Looking at Pearl Rolling Blinds from afar

"Sealing the Box".Afterwards, all the theaters were closed, and so was the Shen Family Tea House, which meant that all Beijingers would not be able to see any Beijing operas until the first day of the Lunar New Year.I don't care anymore, it's time to celebrate the New Year, it's time to set off firecrackers, I just feel a little uncomfortable when I'm laughing.

After the first day of junior high school, all the theaters opened to sing operas.During the first month of the lunar year, my family held several church meetings.Shang Junqiu came to the church meeting on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.He greeted my parents warmly, my father called me over, I forced my legs to walk over, and then greeted me coldly.Seeing my appearance, my father suddenly felt a little strange, "What's the matter, aren't you all very nice?"

"Uncle, there is a little misunderstanding between us."

"If you have anything to say, just open up and say it."

"I'll go back and explain to him." Before Shang Junqiu finished speaking, I had already walked away.

The hall meetings in the first month are usually for celebration, and most of the operas sung are auspicious operas, such as "Heavenly Official's Blessing", "Zhao Yan Qiushou", and "Eight Hundred and Eight Years" are all classic songs in the hall.But Shang Junqiu added "The Romance of the West Chamber" that day-this play was my favorite before.

Hearing the familiar rhythm, I couldn't help but listen to it while hiding in the study.

"But seeing her face wet with tears, the pale pear blossoms,

But I saw that she was sad and lost her light willow waist.

It is rare for her to weep blood Cao Exiao,

What are you talking about Xizijiao?

I'm also Yan Qin's death early,

The heartbroken man comforts this poor Xiao..."

The lyrics of the play are meticulous and the voice is in the heart. I know that he sang this play for me.

I pushed open the door and came to the temporary stage in the yard.He glanced at me, and there was an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.My heart pounded again, it felt like meeting him outside the city for the first time.

After singing, Shang Junqiu came to my room.He looked at me, I looked at him, and smiled slightly together.

He took off his headdress, put it on the table, and sat across from me, "I'm to blame for what happened last time. I later heard from Boss Sun that those people were all canvassers."

I smiled and waved my hand and said, "Actually, you are right. You are wrong about this era. We will not talk about it today."

He took the script of "Zhulianzhai" from my hand and looked at it and said, "This is it?"

"Just look around, besides Romance of the West Chamber, this play is my favorite."

He smiled, "After the first month, shall we line up?"

"With my little ability, I will never be on stage in this life. You should believe Mr. Wang's words."

"If you want to sing, I'll sing with you when the theater closes at night."

"That's an idea, then tomorrow. You call Chen Dazhuang, I will play Li Keyong, let him play my son, and you come to the two empresses."

The next day, Shang Junqiu really came, and his father was very happy.I handed over a handful of erhu and said, "Please help me, let's sing "Zhulian Village"."

My father fully agreed, after all, listening to Shang Junqiu's play at this time is not as easy as it used to be, not to mention that it was me who played with him.

Sure enough, Chen Dazhuang lived up to our cultivation, and he learned to knock clappers not long after he went to the opera troupe.Therefore, when it is not his turn to sing, he can still tap on the clapper to bring rhythm.

Although my singing skills are relatively poor, but my self-feeling is not bad.And Shang Junqiu is a famous actor. When his light shines on the stage, I am the one closest to him. Apart from the previous practice, this is probably our first cooperation.I like the feeling of singing, and I prefer the feeling of singing with Shang Junqiu.Sometimes, I also think, if there is such a world like this stage, where there are only the two of us, no smoke, no noise, no complaints, it would really be a crazy thing.However, later on, I thought that this kind of world must be the one that was buried after death, but it didn't matter.If we can die together, that would be a good thing, because I believe that people have ghosts.

After singing for several days, we reconciled as before.But I didn't want to continue singing any more. I found that every time he came to the teahouse, he was already tired. After singing for a whole day, I thought what he needed was a rest.For me, he has done what he should do.Later, I asked him to leave the troupe and go back to rest directly.As for me, if I want to see a play, I should just go to the theater.Life is the same, and I will never tire of it.

