Fusheng Chronicle

Some people are indelible in the long memory.

They are like ancient objects, obsessed with the remaining world, with the last bit of memory, wanting to seek an end in countless reincarnations.

If an extreme representative is found among such characters, Zhou Shengxiao may immediately think of Boss Duan.

Duan Yi, a famous actor in the Republic of China Liyuan who was well-known in the capital at that time.

"Good morning, Boss Duan."

Zhou Shengxiao raised the black curtain, leaned forward and came out of the inner room.The sound of the leather shoes rubbing against the ground sounded strange and strange, but there was a hint of unreal beauty in it.

He walked to the fourth grid of the third row of wooden frames, leaned over and took out the white jade turning heart lotus seed vase.

[what's the matter? 】Duan Yi's voice is still cold.

Zhou Shengxiao smiled, and that slightly indifferent face instantly became vivid, with a unparalleled charm.

"A few days ago you complained to me that you wanted to go to the theater, but today you are free, so I granted your wish."

All the wishes of the souls of these parasitic ancient relics have always been fulfilled by Zhou Shengxiao.He is not obliged to do these chores, but to find something new in his long life and chat to get by.

Sometimes it's too lonely, even the most boring things in this world can make people feel very interesting.

Many years ago, Zhou Shengxiao also often watched two plays. He was afraid that only emperors and empresses could enjoy the big roles in the palace.

But no matter how good a show is, after watching a hundred or eight thousand shows, you will eventually get tired.That kind of interest will fade into plainness in time, just as simple as long-accumulated dust being blown away suddenly by a gust of wind.

It's rare for Boss Duan to be so excited and nervous: [What play? 】

Zhou Shengxiao shook his head, took out a piece of satin white cloth and wiped Boss Duan's body: "Boss Duan, you haven't been out for decades, and the world has changed a lot. Even the Beijing opera you loved the most back then is not much now. People want to see it."

【impossible! 】Boss Duan died in his best Mood for Love, stubbornly believing in the glory of that time.As soon as he appeared on the stage, the house was full of applause, the crowd was surging, and even the most famous big shots begged to listen to his play.

"Living in this world, what is impossible? Boss Duan, just accept your fate, get out of this jade bottle as soon as possible, go to the underworld for reincarnation, and sing a song to the king of hell, and you will be reincarnated to enjoy a lifetime of wealth."

Among all the souls in this fusheng shop, most of them stubbornly survive in the world for a long time, and most of them are related to love, entanglement, past grievances and grievances.But Boss Duan is an outlier among them, he is a drama idiot, he doesn't want to reincarnate, just because he doesn't want to forget.

Boss Duan said that he would rather die in the west than drink a bowl of Mengpo soup and forget how to speak a Kunqiang.

Zhou Shengxiao didn't have that leisure time and was too lazy to listen to Duan Yi Chengri yelling about his past. He occasionally thought of him, so he took him out of the antique pile and let him sing a few songs to enjoy himself.

Most of the time, Boss Duan sings a play that no one can hear, and is extremely lonely and miserable.

Zhou Shengxiao took out two tickets: "The theater troupe from Beijing came here to perform, and I made an appointment to see it. I reckon that the singing must not be good, so please stop shouting at that time, I'm afraid I'll hurt you Tossed to the ground."

【take me. 】

"Definitely."

Today is weekend, Xu Yanbao went out to play basketball with someone.Zhou Shengxiao found a white shirt and black trousers from the closet, and stood in front of the mirror to take care of his appearance.

If we say that the biggest difference between him and ordinary people is his pale complexion.It is so white that it is not human, almost transparent, as if it will disappear with the wind when it blows.He has excellent facial features, upright, clean and refreshing. Although he has short hair cut, he does not have the classical charm of long hair, but he is also handsome and handsome in a different way.

[Can you hurry up? ] Boss Duan is getting impatient.

Zhou Shengxiao slowly applied some face cream to make his face look more rosy, and took out his mobile phone to call Li Xiao.

"Hello? Professor Li, I made an appointment with you to watch a play the day before yesterday. Will you have time to come out later?"

"I'm sorry, Professor Zhou, I'm really sorry. Something happened to my family, and I have to rush over to accompany them. How about I contact Professor Miao and ask him to accompany you to the show?"

Zhou Shengxiao's delicate and good-looking fingers clamped the phone, he responded casually, and hung up the phone.I accidentally saw myself in the mirror, fair skin and red lips, alluring and ghostly.

As he grows older, his appearance looks younger.

When Zhou Shengxiao arrived at the entrance of the theater, he saw a familiar figure.

Miao Changfeng was wearing a royal blue suit and tie, and some hairspray on his hair.I have to say that he is quite suitable for this kind of retro big back. It looks like he has returned to the Republic of China, just like the young master of the Miao family who had a straight back and was wearing a military uniform.

