Fengtian past events

Human beings are like water, no matter which container they enter, they will be transformed according to that container.

So Liu Guoqing and I went back to the theater, as if we really didn't know what the stars and the moon outside the theater looked like.

I will go back first.In the second half of the play, the qin and drums were beeping, and the gongs and gongs were in harmony. My wife kept the time and listened with great interest. I didn't even notice that I came in, which made me breathe a sigh of relief.

After sitting down, she raised her eyelids like a charity, and said, "I don't care about some things, but it's always okay to remind you? Don't embarrass me!"

The teacup in front of him was half full, he poured it down with his head up, and pretended to listen to the play, ignoring the words.

After a while, Liu Guoqing came in, but his wife didn't treat him like she did to me, and chatted a little bit, but fortunately, she didn't talk about Yihang.Even if I had experienced the estrus only a few minutes ago, it would not define my relationship with him as having changed.

I hope that Liu Guoqing's impression of me is strong, and even worthy of his reliance.

Luo Qizhao came late, seeing his contented and radiant smile, it is not difficult to guess what happened backstage.For some reason, I subconsciously glanced at Liu Guoqing, his knuckles holding the teacup were slightly white.

He scolded the beast in his heart, and made an affectionate face, and said cryptically: "The grand finale is coming soon, if you don't come back, we won't be able to sit still!"

Luo Qizhao said shamelessly: "I am very private and know the rules."

There was a curtain call on the stage, followed by a few cutscenes.If there are only a few of us lords around, we can show our true nature, but there are wives, so we have to correct our posture and look at it. A dignified gentleman, but he couldn't help but laugh in his belly.

Taking advantage of this time, Luo Qizhao took the initiative to ask about Yihang: "How is the hospital looking for? Hey, I also have more than enough energy. If you want me to say that you are the director, you are under the nose of the Japanese. Playing against the tune, isn't that inferior? It's not like your Yi family can't afford to support a smoker..."

I don't like to hear these words, and besides, Liu Guoqing was still sticking his ears up, and hurriedly interrupted: "Drink tea, drink tea! Why is this teapot still empty, I'll go and ask people to fill it up."

After all, he picked up the curtain and called the tea boy to add water.The wife pursed her lips, and said, "Well, I'm sorry for you," she said, turning to Liu Guoqing and saying, "Mr. Liu, I'm straightforward, don't mind, I have something to ask for your help—"

The tea boy added water and brought it in.The wife was begging for help over there, and it was not easy to interrupt and refute her face, so she grabbed the teapot and pretended not to hold it and dropped it on the ground.The pot is not broken, but Lao Tzu's hands have suffered. I seem to smell the aroma of shabu-shabu.

I didn't say a word, but the tea boy howled like mourning, and the other three were startled, and the wife kept shouting: "Bring cold water! Quickly bring cold water!"

Liu Guoqing's face was pale, and he just raised his hand. Seeing my wife took my hand, blowing the wind quickly and carefully, the raised hand was fixed in the air, and then slowly fell back.

I took my hand out of my wife's hand and shook it vigorously to get rid of the water droplets. I only felt hot and numb, but it didn't hurt anymore.

He smiled and said: "Look at how careless I am, you sit down, I'll just go downstairs and take a shower of cold water, there is a well in this theater."

My wife accompanied me downstairs, and someone brought up a bucket full of cold well water, and pressed the injured hand down. It was numb from the cold, so I took it out and dried it after repeated several times.

The tea boy dug out a box of scald ointment from nowhere, and his wife took it, picked out a wisp, and wiped it on me carefully, even after applying a thick layer, she condemned: "What happened to you and Mr. Liu?" What's the matter? Wasn't the relationship very good originally, you can put down your face and ask Mr. Luo, why can't you ask him?"

She was right to ask, because she didn't know it yet, and my hesitation was precisely because in my heart, Liu Guoqing was intimate——and then a stranger after intimacy.

It's as if we are always polite and gentle to strangers, but we can speak ill and make groundless accusations to our loved ones and family members.Because we know our loved ones and our loved ones will never leave us, we have no fear of hurting those who love us and those we love.

Liu Guoqing was an exception. My heart put him in the circle called intimacy, but he abandoned me. So at least in terms of posture, I have to put on a look like facing strangers——advancing and retreating with restraint, keeping a respectful distance , and never call a general.

