"Yao son, the old tailor's costume came out today. You must behave well tomorrow. Alas, I was so happy that I couldn't sleep all night at the thought that Su Wanyuan was about to board Wang Fu's boat. "
Su Jie was wearing a black cloak with a dull Yu Pei hanging under his collar. Marketers know at a glance that it is a fake, especially a black cloak. From a distance, it can beat passers-by, but if you look closely, it will be rough.
At this time, Shanghai is in turmoil, and good clothes are hard to find. Su Jie, who sharpened his head and squeezed into the upper class, began to imitate the dress of the official wife. She said she was more confident when she walked on the road.
Chen Yuzhen drew a thin eyebrow on her temple with a pencil, but her eyes were stupefied. It took a long time to hear her say, "Sister Su, is Su Wanyuan a pear garden or a brothel?"
At the age of sixteen, Chen Yuzhen was sold by her father to a nearby theater. She has a pair of beautiful eyes, and her singing is crisp and pleasant. She speaks English fluently, speaks English fluently, and drags a waxy Su sound at the end, which sounds very attractive, so she is very popular in the team.
In the theater, she was given the title of "female version". On the day of the performance, the narrow theater was crowded with readers who were crazy about the play.
Her sleeves covered her hands, and her skirt was like an unfolded lotus leaf. Although the skirt is long, it does not show its feet, so it is light and shy. Her thin lips opened slightly, and a delicate opera cavity overflowed from her throat.
"thirty years Xi rengat disappeared, so an old friend found Xi without shadow. The bright moon enters the window, red, yellow and black, and the clouds are full of tears. "
Singing is just a discount in the Beijing opera The Golden Lock.
Chen Yuzhen, whose face is still immature, appropriately played Cao, who was vicious and decisive after middle age. The audience applauded for a long time and the theater earned a lot of money.
Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. Three years later, the theater was transferred to the teahouse because of the warlords' scuffle and poor management.
When Chen Yuzhen was packing, she heard a noise downstairs. She leaned forward and looked down at the window. A well-dressed man is talking to the boss, smiling from time to time and looking very gentle.
After a while, the boss ran upstairs with a swish and said cheerfully, "Jade pillow, the guest downstairs is from Beiping." He said that he was ordered to go south to look for Hannah Quinlivan. After watching your play, he liked it very much and paid 200 yuan to take you away! "
She couldn't help looking downstairs again. The gentleman still kept smiling, just right, not frivolous, but somewhat hypocritical.
There is a car parked in front of the theatre. Vaguely, she saw a figure in the back seat of the car, but with a hat, she couldn't see her face clearly, but he sat up straight. It looks awesome.
Chen Yuzhen has earned enough money over the years, thinking of going back to her hometown to find a sister to open a small shop together, so that she can live in this troubled times safely.
But I don't know what happened, but she must have been enchanted.
The boss is beaming. He cheered, clapped his hands and praised her for her fame in the pear garden in the future.
The gentleman opened the car door for her. She thanked her and got on the bus with her luggage. This is her first time to take a bus, but because of her face, she dare not look around.
She glanced at the man with his hat pressed low next to his eyes. She estimated that he was in his mid-twenties, wearing a gray suit and tie, but wearing an inappropriate hat, which should be bought temporarily. A tall nose looks particularly sharp in the backlight. He was particularly sensitive and realized that the jade pillow was just around the corner. He frowned slightly and turned his face to the other side.
She was very rude and sat down quietly.
There were three people in the car, but the atmosphere was awkward. It's up to the gentleman who drives the car to mobilize the atmosphere. He always shows that decent smile, as if even the radian of the corners of his mouth is good, which makes people feel uncomfortable. Jade pillow didn't answer his words.
She was lying on the window, and the autumn wind slowly brushed her face.
When she arrived in Shanghai, she heard a whistle and the officers and men pulled up the rope to block the road. Crowds and cars were blocked aside. The driver finally stopped laughing and complained, "There are too many people in Shanghai for the car to pass."
"Sheng Rui, close her window." The man sitting next to him finally spoke.
This gentleman named Sheng Rui is very busy.
Jade pillow unknown so looked at him. At this moment, he took off his hat, combed his hair neatly, and his bright but vicious eyes changed into an intimate face in an instant, nodding slightly at the officers and men outside the window. The officers and men bowed and let him go.
Sheng Rui took her to the "Su Wan Garden", which is a spacious courtyard with blue tiles and white walls, surrounded by green trees, and Hua Dan in Tsing Yi, full of flowers and birds, just like a peony play.
