After something like Walter happened, Su Wenli's plan to have a wedding with Ye Jun in the church had to fall through.However, after a year of marriage, the two went to Peking together to continue their studies.

Over the years, with the rectification and enlightenment, the reputation of the actors has improved a lot, and Xie Zhen didn't shy away from these things, so when Ye Ge was in a good mood, he would go to the Fuyue Troupe to sing a few small plays on stage.Still in the Liuxiang Pavilion, Xie Zhen could still be seen sitting under the stage as soon as he looked up.

It was winter again in a blink of an eye, and when the evening approached, the sky was covered with dark clouds.

The sound of gongs and drums started and stopped. Ye Ge happened to accompany Xie Zhen to the banquet at noon. After drinking two glasses of wine, he couldn't hold back his excitement. Hold down.

The round bead strings followed the light golden tassels and slid across Ye Ge's powdered face. Xie Zhen stretched out his hand to push it away for him, and then kissed lightly on the vermilion lips: "Singing for so long!" , aren't you tired?"

Ye Ge leaned on his shoulder and shook her head, smiling lazily, "I'm not tired, I still want to sing to my husband."

"But Mr. Singing again will feel bad." Xie Zhen also smiled softly, then hugged Ye Ge to the vanity mirror in the backstage, and took out the makeup remover skillfully: "I still want to sing Let's come back tomorrow, today Not allowed."

"Besides, the weather outside is not good, and the road will be difficult to walk when it snows. Pigeon is obedient."

"Come back tomorrow, sir, you have to keep your word." Ye Ge muttered, but raised her face obediently, so that Xie Zhen could wipe off the ink on his face.He likes to sing, but he likes to be with Xie Zhen even more, so he will be happy no matter what he does.

The heavy makeup was removed, revealing the pretty eyebrows and eyes of the little pigeon. The childishness of the teenage years faded away, and a little mature taste was brought on, but it was still as pure as before.

Xie Zhen looked down, and finally couldn't help but kissed his forehead again, and said with a smile: "When I say something, never forget it."

When the two of them finished taking off their makeup and changed into winter clothes backstage again, there were already snowflakes in the sky.

Ye Ge retracted her chin into her fur collar because of the cold, but she couldn't help reaching out to catch the snow flakes to play with. Until she was hugged by Xie Zhen and got into the car, she still stared at the heavy snow outside the window, thinking How can I coax my husband to agree to let him come out to play more.

How could Xie Zhen fail to see his careful thinking, and he had already kept back.The two had just returned to Xiao Xie's house, and before Ye Ge could speak, he took out the letter from Ye Jun and Su Wenli from his briefcase.

Ye Ge's eyes suddenly brightened, she really forgot to play with the snow, and turned around to pester Xie Zhen to read the letter.

The letter didn't say anything important. After asking Ye Ge and the others, they talked about when they would return to Cangcheng for the New Year this year.In addition, a palm-sized postcard is also included in the envelope.

Ye Ge's attention was immediately attracted. The postcard showed a street. Although it was black and white, you could still imagine the bustle of the street. palace wall.

Ye Ge held up the postcard and looked at it again and again, then moved to Xie Zhen's side, put his arm around him and asked, "Sir, is this above Peking?"

Xie Zhen touted his glasses, looked down at the postcard in Ye Ge's hand, and his eyes froze slightly.

The scene above is a bit unfamiliar to him, but after a closer look, he can still see some shadows of the old days.In those unspeakable old years, he passed by there countless times.It's just that at that time, his heart was always heavy with various tricks and haze, after all, he didn't pay much attention to the scenery.

Facing this street scene now, and recalling the past, Xie Zhen thought that he would feel resentful and heavy, but... he didn't.

What was left in his heart was only a bit of unspeakable emotion. It turned out that so many years had passed.

Xie Zhen turned her head and looked at Ye Ge's smile, which was clean and clear, and gave him another layer of gentle warmth.He finally embraced Ye Ge's shoulders, held the postcard with him, nodded and said, "This is Beiping... When I was there, I called Beijing."

After hearing this, Ye Ge rubbed Xie Zhen's arm and continued to ask, "Isn't Beiping City very big and lively?"

"Yes," Xie Zhen closed his eyes slightly, and followed Ye Ge's words to recall the past: "Peking is very big, much bigger than our Cangcheng, and much more lively."

Ye Ge blinked and continued to ask: "Are there many theaters and stages in Beiping?"