After the first lunar month, the theaters and teahouses in Beiping City returned to their former appearance, with newspapers and water signs, and they were often full at night.Shang Junqiu's Chunxi troupe has released their own new plays, one is "Chen Yuanyuan" and the other is "Yin Yang River". The leading role in both plays is Shang Junqiu.

"Chen Yuanyuan" is a pornographic play, and "Yin Yang River" is a strange play.Of course, there is no need to say more about Chen Yuanyuan's story, but this "Yin Yang River" is a fresh and strange play, and it is also a ghost show.Among them, the most beautiful and strange scene is that Shang Junqiu pretends to be the dead Li Guilian wading in the Yinyang River. At that time, all the lights are out, and Li Guilian is playing around with the barrel lanterns with candles.Accompanied by Shang Junqiu's original soul step, the barrel lamp swayed, flickering, as if in a haunted world.Every time the show comes here, there is thunderous applause from the audience.

It was such a wonderful "Yin Yang River" that almost killed someone later.That night, in order to create a better stage effect, Shang Junqiu switched the barrel of lights back and forth. The trembling lights flew up and down, and there was another applause from the audience.However, during a violent swing, the flame of the candle ignited the "ghost hair" made of white paper strips hanging on his head.In an instant, a fire erupted on the stage, and with Shang Junqiu's howl, the whole theater was in chaos.

Seeing this, I jumped off the tea house as if flying, got through the crowded crowd, and rushed straight to the stage.At this time, a few people came backstage to help put out the fire.

Seeing the pain on Shang Junqiu's face, my heart is bleeding.With red eyes, I tore at Shang Junqiu's burning hair, ignoring that the flames also burned my hands so painfully.

Soon, the fire was put out.Accompanied by a strong smell of burning, I looked at Shang Junqiu's face with tears in my eyes, each piece was already burnt red. "Hurry up and find a car, he's going to the hospital." I yelled at the crowd, then picked up Shang Junqiu, and strode out of the theater building.

In Peking Union Medical College Hospital, after sending away the head teacher and steward of Chunxi class, I stayed by Shang Junqiu's bedside alone.His head was covered with bandages, and his beauty was shattered in an instant, just like my state of mind at that time.He was hurt and so was I.

After half a day and night of panic, Shang Junqiu was lying quietly on the bed at this time, with a trace of blood on his chapped lips. I took out a handkerchief from my pocket, dipped it in some water, and gently wiped it on his face. Dab it on your lips a few times.The doctor said he was only slightly burned, but a minor injury is an injury, and the fire almost killed him, and it almost killed me.

I looked at him quietly, weeping silently.

For a long time, Shang Junqiu couldn't sing anymore. In order to recover his health, I forcibly took him back to my house after he was discharged from the hospital, and he lived in the original wing.In my subconscious, it will always be his home.

Later, when I asked him why he raised the barrel lamp so high, he said that it was just that he was too devoted to singing, and I said that your singing is good enough, and even the troupe in the whole city of Beiping can’t pick the second best. Individuals can sing "Yin Yang River".He said it was just to get a lot of money, and all opera singers liked it.He also said that I should understand, but I just don't understand, I don't want him to risk his life just to please others, in that case, both of us will lose.I have always been very clear about emotional accounts.

Chapter 11

A month later, Shang Junqiu had almost recovered, but there was a small scar on his forehead near the hairline, which was almost invisible if you didn't look carefully.Seeing that he was almost recovered, he started to practice again, and then moved back not long after.

I asked him why he insisted on moving back, and he said, "It's a comfortable place to live alone."

I said jokingly, "I'll move in and live with you."

He looked at me, pointed to my nose and said, "Look at your cowardly look, who dares to take you."

"If you don't want it, no one in the world will dare to want it."

"Don't make such jokes anymore, you should get married quickly, find a sister-in-law who is like you, and give birth to a few fat children. Then, I can sing for all of you."

I smiled and said, "I just like listening to you sing by yourself."