The troupe here is different from before. There is a special class for girls who train Hannah Quinlivan. Sister Su wears a slim cheongsam and smiles charming. She said to Sheng Rui, "We are going to the theatre next week. Remember to call the host. "
ShengRui nodded.
When the car caught fire, Jade Pillow thought about it and followed closely. Just like when singing opera, she said angrily, "Is that gentleman in the car your master?"
Surprised, Sheng Rui looked around and said quickly, "He's just a businessman in Beiping. I'm going to Shanghai, so let him get off." After thinking about it, he added, "I am so polite to him only because he gave me a generous fare." It is not easy to get a few dollars in this world. "
The jade pillow hangs its eyes and answers yes.
In the three years of "Su Wanyuan", her figure and serious manner have become more and more brilliant. The reader's favorite "Mei Fei" was packed. Once, a gentleman left two hundred silver tickets to show his gratitude. With such profligacy, the jade pillow became more famous.
And "Su Wanyuan" is supported by official teenagers and celebrities, and ordinary people simply have no time to go to the theatre. Later, many famous actresses married wealthy businessmen or military officers as concubines and gave up singing.
Some cinemas began to make things difficult for Su Wanyuan and sent people to smash the venue every few days. Su Jie wanted to cry, and whenever she was free, she cried with a jade pillow, telling her how uncomfortable she was.
Unexpectedly, a few days later, I received a letter from Wang Yamen inviting me to sing a play at the banquet.
This is a great opportunity. With the ship of Wang government, which war zone will dare to provoke Su Wanyuan in the future?
Jade pillow doesn't like it. Although she is not a patriotic and enthusiastic person and doesn't want to get involved in the puppet government, she can't resist her indecision in the end.
On the eve of departure, she studied the letter again, and there was a word written in the lower right corner. Gu.
At this time, the jade pillow did not know how powerful the word "Gu" was, nor did it know that once the word "Gu" was put down, it could easily take away other people's lives. At this time, she just thought it was an invitation letter from an idiot who also loved drama.
Second, second, care about life.
The audience was full of officials in military uniforms, and there was nothing in their eyes. They squinted at her face, as if they couldn't hear what she was saying, and they didn't care whether the sleeves she waved were natural and beautiful.
"Alas, I am lonely and cold as plum blossoms. How can I compete with idle peaches and plums for spring charm? I only blame Joe Dongfeng for being too inaccurate and not knowing Xue Tiansheng's arrogance. "
She read Jiang Caiping's "Pour White" sadly. When her feelings came, she thought that Mei Fei had been abandoned by Li Shimin, and she had gone from being loved to being ignored. She had to rely on a traitor to gain a foothold in the pear garden. At that time, she felt very sad and burst into tears.
Looking up, I saw the man sitting next to her lost in thought.
Jade pillow zheng, utterly confused, eager to forget the next sentence, she stood there, dim light coldly playing on her costume, the audience was silent.
Suddenly, the man applauded. He was dressed in a dark green military uniform with heavy eyebrows and a little stubbornness in his eyes. He sits in the front row. He's from the Wang government? And the official position is not small.
Does he hide himself deeply, or is he the simplest idiot in front of Beijing opera, although he kills people like hemp?
Everyone looked at each other, but then there was thunderous applause at the meeting. Jade pillow took a deep breath, hurriedly thanked, back out.
She took off her makeup backstage and just put on her cheongsam when a page came in and said to her, "Miss Jade Pillow, someone is invited."
She hesitated, but she followed the page.
Riding a tricycle, after many twists and turns in the corridor, she stepped on the wooden floor, and her high heels made a drumming sound, which made her a little uncomfortable.
When she arrived, the page motioned for her to push the door and go in.
The room was decorated in Japanese style. The man sat on the floor, with a pot of tea on the table and Japanese kimonos and clogs beside him. Jade pillow some rejection, took a step back.
He followed her eyes and smiled. "I had it when I came in. I don't have this special hobby. "
His smile eased the atmosphere and the jade pillow sat down.
"If I remember correctly, I met my husband three years ago." Jade pillow gently took a sip of hot tea.
"It's hard for you to remember."
"Mr. Wang likes go to the opera very much?"
"That doesn't count." He filled his mouth with tea with a smile.
Jade pillow with him, become nervous, trembling, always alert to the trouble outside, I heard that the government organization personnel who assassinated Wang recently were caught, and the situation was turbulent at that time, and he died carelessly. This assassination made people in the street feel restless for no reason.