"Don't worry about it," I said, "don't think too much about it, it has nothing to do with you." After a pause, I promised with a little confidence, "I can handle it well."

The wife frowned and raised her head, giving me a reproachful look.

Such an episode like me in a good play, everyone will feel a lump in their hearts.

After returning, the remaining two expressed condolences, but never mentioned Yihang again.From time to time Liu Guoqing's eyes glanced at my glistening palm covered in burn ointment. I felt awkward after watching too much, wishing to chop off my hand and hold it in front of him for him to look at it leisurely.

During the dinner, I said: "The rumors are getting tighter and tighter now. My brother-in-law ran to the south twice in three days, but he didn't make a name for himself. But Mr. Luo, your business is still very successful!"

Luo Qizhao said: "Hey, you are so proud of the spring breeze, you don't see it when you are worried and wishing for the cold weather, how many of the current business are making a lot of money? It is God's blessing to keep everything."

"It's not easy to do anything now," I said, putting the tea lid on the teacup and taking it off again, "A few days ago, Major Henggou, ah, you also know him, Major Henggou was transferred back from Harbin, and he was in a hurry Yes, not many people in the department know about it. But it’s good to have him, at least you don’t have to worry about the safety of your trade routes, haha, it saves me a lot of trouble. Bandits are rampant recently, and everyone’s name is loud , none worthy of the name."

Luo Qizhao glanced out of the corner of his eye: "What's the matter? According to the Director, you don't think it's exciting enough?"

"Don't! Don't tell me! I can't stand the excitement. Major Henggou will take care of the excitement. I'm happy to be free."

Luo Qizhao sneered "cutly", making no secret of his mockery.At this time Liu Guoqing interjected|casually said: "It's just that Shao Zuo Henggou will be here this time. Although he belongs to the police station, he's just a name, so it's mysterious."

Luo Qizhao lowered his head and held the empty tea bowl, and when Liu Guoqing finished speaking, he said haha: "This is something you have to think about, as long as I ensure that my business roads are smooth, there are no robbers, no treacherous criminals, and I will pay you." You can rest easy."

I echoed: "That's right. It's just that if Liu Wenshu and I get tired and gray hair, don't be stingy with a few Polygonum multiflorum or something!"

"If you ask me," Luo Qizhao joked, "It's best to eat more sesame seeds when your hair is gray."

The private room was full of fun, until Boss Meng came out, and Mr. Luo immediately gave the password: "Stop nagging! We are here to cheer Boss Meng, so it's okay if you don't focus!"

I glanced at the more frenzied and noisy first floor under my eyes, and thought to myself that there is really no shortage of me.

The wife didn't care much after Xiaoyu left the stage. Although she has admired Boss Meng's name for a long time, after all, Fengtian Luozi sung by Xiaoyu is not the same kind of drama, and it is inevitable that it is a little boring. It is just because of the face of Mr. Luo and Mr. Liu. Make it interesting.

It was almost midnight when the play was really over.Luo Qizhao originally invited me to refill the glass, but he saw that it was just a polite remark, so he blatantly called his wife's name and went home.

Liu Guoqing was on the same road with us for a while, and when he reached the downstairs of my house, he stopped me, and his wife was sensible and went in first.

Seeing the door close, he turned his gaze to my face, then down to his injured hand, and said distressedly: "Tell me if you have anything to do, don't hide it, I will help if I can... ...Even if you don't want to tell me, don't hurt yourself."

"You misunderstood." I said, "it was careless."

"Yige, I've thought a lot these days." He didn't expose my lie, but instead said, "I saw you and Zou Shengzu working together that day, but you didn't tell me. Angry."

I listened to his words with a calm expression on my face, but a certain kind of hope rose uncontrollably in my heart.

"I said we broke up, but you didn't say a word to keep me back, and then you said those unpleasant things..." His Adam's apple was floating, as if he was holding some emotions, he couldn't spit out or swallow, "I'm sad, but I know you're sad too—"

"Fart," I said, "I'm not sad at all."

He said bitterly: "Really?"

"What do you mean by telling me all of this suddenly?"

He closed his eyes, blocking the moonlight shining into his eyes: "I feel like I can't control myself, Yi Ge." He said, "You are my demon, I want to kill you."