After this catastrophe, we all cherish the time in front of us even more.Who knows what will happen in the future?This time it was a fire, so will it happen next time?In this age of war and chaos, who can keep their own eternal peace?I hinted several times to let him accept me, but he refused all of them.So much later, I couldn't figure out what he was thinking.Maybe, he will find a woman, but I can't see the slightest shadow.I am glad for this, if the person in his heart is really mine, I will be willing to stay by his side forever.But if he doesn't say it, I can't see through it.I can't see through him, and I can't see through that future.

I have always been deeply in love with Shang Junqiu, but this is just a secret between the two of us. I have never told anyone except him, because it is indeed not a particularly glorious thing.Men are to men, even 20 years after the overthrow of the Qing Dynasty, no one will accept it, because this is not a serious idea at all.

If no one cares, I can just let myself go.Unfortunately, I am not that kind of person. There are many people who care about me. My grandfather, father, mother, and even my uncle will remind me from time to time.I still disdain this, because I feel that I am still young, but my father doesn't think so, because in the 21st year of the Republic of China, I was already 24 years old.Although I have two elder brothers above me, my father still takes it for granted that I should contribute to the succession of the Shen family.

Every time he talked about this with Shang Junqiu, he would smile embarrassingly.I said, "I want to elope with you." Hearing this, he immediately said disdainfully, "You're getting worse and worse as a teahouse guy."

Although he never promised me in words, I feel that he is no longer disgusted with the feelings between men like before.In the past, whenever I said this, he immediately blew up, but now, he can actually joke with me.I think we've made some progress, it's just too slow.Thinking of Tangzi, who can cook raw rice when they meet each other, I think people who play with emotions are still a bit ignorant.But I am so willing to indulge in it, between love and hate, I live very tired, it is not lonely at all.

After rejecting the family's blind date request several times, my father finally got angry. He said he didn't know what was going on in my head all day. I said I just didn't want to get married. Shit, if you don't get married again, I will kick you out of this house directly." I didn't dare to reply, but actually, I would rather he kicked me out of this house.Because I heard a fortune-teller say that a lucky person like me will never be homeless. In this way, when one door is closed, another door is opened.

Finally one day, my father took me to a teahouse for a blind date with a wooden board in his hand. I looked at him with resentment, and stepped into that threshold with 1 reluctances.

My father told me that the one who came to the teahouse for a blind date this time was the daughter of an officer, and that he would watch me from the sidelines, and then threatened me sternly that if the blind date failed this time, he would directly find a family to make a marriage. , As for the woman, she didn't even let me take a look.Thinking that my father would leave my fate to God, I suddenly felt the need to talk to the woman on this blind date.

My father said that the person I was on a blind date with was Mo Qiuwen, and she was sitting alone at a table drinking tea leisurely.

I looked at her, walked up to her with a swaying pace, showing a foolish look.I put my hands on the table, moved closer, and said with a smirk, "The girl is so beautiful." Although I was just joking, that girl was indeed pretty, so I It is not an exaggeration to say.

She smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment." Then, she lowered her voice and said, "Can you sit down and talk? My dad is watching."

I was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice, "My dad is also beside me."

She watched me sit down, and poured me a cup of tea pretending to be courteous, "You are Shen Chong?"

"Call me Shen Liancheng, I'm used to it."

She took a sip of her tea and said in a low voice, "You didn't like me, it's okay, I didn't like you either."

"It's interesting what you said."

"I don't like you swingers."

"I don't like you like this either—Miss Mo Qiuwen." After I finished speaking, I looked at her again. She had short ear-length hair and a silk cheongsam. As elegant and dignified as her clothes.

"Little sister, I'm still a student, studying at Tsinghua University."

"Intellectuals. There are so many men and women in the school, why did you come here to go on a blind date?"

"I was also forced to go to Liangshan. Actually, I like a boy in my class, but my father doesn't like him, saying he is poor."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but smile: "Then you didn't bring your boyfriend along on the blind date?"

"Here, he's hiding upstairs, he's afraid of my dad."

