embrace the moon

Twilight is approaching.

The crowd is bustling, and the room is noisy.People poured into the art theater one after another, waiting for the opening of the grand dance drama.

As the time approached, the whole venue was dim, and the voices of people suddenly stopped.

In an instant, there was music everywhere, and the beam of light exploded completely.

A woman held the red silk hanging from the ceiling in her hand, and flashed across the auditorium.I saw this woman with phoenix hairpins, wearing silk, and elegant and smart dresses.Ruxia's peacock is light and elegant, and the soft waist and limbs are curling and graceful.

The fine clothes fluttered in the wind, and she swayed to the front of the stage. She loosened the red silk, touched the ground barefoot, her feet were as white as snow, and took two quick steps.The sound of the music was faint and weak. On the stage, she could only see her charming back, looking up, her white and soft straight skirt thrown away to the sides of her body, like a white lotus under the moonlight that dare not get close.

The woman turned around abruptly, and straightly slid her arm across her back, Baixia fell, revealing a smiling hibiscus face.

She is still so graceful and graceful, with lips like peach petals and eyes full of autumn water.A little cinnabar between the eyebrows adds a touch of charm to this cool and elegant makeup.

There was deafening applause in the theater.

Tea house box.

"This is my grandson." Gu Qianfan pointed to Gu Yu, and he immediately saluted the teacher in front of him respectfully, bowed and shook hands.

"These children in your family are more handsome than the other." Professor Zhou smiled and shook hands with him.

Whenever it comes to talking about art, Gu Yu feels that Jian Qiao is radiant.It was when talking with Old Man Gu, when communicating with Old Chen, when standing on the stage and speaking, and now when he was explaining his views in a gentle voice, there was a kind of light that couldn't be concealed all over his body, just Like the stars embedded in the sky in the dark night.

"... I have studied oil painting for 12 years, so I know a little bit about it. The more novel perspective angles and eye-catching style creation you mentioned are not unfeasible in terms of Chinese and Western painting methods. ..." Jian Qiao, who usually doesn't talk much, has a steady stream of inspiration when he talks about professional painting knowledge.

As usual, once he started talking, Gu Yu turned on the flight mode without internet connection, and gradually couldn't understand a word.This is an experience that Gu Xiaobao, who is a top student, never had in professional classes.

During the conversation, Gu Qianfan steadfastly praised his apprentice for changing eighteen rainbows.Several people chatted happily, and when night fell, the conversation ended.Jian Qiao's ability has been well received by Professor Zhou.

Night fell over the land, and the theater was still brightly lit.

The end has come, and it's time for the curtain call.There are colorful flowers floating on the stage, falling on everyone's shoulders.

The heroine is dressed in snow clothes, hairpin head phoenix, Xia Yunpei.The bright eyes are good at gazing, the eyebrows are crescent, clear and graceful, and the smile is charming.

She turned around and touched the ground with her toes, drifted away, and came to the front of the stage lightly.Clothes fluttered, skirts fluttered.Yabai raised his hand, turned back to Taichung, took the hands of the other two leading actors, walked to the front of the stage, and bowed to the audience.

The leading actors turned around and bowed to the extras.Turn around and bow to the audience.

Repeated several times, the applause from the audience was already thunderous.Many spectators stood up and applauded them.

Yang Jiaqing smiled and stared at the audience below the stage, her eyes were already clouded with tears.

They raised their hands high, and what passed between their palms was the time and sweat they had devoted to this stage, as well as the inexhaustible tears in their hearts standing here at this moment.

The red curtain fell slowly, blocking the scene on the stage and separating the enthusiasm of the audience.

Late night snack.

Since old man Gu wanted to maintain his health, he went back to the hotel early to rest.Gu Yu and Jian Qiao wandered the streets of this strange city and walked into a night market.

The crowded nighttime downtown is brightly lit and full of people.Jian Qiao didn't show any joy yet, but Gu Yuxian jumped up and down happily.

"Be careful." Jian Qiao gave him a hand.

