hate farewell thirteen

When Song Shuman went downstairs, she passed a private room, the door was not closed tightly, and the sound of pipa playing came from inside. She was curious, so she took a peek at it, and happened to see a woman sitting, holding a pipa, playing and singing. What dialect did it come from? It's soft and waxy.

I was thinking of just taking a sneak peek, but I accidentally became fascinated by it. When the woman raised her eyes, she met Song Shuman's eyes. She smiled at Song Shuman, but Song Shuman lowered her head in embarrassment. up.

Peeping was caught right away, Song Shuman's heart missed half a beat, so she had to pretend nothing happened and hurried away.Maybe it was because she walked in a hurry, her heart beat faster and faster, and the whole world was filled with the sound of her own heartbeat.

She was standing at the corner of the stairs, and she would be laughed at by Liao Shenyan for several days when she went back in such a flustered state, but she had no intention of listening to the show when she went downstairs, so she had to stand here to catch her breath.

A piece of cheongsam came into Song Shuman's sight, revealing a small section of clean calf, "Where did you come from, little girl, why did you catch me here again?"

Song Shuman raised her head, that woman had a gentle appearance and extremely gentle speech, she was the one who played the pipa in the room at that time.Song Shuman's face was easy to blush when she was a little shy, but now she didn't know what to say, like a child who did something wrong, she lowered her head and lowered her eyes, not daring to look at her.

"Don't poke in the door next time, I'm lucky I saw it." There was a babbling and singing scene from downstairs, she took Song Shuman's hand and went downstairs, "Ah, it's singing outside It's Peony Pavilion, he doesn't sing this song lightly, you are so lucky to come here."

She didn't take Song Shuman to find a seat, she just watched from a distance from behind, and the hand she was holding had already been let go.She didn't speak anymore, Song Shuman followed her and returned her eyes to the stage, the actors on the stage came out of the clouds, their wrists were gentle and tactful, and Yan Xiao looked back.The water sleeves are twitching, and the sleeves are lingering, as graceful as a frightened bird.

"It turns out that the flowers are blooming everywhere, and they are all ruined like this. But what a beautiful day, where is the house to enjoy the pleasure."

Someone called the woman from behind, "Zhou Ru, why are you here? I've been looking for you for a long time. Hurry up, I'm urging you."

She just smiled, and replied unhurriedly: "The head teacher sang so well, I forgot the time when I listened to it, so I'll go back."

Before she left, she waved slightly to Song Shuman, like a gust of spring breeze, blowing past Song Shuman briefly and gently.

Song Shuman looked at the backs of the two people and heard their conversation, "A new little girl? Why haven't I seen it before?"

"I don't know him either. It's probably because the Congliang students got A's and couldn't even recognize the way when they came here, and they got lost."

They turned up the stairs, and their laughter drifted away.Song Shuman froze in place, not knowing why she felt a vague sense of parting pain for someone she had never met before.She seemed to have known her before.

Song Shuman watched the song "The Peony Pavilion" on the stage downstairs before returning to the private room, but this time the man in military uniform was nowhere to be seen.

Song Shuman elbowed Liao Shenyan who was fascinated by watching, "Why did that General Lin leave? Isn't there still a show?"

Liao Shenyan didn't even turn his head, "He didn't come to watch the show, he came to meet someone. This person is not here now, but he may not have left the Liyuan."

Song Shuman suddenly realized, "Could it be...the one who sang "The Peony Pavilion"?"

Liao Shenyan looked at Song Shuman with a hopeless expression on his face, "I said, Miss Song, you have been studying abroad for many years, and you haven't been asked to catch a wealthy son-in-law and come back. Why haven't you even had a relationship. His eyes are about to grow. The one on the stage is gone, you still can't see it."

"Studying abroad is naturally the most important thing. Who is like you? You know how to talk about love when you don't do business all day long."

Liao Shenyan shook his head and sighed, "Oh, there's no other way. Being handsome, naturally many people would like her, and I don't want to."

He looked at Song Shuman as if saying, "Do you understand? Do you understand?" Song Shuman ignored it. She only thought that if any girl married Liao Shenyan in the future, it would be really unlucky.

The sky was getting dusk, and a bright crescent moon was hidden in the translucent blue.Liao Shenyan sent her home, and when he got home, his father was sitting on the sandalwood chair in the main hall, flipping through a newspaper from an unknown publishing house.

"Dad, I'm back."

Father Song Hongsheng peeked at the top of the newspaper, then raised his hand and raised the newspaper, "I thought you'd be out all your life and never come back, so you can get rid of me, an old man."

Song Shuman walked up to her father, poured herself a glass of water, and casually reminded her, "Father, you took the newspaper backwards."

Song Hongsheng took a closer look, and it was indeed held upside down. He calmly acted as if nothing had happened, closed the newspaper and put it aside, "I've already read this newspaper for my father, so I naturally want to read it backwards." See if your memory has deteriorated."

Butler Li smiled at the side, "Miss, go and wash your hands and get ready for dinner. The master has been sitting here waiting all day today."

