Return to the ordinary

一

Du Guifan was not called Du Guifan at the time, and when he was picked up by the boss, it happened to be Qingming.

The boss looked at her with a sad look on his brows, and wiped the black ashes from her cheeks.Du Guifan was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, he lowered his head, but looked up at him from the bottom up with round eyes, still couldn't help being flustered, his eyelashes trembled and fluttered towards the boss's palm.The boss still smelled of alcohol on his fingertips, so he was taken aback for a moment, then patted Du Guifan on the shoulder and pulled her into the bullock cart.

Seeing that the ox cart was about to enter the city, the boss took the rope and turned it around. He followed the forest and entered a dilapidated village, then turned into a dilapidated alley.It was raining, and there were not many people on the road.But when he got to the door, Du Guifan caught a glimpse of the yard inside the round arch from the corner of his eye, and there was a girl kneeling beside the pile of firewood.

Du Guifan hugged his knees.

The boss got out of the car, put down the rope, and dragged Du Guifan into the yard, and then into the main room, without even looking at the kneeling girl.But Du Guifan couldn't help but look back, and the girl tremblingly raised her head and squinted at her. The rain blurred her hair and eyebrows, and Du Guifan was dragged into the door before he could see clearly.

Although the room is broken, the tables and chairs are all broken, but it seems that they were all decent before they were broken, and there was only one person sitting on the grand teacher's chair.

Du Guifan poked there tremblingly, clutching the ragged jacket on his body.

The person sitting in the chair opened his mouth, and his voice was so positive that it sounded extravagant: "What's your name? Where are you from? How old are you?"

"... surnamed Du, no name, ten years old... from Anhui. The family was hit by a flood, and I came here with my parents and brothers to beg for food. They all died of starvation and sickness one after another." Speaking of this, she knelt down trembling , "I beg the elders to take me in for food, I can do any dirty work!"

The man on the chair looked at her for a while, then said with a smile to the boss: "Hey, this one is not bad! The appearance, voice, and figure are all passable."

When the boss heard this, he turned his face and said to her, "Our master agrees."

Du Guifan shrugged his shoulders, and quickly kowtowed three times to the person in the chair: "Thank you for helping me, sir!" Then he turned around and kowtowed to the boss to thank him.

Although the person in the chair was also covered in dusty shirts, a folding fan was shiny in his hand, and he slowly stretched out the fan: "We don't have dirty work here, only tiring work. Only You have to have something to eat when you are so tired.”

Du Guifan nodded like pecking rice.

The boss dragged her across the yard to the opposite room, where the girl was still kneeling in the yard.Du Guifan still turned his head to look at her, but this time he could see her face clearly, it was delicate and elegant, which made people feel comfortable.

After walking far, Du Guifan found it difficult to keep turning his head, so he turned his face, but heard the voice of the master behind him from a distance, as if telling her not to kneel, and then he replied softly , got drenched in the rain.

So Du Guifan began to formally learn Kunqu opera in Shuangqing class.

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two

The name Du Guifan was given to her when she appeared on stage and acted. She was fourteenth in the troupe, and everyone called her Du Shishi.Only one person laughed and called her "fan'er", and that was Liu Xiaoyu from Xinger [-].

Liu Xiaoyu was the girl who was made to kneel in the courtyard that day.She is only one year older than Du Guifan, but she has been studying for two and a half years.The master gave her a job, singing boudoir dance.

Du Guifan still remembered that at that time, although the master punished her to kneel in the rain, she was not allowed to eat dinner.And her bowl of rice was shyly stuffed into his stomach by Du Guifan.When Liu Xiaoyu came back, she was so angry that she trembled, after all she restrained her temper, and she didn't lose her temper.

Du Guifan finished his meal, and finally felt more at ease, and only remembered to go to see that girl in the middle of the day.Seeing that although she changed into dry clothes, her hair was wet and she hadn't wiped it, her eyebrows were frowned, and her pink face was thin with anger.