"Being appreciated by the professor will definitely give you a very good opportunity," Gu Yu said with a smile, "You are about to make a fortune soon. No matter how rich you are, no one will ever forget you."

"The days are still long." Jian Qiao just responded like this, but his heart was full of uncontrollable expectations for the unknown future just like him.

They ate while walking, carrying a handful of snacks.Walking to the door of a specialty jewelry store, he stopped suddenly.

"Senior Yang is performing tonight, let's choose a gift for her?" Gu Yu looked at the shop with grimace.

Jian Qiao beside him sighed softly, stretched out his hand, and quickly wiped his fingertips across the corner of his mouth, seeing the oil stains on his fingertips, he clicked his tongue in disgust.

"Why?" Gu Yu was dissatisfied.

Jian Qiao nodded.

Gu Yu looked at him with a question mark on his face, and repeated, "What are you doing!"

Jian Qiao nodded again, and asked him unhurriedly, "Tonight?"

Now it was Gu Yu's turn to click tut twice, he finally realized that he was quite ashamed in public, and went into the shop.

"How about this one?" Gu Yudong picked things up and picked up a beautiful dancing girl ceramic doll.The doll is wearing a tutu, standing on tiptoe, arms raised, head held high, very elegant.

"Yang Jiaqing is not a ballet dancer," Jian Qiao thought for a while, but was not very sure, "Isn't she a dancer of folk classical music?"

Now Gu Yu was also confused, "Is it classical or ethnic?"

"Anyway, it's not ballet. She's wearing an ancient costume. You should choose an ancient costume." Jian Qiao replied.

Behind the stage.

The costumes have been removed, and the rouge lips have been wiped off.

"Jiajia, you are awesome," the person on the phone whispered attachment, "I miss you so much."

Hearing this, Yang Jiaqing reached out to approach the screen and flicked his forehead.She quietly glanced at the actors around, they were all concentrating on removing their makeup, so she moved closer to the camera and kissed them lightly.

"Ah—" Chen Fangxu felt itchy, "You're making me hungry."

She took off the hairpin, and her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall.At this time, she was already wearing plain white short sleeves and simple black trousers, her hair was casually draped over her shoulders, her attire was completely different from that of the cloud-like beauty on the stage just now, adding a bit of the gentleness of the sister next door.

"I'll go back later," Yang Jiaqing said softly, "Turn off the video."

"Hey wait a minute!" Chen Fangxu lay on the table and stared at her, "Aren't you going to the celebration banquet?"

"I was going to go, but my mother was sick these two days and didn't come to see the performance. I want to go back and see it earlier." Yang Jiaqing explained.The two chatted nonchalantly for a while, and finally hung up the phone reluctantly.

In the hotel room, the last light has gone out.

The night was very quiet and peaceful, and there were wrapped congratulatory gifts on the bedside table, exquisite and elegant, just like the girl in their hearts.

The person on the bed suddenly poked his head out from under the quilt, and under the faint moonlight outside the window, he quietly looked at the other bed.

There was a moment of silence in the air, Gu Yu suddenly lifted the quilt, jumped onto the next bed, and got into the quilt like a slippery loach.

The person on the bed was already half asleep and half awake, but was startled by his movement, and after seeing who it was, kicked him angrily.

Gu Yu got closer, hugged Jian Qiao tightly, and smiled, "This bed is so narrow, you have to move closer."

After walking around and being busy all day, Jian Qiao didn't have the energy to play with him, so he turned to face him and said in a muffled voice, "Go away."

Having said that, he still stretched out his hand and hugged Gu Yu into his arms.Gu Yu rubbed against his pillow, looked at the face in front of him, and got closer and closer until he was so close that he could smell the faint fragrance of the other person's body.

It's late at night.

The taxi stopped by the side of the road, and Yang Jiaqing looked out the window at the gloomy night.I usually feel lonely walking this road, but today I can hardly hide my joy.She put on the earphones and walked into the already quiet alley in the moonlight.