I looked upstairs, and not far away, there seemed to be such a guy in a coarse robe looking over here from time to time. "I can't tear you apart, this pair of mandarin ducks. Now, can I go?" I stood up impatiently.

She immediately said anxiously: "Wait, sit down for a while, I have something to discuss with you."

I glanced upstairs again, and sat back a little hesitantly.

"If the blind date doesn't work out this time, maybe where will I take me to the blind date again?"

"What does this have to do with me?"

"We can make a deal. You pretend to be on a blind date, and then stay with me for a while. After I graduate, I will go south with my boyfriend. At that time, my dad will not be able to control us."

"You want to elope?" I looked at her in surprise and said.

"Hush, keep your voice down. I can promise you that I can find a girl in school who is prettier than me. A rich family like you should have someone he likes, so it won't delay you, how about it?"

"Forget it, I have someone I like."

"Then you come?"

"I don't want to come either. My dad asked me to come."

She immediately laughed and said, "Everyone, if this is the case, then let's pretend for half a year."

"You are gone, what should I do?"

"Shen Liancheng, I'm also buying time for you, you should understand. At that time, you really have no choice but to follow us and fly away."

"You girl speaks so frighteningly."

She chuckled, "The beauty of being an adult is also the beauty of oneself, killing two birds with one stone, why not do it?"

"Then what do you want us to do?"

"On weekdays, we drop by every now and then, chat for a while, and we don't know each other when we leave the gate. If the adults insist on getting engaged, let them do it. When the time comes, I will fly away, and it will be regarded as my ruining the marriage." , has no effect on you."

"You intellectuals have a lot of ideas, but I like it."

"make a deal?"

"Deal." After I finished speaking, I called the shop waiter to settle the bill.

Before leaving, I put my head close to her ear and said, "I've heard you, a big girl, talk so much, I can't see you blushing."

"Thick-skinned." She said proudly.

Later, we met twice symbolically. No matter who went to which house, we all pretended to be enthusiastic, as if we were really the young couple.A month later, the two families couldn't wait to make an appointment for us.Mo Qiuwen told me in private that she would find a way to return the betrothal gifts to me, and I smiled and said, "You can keep those things, it's a little congratulatory gift from me."

Unlike ordinary girls, Mo Qiuwen is lively, cheerful, and knowledgeable, with a wide range of insights.When he heard that I like to sing operas, he discussed in private and let me take her and his boyfriend to the theater, because this is not allowed on weekdays.I said what kind of thing is this, bring a girlfriend, and also bring the boyfriend of the girlfriend. When she heard this, she put on a coquettish look and said, "We've already engaged."

Of course, it is still up to me to mention things like watching a play.When it was mentioned for the first time, Mo Qiuwen's father hesitated, but he readily agreed. Later, even if Mo Qiuwen said she was going to the theater, her father didn't care.The two of us are also at ease.

Although I think Mo Qiuwen is a nice girl, her boyfriend is not particularly attractive.He's very rigid and always talking about school stuff that I don't know anything about.But when it comes to the revolution, he has a lot of enthusiasm again. When I am with him, I always have a kind of worry-he always seems to want to attract everyone he knows to go to the front to fight with him.I've seen him in battle, and it's definitely not what he looks like.I told Mo Qiuwen that her boyfriend was a bit dangerous, and she said, "I don't care so much, I just like it." This is quite similar to me.

Chapter 12

Ever since I met Mo Qiuwen, when I go to the box to watch a show, I will pick her up, and she will also pick up her boyfriend, but her boyfriend doesn't like watching movies like her.But it doesn't matter, I can pretend to turn a blind eye to this number of people.So, when setting up the stage, the box is no longer so lonely.

I later talked about Mo Qiuwen with Shang Junqiu. He listened and said with a slight smile: "In this world, men are immoral, why are women also beginning to be immoral?"

"You're the only one still pretending to be serious." I said with a hint of sarcasm.

