The orchestra suddenly lost two people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But they are all very experienced people. Although Fang Jiping was gone, Fang suddenly disappeared as usual, but the people in the orchestra discussed it and continued to finish the next performance.

Of course, this is the request of Miss Zhang Xuanrui and Miss Zhang - the orchestra that can't be replaced at once, right?

Besides, in this kind of situation, it would be too perfunctory to only be able to play music through the stereo.

The next part is dancing.

This is a Western-style banquet, and the first dance is of course performed by the host's family.

Zhang Xuanrui came to Mrs. Zhang...... There are no men in the Zhang family, so this combination is somewhat weird, so Zhang Xuanrui also specially changed into a men's tuxedo.

The guests consciously carved out a circular space, allowing the two to slowly tread the rhythm.

Outside the crowd, the club owner, who had once again fallen into the barrier of people's perception, quietly carried a glass of water...... It's a long story, and after the whole story, you'll actually have a dry mouth.

"Master, Fang asked Wu Qiubin to take it away in the parking lot as usual. ”

Luo Qiu nodded, he suddenly looked at Black Soul No. 9, and said in his heart: "I just said that I wanted to give Grandmother Zhang Lurui a gift. ”

Black Soul No. 9 was stunned, he didn't know what his new master was mentioning this matter for.

But Luo Qiu snapped his fingers at this time.

Black Soul No. 9, who was dressed in a black robe, gradually faded away from the black smoke on his body at this time, and put on a black and white tuxedo, which was completely revealed.

The hair was even neatly combed up with a large back.

It was a young but not handsome face, but it was a little paler. Looking at Black Soul No. 9's puzzled expression, Luo Qiu didn't speak.

He just took a white napkin from the side, folded it in half in his hand, and after folding it, he slowly stuffed it into the breast pocket of Black Soul No. 9's dress at this time.

Luo Qiu smiled and patted his pockets to make this place a little neater, and then said indifferently: "Go, go and dance with Zhang Li Lanfang." It's a gift from me...... But you can't speak. ”

Black Soul No. 9 was stunned, and vaguely, he felt that the new master's instructions had some meanings that he couldn't think of.

But...... Do you want to dance with Zhang Li Lanfang on the dance floor?

Why...... Will there be an urge to get excited?

He walked slowly through the crowd, oblivious to the astonished gaze around him. It's just that in a whirling dance, he quietly replaced Zhang Xuanrui, and appeared in front of Zhang Li Lanfang in an instant.

Zhang Xuanrui, who had just finished a spin, looked at the suddenly extra figure in surprise at this time, interrupting her next dance steps.

Whoever is so ignorant came out at this time - even if there is a ritual of exchanging dance partners in Western balls, it is obviously not in this first dance.

Unexpectedly, her grandmother looked at the young man who came out in a daze, and her eyes suddenly became blurred.

Without speaking, Black Soul No. 9 just gently picked up Zhang Li Lanfang's palm and approached it.

Subconsciously, Mrs. Zhang didn't even resist, but followed the other party's footsteps and slowly walked around the dance floor.

There's no pretty pace.

What kind of emotion was that? Zhang Xuanrui never saw it in her grandmother...... Idiot? or what?

She suddenly felt that she could not fit in with the dance steps of this man and her grandmother, and she even felt that at this moment, all the people who existed here seemed to be superfluous.

Didn't speak.

Black Soul No. 9 and Zhang Li Lanfang just looked at each other silently, and they never left each other for a moment...... Until the waltz of the song has been played.

Another song then sounded at this time.

The first dance is over, and the next step is for everyone to dance. The guests began to spin onto the dance floor with their own dance steps.

Immersed in an unforgettable touch, Zhang Li Lanfang felt like she had returned to decades ago, when she was still young.

However...... I don't know when, there is no one around her.

Like a dream, this dance has come to an end.

The old lady was stunned, and looked around aimlessly, but there was no way to find the man who had suddenly broken in.

"Grandma'......"

Zhang Xuanrui came to Zhang Li Lanfang's side, "The one just now is ......"

Zhang Li Lanfang subconsciously shook her head, her expression was complicated, but she said to herself: "This may be the best birthday gift I received today." ”

I will give your grandmother a gift as a little compensation.

Subconsciously, Miss Zhang remembered that mysterious classmate who used to say things casually.

Won't it ......

......

......

Fang Jiping was busy along the way, and came to the hospital accompanied by his girlfriend Xiaoman.

Maybe he was cowardly, standing outside the hospital, Fang Jiping had a hesitation that he didn't dare to go in. Xiao Man grabbed Fang Jiping's palm at this time and said, "You are in the venue, so many people dare to tell their life experience, don't you dare to go in when you come here?"

Fang Jiping smiled bitterly, took a deep breath, took Xiao Man's hand, and walked into the hospital.

