Since this night, the fame of the acacia has spread far and wide.

More and more people are spending a lot of money to see her, and some people are not willing to go bankrupt in order to redeem her.

The old bustard counted the money until her hands cramped, and Hehuan obediently unfolded a smile that seduced all beings, but rejected everyone who wanted to redeem her.

She doesn't want to. Not his words, she doesn't.

Even though she watched him turn away last time, she still didn't give up. It's better to say that she doesn't dare to let herself die. All these years of waiting, tears, sleepless nights... she didn't want it to be just wishful thinking.

He has said to himself more than once that he will not marry in this life and this life.

These eight words are not just a sentence for anyone, and they are not a joke that can be listened to and forgotten.

The acacia swirled in the center of the stage, her singing becoming more and more sad and moving. But the person she wanted to confide in never appeared again.

Until one day, the bustard said to her: An adult has taken a fancy to you, and you should serve him well tonight.

Then she remembered how filthy the place she was in was in his eyes. Although she still retains her chastity for him. But who would believe it?

The night would not be late because of her pleading, and when the pot-bellied man pushed open his door, Hehuan put down the bronze mirror in his hand and smiled at him, and while he was in a daze, she plucked the hairpin from her hair and drew it on the perfect left side of her face.

In the eyes of the man, the peerless and bewitching beauty smiled beautifully at herself, but the originally good picture was suddenly stained with blood. She was still smiling, and the blood-dripping hairpin fell to the ground, and the blood kept flowing down, flowing all over her face, both bewitching and terrifying.

She walked towards the stunned man step by step, and her blood-covered face smiled more and more happily: Official, am I beautiful?

The man finally regained his senses, pushed Hehuan to the ground, and rushed out of the room screaming "madman".

Looking at the man's embarrassment, she sat on the ground and laughed more loudly until she burst into laughter. She laughed and thought boredly, she had lived for twenty-one years, and for the first time confirmed that the sentence "Laugh and laugh and you will be really happy" did not lie.

The bustard who heard the news was naturally furious, and wanted to dismantle her to pieces, but when he saw her fainting in a pool of blood, he was confused. hurriedly invited the best doctor in the national capital and saved her life, but she couldn't save her face.

Since then, the Oiran of the Red Sleeve Building has gradually been forgotten by the world, but half a year later, the appearance of the ghost-faced singer has once again caused a lot of momentum in the national capital.

It's still the red-sleeved building, but there is an extra landscape screen on the stage. In front of it are beautiful people dancing to the music, and behind the screen sits a woman wearing a ghost face.

There is a clear and loud singing, from the mouth of this woman wearing a ghost face, the listener is comfortable in body and mind, can't help but close his eyes and clap, and imagine the scenery of a peerless beauty standing on the top of the mountain in the wind.

After the song, the ghost-faced singer stepped off the stage, and everyone sighed in unison, such a beautiful song can only be heard once a day, which is really not enjoyable.

After returning to the room, he took off his mask, and sat down at the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

Touching the hideous scar on the left side of the face, the place where the new flesh grows feels unexpectedly good.

A few days ago, I heard that when the dynasty champion and the prime minister's daughter got married, she also sent the little maid who was waiting around her to beg for candy, after the candy entrance, she only had one idea, sure enough, it was a powerful family, and the candy was much better than what she had eaten in a small mountain village.

Other than that, there is nothing else to think of.

After she was rescued by the bustard, she originally thought that the other party would not let her go lightly, but she didn't expect that the woman in her forties would hug her and cry all night. The old bustard cried and told her that she had harmed her, and she didn't know that she was such a fierce woman, and if she had known that this was the case, she would definitely push that man away.

They are also women, and of course she understands that a scar on her face is more severe than her own life.

What's more, Hehuan is a rare beautiful woman in this world, if she is not really desperate, how can she do it?

The bustard's cry woke her up from crying.

She laughed: If you don't dislike it, when I get better, I will put on a ghost face and sing for your red-sleeved building until I can't sing. It's also a repayment for saving your life twice.

The bustard hugged her tightly and sighed in a rare gentle tone: "Silly child."

She began to sing in the Red Sleeve Building, put on a hideous ghost face, and called herself "Ghost Face Singer" to the outside world.

There was also speculation that the "Ghost Face Singer" was the "Oiran Acacia" that disappeared not long ago, but not many people were interested. Since ancient times, the red face is like a falling flower, how many disappear silently, there are more serious things happening in this world every day, a woman in the Red Mansion, even if she was once famous, but she is just a plaything.

Who cares if an outdated plaything is still honestly in the corner of the storage warehouse?

As smart as she is, she naturally understands this, so half a year later, she reappeared without any burden wearing a ghost face.

She sings about the wind and snow, and also sings about love and hatred; Sing about life and death, and also sing about the scenery of Kyushu.

It's just that all the songs are composed by herself, and the singing tone is simple but catchy, and it is deeply loved by the people.

One night, after singing a new tune as usual, she retreated backstage, only to be grabbed by the arm in the hallway.

She tried to shake the other person away, but froze because of the man's familiar voice.

He said, "Are you...

She shuddered, but quickly regained her calm and said: Childe, you recognized the wrong person.

She jerked her wrist harder, but he clenched it harder.

His tone was firm: "I've heard the tunes you sing many times, and the lyrics in them are all based on the stories I once told you, right?"

She turned her face and repeated again: Childe, you recognized the wrong person.

An anxious expression gradually appeared on his face: How could I recognize the wrong person, no one can recognize you if I admit the wrong person! Why would you be in such a place? I went back to look for you after I was lifted, but your parents said that you came out to look for me four years ago, when did you come to the national capital? Why didn't you come to see me when you came to the national capital?

When she heard him say that she had gone back to find herself, she had to admit that she was happy, but this joy was too short-lived, like a stone falling into stagnant water to withstand many waves.

But, Xiao Lang, it's too late.

With her free hand, she plucked the ghost from her face, revealing the scarred left side of her face, and smiled at him.

He was so frightened that he immediately took two steps back, and let go of her wrist.

She put her mask back on, stooped down and bowed him deeply, her eyes behind the mask looking greedily at his handsome face, then straightened her back and turned to leave.

Under the mask, she curled the corners of her mouth, thinking a little smugly in her heart, this time it is finally your turn to look at my back.

Rows of red lanterns hung on the eaves of the porch, and under the light, the placket of her chest was already wet with tears falling from the mask.

Walking far enough, she gradually laughed, louder and louder, she laughed more and more happily, and finally had to squat in the middle of the arch bridge with her belly sore from laughter.

Xiao Lang, I don't hate you anymore, I hate only that we have no fate, God wants to play tricks on us, how can we resist?

I'll see you again after tonight, and never again for the days to come.