Du Guifan felt embarrassed.So she walked over, took a towel beside her, smiled flatteringly, and wanted to wipe her hair.

Liu Xiaoyu glared at her.

Du Guifan's face burned, he murmured and didn't know what to do.She was young at first, and she looked thin and pale after being hungry for many days. She stood there pitifully, not knowing where to put her hands.

Liu Xiaoyu sighed, took the towel out of her hand, ignored her, and wiped it by herself.Du Guifan just stood there in a daze, paying attention to her subconscious orchid finger like a butterfly when she was pulling and wiping.

It seems that learning Kunqu Opera is really different, tile-roofed houses, shabby clothes, because of the details of the gestures, the details are secretly elegant.

Afterwards, Du Guifan always felt sorry for him because of the shameless bowl of rice, so he went to Liu Xiaoyu's side whenever he had time.Fortunately, Liu Xiaoyu is not a narrow-minded person, so she didn't keep it in mind.It's funny to see that Du Shishi is a hungry person, the master's verbal reprimands and physical punishment can't move her very much, only banning her from eating will have an immediate effect.So Liu Xiaoyu jokingly called her "fan'er", Du Guifan was also shy for a while, but he still answered honestly.

May, late spring.The master began to teach Liu Xiaoyu the excerpts.Du Guifan had only just learned basic skills, and she was still far away from branching out, but it didn't hinder her curiosity, so after finishing her homework, she picked up firewood and watched Liu Xiaoyu practice her figure.

There are always plots in Kunqu opera, so she would ask casually in a low voice during dinner, "What story is this excerpt you learned?"

The children in the room were eating together, the noise was noisy, Liu Xiaoyu didn't hear it.

Du Guifan raised his voice: "Sister?"

She hadn't been with her for a long time, and the previous communication was almost blunt, as if she hadn't called her by any name.The master, the boss and other children all call her Xiaoyu regardless of their age, and she is so immature with her that it is not easy to call her Xiaoyu.

Liu Xiaoyu heard it this time, she raised her head suddenly, her face was startled, and in an instant, a red glow filled her eyes, her eyes were affectionate, and then she was at a loss.This change of expression was only for a moment, and others did not notice it, but Du Guifan, who was staring at her to answer, saw it clearly.She was taken aback, and quickly asked, "Sister? What's wrong with you?"

Liu Xiaoyu turned to look at her, was dazed again for a moment, and then said back to God: "... nothing else, just lost his mind just now."

Du Guifan didn't care, and continued to ask: "I just asked you, what kind of story is the play you're learning now?"

Liu Xiaoyu's cheeks were dizzy again, she whispered: "I'll tell you when I go to bed."

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three

Turning off the light at bedtime, Du Guifan snuggled into Liu Xiaoyu's bed.

This month, she always felt that Sister Liu was different from other ordinary people she had met outside, like a master, her movements were slow but steady, and she was not vulgar and reckless when raised with simple food, and she had a kind of richness inside. .She always attributed it to learning Kunqu opera, but she also had a little more expectation of herself.

Including now, Liu Xiaoyu next to her could faintly smell the fragrance of orchids, and she also felt that this fragrance came from learning Kunqu Opera.

Liu Xiaoyu said: "Master taught me that this script is called "Startling Dream", which comes from a play called "The Peony Pavilion". This story tells that there was a lady named Du Liniang who was in the garden of her home with her maid one day. Playing in the garden, fell asleep when she was tired, and had a dream, dreaming that a scholar named Liu Mengmei came to have fun with her. After waking up from the dream, I couldn't find the scholar again, so I kept thinking about him, and actually put myself He wanted to die, and was buried under the big plum tree in the garden."

Du Guifan opened his eyes wide: "Then what? No more?"

Liu Xiaoyu replied: "Of course there are. But the master only told me to go here, and he will talk about it when he learns in the future."

Both fell silent.

After a while, Du Guifan touched her hand quietly, and said softly, "Sister, what is 'Huanhao'?"

