I Miss You

In the next two days, because of the continuous drizzle, the lonely autumn mood gradually became stronger. Fortunately, the clouds break and the rain is harvested in the back, and the weather is clear after the rain.

The garden version of Kunqu Opera "The Story of the Jade Hairpin" directed by Xu Lin officially began on such a clear autumn night. In order to combine the natural scenery, the performances are arranged in the evening, and five performances are planned. After four consecutive performances, there have been many videos and photos taken by fans on the Internet, as well as long reviews of the drama's fan word Zhuji. Even those netizens who have passed by and don't know much about Kunqu opera have inadvertently glanced at them, and many of them are so beautiful that they fall into the trap.

It's just that because it is a real garden scene, the ticket price is high, and the number of shows is small, so many people can only get eye addiction by searching for videos online. In order to meet the needs of "insects", Xu said on Weibo that he has contacted the professional team. After the last performance, a video shooting will be carried out, and finally it will be sold as a disc.

This day is the last scene of "The Story of the Hosta".

In the morning, Super was going to the home of his teacher Lu Pingliang to ask some questions. However, Mr. Lu’s home is an old community and it is not easy to park. He was in a hurry today and simply parked the car in the nearby People’s Park parking lot and chose to take a few more steps.

People's Park is the most famous blind date in the city. Many uncles and aunts are like going to work 9 to 5 nights, staying here to find objects for their children. Super didn't expect it before, until he saw the chaotic and noisy scene before him. He wanted to take a detour, but unfortunately it was too late, and an uncle quickly grabbed his arm.

"Young man, are you looking for someone?" The uncle held his daughter's resume in his hand, and smiled cheerfully at Super.

Super took off his sunglasses, tugged his arm without tugging, so he tugged at the corner of his mouth, looked at the uncle and said: "There are two houses in this city without loans, divorced with a child, do you have any needs here?"

The uncle was shocked, shaking his lips and stammering: "The guy looks pretty young, he has a lot of life experience."

Super tugged at the corner of his mouth again and corrected: "It's not me, it's my mother."

At this time, the uncle didn't get any breath from his nose, so he bypassed Super and left.

Super smiled and shook his head, and walked out of the People's Park.

Under the melting moonlight, the last performance of the garden version of "The Story of the Jade Hairpin" ended successfully.

Because there will be shooting the next day, all the lighting and props do not need to be removed. The staff is ready to leave after get off work after arranging the audience to leave. Qingcheng was called by Director Xu to talk about the shooting the next day. The decision on this matter was relatively sudden and not a trivial matter, so Director Xu explained to Qingcheng for a long time. In order to avoid omissions, Qingcheng opened the mobile phone memo and wrote them down one by one.

When the second uncle finished explaining, Qingcheng remembered that today's Weibo had not been posted yet. Because this is the last one, the content should be more aftertaste. She thought about several things, but all felt wrong.

At this time, there were still a lot of people in the front yard, and there were noisy voices everywhere, and the green orange was calm, and simply walked towards the backyard dressing room. The more you walk inward, the quieter. Finally she walked to the pavilion and sat on the wooden bench inside and began to work.

A paragraph of text was written, written, deleted, and finally finished, she found that time had passed unconsciously for a long time. Most of the actors, including Tong Anzhi's dressing room, are already dark, but Super's room still shows a ray of light.

This ray of light seemed to be the unwillingness and the unwillingness hanging in her heart. She has had this emotion before, but it has been a long time since. At that time, he said "I made a mistake, I'm sorry" and disappeared. After that, she looked for him several times, but never saw him again. When she walked out of teacher Guqin's house for the last time, stepped on the bus, and thought that she would never see him again, she felt that way in her heart.

She felt that her mood today was particularly wrong, and she didn't know if it was caused by the ending atmosphere.

Qingcheng shook his head, planning to finish editing Weibo and leave.

If she stayed any longer, she was afraid that she was not only about to "have been troubled by the sea", she might even "ask what love in the world is, and teach life and death."

When Super walked out of the room, he saw the person standing in the pavilion getting up, his face softened by the light of the phone.

He stared at her silently for a while, saw her leaving, and whispered her name: "Xu Qingcheng."

Qing Orange nearly dropped the phone on the ground, and turned around and saw Super walking towards this side. She smiled peacefully: "Boss Su, you have worked hard. The performance was a success."