Song Hongsheng took a sip of the tea that had been left for the whole afternoon, "Old Li, I think the tea you made today is a big step backward. It's time to deduct some salary."

He was the one who told Steward Li not to make new tea, and he was also the one who hated him at this time. Life was not easy, Steward Li sighed.

"Uncle Li, don't listen to my father talking nonsense, aren't you ready to eat? Let's go together."

Song Shuman never regards Uncle Li as an outsider. Since Song Shuman can remember, Uncle Li has been a housekeeper in their house. When Song Shuman and Liao Shenyan made a mess when they were young, it was up to Uncle Li to take care of the aftermath. Otherwise, I don’t know How many times do I have to call my father.

Song Shuman was eating well at the dinner table. When going abroad, there will always be some food that she is not used to. What she misses the most is the aroma of her own food.

Song Hongsheng asked: "The little girl Qingmei is going to get married. At that time, I thought she would be the last to get married among the three of you. Some of you are about the same age as you, and some even have children, or they are going to get married. You have no plans?"

"You urged me to get married just after I came back. Could it be that you don't want to see me and wish I could leave home early?"

"Look at what you said, how could it be? What do you think of Liao Shenyan's child?"

Song Shuman was so scared that she choked, coughed several times, drank some soup and said, "Father, you should choose someone better. You don't know Liao Shenyan's character, how can I not?"

Just now she lamented that marrying Liao Shenyan was bad luck, she couldn't jump into the pit by herself.

Father Song didn't mention it anymore, and Song Shuman went back to her room after eating.She sat at the desk and opened the diary, writing a new diary on the blank pages.

"June [-]rd, [-]

The weather is fine, the country is not as good as abroad, but there is still a lot of progress.Familiar yet unfamiliar, Liao Shenyan is still his old self.

I often went to Liyuan when I was a child, but now I don’t remember if the faces on the stage are the same as before.I also met a spring-like elder sister who played the pipa well, and her name was...

Zhou Ru?Zhou Ru?Zhou Ru?

(After thinking about it, the word "ru" in three tones, just such a "ru" looks like a name. After thinking about it, she took a brush and drew it away. What do you care about people's names? It's rude.)

Father and Uncle Li are in good health, and miss Qingmei. "

Early the next morning, Song Shuman was standing in front of the mirror. The closet was full of clothes from three years ago. At that time, it was too young. Song Shuman felt like she was sixteen or seventeen when she put it on.The clothes I brought back in the box were too Westernized, but after much deliberation, I changed into a white dress and stepped on a pair of small high heels.

When Song Shuman left, Xu Qingmei was at home.When she heard that Shuman was coming, she ran to meet her from afar, with joy clearly on her face.Xu Qingmei wrapped her arms around Song Shuman's neck, "I've been waiting for you for a long time. I've been waiting since the moment the letter was sent. You didn't write a reply. I thought you wouldn't come back and didn't want to attend my wedding."

"I wrote the letter, but I didn't have time to post it in the end. How could I miss such an important moment in your life?"

Xu Qingmei took Song Shuman's hand and took her to her bedroom to talk, Xu Qingmei ran in front, and Song Shuman followed behind her.When she was a child, she always ran ahead, and Qingmei followed her. I don't know when, Qingmei ran ahead of her.

Song Shuman showed Xu Qingmei her skirt, she twirled around, and the skirt fluttered, "Isn't it nice, I brought an extra one for you. I don't know if you are tall or not outside, so I just follow the one I remembered. I bought it."

Song Shuman handed the bag containing the skirt to Xu Qingmei, "Take a look."

The skirt exposed Xu Qingmei's beautiful neck curve, she lifted the hem of the skirt and walked out with the light behind her back. At that moment, in Song Shuman's eyes, it was like a fairy descended from the earth and landed in front of her.

The two of them stepped on the wooden floor with bare feet. The girl's ankles were slender and bony. They danced and circled on the floor. The wind blew in through the open window and walked under the girl's hair and skirt.

Tired from playing, the two sat on the bed hand in hand, Song Shuman asked her: "Is the wedding a Chinese style or a Western style?"

"Of course it's a civilized wedding. The old-style wedding is too trivial. My husband doesn't like it, and I don't like it either. At that time, you are not allowed to dress too beautifully and stand next to me to steal my limelight."

Song Shuman leaned on Xu Qingmei's shoulder, "Since when did I steal your limelight? You've been so good since you were young, and even if I wanted to, I couldn't steal your limelight."

"Manman, I've never heard you mention it. Do you have a sweetheart? If you don't, I'll ask Mr. Jiang to introduce you."

"Why are you like my father now? You married yourself, and you still want to drag me with you?"

"Not urging you, just caring."

Xu Qingmei tilted her head and gently leaned against Song Shuman's hair.The age of youth is so short, it will pass as soon as the wind blows, and it can't be grasped or kept.

None of them knew who stole those years of time, as if they were children in the last second, and they were all grown up in the blink of an eye.Those seemingly distant distances suddenly arrived.It turned out that it was just that I was too young and not tall enough at that time, and everything I could see was very far away.