I live on the 18th floor of Nether Community

"That's right." Liu Yunsheng smiled lightly, "So now the time is tight and the task is heavy."

"Mr. Liu." Jiang Xiao interrupted Liu Yunsheng and said, "Since you want to make me your friend, I have something to say to you as a friend."

Liu Yunsheng nodded, motioning for Jiang Miao to continue.

Jiang Miao put the recording pen and notepad aside, and decided to speak out.

"Did you see it that day?" Jiang Miao asked.

Liu Yunsheng's body froze slightly, he turned his head and couldn't see his expression clearly.

"She already knows that you will have a public performance in a week, and it seems that she plans to follow you to the scene."

"That day, it must be Xiaoru." Liu Yunsheng took out another cigarette from the cigarette case and said in a low voice.

"She said that clearly because she is sure that you will perform on time." Jiang Miao paused and said, "But that's the case, I still want to advise you, judging from the current situation, it would be better to call off the performance immediately .”

"No." Liu Yunsheng resolutely refused, "The publicity has already been sent out, and famous colleagues in the industry will be present at that time."

She raised her head to look at Jiang Miao, and raised the corners of her lips slightly: "Reporter Jiang, although I don't know what you do, but for us, the stage is sometimes more important than life."

This is the sentence again.

Jiang Miao closed his eyes, knowing that it was hard to persuade him.He sighed and stood up, looked at Liu Yunsheng with his hands in his pockets, and smiled half-truthfully: "Well, since you have decided, this matter is beyond my control."

"But..." Jiang Miao suppressed his smile, "Rehearsals are rehearsals, I hope Mr. Liu will not use this to do other outrageous things. Everyone has their own destiny, don't ruin the fate of others for your own purposes. "

After he finished speaking, he turned around and waved to Liu Yunsheng: "It doesn't matter what I do, but I sincerely hope that Mr. Liu's actions will not get involved in a situation that I must control."

After watching Jiang Miao leave, Liu Yunsheng silently got up and walked to the desk, and took out an old yellowed photo from the locked drawer.In the photo, two young girls are leaning on each other under a silk tree, smiling like flowers.

Liu Yunsheng's hand holding the photo trembled slightly, his eyes were dark and deep.

"Xiao Ru, wait a little longer."

As the thoughts stretched away, everything returned to the summer many years ago...

In the afternoon, there is a faint layer of water vapor in the boiling water room. In the compartment with the curtain drawn, a girl with wet hair is scooping up a scoop of hot water from a bucket and slowly pouring it on another girl’s fair and clean back. .

"Is the water temperature right?" the girl asked while helping her to wipe her back.

The person with his back to her nodded, then turned to smile at her: "It's comfortable, I'll wipe it for you later."

"Xiao Ru, you really can't go on a diet anymore."

"Hey, if I eat like you and don't gain weight, I definitely don't go on a diet." The girl stuck out her tongue and sighed, "Yun Sheng, I've been having insomnia every night lately, and I'm afraid I won't be able to play the role of Shuang'er."

Liu Yunsheng smiled, wrung out the towel, and helped the girl wipe her hair: "What are you afraid of when I'm here, I can teach you."

Xiaoru shook her head angrily: "It's not that you don't know, I'm slow to react and slow to learn. It's rare that Teacher Jiang trusts me. I'm especially afraid of letting him down, and I'm even more afraid of disappointing the audience if the performance fails."

Looking at the girl's slightly flushed cheeks in the water vapor, Liu Yunsheng couldn't help rubbing her head, and said dotingly: "The reason why Mr. Jiang chose you to act is because he thinks you are better than us, so you have to have confidence in yourself." .”

The girl nodded timidly when she heard the words, and suddenly stared at Liu Yunsheng's wrist, her eyes lit up: "It's so beautiful!"

Liu Yunsheng followed the girl's gaze to his wrist, and found that she was looking at the butterfly bracelet on his wrist.Liu Yunsheng smiled, took the bracelet off his wrist, and put it on the girl's hand again: "I'll see you off."

"Really?!"

"of course it's true."

The girl hugged Liu Yunsheng and buried her head in her chest: "Yunsheng, you are so kind!"

Liu Yunsheng's body froze, and he put his wrist around the girl's body unnaturally, a cloud of red flew up on his face.

"As long as you like it..."

……

A crisp phone ring interrupted Liu Yunsheng's memories. She looked away from the photo, and pursed her lips after seeing the caller ID clearly.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang." Liu Yunsheng answered the phone and went back to the sofa to light a cigarette.

A gentle male voice came from the other end of the phone: "Yun Sheng, I have received your invitation letter. I am very happy to see the rerun of "Frost Flower Tribulation"."

Liu Yunsheng slightly raised the corners of his lips: "Just receive it. I think you were the one who presented this play by yourself, Mr. Jiang."

"The main reason why that play was successful was because you acted well. Sure enough, you are the most suitable person to play Shuang'er."

