Dressed as an actor in the Qing Dynasty

This Juxian Building is not a first- or second-class place in Beijing, but it is the favorite gathering place for literati and refined scholars. Once coming to the lake, reciting poems and playing music among the waterside pavilions and boats is an elegant thing. The people who come and go to sit and sit are all guests who are fragrant with pen and ink. The environment here is extremely clean and elegant, and the building is full of calligraphy and ink. The tables, chairs, tables and stools here are all dyed with ink charm.

On the lintel of the elegant room, there is a shallow carving of the word "Chi", drawn with the tip of the pen, which is beautiful and elegant. It is the Chi character room, one of the four elegant rooms of "Quze Xichi".In the elegant room of Diaolan, there are several plates of exquisite pastries, a pot of mellow Biluochun, Jiangnan minor tunes can be faintly heard from the next door, and Wu Nong's soft words are softly sung and softly sung to the ear.

The seat by the window in this private room used to be Su Qingchi's favorite. Every time he came off the stage and washed himself of the smell of makeup, he would come here alone to order a pot of light wine and drink it alone for half a day.

After a year, sitting in this seat again, but things are different, how can I feel so bewildered?The blue waves are rippling outside the window, and several painted boats are gently swaying on the lake. Talented men and beautiful women bring their couples in the breeze and blue waves, just like what is written in the play.

Everyone only sees these swan song encounters, but how many people in the world can get married in the end?Are you right?Does the horoscope match?Who cares about the thoughts of a young child, but wishful thinking, wait for your parents to find you a husband with a high family background and a good family background, and a copper lock to lock the deep courtyard. If the husband takes pity on you, it is good fortune. A piece of divorce paper can cut off your way of life, or look for flowers and ask willows to wander around Zhangtai, forgetting love and righteousness and making you grow old inside the red mantle, who has pity?

He has sung operas for more than ten years, how many times has he seen those phoenix flute sounds moving on the stage?Even though he is dressed in a plain robe, he is still a mortal in the end, unable to escape love and hatred, and unable to abandon love and hatred.

But one year later, sitting here again seems like a lifetime away.

There was someone standing beside him for a long time, but he didn't know that when he raised his head, that person was still dressed in plain robes, humble and polite, but his eyebrows were a little more stable, the other person cupped his fists slightly, and said with a warm smile: "My business is Chengde. "It's like the two first met.

Su Qingchi stared at it for a long time, and after seeing this person's facial features and facial features in his mind, Fang raised the corner of his mouth, "Zhao Suyang."

Passed by at the beginning, today I have stolen half a day of life, put aside the past love and hatred, and talk happily, what regrets are there in life?

"Since you can't let him go, why did you marry another wife and have a son?"

Shang Chengde shook his head and smiled, "The relationship between me and him is just between me and him, and has nothing to do with others. I have given him all the love in this life in the short time I have known him. To others, that is I can't have any more affection. However, since a woman has become my wife, I can't give her any love anymore. If I take away her qualifications to be a mother... I can't be with her, at least I can let her There is a basis."

"Do you still miss him now?"

He also shook his head, "No, when he threw himself into the river, his heart had already gone with him, but now this one is just a fabrication made of mud, how can he still miss him."

"If he is still alive... what should you do?"

Although he tried his best to conceal it, his eyes could still see some redness. He looked out of the window with a calm expression in his eyes, "When my parents abandon him and Wang'er has grown up, I will go to find him, and I will pay him the rest of my life." .”

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Shang Chengde smiled, and stretched out his hand to caress the eyes of the man opposite, "He also has a pair of beautiful eyes like yours, which can hide all the romance in the world."

He maintained that movement for a long time, Fang withdrew his hand reluctantly, "Sorry."

The person on the opposite side smiled slightly, obviously not paying attention.

He said again: "I haven't talked to anyone like this for a long time. I want to keep all the words I want to say in my stomach, and when I find him someday, I will talk to him while whitening my head with him."

He smiled lowly, with some blush on his face, he was obviously a father, but he still sympathized with Dou Chukai's young man, "If you meet him someday, don't tell him, he will definitely laugh at me."

The two chatted like this, like friends who have known each other for a long time.

When the sun was setting in the west, the snow outside also stopped. It wasn't that big before, but after covering the whole capital city with a thin layer of frost, they left the capital silently.