Now she is with the people of the Wang government. If the bullet misses, it's her who dies.
He asked her what her name was. When he asked, he looked at the teacup with warm eyes, held the bubbling tea with tweezers, picked it up and put it down again.
Then he smiled and said, "I hope no one is thinner than Huanghua."
Jade pillow is a little surprised. What he said was the last sentence in Li Qingzhao's "Drunk Flowers" in the Song Dynasty. "Undead, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers."
Moreover, there is a sentence in this word "Jade pillow gauze kitchen, cool in the middle of the night", which is her name, Jade pillow.
The name "Jade Pillow" was chosen by herself when she was sixteen. She likes Li Qingzhao better because she was moved by her words.
Suddenly there was a quick knock at the door. He glanced at the door and let the man in.
The person who came in looked at the jade pillow defensively. He nodded, and the man said in a low voice, "Damn it, I've done everything I can, and my teeth are gone. They still refuse to vomit a word. "
Jade pillow eyebrows a wrinkly, eyes looked at him straight.
His eyes began to become cold and sharp, and a gloomy smile appeared on his face: "I received a letter from a poisonous needle. These people all have wives and children. "
The man's wrinkled face began to smile, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Gu Yan, you are really good."
It's getting dark On this small balcony, Yi Deng glows, and Jade Pillow proposes to sing a play for him.
He answered so well that he even made the tea, leaned against the wall and looked down at his guard.
Jade pillow is wearing cheongsam, and even the makeup is simple and elegant. In this small room, she took out the seriousness of getting on the big stage, but when she opened her mouth, Gu Yan's face changed.
She sang "The Green Frost Sword" in the bridal chamber. Shen Xuezhen hated his opponent, waiting for an opportunity to assassinate him. She looked at each other for a while, her eyes full of smiles; I turned my head and wanted to cramp his face.
The jade pillow is decorated on both sides, which really takes pains to express how much she hates herself.
He should know that she can't stand this.
Treason, mole?
He has heard so much, but these people are just dying.
He tried to spit in his face, but the next second his tongue was pulled out.
I have never seen any big waves, and I have walked in front of death many times. What is there to be afraid of?
He didn't interrupt her, but listened to her play quietly.
After singing the last sentence, Gu Yan closed the cup with a smile and said, "This is really a good play."
A good show.
Jade pillow trembled with fear, knowing that she had offended him, but she had no regrets in her heart. His hands are stained with the blood of so many innocent people. How did he sit here and watch the opera with a clear conscience?
It was three months after the bonfire outside, and he could turn Shanghai upside down with his fingers, and the next order would divide people.
But obviously he's the one who deserves to die.
When Yu Zhen realized that she had this idea, she gasped.
Go to hell. The word seems far away from her.
She is a character who lives in the play. She loves and hates everyone in the play. She locked herself in a golden cage and escaped.
At this time, it began to rain outside the window, and the rain swept from the curtains. It was a dripping rain, which was out of place with this gloomy building. Mosquito-repellent incense floated up and smoked into my heart.
Back to Su Wanyuan, Su Jie hurriedly crowded up, a face of flattery, grinning to ask questions, only hate yourself not at the scene.
When Su Jie asked, "Have you seen any big shots?" Yu Zhen had a meal. Su Jie immediately realized that something was wrong. She was like a fly that she couldn't get rid of, chasing her to ask questions.
After Yu Zhen said frankly, she was surprised to ask repeatedly, Gu Yan? Gu Yan has important spy information of Shanghai Wang government?
After that, like a frying pan, the whole person became excited and clamored for Yu Zhen to accompany him for a walk.
That night, the jade pillow tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, the straw mat rustled and the bed board creaked.
This is obviously a disgraceful thing. Why is everyone congratulating her? Is it because he holds the power that he can make people forget that what he has done will be remembered forever?
What's more frightening is that she began to enjoy the feeling of confronting Gu Yan all the way.
I hate him and use him at the same time. That's hypocritical. Jade pillow painfully realized that she was not so great and kind at all. She is just a nobody, and that little corner of the stage is her life.
After struggling and thinking in the middle of the night, Yuzhen decided to buy some fruit to see him tomorrow as a formal thank you for helping her out.
Jade pillow stood stiffly in front of Gu Guan. When the doorman saw her, he led her directly into a room and didn't report it. It seemed that he had been back many times.
Suddenly she heard a fierce quarrel. Feeling guilty, she subconsciously hid in a compartment of the house.