Liu Xiaoyu shivered, and pulled her hands away, and felt that she was looking down on Du Guifan, and was afraid of hurting her feelings, so she moved her hand back to pat her comfortingly.

"I don't really understand the...meaning. The master taught me the libretto, but didn't elaborate on the meaning. I always feel very strange in my heart when I read it, just...as if my heart was burned from my heart to my cheeks... In short, this should be a secret and... embarrassing... thing."

Du Guifan nodded obediently.She actually didn't understand, but Liu Xiaoyu didn't understand either, so she stopped asking.

The two were silent again.

Du Guifan tilted her head, this time her voice was very soft: "Is there really such a thing as thinking about an illusory person and thinking about myself to death?"

Liu Xiaoyu didn't reply for a while.Du Guifan thought she was asleep, so he also lay upright with his hands crossed and his eyes closed.

After a while, Liu Xiaoyu's voice floated over like a dream: "There should be."

The next day, when Du Guifan was lying on the firewood and watching Liu Xiaoyu practice, the master came.It was the first time for Du Guifan to hear his master speak in Kunqu accent. This part was the voice of a young boy impersonated by the master, while Liu Xiaoyu's boudoir dancer only had a figure.The master asked Liu Xiaoyu to follow his rhythm to complete the body.

Du Guifan just opened his big eyes without blinking, listening to the master's soft voice recited Yunbai:

"Sister! I couldn't find it anywhere, but you are here. It happened to be in the garden, and half a branch of a weeping willow was broken. Sister, since you are proficient in poetry and books, why don't you write a poem to appreciate this willow branch?"

Liu Xiaoyu's arms trembled slightly, and she slowly removed the sleeves that covered her face, her eyes still did not dare to look directly at Xiaosheng, she just took a peek and then quickly lowered her head: "That is a stranger, why did you come here?"

"Sister, we are so idle, I love you so much."

Liu Xiaoyu's cheeks were filled with a light rouge color again.Du Guifan was dumbfounded at the side, and he felt his stomach heat up, reaching his face.

After reading a paragraph, the master's thin face did not show any kindness: "What are you shaking! What are you shaking! You have been practicing for more than two years, how can you be so unstable!" He glanced sideways at Du Guifan who was stunned, The tone towards Liu Xiaoyu slowed down slightly: "Practice more, you must practice more, and you won't be shy. You are not allowed to eat dinner today. I will come back in a few days. If there is no improvement, you will be punished and kneel down." .”

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four

That day when the master left, Du Guifan asked her if she had never been called sister before.Liu Xiaoyu just said no.

She was the youngest in the family, and was sent to Shuangqing when she was about eight years old. The boss gave her a random name and called her Xiaoyu. Almost everyone in the troupe was older than her by some measure, but no one called her once in such a long time. elder sister.

Du Guifan showed a silent contemplation that shouldn't be at this age.The sky was overcast, and it seemed that it was going to rain again.She was still standing there blankly, thinking over and over again what Liu Xiaoyu said yesterday, "My heart is very strange, as if my heart was burned from my heart to my cheeks".For a moment, she seemed to understand something.But when the rain fell, it washed away the little bit of clarity she couldn't grasp.

But after all, she was young and weak, and the only thing she cared about was eating, and she quickly forgot about it.

For two or three days, Liu Xiaoyu practiced this section over and over again. Du Guifan watched hard and asked her to rest for a while.After receiving the training, Liu Xiaoyu also lost her temper, and she just refused to let go of her anger.

Du Guifan teased her with a playful smile, patted the firewood and pinched his throat to imitate his master's voice: "Sister~ We're just having a good time, let's take a break."

Liu Xiaoyu was stunned when he heard the words, before he could react, the master turned around from behind the wall, stared at Du Guifan for a while, until Du Guifan was sweating from behind, and couldn't speak. Kneel down quickly.As soon as she knelt down, Liu Xiaoyu hurriedly followed her.The two children fell on the ground and did not dare to lift their heads. Zhan Zhanwei somehow offended the master.

