Shaoxing Grand Theatre is one of the most iconic cultural construction in Shaoxing, it is located in the commercial center of the urban area, east of Jiefang Road, west of the moat, south of Fuheng Street, north of the city square. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The Grand Theater at night, under the illumination of the light, its unique style, gray steel frame and glass curtain wall with a sense of light, from a distance, looks like a sailboat in the rapids of the sea.

Xueluo pulled Menglian to step on the door of the Grand Theater, only to see that directly above the door is a large bronze sculpture "Orchid Fragrance", in the middle of the sculpture engraved with "foreign for Chinese use, ancient for modern use, through the old and bring forth the new, a hundred flowers bloom" several large seal characters.

Entering the hall, its main color is white, and the floor is paved with Gold Coast granite, and the curling patterns on the granite make the hall full of dynamism and aura. On the front wall of the hall is a metal sculpture called "Phoenix and Zhengsheng", two phoenixes flying around an object composed of many gong-like instruments, full of peaceful and cheerful atmosphere.

The interior of the hall is lavishly decorated, and it is comfortable to sit in a comfortable position. The horizon also hates to be broad. There is no crowded and noisy scene like a movie theater. At the end of the show, there was no fall asleep in the audience like in the cinema.

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"Whew..." A burst of electricity rushed upwards from the center of the foot. After sitting for a long time, my legs are a little numb. Meng Lian didn't stand still, and sat back in his seat.

"I'll help you." Looking at Xueluo's outstretched hand, Meng Lian looked around, and seeing that no one noticed them, she blushed and put her white and tender little hand on it.

"Bang bang bang." I heard my own heartbeat, as if I was back in college, the days of our first love. Do you remember what our first love was like?

Menglian can still vaguely remember the way Xueluo tried to shoot, remembered that after every victory, Xueluo stood in front of him to show his hair muscles, as well as his own inappropriate ridicule, remembered the good times when he was holding hands and lying on the lawn to watch the stars, and remembered the taste of youth in the sun on the school uniform.

Out of the Grand Theater, walking on the roadside path, a gust of night wind blew, blowing off a leaf, fluttering to Menglian's feet, is there also a sugar treasure sitting on it. Meng Lian couldn't help but bend down and pick up the leaf, wanting to take a look.

A strand of hair unconsciously fell from the ear. In the dim light of the street lamp. Xueluo couldn't help but be stunned, "What are you looking at?" ”

"Look at you, you're really beautiful tonight."

"yes, but I think we're both getting old."

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the two donors are polite." A Taoist priest walked in front of him, an old man about 1.75 meters tall, with silver hair coiled into a Taoist bun, a strange wooden hairpin interspersed with it, two strands of white hair hanging from his ears to his chest, and his face was like a newborn baby. Dressed in a white robe and dancing without wind, he looks like a fairy wind and bones.

"Something."

"I look at the two, Yin Tang is black, and there is a faint blood light flashing behind the head, there will be a catastrophe."

"Tell me what is to come to me." Xueluo didn't believe it at all.

"For example, when you go out and it rains, thunder and thunder, drive into a tree, walk and fall into a ditch, drink water and plug your teeth, fart and pop out of shit... Seeing that the Taoist priest was talking more and more, Xueluo pulled Menglian and left.

"Donor, please stay! Poor Dao is not finished yet. At least you are at odds with each other, and at most you are at odds with each other. ”

"Why don't we run," Meng Lian suggested.

Let's run, the weather in summer is also changing, God is capricious. They hadn't gone far before a light rain began to fall. Xue Luo hurriedly took off his shirt and propped it up with his hands to shield Menglian from the wind and rain.

"I really told that Taoist priest, it's really raining, we won't really be struck by lightning, or we'll go back and ask."

"It's just a coincidence, if you go back now, don't you make it clear that you will rip him off, there is a bus stop in front, let's go there to hide from the rain."

"I don't know how long it will rain, so you just put on your wet clothes. It doesn't matter. ”

"Don't worry, my body is fine, it doesn't matter."

"You say, will there be a thunderbolt on this stop sign suddenly?"

"Uh, don't think about it, a Taoist priest can believe a few nonsense words casually? We are all college people, how can we believe this. ”

"Then haven't you ever played with the pen fairy, not long ago you went to climb Maoshan Mountain, and you went to hug the thigh of the Buddha, you have a jade Guanyin hanging around your neck, and you say you don't believe this."

"Those are all cultural heritages, not the same, but I really don't believe in fortune telling, looking at physiognomy, and knowing the future, they are all charlatans."

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"Well, it's half past ten. Why hasn't the rain stopped? I still have to make up for the children who go to my aunt's house, what can I do? ”

"We have to wait for tomorrow. Now let's take a taxi back to the café, I don't think the rain will stop anytime soon."

Back at the Xueluo Fanchen Coffee Shop, Xueluo was still cold. Cooking a bowl of ginger soup for Xueluo and taking care of him to lie down, Menglian returned to her room.

The weather at night is rarely cool, probably because of the rain. But Meng Lian still can't sleep, there are too many things that have happened today. She hasn't reacted to it all yet.

If you think about it too much, you can't sleep, so you can only use the most ancient and primitive method to divert your attention, "One sheep, two sheep, three sheep... "I gradually forgot that I existed.

It was already the middle of the night, and the dream in her sleep suddenly began to toss and turn, and the smooth ice silk mat was wrinkled by her tossing. It seems to have dreamed about something. She was like a dehydrated fish thrown on the shore, and no matter how much she tossed around, she could never get back into the water.

In the early morning, Meng Lian got up early, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the café, and looked at the street scene outside the window. I don't know when the rain stopped last night, and the whole street was wet.

After a night of rain washing the city, it seems that all the solemn and ugly smell has been washed away, and the air is so pure that it is intriguing. The black and shiny asphalt road is like someone has been put on a layer of wax, and the oil is shiny, which can clearly reflect the image of each person.

Meng Lian saw a young woman walking down the street, as if she had stepped on something, and as soon as she stepped out, her body was crooked, and she was about to slide down, and the man beside her hurriedly threw down the food she was carrying, and reached out to help the woman, and they walked slowly past her window holding hands.

Meng Lian also once wondered if she and Xueluo would be like this, go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables by herself, and then take them home and make them for him to eat.

The sun was gradually rising, and the sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains on the lover's grass on the windowsill. 'Lover's grass, lover's grass, lover's grass that means perfect love. I don't know if you've ever noticed them growing silently on the windowsill.

Meng Lian took out a can of beer from the refrigerator and took a sip. A little bitter and a little drunkenness came to my heart, if the wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk, will it return to the way it was before yesterday today, Menglian seemed to hear a sigh, gently, but with a trace of weight, it smashed on her heart. Her heart jerked, contracted, and unfolded.

Remember the wind chimes you gave me when I was in college, and I hung them in my window. "There is a string of wind chimes hanging in front of the window, which is a symbol of our love. You said that you like wind chimes and listen to the ringtones that belong to love. When the breeze blows this wind chime, it is beautiful and beautiful; It is love that touches your and my hearts, romantic and sincere. "Remember the song you sang for me?