After a sleepless night, the cat's pen that kept writing and painting finally stopped at the first rooster cry in the morning.

The story of him and Miss Naliu also came to an end.

Jiao Triangle old tears, I don't know how many times I wiped away the tears, my eyes were cloudy, and a few gray hairs seemed to grow on the top of my head.

The sound of someone getting up early to rinse their mouths and dressing was heard, filling this small space that had been silent for a long time, reminding that it was dawn.

The heavy broken hair on the cat's forehead blocked his eyes, and Chanchan couldn't see anything in his eyes at this time.

She remembered the three paintings he had handed her when she first met the cat.

At that time, she was still naïve to think that inside the golden wire cage was the beauty promised by the cat's heart, and even if he was a mute, he would cross the sea to save his woman.

What a brave and responsible man......

What a touching love story......

The story is the complete opposite.

Chanchan doesn't know if there is really emotion between them, and what kind of thoughts the cat thinks of Miss Liu now.

I've loved and hated, so I'd rather be strangers than see each other again?

There was a churn in the chest, and it seemed that something was weighing heavily on Chanchan's heart, breathless and painful.

All kinds of images kept flashing in my head, and all kinds of familiar and unfamiliar voices sounded in my ears.

"I like you"

"I'll marry you."

"Actually, I like you very much, I like it very much."

"But I don't like you......"

The heart was twisted into a ball, convulsions ached, and suddenly, a warm touch came from the back of the hand, taking away all the anxiety and discomfort, and the inexplicable power that had been pressing heavily on the heart also dissipated.

Chanchan's whole person relaxed, took a few deep breaths, wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, and when she came back to her senses, she raised her head and smiled at Si Wenchu, and whispered, "Thank you." ”

Si Wenchu rarely didn't pull the skin, and when he saw Chanchan getting better, he withdrew his hand and put it on his lap.

Over there, Jiao Triangle stood up, his rickety figure looked like a shrimp from a distance under the light of the early sun, bending his body and embracing himself.

"Cat, forget about the past, in the future, I will have food in Jiao Triangle, and I will never miss a bite of you, and when we finish singing the appointment in Yongwu Town in the next few days, we will pack our bags and go overseas."

He made up his mind that he couldn't let the cat suffer a little more, and he didn't have a good time in Chang'an, so he went to sea, no one knew the past, and started again.

Fang Cai, when Jiao Triangle went out, he recruited a business for the troupe.

In the past few days, the prime minister of Chang'an is about to come, and the original singing team in the restaurant went out of the town because of the business of the neighboring village, and the robbers were bumped into on the road, and they were delayed for a few days.

The restaurant is called Wanghai Building, which is the restaurant that Chanchan went to today in order to inquire about the news of going to sea, this is the largest and best restaurant in Yongwu Town, in order to feast Prime Minister Ping, what should I do if there is no troupe singing to help the fun.

It just so happened that the shopkeeper of Wanghailou also heard that there was a troupe in the town that was also from Chang'an, so he thought about coming to ask them for emergency help, and asked people, so he came to the inn where everyone in Jiao Triangle had their feet.

The two happened to meet on the road, so they found a teahouse to discuss things.

The shopkeeper of Wanghailou agreed, and when the troupe finished singing, he would give Jiao Triangle five gold ingots as compensation.

Jiao Triangle hadn't seen a gold ingots for a long time, let alone five golden ingots. At this time, as soon as the shopkeeper said it, he immediately agreed and asked the troupe to come to the restaurant early tomorrow morning.

Time was running out, everyone sitting in the house stood up at this time, packed up their equipment, Jiao Triangle didn't worry about letting the cat stay alone in the inn, so he asked him to follow the troupe, and go to Wanghailou with Kang Hongguang, who was a handyman.

All parties packed up, and in a blink of an eye it was sunset.

Jiang Mulan painted with bright makeup, fascinated by the beauty of red eye shadow, and rubbed the usual osmanthus paste on her body, and the strong smell dyed the costume, which could be smelled from afar.

Hanging his throat in the background, the jade hands are as soft as boneless, like branches and leaves stretching in mid-air, maintaining a beautiful posture.

Jiao Triangle urged everyone to come to the stage, instructing all kinds of props, although he was still like a fragile crying child this morning, feeling sad about what happened to the cat, but his love for the troupe did not allow him to make any mistakes today, this is his professional ethics.

It's only supported by the spirit.

Chanchan and Si Wenchu couldn't help much, so they had to go to Kang Hongguang to help move something.

"What happened to you just now." Si Wenchu took the heavy object that Chanchan was holding in her hand.

Chanchan was stunned and smiled: "It's just that my chest hurts a little, but now it's much better." ”

"Is it often like this?"

"Of course not, since I had a serious illness when I was a child, I have been in good health, and I have never had such a problem, so I went to the ghost village to ......"

Chanchan didn't say any more, her head was excited, she never thought about how this pain was caused, she didn't have a heart disease like Taotao, and she was not injured.

After looking at it, it was only after she saw Beizi that she began to have all kinds of strange dreams, and she suddenly had the spiritual power to summon monsters, and the pain in her chest sometimes began at that time.

Could it be that the three souls on his body were really stolen from Beizi?

That's why you have all kinds of strange dreams?

But what I felt in the dream was like being there, and the heart-wrenching feeling was like I had experienced it myself.