Su Qingchi stood in front of the window, watching the man leave, the silvery white snow made the man's figure thinner and thinner.

I heard him say so many words just now, but now I can't see the back of that person leaving.The back of the man who said he would protect him for the rest of his life slowly disappeared on the snow-covered street, three parts bleak, seven parts lonely, with the cold wind blowing, he didn't know how to gather his clothes.

The snow fell silently again, mixed with endless loneliness, covering the man's shoulders, falling more and more, the man was ignorant, step by step, walking away alone.

The snow outside is getting thicker and thicker, layer by layer, it seems to fall endlessly, the whole capital city seems to be buried in the bottom of the snow, heavy, full of boundless snow.

The snow outside the restaurant was up to knees, Su Qingchi looked at the vast snow, lost his mind, Shang Chengen put on a black fox fur cloak for him, only a pure face was exposed in the fox fur velvet hood, The facial features are mediocre, and a pair of moving eyes are hidden under the hood, which can't be seen clearly.Probably it was snowing heavily, and there were only a few people on the street, and there were no small sedan chairs to carry houses, so it was quite deserted.

"Is it cold?"

Su Qingchi shook his head and gave him a comforting smile.

Shang Chengen felt heavy in his heart, and clenched his hand, "I have something for you."

"what?"

Shang Chengen stopped in his tracks, and took out an ebony folding fan from the fan pocket at his waist, "This folding fan has been with me for more than ten years. Back then, I was self-willed, so I asked him to ask for it." After finishing speaking, he put the fan in Su Qingchi's hand superior.

There are a few black plums on the fan, as if you can still smell a little bit of plum fragrance in calligraphy, Su Qingchi's expression is slightly dazed.

Shang Chengen squeezed his hand tightly, "Just keep it in mind."

After a while, Su Qingchi handed the fan back to him again, and shook his head, "What's the difference between putting me here and yours? Just now, I haven't eaten half of the delicious food on the table, but I feel a little hungry at this moment."

Shang Chengen saw that his face had returned to his usual expression, and let out a slight breath, "I'll ask Mo Jiu to prepare a few stir-fried dishes and boil a pot of wine when I go back, how about it?"

"That's a good old wine."

"As expected."

"It's strange what you said." Su Qingchi was about to ask a question, when he turned around and saw Shang Chengen smiling, and suddenly remembered something.

"What's wrong?" Shang Chengen has been quite sensitive since returning to Beijing.

Su Qingchi turned around, looked at Shang Chengen with a pair of flirtatious eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking forward to the bright light for a moment, "I remember someone once said that I was a troublemaker, but I remembered wrongly?"

Shang Chengen was dumbfounded, without changing his face, he said: "When did I say such a bastard thing?"

Su Qingchi stared at him playfully with her phoenix eyes, and Shang Chengen grinned.

Su Qingchi didn't let him go, with a half-smile on his face, "Someone said a lot of stupid things back then, do you want me to count them down?"

Shang Chengen couldn't stand it anymore, and begged for mercy repeatedly.

The two talked and laughed all the way, as if everything before was just a fiction.

Looking at the falling snow, Su Qingchi felt a little bit lost and a little bit pained, but now there was only a sigh left.At the beginning, he was unintentional, but he missed many people. He has done nothing in his life, but he owes so many debts of love.

Forget it, since you can't pay it off in the end, and you still have a grudge, why bother?It's better to let go of everything and let the love linger.

It should be done, and one day it will be clean.

Su Baoer withdrew her head from the window and muttered, "Shang Chengen has returned to Beijing."

Shang Chengen taught him kung fu before, so Su Baoer naturally remembered him. He was still a little bit reluctant when Shang Chengen was leaving Beijing to join the army, but now seeing him come back, he couldn't help feeling a little bit in his heart, but the man next to Shang Chengen, he But she has never seen it before, but looking at the figure of that person, she seemed to have known him before, she took her mind off a little bit, and without thinking too much, Su Baoer raised her head, and saw Hua Jingzhao staring out of the window intently, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Hua, did you see it too?" him?"

Hua Jingzhao didn't answer, but a pair of eyes looked deeply at the two people who had gone away outside the window.

Seeing him in a daze, Su Baoer didn't bother him, and took a sip of tea by herself, "This tea is too strong and the aroma is too strong. I think the shop owner doesn't know how to taste tea."