Liu Yunsheng rubbed the cigarette in his hand, the cigarette holder was crumpled into a ball by her.She smiled faintly: "Then this week, please be sure to come to the scene, Mr. Jiang, I look forward to your advice."

"Definitely, see you then!"

"Goodbye." After Liu Yunsheng finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

She lay back on the sofa, looked sideways at the gray sky outside the window, crushed the cigarette and threw it on the ground.

……

When Qichi pushed the script of "Frost Flower Tribulation" to Jiang Miao, Jiang Miao froze.

"No, where did you get it?" Jiang Miao laughed and said, "I harassed Sun Miao all afternoon, but she didn't let me go and lent me the script, saying that the content should be kept secret."

Qi Chi smiled faintly: "Take it and have a look."

"No, you have to tell me how you got it first."

"I passed by the opera troupe in the afternoon and went in by the way. It happened that they hadn't started rehearsal yet, and the script was on the table in the rehearsal hall."

"and then?"

"I just took the book and came back."

"..." Jiang Xiao said heartily, brother, you don't call it casual, it's called stealing.

"Oh, by the way, remember to send it back tomorrow after you finish reading it." Qi Chisi added politely, "You asked Sun Miao for a long time this afternoon, so don't let people think that you stole the script."

"..."

Jiang Xiao really had a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, and countless eyes rolled in his heart.

"Here, have you read it?" Jiang Xiao took out a cigarette and raised his chin at Qi Chi.

"Flip through quickly."

Jiang Miao turned his head to light the fire, and said with a smoke in his mouth, "Then you just tell me, there are too many words and I feel a headache."

Xichi nodded, and started slowly, "The story is roughly about a pair of sisters who are very close to each other. One day, they met a scholar who came to Beijing to rush for an exam. The scholar seemed honest and honest, but he was a beast in clothes. One night, the kind-hearted His Shuang'er was defiled. Shuang'er couldn't bear the humiliation and hanged herself, but Xiucai blamed everything on a gang of thieves, disguised as innocent people and continued to go to Beijing to rush for the exam and gained fame. After Shuang'er's death, the resentment still persisted, so she entrusted her dream to her sister Yun'er, after learning all this, Yun'er is determined to kill the champion on his way back to his hometown to take office, to avenge Shuang'er."

"This... is quite different from the old version."

"One thing I have to mention is..." Qi Chi opened the last page of the script and said, "The younger sister Yun'er in the play has always been in love with her sister Shuang'er."

"You mean, my sister loves my sister?!" Jiang Miao swallowed his saliva and said unexpectedly.

Xi Chi nodded slightly. "Mountain, with. 氵, タ"

"If there is a real comparison between reality and the drama, then everything will be explained."

Jiang Xiao took a deep breath of the cigarette and blew it towards the sky, only to see a cloud of white mist gradually gathering into a light curtain, and the little paper man inside was sneaking up the cabinet of the opera troupe's archive room.

"Tool man, take out the file you found and show it to me."

The little paper man saluted, dragged out a file bag wrapped in kraft paper from the filing cabinet with difficulty, quickly untied the rope, and spread it out in front of Jiang Miao.

"It is recorded in the archives that Liu Yunsheng once played the role of Shuang'er in "Frost Flower Tribulation". Only the female ghost on the thirteenth floor, Xiaoru."

Jiang Miao flicked the cigarette ash twice and continued, "Assuming that Xiaoru is Shuang'er in the play and Liu Yunsheng is Yun'er, after Yun'er learns that Shuang'er chose to commit suicide because she was defiled by a scholar, would she have Maybe according to the adaptation in the play, you want to find a scholar to avenge your beloved?"

Qi Chi: "And... if Yun'er happened to know how to help Shuang'er find a substitute, she might try to revive her lover."

Jiang Miao nodded, "That's why Liu Yunsheng chose someone who was born at four o'clock in the morning to play Shuang'er."

"There's one thing that doesn't make sense at the moment." Qi Chi said slowly, "The person who lives on the thirteenth floor is Liu Yunsheng who keeps yelling, so it can be seen that her resentment is also directed at Liu Yunsheng. It stands to reason that the person who hurt Shuang'er is a scholar. Yun'er should help her avenge her."

"Well, there should be some things we haven't discovered." Jiang Miao rubbed his sore forehead and said, "Damn it, the key is that the female ghost has Xu Lixiang as a cover now, what's wrong with it."

"Don't be impatient."

"Speak lightly!" Jiang Miao twisted the smoke heavily into the white porcelain cup, and said sullenly, "Thinking that I was forced to solve the case after being forced to solve the case... Hey, you said that if I write an autobiography in the future Go to the TV station below and make a series called "Detective Jiang Miao", will it become popular?"

"Well, that might have to have a thermal element."

"For example?" Jiang Miao raised his eyebrows and looked at Qichi.

Qi Chi laughed in a low voice: "For example, two male protagonists."

"Fuck!" Jiang Miao was amused, shook his head and sighed, "Brother Xiao Hua, you're really going to add some drama to yourself!"