Old Movies of the Republic of China II

"Senior brother?!" Qinghe said in surprise, "Why are you here?"

A mocking expression appeared on Dan Lang's pretty face: "What about you, why are you here?"

Qinghe was at a loss for words, and said for a while: "Two years ago, I was bought by the young master, so..."

Dan Lang's eyes flickered, and he said, "Look at you, you are doing well, Xiao Qinghe."

"...Well. Brother, how about you?"

Dan Lang took a puff of cigarette, and smiled casually: "Is there anything good about me, I can't compare with you anyway. Xiao Qinghe, brother, I want to ask you, did the owner of this mansion buy yours?" Who?"

Qing He shook her head: "No, it's not."

"Ok?"

Qing He said: "We are only staying here temporarily."

Dan Lang flicked the hair beside his ear, approached him, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Qinghe, tell senior brother, where have you been these two years? Have you ever thought about coming back?"

Qinghe's eyes turned red, she nodded and said, "I thought about it. When I just went, I thought about coming back every day."

Dan Lang pinched his earlobe, and suddenly laughed: "Why do you still cry so much? I remember when I was a child, I liked to tease you the most. If you tease with certainty, you will definitely cry."

Qing He turned her head away in embarrassment, "Brother, don't laugh at me."

Unlike his weak temperament, Dan Lang is more powerful. When he was a child, the older children in the theater troupe did not dare to bully him, which made Qinghe very envious.

"Okay, I'm going down," Dan Lang said, "This is brother's phone number, when you are free, call me."

He handed over a note.

Qinghe nodded obediently.

Dan Lang walked down the stairs, blending into the crowd of lively people who were playing, and even glanced in his direction, with an expression on his face that could not tell whether it was indifference or envy.

Qinghe closed the door, but the laughter still came from downstairs. He listened for a while, but there were no voices from the young master and senior brother, only the voices of a few strange men and the sharp laughter of a woman.

Why is brother here?

Song Yinzhe said that his friend was Dan Lang whom he met in the dance hall. His brother was obviously bought by someone back then, so how could he end up in such a place?

Qinghe couldn't understand it.

He put the note given by his brother in a German book.

Back then in the theater troupe, the person he admired most was his senior brother.Different from his weak temperament, senior brother has a very bright personality, he can become friends with anyone, even the rich businessman who bought him in the end was chosen by himself.

When Qing He said that he would not see him, it might not mean that he was a bit cowardly.

Zhang Zheng went upstairs drunk, all the rooms in the mansion were full of guests, Qing He carefully went to the kitchen to mix a glass of warm honey water, and helped Zhang Zheng to feed him to drink.

After taking a few sips, Zhang Zheng pushed the cup away impatiently, and said vaguely, "Xiaohe Miaoer, here you go, take off your clothes."

Qinghe was originally very thin, but Zhang Zheng's body that he had trained in the martial arts hall and the military camp did not look strong, but it was of real material. Qinghe almost used all his strength to get it His clothes come off.

Zhang Zheng let out a deep breath, pressed Qing He into his arms with his hot hands, and said, "Sleep with Master."

Qing He remained motionless, and asked in a low voice, "Young Master...Zheng, do you want to vomit?"

Zhang Zheng patted him on the back, fell asleep without saying a word.

The next day Qinghe woke up very early, but Zhang Zheng didn't open his eyes, so he didn't get out of bed, but lay on the side, looking at Zhang Zheng's sleeping face.

He had never seen the rich businessman who bought the senior brother back then, but other people in the troupe said that the man was tall and burly, and he seemed to be very nice and considerate to the senior brother.

No matter what the senior brother has experienced in these years, it seems that he is no longer with the wealthy businessman.

What about him and Zhang Zheng?

Zhang Zheng always said that he would love himself forever, but how long is this "lifetime"?

Zhang Zheng opened his eyes and saw a pair of big watery eyes looking at him amidst the headache, "Qinghe?"

He cleared his throat and said, "Press my head, it really hurts."

Qing He knelt on the bed, carefully rubbing his temples.

"Young master, who were the people at home last night? They look scary."

"A bunch of bastards, don't worry about them." Zhang Zheng lay on the pillow and said lazily, "Work harder."

"Ah."

Qing He responded.

Zhang Zheng said unhappily: "I'm a major general, and I have to drink with these grandchildren, what the hell!"

Qing He pressed his head for a long time, Zhang Zheng closed his eyes, and said: "You ask someone to bring breakfast to the room, they don't know if they are leaving now, a bunch of people who have no brains but only dicks , I don’t want them to touch you.”

Last night, when Qinghe came back from the outside, someone said some nonsense, if he didn't remember the burden on himself and the jokes made by someone next to him, he would have almost turned his face.

"Fuck!" Zhang Zheng cursed, and said, "I'll sleep a little longer."

Qinghe pulls the quilt for him.