Debut foil plan

Cheng Wei looked at the glass in her hand in a daze, as if she was not telling Shen Zhuo, but was recording to herself: "Scripts are always dead, leaving regrets, so that people deep impression."

Shen Zhuo felt a little regretful, he didn't know how much he would have to give up if he were Ah Sheng so that he would never see Song Linnan again.

He turned sideways, just in time to see Song Linnan who was walking towards the dining room through the floor-to-ceiling windows. He was tall and slender but did not look thin, and his skin was fair and delicate, as if a woman should have it. Even if he covered it with a mask and hat, he knew it What a peerless face it was under the cover, all the beautiful words fell on Song Linnan, and it was overshadowed.

The moment Cheng Wei raised her head, she saw the starlight in Shen Zhuo's eyes, even if the sun was shining at noon, it couldn't block the light inside.Following Shen Zhuo's gaze, she looked over and found Song Linnan.

Song Linnan returned to the coffee shop, she saw that Shen Zhuo's polite and alienated eyes immediately became full of childishness, blinking those watery eyes and looking at Song Linnan with expectation, she almost subconsciously called out: "Brother .”

Song Linnan answered Shen Zhuo's cry with a "hmm" from his nasal cavity, and sat down beside Shen Zhuo at the same time, unpacked the assorted snacks one by one in front of him, and warned: "Be careful of burning."

Cheng Wei looked at the natural expression of the young couple in front of her, smiled and put down the glass in her hand, and looked sideways out of the window, Xia Ling was trotting all the way into the coffee shop.

When the waiter in the coffee shop saw the person coming, he stopped him professionally, and did not let him in until Cheng Wei and Xia Ling said hello.

Not to mention how excited Xia Ling was when she saw her idol, Shen Zhuo also greeted her with a smile: "We meet again."

Xia Ling nodded quickly, compared to Cheng Wei's indifference towards him, Xia Ling's reaction was normal, even Cheng Wei ignored Cheng Wei when she was so excited.Xia Ling still didn't forget to take out the support bracelet of "Fire Qilin" from her bag. The girl blushed and said shyly: "This is a bracelet made by our support club, and I give it to you!"

After seeing the bracelet, Shen Zhuo's eyes flashed with surprise. He knew that he and Song Linnan's cp fans had already topped the Weibo list. Haven't seen it.

After the bracelet fell into his hand, it felt like a braided rope. It was yellow as a whole, with orange-red flames spreading on it. There were unicorn patterns in the flames. The tail and beard of the unicorn were made into prominent pendants, although The overall design is more common, but very refined.

Shen Zhuo looked at it several times in his hand, finally put it on his wrist, and said to Xia Ling: "Thank you, I like it very much."

Xia Ling was so excited when she heard Shen Zhuo say that she likes it, she almost jumped up and screamed, and finally blushed again, and said hesitantly: "That... can I take a picture!"

Shen Zhuo nodded with a smile, glanced sideways at Song Linnan, and said, "Take a photo of me and my brother."

Xia Ling nodded quickly, the group photo was what she wished for.

Shen Zhuo put Song Linnan's hand on the coffee table with a bracelet, and looked at Xia Ling's camera with a smile.

Just hearing a "click", the movements of the two people were frozen in a small box.

Xia Ling cheered with the photo, and kissed Cheng Wei excitedly. Seeing her friend so happy, Cheng Wei put on a slight smile on her face.

Xia Ling has always been in a state of beating chicken blood, the embarrassment and nervousness that she had just seen Shen Zhuo at the beginning all disappeared after knocking CP.Even when the four of them boarded the helicopter, Xia Ling kept saying something and waited for the later P pictures to post. The originally stiff atmosphere along the way became cheerful amidst Xia Ling's excitement.

It was already evening when the four of them arrived at their destination.Excluding the time of taking the helicopter, they took another hour by car to arrive.

The old house in Cheng Wei’s mouth is in the south of the Land of Fish and Rice. The moment you get off the car, you will be greeted by the tide. In the middle of the road is a river that needs to be rowed through. There are buildings with white walls and black tiles on both sides. Mixed-colored red silk grass.The charm of the Republic of China is coming, as if a woman in a cheongsam is swaying past, and a man in a Chinese tunic is leaning against the door and window to read a book.

A group of people walked for more than ten minutes and finally arrived at the destination. The sunset glow in the evening added a mysterious color to the ancient house.

Cheng Wei took out the old-fashioned key and opened the ancient gate of the house. There was a symmetrical gluttonous metal ring on the gate. She pushed it open gently, and the gate made a "squeaky" sound, telling them their own history over and over again.

"Come in." Cheng Wei said.

"Excuse me." Shen Zhuo responded, his good family education made him respect these things.

After entering, it is the courtyard of the house. The aisles are full of stone-carved beasts. The surrounding flowers and plants are well taken care of. Even the copper bells are hung beside the bridge in the courtyard. You can hear the bells when the wind blows sound.

