When she met Xiao Xiao, Mei Chi was hanging her voice by the river, and the singing section she practiced was "West Chamber".

He did not change his costume or paint his face with delicate oil paint, his thin and tall figure was wrapped in a white coarse cloth shirt, and the cuffs were slightly pulled up, revealing his ankles with obvious joints. Of course, there are no troupe outfits and props here, Mei Chi just folded half of the willow branch as a fan, pinched the orchid finger and walked around the void in the air, it was already all kinds of style.

"Pouring wine can't help but make me a hundred times more emotional, and I can't wait to raise my eyebrows with Zhang Lang. Zhang Lang! Learn from Liang Hong and Meng Guangfu's noble wives, why go to Chang'an to wait for the Spring Festival. To be a pair of lotus day and night, not as strong as the champion and the first cloth brocade to return?"

The tactful tone is especially clear in the silent night, and the sound of the wind brings Mei Chi's beautiful voice far away, ethereal and moving.

But before he could sing the next line, a clear and beautiful voice came first.

"Don't you want to face the good wife day and night?

This is exactly the lyrics of Zhang Hui in "West Chamber", which is a very familiar singing segment, but any raw actor must be handy, Mei Chi was born in a singing role, and I don't know how many times I have worked with others on the stage. There was nothing unusual about this, but he couldn't help but be quite surprised when he suddenly heard it in this remote mountainous area.

What's more, this voice is like a trickle, flowing down the dry land to his heart.

The girl is obviously not a professional Peking Opera actor, and she does not have the skills that the family has practiced, and her control of the lyrics is not professional. But just a few sentences without any Peking Opera techniques at all actually made Mei Chi slightly stunned, the purity and simplicity revealed from each trill made his heart move, and even his usually picky ears became much more tolerant.

For a moment, the words that came to his heart were amazing.

Almost with a little impatience, Mei Chi turned his head suddenly, and then he saw the girl coming in the moonlight, carrying a vegetable basket made of rattan in her hand, and in it were wild vegetables with foam, as if with the fragrance of the soil in the rainy season.

The dark blue skirt that was slightly washed and pale covered the girl's knees, the upper body was a shirt decorated with flowers, white cotton socks and black cloth shoes lined her ankles, and her long black hair was tied into two long braids, and a red rope was tied at the end of the hair, which made her whole person indescribably beautiful in view of her innocence and sexiness.

Mei Chi looked at her in a daze, she didn't say anything for a few seconds, the willow branch in her hand was pinched out of the white mark, and her thoughts were leaked crisply, and then his lips touched up and down, and the last few words of the song were almost blurted out.

"Life is the most bitter parting, and I asked for the return date before I boarded the journey. ”

For such a gaffe, the girl just chuckled.

Her water-cut pupils were mixed with a little moonlight, and there seemed to be a layer of mist between the hazy and hazy, the emotions under her eyes were not real, only the smile that Mei Chi remembered in her heart remained, the corners of her beautiful lips were slightly raised, and a pair of shallow dimples appeared on her cheeks.

He lowered his head, his heart was drunk, and he didn't dare to hang down with tears in his eyes. Qingyun has a way to go, and the gold list is nameless and vows not to return. ”

.......

The lyrics are a prophecy, which is destined to be the beginning of fate and reflects the final ending.

After that, everything was logical, Lang had a concubine, not to mention that in the middle of the night, the moonlight was gentle, and it was the best time to talk about love. The girl put the vegetable basket aside, and sat next to Mei Chi, they reported each other's names, and had a strong curiosity about each other, from the Peking Opera performance to the poetry collection classics, as if there were endless words, only hated that the moonlight was too short, and the two of them also hated to see each other late.

Under such mutual attraction, motivation has almost become force majeure.

Mei Chi didn't expect that there would be people listening to the play in this kind of poor and remote place, and he could sing half of the sentence so tactfully, just like he couldn't imagine that he had never been moved by countless beauties, and he could still be left and right by the pursuit of beautiful women, and one day he would entrust his sincerity so easily and experience love at first sight.

From the moment he met Xiao Xiao, the trajectory of his life book had been reversed, and a peach blossom was inserted upside down.

Mei Chi and Xiao Xiao, a high-minded and arrogant talent, a beautiful woman who is unwilling to be ordinary, a noble son who has been contaminated with the world from the endless wind and moon of thousands of red dust, and a hollow valley orchid who appreciates himself and accumulates beauty from the years, is a pair made in heaven. Especially when Mei Chi fell into a trough and needed confidants and comfort the most, it was normal for them to be able to snuggle up to each other and keep each other warm.

A girl like Xiao Xiao is tall and rebellious in her bones, not easy to approach, but everything has two sides, how cold she is for those who don't love, and how righteous she is when facing the people she identifies. Mei Chi only said three or two love words, and Xiao Xiao fell into it completely, gave everything he could give, and recklessly made a private promise with Mei Gongzi for life.

Counting it carefully, during the time they were together, they probably had a lot of affection, soft love words, pillow grinding, mountain alliances and sea vows, Mei Chi also gave all the tenderness to Miss Xiao and regarded her as the only sustenance.

Xiao Xiao loves to listen to the play, every time in the dead of night, Mei will change into a simple costume and sing a few paragraphs to her sweetheart, unlike the infinite scenery on the stage back then, the audience is cheering, at the moment only Xiao Xiao is sitting in the audience, she lowered her eyes slightly and smiled at the corners of her lips, she would not applaud or cheer, just look at the past tenderly.