It was a woman's voice, "Gu Yan, are you crazy? You are a spy yourself. You know how dangerous this task is! "
"I have got the intelligence network in Chongqing. Believe me, I can catch them all this time! "
Gu Yan opened the door and looked at the bright lights with a frown. He quickly looked around, and the jade pillow was in his throat, out of breath.
The woman turned her back to the jade pillow, and the jade pillow could not see her clearly.
Gu Yan then said to the girl, "Go back first."
Suddenly the woman said angrily, "Who is it?" Then he took out his waist gun and pointed to the jade pillow at the back of the carriage.
Jade pillow stood outside, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and looked at him subconsciously.
Gu Yan holding a gun, the strength of both sides began to tremble slightly.
The girl has short hair and a small face, and her eyes are full of anger. She said sadly and firmly, "Gu Yan, you have been going to the theatre for several years, and your heart is still left to your career." I can turn a blind eye to everything else, but this woman, she heard about us, she must die! "
Gu Yan's eyes flashed a sly smile, and his voice was very low. "If she is injured, Huaye will immediately receive the news of the poisonous needle mutiny. Do you think he believes me or you who live a busy life there? "
She took an incredible step back as if she didn't believe that he would say such a thing. You ...! Gu Yan, are you popular? ! "
"No, I have no faith in my heart. A handful of water has no shape, it can be any shape. You'd better not rush me. Let her go, I promise she won't tell, and you are safe. "
The woman's expression gradually eased, and the hand holding the gun relaxed. Gu Yan didn't lose anything, and the method of persuading others has always been like this. She put down the gun and glared at him angrily.
She was just about to turn around and go out when she suddenly had a sharp pain in her back. She wiped it with her hand, full of bright red blood, and then Gu Yanlian stabbed her several times. Before she could say anything, she fell to the ground.
Gu Yan was as cold as ice, threw the dagger on the ground and made a phone call.
"Sheng Rui, come up and give me a hand."
"Well, the poison needle is dead, find someone else to top it ..."
Jade pillow turned pale, tears reflected in her eyes. It was the first time that she was so close to death that she could still see the woman's closed eyes. The thick blood on that beach is getting bigger and bigger, as if it had soaked the wooden floor, and then it seeped in, and the blood stayed downstairs all night.
Su Wanyuan is like her ivory tower. She lived in it carefree, but he insisted on showing her the cruel world bit by bit. For him, it's as simple as peeling an orange, and blood keeps pouring out. He laughed wildly.
Gu Yan hung up the phone in a hurry, wanted to be close to her, and was afraid that the blood on her hands would scare her, so she had to look at her quietly.
It was a long time before he spoke. "I grew up in an environment of' either you die or I die'. I only know that if I let her go, your life will be in danger. If so, do you still think I am terrible? "
Tears welled up in the jade pillow, and I couldn't stop.
She has only known him a few times. Why is he willing to take risks for her?
Promise me she won't tell?
What if Jade Pillow is really a spy in Chongqing?
This emotion came too fast, and at that time the jade pillow was knocked out of her mind. She can't cope with it, and she can't think about what role she played in this scene.
It's just an absurd play It was a dream, so it's over.
Three, three care about love
After the invitation of the celebration dinner, Jade Pillow once again became famous in the pear garden, but those old guests didn't come very often before, probably because they were afraid of getting involved with the Wangfu, and it was better to do more than less.
Gu Yan didn't come to see her either. She just sends a few letters from time to time. Su Jie thinks that she has made friends with some literati, and who ever got these poems and paintings in the war?
Jade pillow, throw it into the brazier and burn it clean.
Xiu Qing came back a few days ago. She wore a bun, her eyebrows were bent and thin, and she was wearing a moon-white organza cheongsam, leaning over and sitting in a chair.
She is the famous Tsing Yi in Su Wanyuan. She had a bright future, but she finally chose to marry an official in the king's government. She smiled and said that Mrs. Fu's life was so boring that she might as well sing with the team.
There is quite a show-off in the tone.
When she left, she left a message.
"Son, it's not a bad thing to lower yourself."
It seems that HuaLiYouHua, jade pillow wry smile.
It's really rainy season. The rain poured down and the ground was covered with white fog.
For the first time, she wrote a letter to Gu Yan. This is a brown paper envelope with a red stamp at the opening.
Comfortable small print copied Li Qingzhao's words. That's all.
Jade pillow thought, will he still torture the prisoner one second, and then pick up a pen and copy Huanxisha the next?