Xie Zhen nodded, touched Ye Ge's soft temples and said, "There are many. In the last few years of the previous dynasty, people both inside and outside the palace liked to listen to operas. There is an entire street in Beiping full of theaters."

"Then..." Ye Ge put down the postcard, turned her eyes slightly and asked softly, "Are there many tricks they sing, okay?"

Xie Zhen laughed again, dissipated some accumulated thoughts, hugged Ye Ge and said: "Although they sing a lot of tricks, they are not as good as the pigeons. If the pigeons learn those songs, they must be better than them." They sang well."

"Sir, coax me." Ye Ge murmured, but she still bent her mouth and buried her head in front of Xie Zhen.Not long after, I couldn't help picking up the postcard again, and while looking at it, I continued to ask Xie Zhen what he had seen in Beiping.

"Ge'er, may I take you over there to have a look?" Suddenly, Xie Zhen kissed Ye Ge's side face and suggested.

Ye Ge was stunned for a moment, since he was sold into the Fuyue class when he was young, he has hardly even been out of Cangcheng, let alone a place as far away as Peiping.

Xie Zhen put his arms around him and continued: "Peking is very prosperous, with many beautiful scenery and novel gadgets. There are big theaters, cathedrals... Let me take you to see it, okay?"

Ye Ge kept listening to Xie Zhen describe Beiping to him. A city he had never been to gradually took shape in his heart.

He nodded, sniffing the slightly bitter fragrance on Xie Zhen's body, and said expectantly: "Okay, sir, take me there, take me to have a good look there."

Look at the palace wall theater that Mr. said, and look at the place where Mr....has lived for many years.

That night, Xie Zhen asked Cheng Liu to book a train ticket to the north, and before falling asleep, watching the snow shadow reflected on the bed curtain, Ye Ge huddled in Xie Zhen's arms, and pestered him to tell the story of what happened in Beiping in the past.

It was late at night, Xie Zhen looked tenderly at Ye Ge, who was finally asleep in his arms, and silently kissed the corner of his slightly raised lips.

His little pigeon must be having a wonderful dream. In the dream, they boarded the train going north, walked along the endless railway tracks, and traveled far away through the heavy snow...

The author has something to say: the last episode is over, and for the first time, I really feel sad.

Perhaps thinking that their story is still going on, Gu Gu and her husband went to Peiping, and they will encounter many strange things. After many years, the descendants of the Xie family can still find the old yellowed photos. They are downstairs in the big theater. group photo……

It is really satisfying to be able to write so far.

To be honest, the data in this article is really not very good. Every time it is listed, it is almost at the bottom. Later, emmmmm, it is not even on the list~

But when I write, especially when I write coo, I am full of energy. I am probably more suitable for silly and sweet articles. Every day when I see everyone leaving comments, I am very happy~ I think that there will probably be no new comments starting tomorrow. I'm really not used to it. Next, it's about the story of the little flower demon and the ruthless way. I have heard everyone's opinions and changed the name to "The Begonia Cake of the Ruthless Way". Here, let's bookmark it~~

What's more, what's around the neck, it's called a duck under the Yinxue window, but there are not many people, and occasionally there are cats or something, anyway, there will be no things with four wheels hhhhhhh

Finally, I would like to thank everyone for accompanying me to finish writing the story of Gu Gu and Mr., and I hope to see familiar people in the next article~

"The Ruthless Begonia Cake"

The story of the ancient monster catching unit, the little sweet cake ~ It is expected to open in late May before the ruthless road and the real fragrance attack x Begonia monster beauty is subject to the sweet eight treasures of the hibiscus cake, and the pine nuts are crispy and honey-like. The shopkeeper, Tang Sheng, is even more charming, loves to laugh, and has a wonderful skill. He has become the dream man of many spring ladies at once.

But what's the use of this?

Tang Sheng raised the corners of his lips, lifted a ruthless chin with one hand, and asked with a sneer, "When will you dream of me?"

At first someone told Li Bizhi that there was a pastry shop next to the Demon Slayer, but he just shook his head indifferently: "Don't be greedy for food and drink."

Later, after going to kiss him a few times, he was still able to stick to the Dao: "But the taste is slightly better."

When he entered the shopkeeper's red gauze tent one day, when others asked about it, he could only say: "Very fragrant."

Tang Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Sweet, what smells good? Cakes?"

Li Bizhi blushed: "...you."

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