The master nodded slightly, but walked away without making a sound.

At the beginning of the next year, Du Guifan was assigned to sing Xiaosheng.

Qiandan and Kunsheng in Kunqu opera are not uncommon at all. If you wear them, you will no longer be yourself, but a person in the play.Du Guifan is naturally happy, because this way he can often cooperate with her sister Xiaoyu.She is indifferent by nature, doesn't talk much, and doesn't like to get close to others, so she can only get closer to Liu Xiaoyu.

At that time, Liu Xiaoyu was still practicing her Peony Pavilion, and she had already practiced to the very end.The master pointed at Du Guifan: "Go and learn from that Liu Mengmei."

Day after day of hard work, the years flowed away in the lingering tunes and plain white sleeves.

Liu Xiaoyu had rehearsed that nightmare so many times, and after listening to Xiaosheng's rhyme and lyrics, it was no longer her own shock and inability to restrain herself, but Du Liniang's tactful, subdued and shyness.Thirteen or fourteen years old, cardamom on the tip of the head, the girlishness gradually revealed.She was pretty good-looking at first, her eyebrows and eyes slowly opened with time, coupled with her demeanor and elegant demeanor, once she put on the makeup, her frown and smile were extraordinarily moving.

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五

Du Guifan was fifteen years old when he debuted on stage.He became famous with Liu Xiaoyu's "The Peony Pavilion".

If you want to become famous as a small actor, write big characters on red paper, paste it on a wooden board, and stand it under the stage.Naturally, it would not be very respectable to call it Fourteen or Xiaoyu.At that time, there was a saying that the young student of the Du family in Shuangqing was as handsome and elegant as a mortal fairy;

The master had raised his beard at this time, and after thinking about it for a while, he expanded his brush and ink and bestowed his names on the two disciples.

Du Guifan, Liu Yuzhen.

They have sung for these years, and they already know the meaning of the twist in "Dream".However, it is naturally impossible for the real ladies who are close to her age and who hardly ever leave home to know everything.If the Shuangqing class is invited by the nobles to set up a stage at home and sing "The Peony Pavilion", these ladies will be fascinated by singing.

Not to mention ladies, as actors, especially young ones with good looks and figure, how can they escape the coveted eyes of those rich and powerful lords.The stage is elegant and clean, while the audience is constantly dirty.There is only a powerless Shuangqing class behind the two, how can they protect them.Today, he caught up with Master Dongfang, who is older than Master Ximen yesterday, and was able to escape from the clutches of Master Ximen, but if Master Dongfang covets him tomorrow, what should he do?

All kinds of circling, all kinds of escaping, all kinds of difficulties, all kinds of mental and physical exhaustion.

After the performance in one day, the make-up is removed under the moon. It just so happens that there is a plum tree in this courtyard.The ground is full of clear brilliance, the shadows of leaves are heavy, and the wind invades the body and makes the body cold.Du Guifan felt it for a moment, so he stroked the plum tree to enjoy it.

At the end of the song, people parted, and the surroundings were not carefully guarded.As soon as the owner set up the stage, the boy brought the boy, who looked about seven or eight years old, bounced around the crowd, came up to the stage and no one cared, stared at Liu Yuzhen curiously for a while, and asked in a childish voice : "Big sister, why did Mrs. Du die?"

Liu Yuzhen smiled at him gently: "She dreamed of a scholar, and when she woke up and couldn't find him, she just wanted to die."

Xiao Erlang held his chin, puzzled: "It's so... so easy to die? I also dream, and I can dream of people, but how can a person who dreams of me want to die?"

Liu Yuzhen raised his eyes and looked at the messy tables and chairs on the stage where people were taking tea and drinking tea. Behind him was the deep house compound, and there could be faintly luxuriant silk and bamboo dance music and chaotic voices of people, and he casually replied: "That's it!" The fake ones are all dramas. In this world, there should be no such thing."

