Republic of China drama

The study is not far away, just a few steps away, Lu Xiu thought about Gu Qingying's frowning face in his mind, and couldn't help shivering.

The third lady lost her temper, but it was hard to come by.

Lu Xiu refused to show her face anymore, she pointed to Jiang Wan from a distance in the veranda: "It's inside that room, I'll wait outside, you..." Please wish for luck.

"Thank you." Jiang Wanwan took a deep look at Lu Xiu, walked a few steps, then took a breath, and pushed open the carved wooden door.

With a little force on the palm, there was a squeak.

Inside the house, the study room was darker than other places, only a foreign desk lamp was dimly shining, Jiang Wanwan saw Gu Qingying at a glance, she had all the windows open, and a tall figure stood in front of the window.

Lu Qingying thought it was a maid, so she didn't turn her head and didn't speak.

Jiang Wanwan closed the door, and stepped on the dark patterned blanket under her feet, making muffled noises.

She approached Lu Qingying step by step.

Take a step, and the heart beats twice more violently.

Miss San was wearing a black jacket with a butterfly collar for the first time in the theater, her left hand was hanging on one side, her slender and beautiful fingers were slightly clenched without fisting.

Gu Qingying raised and lowered her right hand, and Jiang Wanwan only saw it clearly when she got closer. There was a spark between her fingertips, which was a burning smoke, like red or orange, with little light.

"Miss San..." Jiang Wanwan's throat tightened, and she was almost speechless.

Just by hearing the sound, one can tell who is coming.

Lu Qingying took a puff of smoke, exhaling a large cloud of white mist.Those depressions that were suppressed surfaced again in such a restless way.

The girl asked carefully: "Are you... all right?"

"Get out." Gu Qingying gave the order to chase away the guests expressionlessly.

"But Miss San's injury..."

Lu Qingying's patience has gradually reached its limit: "Don't you understand what I'm talking about?"

"But Miss San, I heard that you..."

Inexplicably, Jiang Wanwan's eyes were hazy, and her chest was sore and astringent.

She is not afraid of bearing Lu Qingying's anger at all, now, she is only afraid that Gu Qingying will blow the wind all night and smoke Hadman all night.

Something cracked.

Lu Qingying took a deep breath, and she turned her face directly, even with the hot egg rolled over, the small bruise on her forehead was still clearly visible.

She stretched out her hand without a cigarette to support Jiang Wanwan's waist, not allowing the girl to escape, then she lowered her head slightly.

"What did you hear?"

Jiang Wanwan retreated subconsciously until there was no way to retreat, and her legs softened immediately: "I... heard that the third lady was injured... so I came..."

"Who said that?"

Lu Qingying's little finger rested on the skin of the back of Jiang Wanwan's neck, it was cold, probably blown by the night wind.

There was still a lingering smell of smoke in her breath, and it all fell on the tip of Jiang Wanwan's nose and lips, and the smell was a bit strong.

Jiang Wanwan recalled in a daze the first time when they were there, Gu Qingying had also smoked before, but she hardly smelled anything similar that night.

That night, Miss San probably rinsed her mouth.

"Excuse me, what people are talking about, they are all talking about this..."

"So you're here to watch the excitement, too?" Lu Qingying raised her eyebrows, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

"Miss San, I didn't..."

"Whether there is or not. I clearly told you that you are not allowed to leave the room. You are the first to act so recklessly."

The moment they looked at each other, Jiang Wanwan saw clearly that the light in Miss San's eyes faded away.Like a candle with no more wick left.

Is it because of sleepiness, or loss?

"I'm just worried about Miss San, not watching the excitement..." Jiang Wanwan was eager to defend, "When I heard that you were injured, I panicked..."

Only when the words are spoken, will the truth be revealed.

Lu Qingying was injured, it was abnormal for her to be in this situation, but now she has broken through many shackles to come and see.

Anyone with eyes can see any affection in it.

The most important thing is that the girl is sincere in her eyes, holding a sincere heart.

"Little Cat." Lu Qingying seemed to be very persistent in this title, and asked the girl, "What do you want from me?"

Even though Lu Qingying couldn't concentrate due to fatigue, Jiang Wanwan still had a hard time meeting her eyes. She explained: "I remember Miss San said that she never falls in love with anyone... I just said in the afternoon that I want you back, don't you?" Come, I'm afraid something will happen to you..."

Actually self-defeating again.

The two of them didn't talk about the issue of "love", but Jiang Wanwan made it so obvious that it was inevitable.

Besides, looking forward to people returning home, what is this if it is not between husband and wife?

Lu Qingying smiled slightly, easily seeing through the girl's thoughts.

This girl keeps saying that she doesn't talk about love.

But what you want is all about love.

"Whatever you think about me, whether it's good or bad, I can't stop you." She said in a deep voice, and said to the point, "But I won't give you what you want."

"I know……"

Lu Qingying turned her back to the light, Jiang Wanwan looked at her, the surrounding was very dark.If she raises her head a little more, she will be able to touch Miss San's lips, but the tiny bit of separation, she may not be able to catch up even if she tries her best.

"what do you know?"

"I know that Miss San won't fall in love with anyone, and I also know that I'm not the first one, I'm just..."

