The special is not the main line and the main text, but just an independent short story of some supporting characters who have appeared and those who have not yet appeared.

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There is a teenager, his name is Zhao Yun, of course, he is not the Zhao Yun Zhao Zilong who is seven in and seven out, Nagasaka saves the young master, he is just a young man who sells baked cakes, and every day he watches his childhood sweetheart go to school immediately, and he makes baked cakes to greet guests, which is the greatest happiness. His childhood sweetheart is called Lan Jingjing.

Life in the slums is unsatisfactory, Zhao Yun is an outcast, was mistaken by the old beggar for garbage to pick up, only to pick up a life, after the old beggar died of illness, to the nearby factory to transport cement, bricks, hard to do manual work, in his spare time to rummage the garbage thrown by people, and that year, he was nine years old.

Lan Jingjing is an orchid in the slums, always standing aside, picking flowers to make garlands, or flipping through abandoned books or humming tunes that no one understands. Her mother was the mistress of a high-ranking official, it was the harshest season at that time, many high-ranking officials were caught and dismounted, Lan Jingjing's nominal father abandoned their mother and son in an undiscovered corner in order to keep his official position, and watched them fend for themselves, her mother died of illness due to depression and no good medical treatment, that year, she was six years old.

"Do you like to read? Here's for you. The dirty boy took a yellowed book and handed it to the girl, which he picked up, and he knew that the girl liked to read, so every time he saw a book when he picked up the garbage, he would put it away, wipe the dust on it, and finally give it to the girl as a precious gift.

"Thank you, I love it. The girl held the book in her arms and regarded it as a treasure.

The girl always likes to pick up the vegetable leaves that have been thrown on the ground after the market stall closes, and then go back to her hut that is not sheltered from the wind and rain, use simple kitchen utensils, make delicious vegetable soup, and wait for the boy's return.

"Is this the school? The people in here are carefree, it's so good!" the girl looked at the classmates in the school who were doing recess exercises, full of longing, hoping to be one of them.

"Then go ahead, I have a way, as long as you do more every day and move a few more times, it will be enough for your tuition." The boy patted his strong chest, proudly assuring.

"No, that's too hard, if I go to class, you will have to work even harder, if I don't bring you food at noon, you will be hungry." The girl shook her head and refused.

"No problem, it's okay to be hungry, one of the two of us must change, otherwise it will always be like this, I have a bad mind, you like to read, and your brain is smart, you can definitely be admitted to university, because this is our dream." ”

On that day, the girl cried, and the girl who didn't even cry when her mother died.

Then, in the slums, you can always see a young girl carrying a shabby schoolbag, setting off early, wearing straw sandals with open toes, even if her feet are bloody, she has to walk this road to school, day after day, never absent, because her happiness is won by the blood and sweat of the teenager.

The girl studies very well, always the first place, but she has no friends, her classmates are all dressed in gorgeous clothes, competing with each other, she just hides in the corner and reads quietly.

Being bullied and bullying on campus is almost commonplace, but she endures it silently, she can't let this opportunity go to waste because of her impulsiveness, and let his blood and sweat be in vain.

Slowly, the days went by like this, the boy once injured his muscles and bones when he was carrying, and was fired, as a work-related injury, he only got half a month's salary and two bags of rice and noodles, in order for the girl to continue to live the same life, he endured the pain in his arm, pushed an iron cart every day, and made baked cakes.

When the girl is out of school, she will also be with her, making hot baked cakes, and the hearts of both of them are warm, day after day, year after year, until that year, the girl graduated from high school, she was seventeen years old, and he was twenty years old.

"You have to go to college, that's what you've been trying to do for so many years. The man put his arm around the girl's trembling shoulder.

"I'm leaving, you're left alone, you're so clumsy that you won't take care of yourself. The girl choked.

"It's okay, I'll wait for you to come back, I'll be here selling pancakes and waiting for you to come back. Once again, the man said goodbye to the girl he loved the most, for her dreams, for her future.

The girl was admitted to the Huaxia Drama Academy, she wanted to become a star, not because of how dazzling it was, but she heard that becoming a star and receiving advertising endorsements can cost a lot of money, so that he doesn't have to sell baked cakes and can live a better life.

In the four years of college life, the girl has been working hard, she is the best in every subject, proficient in many musical instruments, and her appearance is becoming more and more sweet and lovely.

After graduating, she watched her colleagues who were not as good as her sign contracts with major companies, and only she held her resume and begged numbly. She's no worse than anyone else, just because, she doesn't have as much money as them, no connections as they have, and she doesn't have so many beautiful clothes and expensive cosmetics to dress herself up for scouts to dig into.

The girl returned to her hometown, threw herself into the man's arms and cried, crying very sadly, the man gently comforted her, he firmly believed that the money from the sale of the baked cakes was enough to sustain her livelihood.

The girl chose to go to a bar in the city to become a singer because she heard that being a singer in a bar can make a lot of money.