Zhou Shengxiao walked around deliberately in front of Miao Changfeng, strolled slowly, and waited for Miao Changfeng to call him.

Sure enough, I saw Miao Changfeng walking towards him, with a faint look of anger between his brows: "Do you know how long I have been waiting for you? A full hour!"

Zhou Shengxiao held a jade bottle wrapped in a black cloth in his hand, and said in an unhurried tone, "I came on time. Professor Li should have told you the opening time when he called you."

Miao Changfeng was taken aback, and he recalled that it was indeed so.Knowing that he was wrong, he glanced at the big object in Zhou Shengxiao's hand, and asked, "What's in your hand?"

Zhou Shengxiao raised his eyes to look at him, and after a closer look, he found the dark blue in Miao Changfeng's eyes.This is probably the dark circles under the eyes, something that only looks like a human being.For him, dark circles are rare.

"A little gadget is nothing to worry about."

Zhou Shengxiao put a ticket into Miao Changfeng's hand and walked towards the gate of the theater.In fact, it's really weird for two big men to watch a show, especially watching Peking Opera, a kind of drama that young people will never like.

Miao Changfeng followed behind him, holding the ticket in his palm, soaking the thin paper with sweat.

Miao Changfeng thought of the repeated nightmares these days, and the protagonist was always a young man in a black robe.He knew from the bottom of his heart that this young man must be Zhou Shengxiao, and he had only seen a man wearing a black robe with a fringe at Fu Sheng Shop when he was so old.

The dream is very weird. In the bizarre dreams, there are ancient scenes and modern ones.The vividness of the picture made Miao Changfeng couldn't help admiring his own imagination, as if what he dreamed was something that actually happened.

And in the dream, Miao Changfeng found that he was bitterly in love with Zhou Shengxiao.As the saying goes, you think about it every day and dream at night, but he has only met this person a few times, and he is a colleague, so why did he have such strange thoughts?

Miao Changfeng has never loved anyone, no matter male or female.

However, in the dream, he vividly saw himself trying to seduce Zhou Shengxiao with all his might.The worst time, Zhou Shengxiao was given medicine, but it didn't work. Instead, he rolled/screamed on the bed because of the medicine's properties, and he shamelessly picked/touched his body with his fingers.

Zhou Shengxiao was sitting next to him, drinking a cup of tea, looking at this live/spring/gong scene with a smile on his face, a little indifferent.

Recalling Chun/Menglai, Miao Changfeng blushed.He has hardly even committed suicide, how could he dream of such an unbearable scene.Then look at Zhou Shengxiao who was walking in front of him, with long legs and a long body, he was as handsome as a star on TV, and his demeanor was quite extraordinary.

After checking the tickets, I walked into the theater and waited for a long time before the opening began.

Today is "Romance of the West Chamber", several dan roles are graceful and graceful, with phoenix clothes and rosy crowns, so beautiful.But in this day and age, the group of people who put on makeup and paint on the stage are just like playing monkeys to increase the number of jokes.

The woman's shrill voice was extremely piercing, and she sang hard. The elderly audience in the audience couldn't tell whether it was lame or not, and they just kept cheering and applauding, trying to make it lively.

Boss Duan said he didn't know how to yell, but he couldn't change his vitriolic habit.He desperately criticized the actors on the stage, not sure if it was because of jealousy.

He has no chance to perform on stage, but an unpopular woman can win people's applause.

Miao Changfeng didn't like to read these things, and he didn't sleep well at night, so he lowered his eyelids and fell asleep unknowingly.His head rested on Zhou Shengxiao's shoulders, his eyelashes cast a shadow, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Zhou Shengxiao stroked the jade bottle and softly comforted him, but it was inconvenient to wake Miao Changfeng up.Hearing this play, he felt as melancholy as Boss Duan.

Miao Changfeng fell into a long dream again.

It wasn't until the end of the song that Zhou Shengxiao called his name that Miao Changfeng woke up suddenly.

The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was Wushuang's face. He stared at it bewilderedly, and suddenly realized that the person he loved was Zhou Shengxiao's appearance.

In the dream, he loved Zhou Shengxiao so affectionately and vigorously.So much so that when he woke up, he couldn't restrain his throbbing.

Do not know why.

Zhou Shengxiao didn't notice it, he got up, saw that Miao Changfeng was still in a daze, and wanted to pat him, but suddenly remembered this person's cleanliness, and withdrew his hand.

"I go first."

After leaving these words, he left lightly, like the handsome young man in black in a dream.

The author has something to say:

Love you forever, okay?

I want to describe Boss Zhou as an ultimate male god~~