijiu glanced down, but she couldn't bear to look away.

His army commander, his hometown, his home country dream, his achievements——

Where to find a bosom friend, the big dream is hard to know.

suddenly turned around,

I only heard Ziqi's loud voice,

We are also lonely people!

In this play, the beautiful woman laughs and laughs and the man is pretty,

But fame and fame make people grow old.

Leng Peijiu was singing, and it was raining heavily.There was also a sign that it was getting more and more fierce, He Yu stood beside He Chen with an umbrella, and was pushed away by the army commander.The soldiers are all crazy, this song is about hard to find a bosom friend, there is clearly family hatred and national hatred in it.

Leng Peijiu still shines with a passionate and palpitating dazzling light. With the charm and charisma accumulated in his previous life, he has the power to penetrate the back of the paper and the times.

His every move, every frown and smile has that magical power.He should have been active on a wider stage, but at this moment he could only commit himself to this military camp.He is a canary with broken wings, working hard, struggling, singing only for his lover.

A layer of water formed in He Chen's eyes, filled with hot air.He didn't know why, but his heart was grabbed by a big hand.It's a tearing pain——

Shan'e'e, water soup soup,

The bond between life and death and the harmony of the soul.

The five tones on the seven strings are cold,

This art has been difficult since ancient times!

Find it and the world will finally get it back——

Leng Peijiu stopped suddenly. He looked at He Chen, and the noisy stage suddenly became as quiet as night.Everyone stretched their necks and was caught by him.

He Chen kept clenching his fists on his knees, and blue veins bulged on the back of his hands.

Leng Peijiu seemed to laugh suddenly, and then seemed to cry suddenly——

child period passed away,

tears!

broke the piano,

never play!

Leng Peijiu struggled to sing, and after singing the last sentence, there was only a lingering sound in the world.Everyone felt a sore throat, as if it wasn't Leng Peijiu singing wildly on stage, but themselves!

Leng Peijiu's makeup was all over, and the thick colors were mixed together, making her ugly and terrifying like never before.

But in He Chen's eyes, this is the true beauty in the world.

Bosom friend—where can I find it!After a thousand years of transformation, there is only one glimpse in front of Guanghe Building.The flames of war are raging, and the friendship is fading.You have to remember the way home——

General-

The war is over.

I am here--

And so you go home.

This can be called Leng Peijiu's swan song, the pinnacle of his life and art.In this situation, it can be achieved.Everyone was stunned, there was no applause or applause.It was quiet everywhere, and the sound of raindrops falling broke everyone's heart.

Standing on the stage, Leng Peijiu suddenly knelt down straight to He Chen!

The sound of "Boom" was like thunder.

"Commander, Pei Jiu doesn't want you to be that sinner. I will bear the infamy of my life, and I will taste the consequences of my life. General—forget about me!"

Even the words of farewell are like jokes.

The rain was still falling, and the icy rain hit He Chen's hat brim.His eyes were blurred, why, he couldn't see Leng Peijiu's face clearly.

After Leng Peijiu finished speaking, she took out some sharp hairpins from her clothes.This is what he secretly left behind from the jewelry box. He didn't wear it because it was too sharp, but he didn't expect it to be useful at this time.

The hairpins seem to have iron light when they are together, like a knife that cuts iron like mud, piercing into Leng Peijiu's thin chest.

All the way.

He Chen's eyes widened suddenly, he didn't have time to stop, roar, or even get up!Leng Peijiu calmly burst a bloody rose on her chest.

Soon, the rain water diluted the blood.When it flowed down the stage, there was no smell of blood.

The world is silenced.During that dramatic moment, He Chen couldn't hear anything.Leng Peijiu is famous for his opera, and his whole life revolves around opera, and finally he also left the stage in the same way because of the opera.

The retreat was vigorous, and the heart was broken.

The sound of the rain was too loud, and the vision became more blurred.After a long, long time, He Chen realized that those were his tears, the tears of many years of absence.

Leng Peijiu fell backwards, the last thing he saw was the gray sky.Is it all over, yes, it should be.

The luthier screamed, and the soldiers were confused.In this situation, only the two of them remained motionless.

One is Leng Peijiu, whose life is dying on stage, and the other is He Chen, who has lost all hope in the audience.

This world is too noisy, it would be nice if it was a little cleaner and purer.

The country is broken on the shoulders, love and hate are broken into time.The world has turned to ashes, and the winter is cold.He Leng Peijiu and He Chen, it would be great if they didn't have these worldly shackles.Two or three lines of play, five or six cheers.Da Mengfang feels that life and death are absurd, and I will appear on the stage after you sing.

Looking for a bosom friend is only for hearty and passionate.But now, after singing "Looking for Friends", dust to dust, dust to dust.

General -

Who has never been a lone hero in the world of mortals.

Before Leng Peijiu completely lost consciousness, she thought that if everything could be done again.

He would take He Chen back to Peiping, and sit in his courtyard, looking at the crabapple trees that were in full bloom.Their relationship should be so bright red, so beautiful that there is no trace of impurities.

If there is an afterlife, it will be fine.In the next life, I will not sing, and you will not be a general.There is no flame of war, no heavy responsibility for the country.I am a scholar, and you are a classmate.When I mispronounce a simple sentence like "know it or not", you will laugh out loud without restraint.

If there is an afterlife, it will be fine.I will never lie to you again.The person who lied to you didn't listen to it, and it killed me.You must be proud, for the time being, let you be unrestrained in my life.

It would be great if there was an afterlife.

I, Leng Peijiu, still wish to fall in love with you, He Chen again.

Begonias in Peking will bloom again next year.The new snow in the old capital will soon fall.

Straight lovesickness is useless, but melancholy is innocent.

From now on, I hope that people will be safe and happy in the floating world.

General -

A generation of famous actress Leng Peijiu died in a foreign country and disappeared overnight.It is said that Commander He dug three feet into the ground in Shanghai, but no corpse was found.

He Chen almost went crazy.

Soon, the chaotic November passed.The Double Twelve Incident broke out, and there were rumors that the KMT and the Communist Party would cooperate again, and everything was for righteousness.It's just that the news came too late for He Chen and that person.

The two hands that have been broken for many years will be clasped again, but He Chen is gone.He left a letter: The battle is urgent, so he will naturally return to the team.

At the end of [-], Peiping.The sky is snowing heavily, and there is plum fragrance in the dark.

It was rumored in the alley that someone from Leng Zhai had returned. The man was wearing a military uniform with the brim of his hat pulled down very low.Some people say that Boss Leng's body was still cold, and he disappeared overnight. Could it be that he has become a wronged soul and will always come back for retribution.

However, no matter who goes and who stays, this world will always move forward.The war is getting tighter day by day, and there are also newcomers in the Liyuan Bank.Soon, Leng Peijiu became just a thought in people's hearts.Whenever a theater fan sits under the stage and looks at the blurred actors on the stage, they will also sigh with a sigh of good fortune.

I have been angry all my life and become today, and no one in the world is facing the sunset.I don't know who to say this to.

What no one knew was that Leng Peijiu committed suicide and He Chen was rushed to the hospital.That night Leng Peijiu was pushed out of the operating room and transferred to intensive care.

In the early morning, someone pushed the door open and entered.

The visitor had the same face, the same height, and the same figure as Leng Peijiu.His eyes were red, and he suddenly knelt down in front of Leng Peijiu's hospital bed.

He wailed, but this one came too late.

"Brother - I was wrong!"

However, what is the use of admitting mistakes at this time?

Lian Ming stood outside the ward, while Su Muyu looked up at the ceiling.

Tears wantonly.