The world has quietly fallen asleep, please sing loudly when walking at night.

A brisk and wanton ancient song was playing in the earphones, and she danced lightly, bouncing up and down for two steps.

Suddenly there were heavy and unsteady footsteps behind her, she took off her earphones, feeling suspicious.Before she could turn around, a big hand was already on her shoulder.

Yang Jiaqing turned her head quickly, only to see a face blushing under the moonlight close at hand, and the strong smell of alcohol rushed towards her face.

"Ah!" She turned pale in shock, screamed, and immediately stretched out her hand to push him away, staggering a few steps.The drunk walked unsteadily, but a frivolous smile appeared on his slumped face.

"Which family's little girl was born so beautiful?" The drunk approached, "I see you are lonely, what's wrong with accompanying you?!"

Yang Jiaqing didn't want to get entangled with him, so she turned around and ran away.But suddenly a heavy object rushed up behind her, causing her to fall directly to the ground, and the mobile phone and earphones were thrown out together.

"Beauty, don't run away," the drunk man leaned over her with a lewd smile on his face, looking like a fat little person, "how about playing with big brother?"

The drunk man grabbed her coat with all his strength, and she tried to protect it, shouted "Help", raised her legs and kicked him with all her strength.

"Fuck! Where the fuck did you come from, you dare to kick me!!" It is estimated that these two kicks woke him up, the drunk screamed in pain, and his callused hands directly grabbed her fair and long neck , spat, "Why are you shouting for help! I don't want your life, what's wrong with giving big brother a happy life?!"

The ground was cold and hard, and Yang Jiaqing could not breathe, nor could she make a sound.His back was cold and his whole body was shaking.She struggled to pull the earphone cable on the ground, grabbed the phone, and pressed the power button several times.

Suddenly a leg stretched out from her side and slammed on her wrist. She was in pain from being stepped on, and she had difficulty breathing, and she let out a painful moan from her throat, but she still held on to the phone desperately and did not let go.

The drunk kicked her mobile phone away, and even rubbed the back of her hand on the rough ground, drawing a bloodstain.

The hand pinching her neck suddenly loosened, and she tore off her coat violently.Her hands and feet flustered, she struggled hard, tried her best to protect herself, grasped the last hope and hoarsely called for help.

A loud slap hit her on the face, it hurt so hot, her ears started to ring quickly, and everything could no longer be heard clearly.

Not far away, the phone lit up, and the broken screen showed that it was dialing.

She leaned against the wall, curled up into a ball.The drunk man approached more and more, she stretched out her hand to resist, leaving nail marks of different shades on his neck.

"Fuck off—" The drunk man tore open her neckline and pushed back sharply.Yang Jiaqing's head hit the wall violently, making a heavy muffled sound.Blood suddenly oozes from the head, and immediately after that, a large area of ​​clothes is wet.

She had already lost her mind from the pain, her eyes were slack, and she leaned against the wall weakly.

Outside the alley, the long cry of the police came from far away in the empty street.

The drunk suddenly sobered up, got up quickly, and fled the scene.

Yang Jiaqing lay powerlessly on the ground, and with the last of her consciousness, she saw the mobile phone not far away.

"Xiaoxu...Xiaoxu..." She murmured, trembling all over, crawling over there covered in blood.After only a few steps, he lost consciousness and fell on the road covered with dust and blood.

The crooked beauty on the ground is already dilapidated, and her personnel are unknown.Violent bloodstains and dirty dust were mixed on the skin that was originally white as frost.The skirt of the clothes was spread out, the hair was messy, and it was scarlet, which was shocking.

Outside, St. Petersburg, just after evening.

Students filed out of the teaching building and scattered in all directions.

Among the crowd was a tall young man with an Asian face, who stopped by the flower table.

He took out his mobile phone and wrote in the dialog——

"are you home yet?"

no respond.There was silence on the screen, like a deep pool of stagnant water.

The author has something to say: It is said that many mobile phones can be used to make emergency calls by pressing the power button five times.Hope you all don't have a chance to use it.