Shen Zhuo took a step forward, wanting to touch the bell, but he withdrew his hand out of politeness, and asked: "I have never heard of the saying of hanging bells on bridges, only the locked bridges in Paris and Austria have the same place."

Cheng Wei smiled and said, "The lock bridges in Paris and Austria are the beautiful expectations between couples, but this bell bridge is full of grandfather's nostalgia for A Sheng."

Shen Zhuo turned around and asked, "How do you say?"

Cheng Wei reached out her hand to touch the bell, and after shaking it, it made a clear and pleasant sound. She replied: "Everyone told my great-grandfather A Sheng was dead. These wind chimes are hung on the side, because there is a superstition in the Republic of China that wind chimes can summon spirits and let lost ghosts find their way home, and the bells are the same way."

Shen Zhuo didn't expect that the great founding general, with thousands of troops in his hands, would sometimes be superstitious about the word "love".

Shen Zhuo had already played the role of A Sheng's reincarnation, so he habitually stood in A Sheng's angle, frowned and asked, "Why didn't you tell General Cheng?"

Cheng Wei originally had a heroic look on her brows, but now that she has returned to the illustrious General's Mansion, she seems to have the demeanor of a soldier in her gestures. She said: "In front of the family and the country, the personal relationship between children is never worth mentioning."

Shen Zhuo was taken aback by Cheng Wei's words. Now that the prosperous world is peaceful and the country is safe and peaceful, he has no concept of troubled times. Now that he mentions it, he thinks of the war-torn era, where love is too extravagant.

He smiled helplessly, and finally did not touch the bells, sighing: "Nine out of ten loves in the Republic of China are sad."

Cheng Wei led them through the courtyard again, and came to the main hall in the center. There were two high seats in the main hall, and a metal incense burner was placed in the center of the high seat. There was no sign or monument behind it. .

Cheng Wei explained: "Perhaps my great-grandfather was too guilty, so he offered an incense burner in the high hall of the main hall."

Although Shen Zhuo didn't know much about the etiquette and customs of the Republic of China period, he also knew that generally wealthy families had special ancestral halls.Now there is no plate or seat in the high seat in the main hall, and there is no A Sheng's name written on it, but everyone knows that they are worshiping A Sheng.

There were unused incense sticks beside the censer, Shen Zhuo lit three, and inserted them into the censer after bowing respectfully.

The crimson incense was ignited, and there was a faint fragrance. Accompanied by the smell of sandalwood, the four of them seemed to have entered the era full of regrets in the Republic of China.

A group of people passed through the main hall, followed by the atrium, a small garden, not so much a garden as a small stage.

Every corner of the stage was well preserved, without any bumps or bumps, and the corners were disturbed and spotless. Even the spears used for performances on the wooden stand were neatly arranged, as if Ah Sheng had really performed here.

Cheng Wei looked at these objects and explained: "This is the only place where my great-grandfather put his thoughts on A Sheng after he learned of his death. He called Hua Dan and Tsing Yi, who were famous at that time, but the end result was that my great-grandfather was drunk and shouted 'No! He' was sent out of the compound."

What is lost is often the best, especially when it is lost at the most beautiful time, and it will become beautiful and unreal under the washing of memory, and it is just a matter of time.

Shen Zhuo followed Cheng Wei's footsteps and continued to walk to the back of the house. When he passed the stage, he seemed to hear the tone of A Sheng standing on the stage. He turned his head subconsciously, and there was no one on the stone-mud stage.

Song Linnan noticed his movements, walked up to him, looked at him with concern and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Zhuo shook his head with a smile, laughing that he was too affected by the atmosphere, and said: "It's okay, probably Ah Sheng misses General Cheng."

Song Linnan smiled, although he heard him say it was all right, he still held Shen Zhuo's hand and led him to the inner courtyard together.

The inner courtyard was much lower-key than the front hall, and the color became darker. Cheng Wei did not take them to the main room in the middle, but walked into the side room.

Cheng Wei opened the door and said, "This is my grandma's room. The reason why I show you this room first is because there are not two people in this tragedy, but three people."

The door was pushed open by Cheng Wei, Shen Zhuo was a little surprised by the smell of rouge, and asked, "Why is there still the smell of rouge powder?"

Cheng Wei smiled helplessly: "Grandpa is not only sorry for A Sheng, but also grandma who married him. Grandma only lived to be 45 years old. After grandma passed away, grandpa was also full of guilt, so the atrium reserved This is the stage where Ah Sheng is on stage, and I was told to always put rouge and gouache on here.”

After Shen Zhuo heard this, the smile on the corner of his mouth was only sarcasm. He was originally moved by the feelings of the general and the actor, but now he has some doubts. Maybe it is really just the guilt of not being able to get it. For someone like him who can't tolerate sand in his eyes From a human point of view, he only felt that the general had shown his affection to the world.

Cheng Wei led them into the house, and took out a letter from the dowry box in the house, which was written with a pen, "From Shen Lisheng".