Du Guifan looked back, half of Liu Yuzhen's make-up had been removed, and he could see her original appearance, but Du Liniang's shadow was still faintly visible.

Du Guifan still remembers Du Liniang worrying about illness and death for the person in his dream during the day, but now this "Du Liniang" is saying that there should be no Du Liniang.

Du Guifan's eyes were blank, reflecting the moonlight, there was a coolness in his eyes.

The next day, "The Peony Pavilion" was performed again.

For some reason, Liu Yuzhen was a little different from the past.Others can't see it, but Du Guifan has been with her since the first play, and even slight changes can be noticed.When visiting the garden and dreaming, the whole person is soft and blurred, the eyes are more moist and seductive, the smile is not a smile, the face is hidden and the place is lazy and charming, and the person who wants to talk and even scratches the voice is tickling.

Du Guifan came with a willow branch, took her by the sleeves, put her shoulders lightly, saw her half-pushing, half-drunk, and when she stepped off the stage, she still couldn't get back to her senses, stood there without blinking, and then watched her dreaming , portraits, Lihun, and forget everything else for a while, only Du Liniang in his eyes.

At that moment, the mountains were white and the water was clear, and she suddenly became Liu Mengmei herself. Every line of the play seemed to be spoken by herself, not memorized.A few feet from the stage, you can see gardens, beacon fires, nunneries, and temples; the characters on the stage shuttle, and the time flies in the play.

She had long forgotten that this man's original surname was Liu, and that he had never read a book, didn't wear gold or jade, didn't post pictures, didn't carry a folding fan, and didn't have erotic dreams.

After the first book was sung, the audience applauded, and Du Guifan almost forgot about the curtain call.

Like a big dream, the golden crow falls to the west, and the sky is full of red clouds.

She turned to look at Du Liniang again, no, it was Liu Yuzhen.She didn't smile that way anymore, she didn't look at people that way anymore, and she didn't act so reservedly and shyly.She's about to take off her make-up.

Du Guifan turned around and fled.

Can't stand it.Du Liniang went along with the end of the play, but if Liu Mengmei was left in reality, how would she get through it?

She walked in a daze, found a secluded corner and sat down, with a mist in her eyes, she sat there until the moon came out of Dongshan.

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六

The wind was very cool, and it finally woke her up, so she raised her head, only to see another big plum tree above her head, with the moonlight glaringly white.

It was time to regain her senses, so she got up and lifted her robe to wipe off the dust, and then she stepped out of her figure.Then he smiled sullenly.Why is Liu Mengmei still the same in every move after the play?

From the back of the small wall behind the plum tree came the sound of rough footsteps from far and near, followed by the chirping and giggling of two young women, who seemed to be servants of this family.

"...I just saw Du Liniang hugging a man in the shadow of the rockery by the lotus pond..."

"Oh, you're not ashamed! It's really low-class, and you actually do this kind of thing in someone else's house..."

Du Guifan rushed out immediately.Her eyes were about to burst into flames, her chest was flooded with grief one after another, and within a few strides she couldn't feel the tears all over her face.His fists were clenched tightly under his water sleeves, his mind was confused, and he stumbled and fell all the way.

After going around a few turns, I did see two people hugging each other tightly in the shadow of the rockery.The man recognized him as the luthier recruited by Shuangqing Class last month.The woman also recognized it, but Du Guifan stopped suddenly, and his heart suddenly calmed down.That was Liu Yuzhen, not Du Liniang.

She changed back to the coarse cloth skirt hairpin, wiped off the pimples on her face, the heavy ink on her eyebrows, and the cinnabar on her lips.Yue Ran stretched the corners of her mouth, not that kind of smile.The voice of whispering is faintly audible, but it is not Kunqiang.

Yes, that's Liu Yuzhen, not Du Liniang.

The two chattering girls probably didn't know Liu Yuzhen's name, and they called her Du Liniang after watching the play.

Du Guifan bent his lips in a friendly manner, as if she was really happy for her, then quietly turned and left.