Jiang Wanwan stopped talking, her long eyelashes drooping down.

Her eyes, her expression, have already expressed her innermost thoughts, so there is no need to cover up too much.

"...

The first time I met you, I told you that I have someone in my heart and a fiancé. Lu Qingying thought about his words, and said slowly, "It's not that I have high vision and don't talk about love, it's just Wanwan, I don't need to talk about it anymore in my life. "

this life.

She said she didn't need it "in this life".

They had no choice but to hope for the afterlife, but none of them could tell whether there was an afterlife or not.

Jiang Wanwan's tears suddenly fell uncontrollably, she didn't expect to hear this here, she was so heartless, she was caught off guard and stabbed into her heart with blood and flesh.

This kind of dull pain is killing people invisible.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Jiang Wanwan wiped her tears with the back of her hand indiscriminately, but more flowed than wiped, like a person with sore eyes seeing the wind, the whole back of her hand was wet with tears, and she couldn't stop it no matter what.

Lu Qingying sighed softly, as if.

She raised her hand and pressed her fingertips against the girl's cheek, wiping away the tears that had just overflowed.hot.

She said it carefully for Jiang Wanwan: "These...you can't control it anymore, can you?"

Jiang Wanwan bit her lower lip this time, tried hard not to tremble, and nodded her head with difficulty.

What is there to deny.

Obviously this is an obvious fact.

"What do you want?" There was almost infinite tenderness in Lu Qingying's tone, even though that tenderness was all illusory.

She paused for a moment, then continued: "Na Cai, ask for names, Najib, Nazheng, ask for a date, welcome in person, this is an old-style wedding, a new-style civilized wedding, invite bridesmaid and best man, write a certificate, relatives and friends witness, and exchange tokens. Wan Wan, you yourself know that no woman in the world can give you these things. I know that you have been thinking about me all your life, but since I can't give them to you, you have to avoid them from the very beginning, do you understand? "

Jiang Wan choked with sobs, and made a vague "hmm".

She has now fully understood that she can't do what she imagined, that rookie who is capable in the wind and moon field, and she will never be able to retreat in the world of mortals.

She may never grow up, she will always be just a little girl who just stepped out of the Baihua Theater, and she will not change for hundreds of years.

Less than a day after stepping into Peiping, she realized that she and Mu Qing had the same temperament.

"Don't cry." After the wind blew for a long time, Lu Qingying felt a faint headache. The girl was obviously suppressed and kept quiet when she cried. Seeing the pear blossoms with rain in her eyes gave her even more headaches, "Be obedient."

"But I don't want these..." the girl said with tears in her voice, "I know I'm just... an actor, not someone who can bring Miss San a face, so why do I need these... I just want to see San Miss every day Miss, I just want to see Third Miss happy..."

I just hope she is safe and happy every day.

"So what about an actor?" Lu Qingying frowned and asked her back.

"They..." Jiang Wanwan was sobbing, "They look down on opera singers..."

"They look down on it, just because people in the past sold their lives. In that world, you have to be servile to survive, so many people have formed an inherent impression." Gu Qingying corrected, "But it's not because someone sold their lives. People are all humble, so art and drama are the same. Believe it, there will always be a bright day."

Jiang Wanwan was taken aback.

In the past when she was in the theater, it was not only laymen who looked down on opera singers.Even opera singers look down on themselves. When their peers encounter difficulties, some only say "it should be so", and there is no way out for singing opera.Then ignore them and ignore them.

However, Gu Qingying said, "There will always be a day when the willows are dark and the flowers are bright."

How could she not believe what Miss San said.

"I'm really going to cry like a little cat." Lu Qingying laughed lowly, "Are you here to comfort me tonight, or do you want me to comfort you?"

It's just that she herself couldn't notice it at the moment, the corners of her lips that didn't move a bit after blowing the evening wind with the window wide open and smoking three Hardmans made the girl calm down at this moment.

Jiang Wanwan suddenly thought of her purpose, wiped away her tears in a panic, and went to look at Gu Qingying's wound.

"Does it hurt?"

Lu Qingying was not used to being the one being taken care of, so she tilted her head: "I'm fine."

When Miss San doesn't speak unfeeling words, she still has a bit of warmth.

"...Is it because of me?" Jiang Wanwan said hesitantly, "Miss San, if it's really inconvenient, I can move out."

She couldn't bear to leave such a cold face with bruises.Even if she was asked to eat and sleep in the open all day, she didn't want Miss San to get hurt in the slightest.

"Not for that."

Lu Qingying removed the hand on the girl's waist, she stubbed out the cigarette, and got up to close the window.

The oppression in front of him dissipated instantly, and the heat disappeared without a trace.Jiang Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, but was also reluctant to part with her.

It was only then that she realized that there were ten times more books in the study than in her room. From a glance, all but books were books...

It was a coincidence that as soon as he thought of books, Gu Qingying started talking about reading.

"Lu Xiu should have told you that tomorrow I will find you a gentleman, and the next day will be a teacher of opera. Is it acceptable to alternate like this?"

Jiang Wanwan forced herself not to think about certain aspects: "Okay."

Lu Qingying walked around to the wooden chair, lowered her head, closed the ancient books that were spread out on the case, and put them aside.