Later, Shang Junqiu once came to see me in the box wearing makeup, and Mo Qiuwen looked excited when she saw it, and then hugged Shang Junqiu fiercely.I grabbed her and said, "She is a man."

Mo Qiuwen looked at Shang Junqiu hesitantly and said, "It's really pretty, and she sings well, as expected of a famous actor."

"Miss Mo has won the award, and the singers can make a living with this, so there is no such thing as a role." Shang Junqiu said with a smile.

"I drew this face." I said smugly beside me.

Mo Qiuwen looked at me in surprise and said, "When will you draw me a face like this?"

"I only paint him alone." I said.

"He was joking. If the girl likes it, she can ask him to draw. If he doesn't, I will draw for you."

"Great. What should I call you, Mr. Shang, or Second Emperor Niang?"

"Shang Junqiu is fine, everyone is of the same age, so there is no need to be so particular about it."

"Then I'll call you Junqiu. Unexpectedly, I will stand in front of the famous Mr. Shang Junqiu. I will talk about this with my father when I get home." Mo Qiuwen couldn't help but hide her excitement.

"Don't talk about it, don't make troubles about young people. If you like it, just like it." I reminded me.

"Oh, yes, then let's not talk about it." After she finished speaking, she stared at Shang Junqiu for a long time.

I saw this and pushed her, "Your boyfriend is still there, do you want to?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I want it."

After the performance, the four of us left the theater building together.We rented a car, first sent the student "couple" back to school, and then went to Shang Junqiu's residence together.When he saw that I had driven the car away, he said in surprise, "Why did you go home?"

I said, "Not going home, I want to live here tonight."

"No."

"It's been a hard day, at least you should invite me in for a cup of tea."

"One cup of tea, one cup of tea only."

He took out the key from his pocket, checked the lock several times in the dark night, and opened the door. I followed closely and locked the door.

At Haishi, although it was not late at night, darkness had already spread to all corners, and the faint candlelight seemed so shining at this time.

"Liancheng."

"Ok?"

"There will be no result between us."

"I just like you, and it doesn't matter to me whether it turns out or not."

"It's important, how much youth can last, it's just passing by. I can't be your destination, no one in this world will accept us, and it's the same between us."

"Then what do you want, let me disappear in front of your eyes? No one can see anyone, so you can be happy?"

"We can still be friends, you can marry a wife and have children. In this case, you have your own life, and I will still sing my play."

I was silent for a moment and said, "Do you have someone you like?"

"not yet."

"Do I count?"

"Should count."

"I only like you, who do you want me to marry?"

Shang Junqiu stopped talking, just drinking tea quietly, without even looking at me.

The candlelight flickered slightly, like my state of mind at this time, constantly swinging from side to side.But I have already decided, if I like it, I will continue to like it. Shang Junqiu is not a poinsettia, I can trust him. "Let me stay with you tonight."

"No."

"What's wrong with that? I like you, and I've been with you wholeheartedly for so many years, isn't it enough?"

"Not enough, we can't go beyond the concept of this world."

"For you, I am willing to bear all the cold and wind in this world."

"I understand you, but I don't have the courage."

"I don't want your courage. You just need to follow me. I will take you the rest of the way."

"I can not……"

I didn't wait for him to finish, so I stood up.I came up to him, hugged him tightly from behind, kissed his face, kissed his lips, I just felt an unstoppable enthusiasm waiting to explode in my heart.

Shang Junqiu pushed me a few times, but he couldn't push me a bit.He finally gave up and dropped his arms straight to the ground, letting my mouth ravage his face.

He gasped involuntarily, and my enthusiasm increased a hundred times in an instant.I hugged him hard onto the bed and ripped off all his clothes.

Shang Junqiu shed a few tears, but I just pretended not to see them.I jumped on him like a very hungry beast.

That night, we interpreted the joy of life with our bodies.

When I got up early, Shang Junqiu said that he was not feeling well. I stroked his face lightly with my index finger and said: "It's okay, it's like this for the first time. Remember, from today on, you are mine. "

"That's a good idea, where's Bao Yin?"

"What's the money, I just want to wrap my body." After finishing speaking, I pounced on it again.