Liu Yuzhen didn't return to the house at night.They are well-known in singing, so they don't need to be cramped for food and clothing, and their residence is separated from others. Only one enters two rooms, and the guest room is in one.

Liu Yuzhen jumped over the threshold and stepped into the small courtyard, walking lightly, with a graceful figure, looking very happy.Holding a piece of scarf in his hand, he waved it involuntarily, as if it was a folding fan, and gradually brought out flowing footwork with every gesture.

Du Guifan stood up slowly while supporting the table.

Liu Yuzhen didn't realize her until she saw Yingdong. She was a little startled, and approached with a smile, "Why didn't you turn on the light? It was so dark, I thought you were asleep." After a sudden pause, he felt embarrassed, and suddenly consciously said, The girl who came out of the pavilion came back so late, was seen by others, and her reputation was extremely bad, she was embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

She was very close, and by the moonlight, Du Guifan saw her face clearly, and suddenly he was stunned.After a while, she said softly: "Sister, you are looking heavy outside, come in quickly, and rest early."

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Seven

After half a month, everyone in the troupe knew about Liu Yuzhen and the qin master.After all, opera singers don't have many rules like book etiquette. There is nothing wrong with the two of them.

Du Guifan was stunned, as if he didn't understand.People only said that she was ignorant when she was young, and they also laughed at her: "Liu Mengmei, your Du Liniang has been given to someone else."

Du Guifan actually burst into tears.

The man Xixiao hurriedly pulled the towel to wipe her face, he couldn't laugh or cry and said, "What kind of crazy is this! It's all a joke!"

Liu Yuzhen was so frightened that he also leaned over and touched her head.

Du Guifan caught a glimpse of the helpless and gentle smile on the face of the luthier in the distance amidst tears, and he hesitated when he wanted to come over to see her.

Blinking again, he looked back at Liu Yuzhen who was nearby, with a small wooden hairpin inserted into his black hair, no powder or daisy applied, and he was full of the smell of fireworks in the world.She squeezed a smile, took a towel and wiped away the tears, and said that it doesn't matter.

Liu Yuzhen felt relieved when she saw that her expression hadn't changed any more.

The next day they performed "The Peony Pavilion" again, got up early in the morning to dress up backstage, Liu Yuzhen was wearing plain clothes, half of the film was pasted on, and before the jewels were put on, the luthier lifted the curtain and came in with a food box in his hand, only looking at Liu Yu real.

Everyone in the room snickered.Liu Yuzhen draped the gown on the back of the chair with ease, and floated over like a butterfly.

Du Guifan didn't turn his head, but looked carefully at their reflections in the mirror. The long gown she was wearing belonged to Du Liniang.

The image reflected by the bronze mirror is yellow and old, and it is somewhat distorted.The woman was standing close to the man, looking up at him, then holding his hand to get the food box, with a slight smile on her lips.

how? !On this half of the body, there is a photo posted, wearing a pink shirt, showing a beautiful face by chance, as if she had seen it on stage.

Du Guifan smashed the mirror and ran away without looking back.

By the time the boss finds her by the stream on the mountain behind the village, the show is already overdue.

This performance failed to be sung, and the preparations of the entire team were wasted, they didn't earn enough money to live on, and they were scolded by the boss, everyone was not in a good mood right now.

When Liu Yuzhen saw her coming in, his expression was even weirder, he didn't greet her, and walked away without going back to the room to rest at night.

Du Guifan was always worried, knocking on the firewood doors of each house and asking where Liu Yuzhen was going.When everyone saw her and asked each other, they had the same strange expressions, and they just pretended that they didn't know.After a round, someone finally told her that Liu Yuzhen was sleeping with the cook, and told her not to look for it.

She left her to join up with others, Du Guifan was naturally injured, but he always felt that he should know the reason.But recently, she has been in a state of disarray, in a trance, and can't keep up her spirits, so she put it aside to find what Liu Yuzhen had clarified.