The scene in front of him opened, and the sound of banging and popping was tacitly intertwined one after another, Jiang Mulan opened her mouth, and the audience applauded.

Prime Minister Ping babbled and sang along with Mulan, he loved the tactful tone of Kunqu Opera, and when he was in Chang'an, he often invited the opera troupe to come to the house to play such a paragraph, with a glass of wine, two dishes of side dishes, beautiful.

"Who is singing Hua Dan on stage?" Prime Minister Ping sent the little guy to ask the shopkeeper of the restaurant, Jiang Mulan put the "Peony Pavilion" Du Liniang's ghost after her death to meet the poor scholar Liu Mengmei's joy and resurrection from the dead and the scholar to become a husband and wife The performance is incisive, he is a drama idiot, he has listened to more than 100 scenes of "The Peony Pavilion", but there is no shock brought by this Hua Dan.

The little guy didn't come back long after, followed by the shopkeeper of Wanghailou.

The shopkeeper saw Prime Minister Ping, stepped back, leaned over, bowed, and got Prime Minister Ping's signal, then straightened up and told Prime Minister Ping: "Prime Minister, the Hua Dan you inquired about is named Jiang Mulan, a person from Chang'an, who is in the Jiao family opera troupe, and has just come to our town from Chang'an, I don't know if you have heard of it." ”

Jiao's opera troupe? That focal triangle?

Prime Minister Ping smiled incomprehensibly, shook the teacup in his hand, blew open the big tea leaves floating on the water, pecked lightly, and only replied after a while: "Bring that woman to my room." ”

The shopkeeper was stunned, but after a while, he regained his demeanor and smiled flatteringly: "The little one will go." ”

Laughing and retiring, the person rushed to the backstage.

He has been in the restaurant business for a long time, he understands and understands the words of the prime minister, and invites her to his room, obviously talking about something related to Kunqu Opera, secretly, hehe, that is the prime minister's person, he does some small business, and he can't offend this kind of magnate.

That Hua Dan is willing to be the best, unwilling to do so, hum! That's got to go, too!

The backstage was bustling, the shopkeeper was hit a few times by a few people who didn't have long eyes, and his old bones were about to fall apart, a pair of eagle eyes glanced around, and finally, at the dresser, I saw Jiang Mulan who was removing the headdress.

There are many people here, if Jiang Mulan is unwilling to accompany the prime minister and cause a conflict, it will be difficult for him to take her out, so the shopkeeper paid attention to the people walking by and coaxed Jiang Mulan: "Mulan, Master Jiao is calling you outside." ”

Mulan wondered, is there anything else to do after the play is over? turned his head to look for Jiao Triangle in the crowd, but he didn't find it, and asked again uneasily: "What is the class master looking for me?" ”

The shopkeeper looked embarrassed and shook his head: "I don't know, he only asked me to call you out, and I don't know what the specific matter is." ”

At this time, the decorations on her head and face had been almost cleaned up, and she didn't think much about it, she got up and went backstage with the shopkeeper of the restaurant.

The guests invited to the banquet in the restaurant have almost gone, some went to the official post station, some rested in the restaurant, the little two handymen cleaned up the dregs of the dining table, and talked to each other, the sound was not loud, enough for the two to hear, and when they saw the shopkeeper taking Jiang Mulan upstairs, someone said: "This is going to Prime Minister Ping's room?" ”

"Yes, I heard that the prime minister asked this Hua Dan to go to his room by name."

"How old is Prime Minister Naping, and he is still so energetic when he is over half a hundred years old!"

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, knowing what was going to happen tonight.

I don't know when there was a strangely dressed * behind the two, and when he looked back, the broken hair on his forehead covered his eyes, and the whole person was thin and weak, and he couldn't help but look weak.

He muttered something, gesturing fiercely in his hands, and seeing Xiao Er's confused appearance, he took out a pen and paper from his arms and wrote on the paper: "What did you just say about Mulan?" ”

Xiao Er didn't care, and said angrily: "After listening to Miss Mulan's "Peony Pavilion", the prime minister called our shopkeeper to invite her. ”

The cat clenched his fists, and without saying a word, followed upstairs with a cold face, and when he passed the table that had not yet been cleaned, he took a chicken bone that had been eaten up, and the front end was sharpened and glowed coldly.

Seeing that the situation was a little strange, Xiao Er stepped forward to stop the man and asked, "Why are you going?" ”

The cat brushed away the broken hair in front of his forehead, revealing his black eyes, his eyes were as cold as February frost, the tight corners of his lips were like sculptures, and his mouth moved, this time Xiao Er finally heard what he was saying, and said shortly and explosively: "Get out!" ”

Xiao Er took half a step back, still scolding in his mouth: "Where did the weirdo come from!" But there was no movement in his hand, he didn't dare to stop the strange man again, the strange man's eyes carried a murderous aura that looked at death as if he was at home, Xiao Er was difficult to describe this feeling, like a prey targeted by a fierce beast in the wild, his back was cold, he couldn't retreat, he stayed in place in despair, waiting for death to come.

The strange man went upstairs, and the other junior patted his head and said suddenly: "I finally remembered who he was, it was the person from the troupe, I saw him at the stable." ”

"Don't say it sooner! Go find the people in the troupe, I think he looks like he's going to kill someone! ”

The two of them put down their work and ran to the backstage.