Dressed as an actor in the Qing Dynasty

The sky darkened, and the air suddenly became much cooler. Su Baoer carried the books borrowed from Shang Chengen's place, and looked up at the sky. Not far away, a large black cloud was heavy and heavy. In vain to make people feel chest tight.

It was probably going to rain, Su Baoer quickened his pace.

Originally there was a strong and cold wind that blew the smell of alcohol in Wanfu Building, but now it was silent outside, and the sky was very gloomy.

Hua Jingzhao put away his fan and went upstairs, just in time to see a young man holding a teacup at the window on the second floor and drinking slowly, as if he had sensed it, as soon as he went upstairs, the man turned his head, with a hint of a smile on his lips, provocative , jokingly, "Boss Hua came early."

"Shang San Shao let go, how dare Hua be negligent?" Hua Jingzhao smiled back.Shang Chengjun raised his eyebrows slightly, lowered his head and thought for a while, and then he understood, then raised his head, pointed the handle of his fan towards the seat opposite, "Please."

"You're welcome." Hua Jingzhao lifted the corner of his robe and took his seat.

Outside, there was a faint rustling sound at first, and then the sound of rain became louder, crackling, and sometimes a gust of cold wind rushed through, mixed with the smell of soil. After a while, the sound of rain became more compact and dense.

The two sat quietly for a while, and the shop assistant had already served refreshments.

Hua Jingzhao took a sip from the cup, while Shang Chengjun raised his eyebrows and looked at him with the teacup in his hand, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, "Aren't you afraid that I will poison the tea?"

Hua Jingzhao slowly put down the blue and white porcelain teacup, leaned forward, walked around Shang Chengjun's fingers, took his tea and drank it, then leaned back lazily, with a teasing tone, "Third Young Master, would you drink it in your own cup?" Poisoned?"

Something flashed in Shang Chengjun's eyes, he lowered his head and smiled, resting his chin with one hand, looking at Hua Jingzhao with a smile.

The corner of Hua Jingzhao's lips curled up slightly, he closed the folding fan, tapped the handle of the fan on his shoulder lightly, glanced around casually, and said in a relaxed tone, "I think about it, the third young master wouldn't have set up killers here, Come and spend your life."

"Am I like that kind of person?" Shang Chengjun's lips moved slightly.

He tapped the handle of the fan on his forehead and clicked his tongue, "I'm falling. If Third Young Master really had an ambush, he should be in a remote, deep and narrow alley. Just like last time, he found a few burly men and blocked me. In a dead end, with a knife in the back."

The smile on Shang Chengjun's lips froze, and he raised his eyebrows, "Boss Hua still remembers?"

Hua Jingzhao leaned forward, looked into Shang Chengjun's eyes, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Why don't I remember? Hua XX clearly remembers everything about San Shao, especially San Shao crying under the bed. The appearance of begging for mercy, even if Hua wants to forget, she can't forget."

The hanging flower door of the courtyard is half open, and a gust of cold wind pours in, only the slight sound of leaves brushing against the ground.

When Su Baoer got into the yard from the rain curtain, he had already been drenched in a lot of rain, and wiped off the rainwater from his shoulders, sleeves, underwear, Su Baoer closed the courtyard door, walked through the corridor to his wing room, arranged the books and put them on the bedside Before going to bed, I flipped through it by the lamp, then took off the wet clothes, and even changed the apron inside, and took out a set of clean clothes from the box to change.

After everything was settled, Su Baoer probed to the main room and saw no shadow of Su Qingchi, and then looked at the opposite wing room, Hua Jingzhao was not there either, guessing that the two of them had probably gone out, so they didn't think much about it. He went straight to the kitchen, started a fire, cooked rice and boiled water.

There was already a cloud of heat on the kitchen stove, and when the lid was lifted, the rice was fragrant, so Su Baoer removed the firewood and smoked it with a small fire. Seeing that the food was ready, the two of them did not come back, thinking of his brother today Before washing the clothes she had changed earlier, she went to Su Qingchi's room.

There is a water-colored curtain between the outer room and the inner room. Su Baoer lifted the curtain and put it in. She stepped on a broken teacup under her feet. Su Baoer paused and bent down to pick up the half of the broken teacup. There was a dark trace on the edge of the teacup.