Once, I took Mo Qiuwen and his boyfriend to the theater again, and she said: "Little Sanye, it's been so long, why haven't I seen the person you like?"

I looked at her and smiled, then leaned down and whispered in her ear: "Actually, you've already seen it?"

She listened and looked at me with wide eyes, "No, when did I see you? Tell me."

I yelled at Shang Junqiu on the stage and pouted angrily, "Here, that's it."

She suddenly widened her eyes, "You...he...you...I'm stupid."

I frowned and said, "You girl, why are you so careless?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just got excited and said it out of my mouth."

I looked at Mo Qiuwen's boyfriend, pointed at Mo Qiuwen and said, "You should take good care of this guy when he goes back, his words are scary."

The guy nodded in a daze and said nothing.This kind of guy who reads stupidly is really not attractive.

Mo Qiuwen moved her chair in front of me, and said mysteriously, "You mean you like men?"

"No, I just like the one on stage."

"I didn't expect the little third master to have such a personality and play with broken sleeves."

"What kind of sleeves do you want to break? It's my business who I like." I have never liked other people's prejudices, so I looked at her with a straight face and said, "Do you want me to like you?"

"Don't, you'd better stay away from me."

"I don't like thick-skinned women." I said disdainfully.

"I don't like men with too much taste either."

"Talk bad things about me again, be careful and I'll tell your dad."

"Stop talking, stop talking, watch a play, watch a play."

After that, when we got together again, I found that Mo Qiuwen always had something strange in her eyes when she looked at me and Shang Junqiu. I didn't care about this yellow-haired girl, we were just using each other.Half a year later, she walked her Yangguan Road, and I walked my single-plank bridge, each seeing its own scenery and enjoying its own autumn wind.

However, Mo Qiuwen and I are still pretending to be in love now, and we tacitly understand this trick of repairing the plank road and hiding the old positions.Sometimes in order to pretend to be more like, we also pretend to be a little flirtatious.So, at that time, my mother felt that something good was coming.However, Mo Qiuwen and I agreed that it is better to save the happy event until after graduation in the summer vacation. The excuse is obvious. It is outrageous for a student to go out to play house before graduation.

Sometimes, Mo Qiuwen would bring his boyfriend to my house, and I would also bring Shang Junqiu and Chen Dazhuang. When these young people got mixed together, the people in the family couldn't tell the difference between black and white.

But we took the opportunity to have fun.After watching a few plays, Mo Qiuwen fell in love with singing, and later borrowed the script from me to learn to sing "Zhulian Village".Soon, the few of us jumped into a show.I am still Li Keyong, Chen Dazhuang is still my son, Shang Junqiu will sing the second queen, and Mo Qiuwen will sing the first queen.As for Mo Qiuwen's boyfriend, he can only knock on the clapper. He can't pick up any of the silk and bamboo strings, and even if he knocks on the clapper, he can't beat any rhythm. The material of the play." This is really a very stupid man, and I have never guessed what Mo Qiuwen likes in him.

Later, Mo Qiuwen became addicted to learning opera, and every day she took the few of us to sing at home.Often it was her who came to the teahouse to fool me, and my father let me go easily.Although I don't want to get too close to the couple who are in love, it's always better to go home and sing an opera than to serve people in a teahouse.

During that time, the house was noisy every day, but my mother enjoyed it, she couldn't guess how far the distance between me and Mo Qiuwen was.

Life is just muddling along, I have to hide more things, because I want to hide my relationship with Mo Qiuwen, and my relationship with Shang Junqiu, one has no relationship and pretends to be related, and the other has The relationship has to pretend that there is no relationship.Singing, I feel that my life is like singing, and I think it's very fun during the period when the real and the fake are mixed.

Shang Junqiu gradually got used to the life with me, because to avoid suspicion, I would only live with him from time to time, as for the excuse left to my parents, it was writing scripts or rehearsing new plays.For a man like me who was already engaged, they didn't have the slightest doubt about what I said.