Su Baoer muttered endlessly, but Hua Jingzhao didn't hear a single word, and couldn't explain the reason for all the feelings in his heart. After a long time, Fang sighed and smiled bitterly, "Forget it, why bother to deceive yourself and others."

After saying that, he lowered his head and picked up the teacup. He didn't drink for half a day, "Let's go after sitting down for a while, Baiming should be waiting."

Su Baoer threw away the paper bag in his hand, "Yesterday he was arguing to go to see Liu Guan'er, if he hadn't agreed to bring him delicious food today, he would definitely make a fuss."

"Take him there every few days, don't make him bored, he has been with Liu Guan'er for a long time, and the relationship is naturally deep."

Su Bao'er pursed her mouth, "Now I don't know who he is."

Hua Jingzhao shook his head and laughed.

Fang Su Baoer winked at him and motioned him to look downstairs.Hua Jingzhao looked, and there was a stall selling thongs downstairs. A man in a white robe stood in front of the stall for a long time, his eyes were picking among those tsunami, and finally he picked out one carefully, and after looking at it for a long time, Fang asked the peddler about it. price to buy.Carefully put Lianzi into his arms, a gleam of joy appeared on the handsome cheeks of the man, and then he frowned slightly, unable to show off his face. After doing this three times, he exhaled lightly, muttered something, forced a smile and left. go.

The two chatted for a while, then returned to the courtyard.

That night, Shang Chengjun entered Hua Jingzhao's room as in the past, Hua Jingzhao still didn't look very kind to him, even if the two fell into a collapse, he didn't feel any pity at all.

Shang Chengjun crouched in the cave panting, his complexion was abnormally red, and his breathing was much heavier than before. After a long time, when sweat was dripping on his forehead, Fang whispered: "Today...you are not feeling well, you...take it easy .”

Such a feeble voice made Hua Jingzhao pause, then snorted coldly, left him, and walked out of the room.

The next day when he came back from the West Temple Building, the room was empty. Guessing that the man had already left, Hua Jingzhao was in a better mood. As soon as he entered the room and sat down, he saw a satin skirt on the table.

Satin, hatred.

Just want to clean up the past just because of a practice?How could such a cheap thing come from in the world, Hua Jingzhao burst into anger, stretched out his hand and threw the Lianzi out of the room.

A few days after that day, Shang Chengjun never showed up again.

"That day before dawn, I went out to have a urinate, and saw him go out with his clothes on, he couldn't walk very well, he fell at the door, and he didn't get up for a long time." Bai Ming said with her big eyes blinking while eating.

Su Baoer snorted, "You were so arrogant and domineering before, but now you are in such a state of desperation? You deserve it if you die. If it wasn't for him, how could you..."

Su Baoer kept silent, Baiming had long forgotten the past, how could he still remember Shang Chengjun? Although it was a good thing, Su Baoer felt somewhat uncomfortable, so she stretched out her hand to pick up a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into the white tea bowl, "Open your mouth wide and eat , so skinny, your thighs are not as thick as my arms, if I try harder, you will have to break it."

"Rotten mouth." Bai Ming was indignant.

Lang Youqing's younger brother was interested, and a pair of young boys were flirting and cursing. Seeing Hua Jingzhao shaking his head secretly, and then remembering what Baiming said earlier, his expression turned away.

However, a few days later, when Hua Jingzhao entered the room, he saw a figure standing in front of the window in the room. The man turned his head, his face was still a little pale, "Do you think I won't come?"

Hua Jingzhao didn't look at him, just poured a cup of tea and drank it.

The man looked out of the window and murmured: "You still owe me an answer, before that, I can't die."

The snow outside the window was getting heavier, layer after layer, as if it was going to bury the entire capital.

Hua Jingzhao looked at the man's quiet side face, and his heartstrings moved a little, and then the five notes disappeared without a trace.

It snowed for seven or eight days in a row in the capital, and the sky was covered with silvery white, which was extraordinarily enchanting. The Shichahai Lake and the moat had already been frozen.The end of the year came in a blink of an eye during the severe cold and winter break.

Shang Chengen and Su Qingchi didn't have the opportunity to spend New Year's Eve in Beijing, they only stopped in Beijing for three days, and the soldiers stationed in Danba had already set off for Dajinchuan.When everyone in the capital was busy preparing for the New Year's Eve, they rode fast horses, stepped on the snow and faced the wind, and they were already dozens of miles away from the capital.