One day, many people found the girl, discovered her potential, signed a contract with her and trained her to become a singer.

She made a lot of money from her performance, and she was eager to run back and return to the man's arms, but was stopped. The company that signed her up did not allow her to associate with other people, demanding that they cut off all contact.

The girl refused, she would rather not have the money and continue to sing in the bar than leave this man, the most important man in her life.

However, not everything went according to her wishes, and the company that signed her was a well-known gangster in the city, threatening to make her fall if she quit and break the contract.

"Oh, so what, even if I become a bitch, I won't leave him, and likewise, he won't leave me. The girl sneered, even death could not stop her from loving him, nor could it stop her from returning to him.

However, the gangsters' methods are always ruthless and cruel, they take the man and put him in another room, through surveillance, watching the man blindfolded and locked in that dark corner.

Hearing that it was going to cut off the man's legs, the girl cried, she compromised, the man was let back, and the girl said cruel things to him at the stall selling the pancakes.

She still remembers that day, the man's baked cake was burnt.

After a long time, she didn't see the man, she kept performing, she kept playing, she kept singing, every time she laughed, she was crying inside, but she always looked forward to being able to perform the next time, because every time she performed, in the corner, there was always a man who cheered for her and cheered for her, no matter how she sang, just because the person on stage was her.

In later performances, she couldn't find a man, her performance was terrible, and she was very panicked. Finally secretly went back to look for him without the gang, and that day she heard about an incident, once claiming that she had sent someone to beat the man, and the man has not been seen since.

When she heard this, she fell to her knees in a state of distraction, and some of her close friends and poor people like men saw her return, and threw garbage, rotten eggs, vegetable leaves, and all kinds of filthy items at her, and scolded her for being a bitch, a woman.

She didn't resist, just stood up and left silently.

Covered with rotten vegetables and the disgusting smell of rotten meat, she felt a little nostalgic for a long time, and she still remembered the scene when they went to pick up garbage when they were children.

The girl carefully prepared a performance, because she was about to end her life in that performance.

But on that day, the lights were bright, and she saw the man again, still familiar, but she didn't cheer for her anymore, didn't shout for her.

It's obviously a familiar face, but that cold expression makes people feel chills.

The lights were dim, and when he entered the backcourt to prepare for half-time, he saw a man rushing towards him, holding a dagger in his hand.

'Is he here to kill me, to kill me, a shameless and ungrateful woman?' the girl smiled happily, and it would be a blessing for her if he could kill her.

Passing by, the man did not make a move, but stabbed at a person behind her, the owner of her company and the leader of the underworld.

He didn't succeed, and the leader's defense was always very strict. She ran as the leader's men stabbed at the man, and she didn't want anyone to hurt him, because she had already hurt him.

blocked a knife, her neck was bleeding, her throat was very painful, the girl knew that her throat might have been cut, and she might not be able to sing again, but it didn't matter, without him in the audience, her performance would have no meaning at all.

"I'm sorry" The girl wanted to speak, but found that she couldn't make a sound at all.

The girl who can't sing, to them, is like a broken tool, the leader signals everyone to come up and kill them, the girl closes her eyes, she feels that it can finally be over, finally can end the nightmare of so many years.

The man stood in front of her, protecting her to the death, and a familiar voice sounded in his ears: "Only you, you can't die, you are my dream, you must continue to live in place of me, live happily." ”

The girl was stunned, watching the blood flowing in front of her, she picked up his dagger and killed everyone but him. It's like dancing on stage, ending everyone one by one.

"You're free! After the last sentence, the man closed his eyes.

There are very few people who mourn him, except for the girl, there are only two people, these two people are his partners and his saviors, then, they should also be hers.

She cried that year, she was twenty-two, and he, forever asleep.

That man's name is Zhao Yun, he doesn't have a strong martial arts, he doesn't have that spear, he doesn't have that gorgeous armor, but he can hold up a piece of heaven for this girl, and he can give up everything for her.

"Have you really thought about it? Once you go down this road, there is no turning back. ”

A cold voice rang in the woman's ears.

"Yes, from now on, I am Lan Jingjing on the stage, and under the stage, my name is Youlan!" Lan Jingjing in the past, Youlan today, holding the dagger left by the man, swore heavily.

In the lounge of the stage, the girl opened her eyes, and the past scene came to an end.

"Huh, it's time, it's time to play!" Lan Jingjing appeared on the stage of the Chu Ge Grand Theater, looking at the cheers from the audience, her heart was like water, all this glory was Lan Jingjing's, and it had nothing to do with her, because her heart was already Youlan, known as Youlan, one of the four gentlemen.

She felt the collar around her neck, for there was a wound that had healed, but it was her forever scar.

"If I could go back to the old days, I wouldn't miss every meeting. ”

"I'm standing on the stage again today, can you see it, my favorite Zhao Yun. ”