The dim light of the kerosene lamp reflected those vague feelings, and the tips of her eyes and eyebrows were gentle.

And even though there is only one audience, Mei Chi sings more attentively and movingly than on the big red stage. Boss Mei, who was hard to find a ticket back then, now doesn't care about the so-called pomp, and doesn't care about those ethereal things such as face, and even Peking Opera has become a means of expressing love, which is his tenderness that he can't hide.

He was nothing more than pleasing his sweetheart.

Mei Chi's "The Drunken Concubine", "Farewell My Concubine", which is worthy of holding Yun's hand, and "The West Chamber", all of which are full of affection. This kind of performance has nothing to do with skills and exercises, and it can't even be called a stage performance, but it is unexpectedly tactful, Mei Chi entrusts all the love in the words of the play, and every word is sincere.

It's a pity that the good times don't last long, and the short-term dependence is there's a time limit after all.

No matter how sincere they are, Mei Chi and Xiao Xiao are just an obsession, and if you count them carefully, whether the noble son and the country girl are right or not, there is no result at all. After all, the Mei family has some foundations, and they were not too implicated in that incident, but they eased up in a year, and then after several transfers, Mei Chi returned to the city smoothly and continued to be the Mei family with infinite scenery.

On the day of parting, Mei Chi said goodbye to Miss Xiao, saying that she would do her father's ideological work when she went back, and when the old man in the family was relieved, she would take her back, and she was marrying in a beautiful manner.

Miss Xiao naturally responded, she poured a cup of tea instead of tea, lowered her eyes slightly and gave Mei Chi her resignation, she didn't say more about those reluctant or entangled words, and didn't even ask Mei Chi if she still had a return date, but just left a sentence lightly.

"This farewell, the mountains are high and the waters are long, and it is more cherished. ”

At that time, Xiao Xiao saw it more thoroughly than Mei.

She knows that her sweetheart is still young and can't afford the burden of feelings, this talented young man should be high-spirited, even when the edges and corners are smoothed, he only fades the frivolity by three or two points, and the love words that come out of those lips and teeth are far from unforgettable, and where can he easily promise a lifetime.

So Xiao Xiao swallowed the sentence and didn't want to turn back, but just said a cherished word.

There is not even any mention of the old days.

After all, the relationship between Mei Chi and Xiao Xiao is like two fish clinging to each other in a puddle, and being in love with each other is just a short period of companionship, and it can only stop at companionship. The initial feeling is that they are confined to the shackles and cannot be freed, so they will rely on each other for comfort, and when the attachment disappears, one of the fish can swim back to the sea and have his own side of the world, which is the end of the relationship.

In the years that followed, the trajectory of the book of life became a bit cliché.

Mei Gongzi and the Xiao family girl privately promised a lifetime, and when you dig deeper, it is nothing more than to warm each other on a specific occasion, although it is not Mei Chi deceiving other people's feelings, but that kind of tenderness is time-limited after all, but Brother Fan Gongzi returned to the gentle township of brocade clothes and jade food, and soon forgot the beautiful lady who had been tempted.

After all, Mei Chi at that time was busy practicing the basic skills of Peking Opera and returning to the stage, busy earning back the name of the Mei family's little son, and even busy dealing with the group of warblers and Yanyan who returned to him, killing time in pushing cups and changing lamps. His heart couldn't sink anymore, and he couldn't take care of the gentle girl who listened to him sing every night.

In the final analysis, the fallen boy and the poor girl are just dewy lovers after all.

Mei Chi was naturally moved sincerely, and she did mention Miss Xiao to her old man. But how could such an ordinary girl enter the door with such a family background and family background of the Mei family? This peach blossom debt with the meaning of romantic anecdotes, of course, is not worth the order of his parents, not to mention that Mei Gongzi himself is not resolute, after returning to the city, he did as Xiao Xiao expected, turned his head and forgot a few oaths he made at that time, everything was only perfunctory.

At first, Mei Chi also sent some letters to that small village, and then the letters became shorter and shorter, and the time interval became longer and longer, not so much to talk to the person she liked, but to cope with errands, consuming the feelings that were gradually left, until the final feelings were separated, even if it was completely done.

After a year of intermittent work, Mei Chi and Xiao Xiao's correspondence was completely interrupted.

Then, it was Mei Gongzi who married a new lady who was also from a Peking Opera family, a good wife and a good relationship, and the scenery was incomparable, and he was envious of others. On the day of the wedding, most of the Peking Opera circles sent blessings, and the visitors who came to visit and send congratulatory gifts lined up from the Mei family's mansion all the way to the alley.

When he lifted the big red hippo of the beautiful lady, his fingertips trembled slightly, maybe it was driven by drunkenness, or maybe the moonlight was too good at night, Mei Chi actually remembered the face of the girl of the Xiao family for no reason. She bent a pair of water-cut eyes, and her proud smile was only gentle when she met him, and a touching dimple appeared next to her cheeks when she smiled, indescribably gentle.

His kiss also fell on her lips, and the vows of life and life were also beautiful, even the red candle warm tent, the heavens are good, and the Ming media is marrying is also really allowed to go out, Mei Chi really once thought that he would not marry Xiao Xiao, and he could really stay with him for a lifetime.

At that moment, Mei Chi's heart seemed to ache faintly, and those that were not there were surging over, sweeping away the disturbing sourness, not regretting, only lingering sorrow.

But in the end, it's just mood swings and a moment of distraction.

Today, there is no turning back.

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