Super stood outside the pavilion: "Thank you."

His voice was very gentle, so Qingcheng couldn't help but think more.

"Second Uncle is still in front, I will take his car home in a while. Let's go first." Qingcheng finished speaking, and wanted to leave without waiting for the other party to reply, but felt that her behavior was too hasty and it was a little more unreasonable. In the sense of fleeing, she said again, "Goodbye then." Then she walked out of the pavilion and went forward.

If "Canghai" really likes herself, does she want to jump into the sea bravely or turn her head back? The "Canghai" nearly drowned her back then. Can she really muster her courage again now?

Only a few dim lamps were left in the backyard looking at each other, and the vegetation was faint. Qing Cheng walked forward with her head dull. Suddenly, she stepped on the air, and after a muffled sound, she fell down like weightlessness!

It was cold in the late autumn night, and the water in the garden was even more bitingly cold.

When the ice-cold water suddenly hit, Qing Cheng didn't even shout out in shock, but just made a small "Ah" and then got out of the water. The water in this pond is not deep, but the bottom is full of silt. She stood tremblingly, feeling that the shoes on her two feet had been completely sunk in, and she could not move.

Qing Orange asked the sky silently.

The next second, someone grabbed her slender arm forcefully: "Don't move, I will pull you up."

Qingcheng looked at the people by the pool with the light from the side of the corridor, and felt deeply that it was better to let her drown in the pond.

It's a pity that the water in the pond is so shallow that it won't drown her.

One of Super's foot had already stepped in, supporting her back with one hand, and reaching under her knee with one hand. Qing Orange avoided it and listened to him in a deep voice: "You are good, don't move. Otherwise, the sinking will get deeper.

Then he used his hands to lift her out of the pond and put her on the big rock next to him. He quickly took off his sweater and put it on her.

"Dirty..." Qingcheng is a clean person. She knows that she is covered with muddy water now, and she doesn't want to stain his clothes.

"The water is cold and you will catch a cold." Super's tone was beyond doubt.

Qing Cheng looked at the short-sleeved T-shirt remaining on him, tried to refute but didn't say anything, because he had picked her up again.

"Ah!" Qing Orange exclaimed.

"Why didn't you shout when you fell into the water just now?" Super frowned and said to her.

"...Give me some time, I can come out by myself."

Super sighed, seeming helpless.

Qingcheng was thinking, what's all this? What a shame!

Super quickly carried him to the bathroom doorway in the dressing room.

"Hurry up and take a hot shower, don't catch a cold."

Qingcheng originally wanted to return his clothes, but seeing that it was dirty, she stood there hesitating.

Super urged: "Go, I'll be waiting for you outside." After that, he went out.

Green Orange opened the bathroom door, the water vapor inside had not yet dissipated, and there was a faint smell of shampoo in the air. She looked at the blurry herself in the mirror, and she couldn't help covering her face with her hands. The moment she thought about jumping into the sea heroically or turning her head back to the shore, she fell into the water the next moment, but she was still in front of him—as a director, she didn’t know. Should I define this scene as a comedy or a tragedy?

When Super stood outside, it was getting colder and colder around him, but he was not cold at all, and the residual warmth he was full of just now made his blood flow quickly.

He himself was stained with muddy water, so he went to another room to pick up a basin of cold water, wiped it with a towel, and changed into a spare set of underwear.

The cold water lowered his body temperature, and Super felt calmer, and then sat down slowly.

Before long, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Qing Orange did not come out for a long time.

Super looked inside, and suddenly realized that she seemed to have no clothes to change, not even shoes.

So he got up and went to the clothing room next door, took a Tong Anzhi costume, from the inside out, plus a pair of embroidered shoes. He put everything on a stool, then put the stool by the bathroom door, and said to the inside: "Clothes and shoes, I put it at the door." After that, he went back to the outside room.

He heard the sound of the bathroom door opening, and he could imagine that the door was only opened a slit, and then closed again.

Time seems to be passing very slowly at this time, tick tick, as if you can stop it by reaching out.

During this seemingly frozen time, Super thought a lot. He has never fought uncertain battles since he was a child. Before going on stage, he will try his best to practice and adjust every word and body to the best. But emotions can't be perfect at all. The emotions come and go without reason, calculation, and control.