But when they came to the ordinary ward, Fang Jiping and Xiaoman didn't see Yang Ping, who was originally on the hospital bed. Not only is Yang Ping gone, but the cloth bag is also gone.

"How so...... When I left, people were still here, and they didn't wake up. Xiao Man was stunned and looked around in a panic.

Fang Jiping saw a nurse girl who was about to come in to visit outside the corridor, and hurriedly walked up and asked, "Girl, I want to ask, what about the lady on the hospital bed?"

"Oh, I was still there when I just went out, where did I go?" the nurse girl also looked confused.

At this time, a child reading a book lying on a hospital bed next to him suddenly said: "This lady just woke up and said that she was going to find his son, so she walked out by herself." ”

"This ......" Fang Jiping was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at his girlfriend.

Xiao Man hurriedly grabbed Fang Jiping's palm and said, "It shouldn't have gone far yet, let's look for it separately!"

......

No, the hospital doesn't.

There is no outside the hospital.

Aimlessly in the crowd, sweating profusely, Fang Jiping and Xiao Man still couldn't find out about Yang Ping.

"She's alone and in poor health...... Where can I go? Fang Jiping knocked on the trunk of the tree on the side of the road, looking anxious.

"Sell popsicles, delicious old popsicles~ Sell popsicles, delicious old popsicles...... Sir, miss, would you like some popsicles?"

A little brother with a duck tongue hat and a small insulated box on his body shouted all the way, and at this time came to Fang Jiping and Xiao Man.

Fang Jiping is in the mood to eat old popsicles?

He was irritable and wanted to drive the little brother away, but suddenly his heart moved, "Bring me two...... But little brother, let me ask you something, you haven't seen a big lady, she should be wearing a patient's clothes? ”

"Yes, I just bought me two popsicles. ”

"Where is it?" Fang Jiping suddenly grabbed the little brother's hands excitedly and asked.

The little brother pointed to the front and said, "Well, I just met at the corner in front of me, I don't know if I've gone far." ”

"Thank you!"

After saying that, Fang Jiping quickly ran in the direction that the little brother was pointing at. The little brother hurriedly said, "Sir, you haven't given change yet!"

"Don't!" Xiao Man hurriedly followed, and then turned around to look at the little brother who sold popsicles.

She suddenly stopped, hesitated, looked at the little brother who sold popsicles, frowned, and said, "Sir, have I seen you somewhere?"

"Is there one?" the popsicle seller pressed the cap he was wearing, and chuckled, "There shouldn't be...... Ah, that gentleman is gone. ”

Xiao Man looked back, and it was really.

"I remember...... This seems to be the little guy who put up a flyer downstairs yesterday?" she quickly turned around and looked, "Where's the person?"

......

......

The eldest lady sat under the tree like this, and there was an office building nearby, and there was no one at this point.

Quiet.

When Fang Jiping arrived, he saw Yang Ping lowering his head at this time, holding the shabby and old cloth bag, stroking it gently, as if he was saying something.

Step by step, he walked in front of Yang Ping.

I heard what Yang Ping said.

In fact, it was not a word, just a very old tune, which used to be sung by many women in the mountain village to lull the children to sleep.

She was completely immersed in her own world as if she didn't see anyone right in front of her. Gently shake the cloth bag in your hand, then take out the small wave from your bosom and shake it gently.

"Tiger baby, sleep, damn tiger baby, good boy......"

Seeing Yang Ping bow her head and kiss on the cloth bag, Fang Jiping's eyes instantly turned red.

He squatted on the ground, his hands trembling to grab Yang Ping's palm, which was deeply attached to his face, choked up and couldn't speak.

Yang Ping didn't seem to see it, and the little song in her mouth was not interrupted.

Obsessive.

"You don't recognize me......" Fang Jiping raised his head and said with difficulty.

The eldest lady seemed to pause, tilting her head, she suddenly looked at Fang Jiping, as if she was hesitating, and finally took out an old popsicle from her arms that had not been opened, "Don't cry, child, I invite you to eat popsicles, right?" ”

It had long since melted and became wet.

Reaching out to hold the popsicle, he suddenly knelt on the ground while squatting, holding it, Fang Jiping lowered his head, the whole body curled up, his head was lowered on the bricks and stones on the ground, and he screamed in pain.

Said it.

"Mother!"

"Don't cry, child. ”

Yang Ping stretched out her hand and touched Fang Jiping's head one by one, as gently as touching the cloth bag in her arms. For some reason, there was a smile on her face.

It's just that she is gently humming a little song in the mountains again, touching Fang Jiping's head, and touching the cloth bag in her arms, as if she belongs to her world, and there is one more person at this time.

Twenty years of wind and rain, Xiaoqu'er, the child goes home. (To be continued.) )