It's like the devil fell in love with growing flowers.
No matter how you look at it, it is very inappropriate.
One day, several Japanese officers came to see Su Wanyuan. They told Yu Zhen in broken Chinese that their leader invited her to sing opera.
Jade pillow knows that if she sings to the Japanese this time, she will really be charged with treason. When her heart was dying, she suddenly remembered Gu Yan.
More hearts are dying.
For Yu Zhen, Gu Yan is all her struggles and contradictions, and we should try our best to suppress his feelings and feelings.
Gu Yan came alone, but suddenly forgot his identity. He talked with the Japanese army in fluent Japanese, laughing and laughing like a bosom friend.
He looked over from time to time, and the jade pillow had to smile at him.
He smiled and curled his head, as if to say that she didn't have to.
Japanese soldiers went home angrily. Jade pillow asked him curiously what he said. He took out a letter from behind and handed it to her. He smiled and said, "I told a little lie and said you were my fiancee."
Jade pillow one leng, helplessly smiled, as if feeling sad for this farce.
There is a dim light in front of Su Wanyuan. His silhouette is facing the light, his eyes are drooping, his eyelashes are shining, and he leans against a pale cheek, which has a gentle scholar temperament.
In a trance, he is not a demon with blood on his hands, but a scholar who has lost his dream.
With that street lamp, the vague shadow on the ground makes me feel more ambiguous and intimate.
He didn't look at her.
Gu Yan pulled her into the car, even without a driver. He drives his own car. Jade pillow asked him several times where he was going. He smiled and shook his head, but he didn't want to say anything.
The darker the sky, the fewer pedestrians on the road, and there are few strollers in the whole street. The coachman also became weak, gradually unable to run, and I don't know how many guests I received at the end of the day.
Occasionally, passing cars light up, just like the moon hiding behind clouds. The wind was blowing hard, and suddenly the sun was shining, which made people very uncomfortable.
Everything is like going back to three years ago. She leaned against the door, her head against the window glass, and her scalp was as cold as an electric shock.
"If you do this, the bullet will blow your head off."
Suddenly cold words, jade pillow shuddered half, head like wobbly hanging there, she immediately close to Gu Yan, a pair of dying together.
Gu Yan glanced at her and then couldn't help laughing.
The huge old theater is brightly lit, and the wooden benches under it are neatly arranged. You can tell at a glance that someone arranged it on purpose.
Jade pillow used to think that this stage had the momentum of singing Farewell My Concubine, and that small corner was so wide that it seemed to take a long time to come to an end. In fact, it was only half as big as the stage.
A red feather yarn was placed on the chair, and the jade pillow entered the play. She made sleeves out of red feather yarn and went on stage to play.
Gu Yan looked at her, eyes dizzy with laughter.
This old theater is now deserted, but it was difficult to make an appointment at the Opera House three years ago, let alone sing on stage.
When Su Wanyuan was a stunning actress, she was a newcomer and suffered a lot. She had to sneak into the old theater to imitate the accent of a famous actress. It turns out that Hua Dan's sleeves are full of feelings.
She stayed in the old theater day and night. When she was fascinated, she didn't even eat a bite a day. She likes to sing boldly here when the lights are turned off and the hospital is closed.
It's a pity that in the end, she didn't get addicted to a prank on stage.
Jade pillow didn't expect Gu Yan to know this secret base that she thought belonged only to her.
"You know what? In those days, I was there, "Gu Yan pointed to a position in the corner. Because it was too dark, the jade pillow could hardly see another position there. "I heard you howling all night."
"I came to find peace, but I didn't expect to meet you."
"I wanted to leave, but I was afraid to scare you, so I thought about forbearance, but you sang all night."
Gu Yan remembered once upon a time, put his hand over his eyes and showed his angular chin.
Jade pillow didn't know there was such an encounter with him. First she hung her eyes shyly at the ground, and then she laughed with him.
"After that, every time I look at it, you are there, and I will come every time." It's quiet around, and this sentence he said is particularly clear.
The light was still on when I left. When I looked back outside, it was a bit like the house was on fire.
The two of them are like lovers who escaped from the fire. All the past is reduced to ashes. They walked side by side, Gu Yan gently holding her hand. She didn't let go.
This is the bravest thing she has ever done in her life.
It is impossible to talk about it, but she doesn't want to talk about it in the future.
Jade pillow looked up at him, with a smile unconsciously floating on her face, as beautiful as a drop of ink on Yun Xuan's stationery, ancient and charming.