He originally wanted to wait until tomorrow to ask her out, but now, he doesn't want to wait any longer.

After a while, the people inside finally opened the door and walked out.

She wore the blue and white "paddy dress" on her body, because she was slightly taller than Tong An, so the embroidered shoes were also exposed, small and delicate. The long, half-dry hair fell away, and she simply tied it up with the original rubber band.

Qingcheng had never worn a costume, and was a little awkward.

Super had never seen Chen Miaochang like this, and he was a little startled.

The two looked at each other for a long time before Super slowly walked over.

Qingcheng saw him standing still in front of her, and then sang a soft sentence: "The pheasant is clear and lonely, and flies lonely and incomparable. She feels widow and shaoyang, and resents the widow who lives in hesitation and hesitation."

This passage of "Pheasant Flying" is exactly the lyrics of Pan Bizheng in "Qin Tiao" suggesting that he has no wife. Qingcheng has already been familiar with it these days. Now I am wearing Chen Miaochang's clothes, and Super sings this music to her...

When listening at such close range, Qingcheng's heart began to beat more and more fiercely. When she thought of this, her mind was completely blank and she couldn't move anymore.

"What do you mean?"

Su Po grabbed her hand, his palms were slightly sweaty, and slowly said: "Miss Xu Qingcheng, my name is Su Po, I studied opera at the age of fourteen and sang opera for 11 years. I don’t have many hobbies and personality. Fortunately, I can cook some home-cooked meals. May I ask, do you have a demand?"

"..."

Super was confessing to her.

Does he really like himself?

Qingcheng thought of her happiness that year, the shame and anger of that year, and the shock of goodbye, deliberate dodge, and...like again, all kinds of tastes surged up, she clenched her fist and slammed him at him. Chest.

Super snorted. He had thought about many of her reactions, but he didn't expect it to be like this, but he knew why she did it.

Qingcheng raised her head and asked: "Do you like me?"

"like."

"The kind of love between men and women?"

"The love of men and women."

"No mistake?"

"No."

Green Orange looked down for a long time, and Super's breathing was light.

"Then I like you too."

Super took Green Orange and detoured from the back door to the parking lot. She was wearing his windbreaker jacket, and her long black jacket wrapped her "paddy field suit" tightly.

The streets at night are very quiet. Super has been holding her hand, intertwining her fingers for a while, and then holding her fingers together and kneading gently. Green Orange was panicked and drew his hand, but he didn't get it back, so he left.

She still had an unreality in her heart. But the temperature in her hands told her that they were indeed together.

Qingcheng felt that she was really useless.

It seemed that the two of them had been walking for a long time, and they felt that they were arriving very soon.

This is the second time Qingcheng has taken Super's car.

After Super drove the car, he took her left hand again and put it to her lips to kiss. She didn't let go after the kiss, and just leaned on like a kiss.

Qingcheng felt that she had consumed too much energy today, some of which could not cope with it, and her brain was deprived of oxygen. She murmured: "I'm so sleepy."

Super looked at her sideways, and saw that the person beside him had shallow dimples and a peachy face, and his heart throbbed again.

"I kiss you, are you sleepy?"

"...You kiss me, I am sleepy, these two sentences are parallel, not causal."

Super smiled and let go of her hand: "Okay, you sleep a while, I will call you when I get there."

Qingcheng thought that in this case, even if she was sleepy, she wouldn't be able to fall asleep, but she closed her eyes and thought about it for three to five minutes before she went to sleep. The old dream was re-realized to make up for the shortcomings. In addition to the unexpected joy, she still had a little worry. If he remembered her, he would not know how he would react. Don't know how long you can "be together" this time?

She didn't wake up until she heard someone call her name. After seeing who the person in front of her was, she didn't know for a moment what eve was. She looked out the window and had reached Xiangzhu Lane.

"It's here." When Qingcheng unfastened her seat belt, people around her suddenly reached out and pressed her hand. With a click, the seat belt was firmly locked again. Afterwards, Super lowered his head and kissed her. Although it was only the point where the lips touched the lips, at that moment, Qing Orange had a feeling of dizziness that was rushed to the heights by the huge waves and was helpless. She stretched out her hand slightly and grabbed a corner of his clothes.

Super restrained back, and said softly: "Good night." Finally, he helped her unfasten the seat belt.