The twelfth-year-old Wu Sheng in the troupe had some friendship with Du Guifan in the past, but he couldn't stand it anymore, and secretly asked her how she was doing.

Du Guifan only said that he felt uncomfortable, but he couldn't explain why.

Xiao Wusheng's face also showed the same weirdness as the others she was used to these days, and said in a low voice: "You have been acting as Xiaosheng for so long, don't you really want yourself... yes, you want that...fake Phoenix Is that enough?"

Du Guifan had a dull expression on his face, tongue-tied.She seemed to vaguely understand why people were suddenly weird.

Seeing her confused, Xiao Wusheng asked quietly again: "Could it be... Could it be that you have intentions for Xiaoyu?"

Du Guifan was taken aback for another moment, remained silent for a while, and shook his head resolutely.

Xiao Wusheng also became suspicious: "Then you are..."

"I'm interested in Du Liniang."

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Eight

Liu Yuzhen tried to avoid singing "The Peony Pavilion" again.

She and Du Guifan became famous together because of this drama, they are a perfect match, and they have long been famous outside.Therefore, if you want to sing this book, no matter who the host is, you must have both of them on the same stage.

Once she played Du Liniang, Du Guifan's Liu Mengmei was too realistic to scare her.In other dramas, even if the two are still a pair of gifted scholars and beautiful ladies, Du Guifan becomes inexplicably normal.

Liu Yuzhen did not refuse to be on the same stage with Du Guifan, but he only refused to sing the Peony Pavilion on the same stage.

At the beginning, Du Guifan often looked forward to it, and even asked, but Liu Yuzhen always avoided answering.After that, she kept silent and didn't continue to ask each other, but she gradually became thinner.

Flash forward two years.

The Shuangqing class became more and more popular, and even received a post from the master of the state government, naming Liu Yuzhen and Du Guifan's "Peony Pavilion".No one dared to refuse this time.

A few days before the performance, according to the rules, the two protagonists always get together and play against each other.What's more, I haven't acted in almost two years, and I'm always afraid of unfamiliarity.

At this time, Liu Yuzhen had promised the qin master to be his wife, and braided her hair.

Married years ago.Just like what she thought when she was young, she didn't want to become a dragon and a phoenix through singing, not to mention that the officials and lords are much less interested in married women, and even though the luthier is not very good, she is a reliable lifelong entrustment People, they decided to marry.

Du Guifan looked at her with a little interest.

The master leaned lazily on the grand master's chair, squinted his eyes and said, "Fourteen can't keep up the energy! Then let's dress up. Dress up more formally, so that you can wake up your spirits."

Liu Yuzhen trembled, and looked sideways, and sure enough, Du Guifan's eyes lit up.

From the moment she entered the back room and put on her makeup, Du Guifan's eyes always made her very uncomfortable.When the startling dream is folded, it becomes more and more weird and blurred.In the middle of singing the word "晚" in the line "I will wait for you to endure the warmth and sleep for a long time", Liu Mengmei, standing behind Du Liniang, should take away the fingers lightly resting on her shoulders, and then look at each other and slowly step back a few times. Step closer.

Du Guifan didn't take his hand away.

Liu Yuzhen waited once or twice but there was no movement, so she turned to look at her in surprise, and was momentarily stunned.

In the depths of her eyes, a faint fire ignited, like bright or dark, happy or sad, gloomy like the mist in the swamp, suddenly pulled her heart tight like a hook, so tight that it was difficult to breathe.

Liu Yuzhen took a breath and was about to turn around and get away, but Du Guifan's eyes suddenly sparkled, and he bent down with his fingertips and grabbed her shoulders tightly.

Liu Yuzhen was really frightened by this look, unable to break free, he used half of his body strength and finally got away, and slapped her in panic.

Du Guifan was stunned.

Liu Yuzhen came back to her senses, only to realize that she was reckless, hurriedly stepped forward to see if her cheek was hurt, and called her in a voice: "Fourteen, fourteen!"