Shang Chengjun's expression changed, his fingers clenched the handle of the fan tightly, and then he snorted, "Forget it, I invited you here today not to talk to you, but to remind you of one thing."

"? All ears." Hua Jingzhao leaned back on the back of the chair.

Shang Chengjun twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, "I think you also know the relationship between me and Qiu Zhongwen."

Shang Chengjun glanced at Hua Jingzhao meaningfully, "Qiu Zhongwen is a vicious man, he will never let go of anyone I have touched. I broke up with him a few days ago, and the tone of the quarrel was unavoidable." It's a bit more serious, he said that he is not as good as Su Qingchi, before he left, he told me not to regret it, I just want to remind Boss Hua, what you did to me, I will naturally get it back with interest. If someone else is involved, Boss Hua must not blame me for this account."

Hua Jingzhao was silent for a moment, "I don't know when San Shao was so kind."

Shang Chengjun drank the cup of tea and raised his eyebrows, "I just don't want to take the blame for others." There was a dead silence in the courtyard, but the gloomy courtyard suddenly lit up, and a thunderbolt exploded in the thick black clouds .The dark room was suddenly brightened, and Su Baoer could see clearly that the trace was clearly red.At the same time, a thunderclap exploded inside the business mansion, and Shang Chengde, who was sorting out the books in the room, frowned for a moment, and Lu Qing ran over, "Master?"

Shang Chengde shook his head, looked at the blood beads oozing out of his fingertips, "Prick it, it's not a problem." Even so, Shang Chengde's brows were still tightly wrinkled, watching the rain that was getting heavier and heavier outside the window, his fingertips There were bursts of stabbing pain, and when I lowered my head again, the blood from my fingertips had rolled down into beads, dripping on the suet white jade around my waist, melting away.A heart seemed to be squeezed tightly by someone.

Lu Qing also looked outside and sighed, "Tomorrow night...the Qin family should come."

Suppressing the palpitations, Shang Chengde said, "Go to Qingchi tomorrow morning and do as I told you, don't make any mistakes." "Yes."

When Hua Jingzhao came out of Wanfu Tower, the sky was already dark, and the rain outside was crackling, without stopping.Hua Jingzhao frowned, at this hour in the past, they had already eaten their meals, but today they were late in Wanfulou, that person must be hungry.

From the building, someone hurriedly cooked hot dishes, packed a lunch box, and hurried back in the pouring rain.

Su Baoer was sitting at the door in a daze, when she heard the sound, she didn't bother to hold the umbrella, and went to open the door directly through the courtyard under the rain. Do not open your eyes.

Su Baoer wiped the rain off his face, and saw that it was Hua Jingzhao who came, he was slightly relieved, then he looked behind Hua Jingzhao, and hurriedly said, "Where is my brother, didn't he come with you?" Jing Zhao frowned when he heard the sound, "Is your brother not in the house?"

The sound of the rain became more intense, crashing, drowning out all sounds in an instant. The rain gave no time to breathe, and it fell in a hurry all night, as if it was going to wash away the entire city of Beijing overnight.

On this night of thunder and lightning, Shang Chengde stayed up all night. He sat in front of the bed in his clothes and looked out the window. Soybean-sized raindrops hit the rockery hard, as if he was venting something. It was as bright as day, and everything was silent in the dark rainy night after a moment, everything looked so terrifying and gloomy.

A gust of cold wind mixed with whistling, poured in tightly, with a cold and damp breath, and hit his face. Shang Chengde couldn't help shivering. He didn't know that at this moment, in the courtyard separated by a thick city gate, , brightly lit.

Su Qingchi did not return all night.The door panel was slapping, and the sound was also empty.Hua Jingzhao didn't come back after running out at that time, Su Baoer turned his head and looked aside, there was a coir raincoat and bamboo hat hanging alone on the wall that was half wet by the rain in the corridor.

Only Su Baoer was alone in the courtyard, the courtyard door was wide open, thunderbolts exploded, and bundles of lightning struck, Su Baoer didn't even notice it, standing in front of the main room, drenched, staring blankly. Covered by the rain curtain, the gate of the courtyard was creaked by the cold night wind pouring in.

His brother was still saying two days ago that the gate was rotten and the paint was peeling off, so it was time to replace it.

But now, the door has not been changed, but the person who spoke has disappeared.It all happened so suddenly.