The location around the Qianqiu Theater is very good, and the accessible traffic ensures a relatively considerable flow of people in the theater.

Strangely, this teahouse next to the theater is not doing business.

When Lu Xiu stepped in, there was no one inside, not even the lights on.

He almost thought the store was closed.

"Hello?" he shouted, "anyone?"

No response.

Just as he turned to leave, he heard the sound of rustling behind him, mixed with the sound of footsteps a little dragging behind.

"You're finally here. ”

A lame old gentleman popped out silently, and even though the light in the room was so dim, he was still wearing a pair of sunglasses, and half of his face under the sunglasses smiled at him inscrutablely.

Lu Xiu's eyes widened suddenly: "...... are you?"

The old man who wandered in front of the gate of the courtyard decades ago and told him the reason for Xu Chunqiu's coma.

Bu operator, this is the person Su Chaodui asked him to find.

"Are you the descendant of that old gentleman?" Lu Xiu then quickly dispelled this thought, "...... No, you and he are the same person. ”

He has experienced all the time travel, and an old man who has been the same for nearly a hundred years does not seem so unbelievable.

"It seems that you have already remembered," the old gentleman shrugged his shoulders and pushed on his sunglasses with one hand, "Don't come to harm, Young Master Lu." ”

"Ask the master to save Xu Chunqiu. ”

Seeing that Lu Xiu was about to bow again, Bu Zhuanzi hurriedly gave a hand: "I'm just a teahousekeeper, where is the master?"

"Sit down first," he gestured to the seat in the teahouse, "I'll make you a pot of tea." ”

Different from Lu Xiu's eagerness and anxiety, the old man looked unhurried, the hot tea was on the table, the divination operator scalded the pot with boiling water, and then the hanging pot was high, and the boiling water rushed in, and the curled and shriveled tea leaves swirled and unfolded.

A cloud of smoke filled between them, and he gently scraped away the floating foam with the lid of the ou, then poured the tea into the juxtaposed teacups in turn, and pushed them to the opposite side.

Lu Xiu didn't even look at it, he picked it up and poured it into his mouth, and the hot tea entered his throat, and he didn't even frown.

Bu Operator's eyes behind the sunglasses narrowed slightly, and he slowly opened his mouth.

"You just said you wanted me to save her?" he looked him up and down with a critical eye, "I don't do things for nothing, and I have to pay for sending me to do things." ”

Lu Xiu took out a black card from his wallet and pushed it to him.

"There is no limit, you can withdraw as much as you want, whenever you want. ”

Bu Operator shook his head: "It's not just about money. ”

"What are you willing to pay for Xu Chunqiu?"

Lu Xiu did not hesitate: "Everything." ”

"Everything?" said Bu Operator, playfully, "Are you sure?"

"Everything I have," Lu Xiu's tone was calm and firm: "Huayu Media, Huarong Finance, my social status, money, and even my life." ”

"Anything can be given to her. ”

This is not a love sentence of vows, if he can exchange Xu Chunqiu back, he is willing to give up.

Bu Operator smiled slightly: "Life is not enough. ”

"I want a finger from you, will you give it to me?"

"Can she come back by chopping off one of my fingers?" Lu Xiu asked rhetorically.

He said it easily, as if they weren't talking about chopping off his fingers, but just chopping off a piece of pork.

Bu Operator picked up the teacup and took a loud sip, noncommittal.

Without saying a word, Lu Xiu rolled up his sleeves and put his hand in front of him: "Then take it." ”

Seeing him so happy, Bu Operator laughed instead.

"No, someone has already given it to her. ”

What does it mean that someone has already given it to her?

Lu Xiu was stunned for a moment: "Who?"

Bu Zhuanzi didn't answer, but Lu Xiu suddenly recalled a small truncated finger that Su Chaowan had put on the chair of the pear blossom wood Taishi.

It's Su Chaodu.

......

Xu Chunqiu opened his eyes suddenly, gasping for breath, his limbs cold.

The lungs looked like they were going to explode.

She woke up in the wing room of the opera garden, wearing a plain and simple gown, which was wet and uncomfortable.

She struggled to her feet, her hands and feet cold, and the hair on her forehead still wet.

"Senior sister!" the little Su Chaodui stared at the black grape-like eyes, came in with a bowl of porridge, and when he saw Xu Chunqiu wake up, he screamed and knocked over the bowl.

She hurriedly took the broom and dustpan and roughly cleaned it up, then took three steps and made two steps, and quickly jumped to Xu Chunqiu's bed.

"Senior sister, you're finally awake," she took Xu Chunqiu's hand and hummed quietly, like a clingy little animal.

Su Chaodui burst into tears: "I thought you would never wake up again." ”

But seeing Xu Chunqiu looking around in confusion, he asked with some hesitation: "What am I ......?"

The little Su Chaodui hugged her waist, and cried out again with a "wow", Xu Chunqiu patted her back, as if to soothe a frightened little animal, and said smoothly: "It's okay, it's okay, say it slowly." ”

Su Chaodui hung his head and sniffed quietly: "When you jumped off the bridge, you were swept away by the current in a flash, I thought you would never come back." ”

She regretted her uselessness, and asked Xu Chunqiu to turn around to save her.

"Fortunately, Brother Da Dong jumped into the water and fished you up......"

Bridge?

Yes, it's Lugou Bridge again.

Xu Chunqiu felt as if she was still hanging by the Weiya rope in the last second, hanging high on the turbulent Yongding River, and the next second she woke up in the wing room of the opera garden, returning to the era in which she lived before.

"Xiao Xu woke up?"

Gao Shenghan came in from the outside with a curtain, Xu Chunqiu sat up straight on the bed, struggling to get up, her eyes were red and she called out: "Master." ”

The head of the class waved her hand to let her continue to lie down, he leaned down, just like when her master got up at night to take care of her when she was a child, and reached out to tuck the quilt for her: "It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up......"

Xu Chunqiu raised her eyes silently, she saw the master, saw the same door, and saw everything she was once extremely familiar with, just like the Xu Chunqiu who was an idol and an actor, holding Lu Xiu's hand and kissing and hugging him, was just a bubble in his imagination.

After a while, she curled up in the quilt and asked sullenly, "Is Young Master Lu okay lately?"

"Who?"

Xu Chunqiu had an ominous premonition in her heart, and she repeated: "Young Master Lu." ”

Su Chaodui tilted his head and asked crisply, "Who is Young Master Lu?"