Du Guifan tilted the corner of his lips that was not hit, and looked creepy, "I'm not fourteen."

Liu Yuzhen was a little angry when he heard the words: "Yes, you are no longer fourteen, your name is Du Guifan."

"I'm not Du Guifan.

I'm Liu Mengmei. "

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nine

Liu Yuzhen didn't want to play "The Peony Pavilion" with her, Du Guifan could tell.She didn't even want to play against her again.

Two days before the performance, Du Guifan lay down on the dirt floor in the yard all night.It was late autumn at that time, and the night was frighteningly cold and wet.

As expected, Du Guifan caught a severe cold, and his voice was so hoarse that it was difficult for him to speak a complete sentence.

The post by the master of the state government who names names is not for pretending to be ill and then changing people. You must be really ill, and you must be so ill that you can’t go on stage;

Liu Mengmei asked another student from Shuangqing class to act.Seeing the complicated look on Liu Yuzhen's back, Du Guifan just remained silent.

On the day of the performance, the master ordered her to be locked in the room, and she was not allowed to watch it.Du Guifan knew that the master did this for her own good, so he lay down covered in the quilt.

She was so sick that she was drowsy and confused, she had a splitting headache, she closed her eyes and wanted to sleep, but she couldn't sleep for the rest of her life.Half-dream and half-awake, black and white and color blend together, and the clear sound of the flute is faintly heard in the ear.

Together with the tune, it means that she is going to go into the yard for a spring outing.

The corners of Du Guifan's dry mouth opened slightly, as if he saw her and her maid Chunxiang looking around at the rainy wind, the misty painting boat, and the cuckoo peony in the yard. live lively.

Tired from swimming, she went back to the house and sat down before the case.Chunxiang walked away, she was thinking, and gradually lamented the beauty of spring.The love of spring is hard to let go, and there is a quiet resentment, where can I say my heartfelt love?Leaning against the table, I feel sorry for myself.

this girl.The corners of Du Guifan's eyes and brows became tender.

She sighed for a while, then sat down again, perhaps she was tired, and Zhi Yi leaned on the table and fell asleep.

I'm coming.Du Guifan said in his heart.

Suddenly opened his eyes.Why am I still lying here? !Meeting her in a dream, how could I miss the wedding date?

He sat up trembling, lifted the quilt and ran outside.The door was locked and could not be opened.Du Guifan was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead, he turned around and went to climb the window.

The firewood clerk guarding the door was squatting on the threshold and dozing off, when he heard the noise, he turned his head and saw Du Guifan falling from the window and crawling a few steps.The chaifang clerk was taken aback and wanted to pull her.

Du Guifan threw him away vigorously, and Fei Ye seemed to stagger and run forward.

Her steps were extremely shallow, she stumbled and fell three or five somersaults, but she ran so fast, as if someone was chasing her to kill her.The chaifang clerk ran after him, but couldn't catch up.

It's still too late, the dream has already begun.

Du Guifan stood dumbly behind the audience as if he had been struck by lightning. On the stage not far away, Liu Mengmei had already walked out holding a willow branch.

Her chest seemed to be pounded fiercely by a drumstick, but her throat was so tight that she couldn't make a sound.

Her Du Liniang, the Du Liniang who knows every expression and movement is engraved on the tip of her heart, the person in her dream is Liu Mengmei, how can she dream of someone else?

That Liu Mengmei, he is not!He's not Liu Mengmei, he's a fake!He is impersonating me!

Du Guifan's eyes were staring so bloody, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the spot.

She was like that, opening her mouth in horror, watching the scholar Liu Mengmei tease her with words, she hid her face in shame, couldn't help but peek at him, her face was full of peach blossoms.The scholar then took her water sleeve, turned around to the peony fence, and stood close to the lake, mountain and stone.

Du Guifan pinched his hand to bleed out.She knows what the next sentence is.

And you loosen the collar button and wear a wide belt.

Liu Mengmei laughed ripplingly on the stage, the word "collar" hadn't been sung yet