Fourth, stationery.
On August 1945, the puppet government of Wang officially collapsed.
The night before, people came in and out of the long corridor, and everyone was rushing to pack up and leave. Japan announced its unconditional surrender, and this so-called government supported by Japan will naturally collapse.
Strangely, people outside this building are rejoicing for War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression's victory, while people in this building are very sad and temporarily unemployed, and their lives may be in danger.
Gu Yan's room was dark, and there were one cigarette after another in the small handle. He sat in a chair with a gaunt face, tearing his nails almost paranoid, and blood was flowing.
Sheng Rui broke in and helped him put away the important books. He said quickly, "Gu Yan, why are you still sitting here?"? I have booked a plane ticket to San Francisco for you, and it will be too late if you don't leave! "
Gu Yan suddenly smiled, stood up and murmured, "Yes, Sheng Rui, give the ticket to Yu Zhen and let her go!"
Sheng Rui looked at him like a madman and shouted, "Gu Yan! Do you think the Kuomintang will let you go? ! They have arrested Zhou Fohai. I heard that he was sentenced to death! Jade pillow won't die, and she won't die if you leave. Come back and pick her up when you are stable there in the future! "
After several days of sleepless nights, Gu Yan was a little at a loss. He held the desk and said word for word, "I just want her to sing well." Forgetting my identity will put her in danger. I don't want her to be looked down upon by others in the future. Do you understand! "
The next day, I received a letter from him, still in comfortable small print, and wrote the word "Gu" in the lower right corner.
There is only one ticket in it.
The boy who delivered the letter said, "My brother said he would wait for you in San Francisco. When you arrive, someone will receive you. Time is urgent, don't delay. "
After that, every month, Jade Pillow always receives a letter from Gu Yan.
Said he couldn't show up now and told her to wait.
It's a pity that he forgot to take Li Qingzhao's poems with him when he fled hastily.
It is said that the Haitang in Su Wanyuan was in full bloom, so he couldn't help picking a few and begged her to forgive him.
At first, it was a few letters a month, and then it took several months to receive one.
Counting carefully, there is still a bamboo basket full.
Jade pillow more see more sad, also can understand his feelings for her is just a whim, three parties, never talk.
There is a narrow window in the cell, through which you can see a blooming begonia. Gu Yan's bangs were soaked with sweat, and the skin whipped by the rope the other day seemed to be inflamed again, sweating with pain.
He squatted on the ground in confusion and wrote the last letter: Jade pillow dear, Haitang is still there, my heart is not there, find another lover and hope well.
And then went to ask him for help to send the officer.
The man glanced at him and said, "What do you want? You will be sentenced to death tomorrow. Forget it, forget it. I gave you so much. It's not bad this time. Hey. "
1947 March 15, Gu died on this warm spring day in bloom.
He seemed to see the jade pillow on the stage and waved his sleeves to let him follow.
What happened to the girl who cried when she was scolded by Master, the girl who dared to pinch his neck when she sang and danced, and the woman who finally held hands with him?
Bang, the world is quiet, leaving a sigh.
F: Since when?
How long has that girl been here?
While crying, I continued to practice Peking Opera hard.
There are two men sitting on the bus not far away, but they can't see clearly in the dark.
Gu Yan looked at her through the window, smiling all the time. He seemed to see that he was serious when he was a child, but his adoptive father got angry and tore up all his poems.
It's already ten o'clock at night. She seems to be used to being in the dark, but unlike other girls, she cries to go home as soon as it gets dark.
Sheng Rui hadn't seen him so attentive for a long time, but then he said loudly, "It's getting late. Let's go home first. I heard that the theater is looking for someone to adjust recently, and it is a big deal that we will pay a large sum of money to take the girl away. "
Gu Yan was silent for a long time, then said to himself, "What do you think ... if my adoptive father was not a pro-Japanese politician, would I take a completely different road ... next time I will really be a member of the Wang puppet government, so let me stay a little longer."
This picture is very helpless and pitiful, and all defenses are closed.
It sank for a few minutes, and the girl left. He didn't want to leave for a long time.
Gu Yan often thinks, when did he start to like her, or did he watch her play? But he has seen too many famous Hua Dan, and her plays are still immature.
Are you attracted by her persistence or do you like her simplicity?
He can't figure it out, but when he thinks about her, all the pain he thinks he can't stand is less.
For him, the jade pillow is his last compromise to the world.
(End)