I tried my best to persuade Shang Junqiu to move back, but he firmly disagreed. He said that he still felt comfortable living like this, which not only saves the trouble of having to meet every day, but also saves a lot of unnecessary prevarication lies.Did I say you don't miss me?He said that he would think about it too, but he also said that he must learn to control it, and if he allowed it to develop, no one would be able to hurt the ending.

Indeed, this is a shady thing.We try our best to hide our tails in our daytime life, and at night, we can't wait to get back the carnival that really belongs to us.

Chapter 13

Once, Shang Junqiu asked me if I liked the actress with make-up on the stage, or the actor without makeup off the stage, and I said, "I only like the real you."

During the Dragon Boat Festival, the family sang operas as usual.Mo Qiuwen and his boyfriend also came.After the play ended, Mo Qiuwen saw the servant about to dismantle the table, so she hurriedly stopped her and said, "Don't dismantle it yet, we still have to play for a while."

My father also came and said excitedly: "Okay, then you sing, and I will accompany you."

"I want Liancheng to draw a face for me, uncle, do you think so?" After Mo Qiuwen finished speaking, she looked at my father with an obedient look.

"That's okay." My father looked at me after agreeing and said, "Liancheng, draw Qiuwen's face."

I glanced at Mo Qiuwen angrily, "What's the matter, I don't care, and I moved out my future father-in-law?"

Shang Junqiu gave me a hand at this moment, and said with a smile: "You can tick one for her."

I hesitated for a moment, then looked at Mo Qiuwen again, "Come on, I'll draw a big face for you, and I'll satisfy you."

"Hmph, I only want Hua Dan, the same as Jun Qiu's."

"Don't make a fuss, you should tick her off anyway. If you don't come, I'll come." Shang Junqiu said.

"Forget it, let me do it, this girl has thick skin."

All the fanciers in Beijing know that my little third master only made facial makeup for him.Over the years, I have sketched hundreds of faces, but all of them are painted on Shang Junqiu's face.I am never tired of it, I am willing, looking at his beauty, I will always be habitually intoxicated.

I came to the door of the wing room, looked at Mo Qiuwen who was looking at me eagerly, and said, "Come on, miss."

After hearing this, Mo Qiuwen ran over in a hurry, and then graciously raised the curtain for me, "Third Master, please."

I looked at her, smiled, and said in a low voice: "Go, the third master will take you into a bridal chamber."

She looked at me in surprise and said, "You are really bad."

"You asked for it yourself, just play around, what kind of makeup are you wearing?"

"Looks good, I like it. Just raise your hands high to make 'Aijia' come true."

I smiled and took out those bottles and jars for painting faces from the drawer.Mo Qiuwen saw this curiously and took a look at that.

"Be careful, these are the best things in the whole city of Beiping. If you break them, you will lose money."

"Shouldn't Shang Junqiu lose money if he broke it?"

"You are not allowed to say this in my house, or I will really draw you a face of Dou Erdun."

"You can do it, I won't talk about it, let's draw."

I carefully patted the base color on her face. As for the eyebrows, eyes, nose and corners of the mouth, I also took care of everything. After all, painting facial makeup is what I am best at and most willing to do.After taking the base color, I applied blush, rouge, eye circles, and raised eyebrows for her... Just like when I painted Shang Junqiu's face, I regarded this as one of my works.

After the makeup was fixed, I put a picture on her and laughed and said, "You really don't know how to blush?"

"The face is not red, but the heartbeat is quite fast. My boyfriend has never touched my face like this."

"He's not engaged, but I'm engaged. Can it be the same?"

"What will you do in the future? After we leave, no one will make paper to wrap your fire with."

"You don't need to worry about this, just live your own life well. Just don't be abducted and sold in the valley later."

"He's not that kind of guy."

"Well, it's really not like being silly."

"Don't call him stupid."

"However, he doesn't look very smart. What do you like about him?"

"You don't have to worry about this, as long as you feel better."

"I don't like you two."

"I don't like you two either."

At this point, we all laughed.

I give Mo Qiuwen again