Qingping is located in the prosperous capital of the north and is a first-tier city.

The reason why a big city is a big city is because there are high-rise buildings with no visible roofs, and the road is so wide that people vomit blood, and if you choose to walk to the opposite side, you can't cross it without going around for half an hour.

In the morning, the streets are full of hurried office workers, as many as ants who are innumerable, dressed differently and with extremely rich expressions.

Large and small vehicles drive on crowded roads from beginning to end.

If you have a phobia of intensity, or an anxiety disorder, then you must not drive, you will scratch your scalp, or you will have an urge to abandon the car, because traffic jams are not a fuss here.

To sum up the first-tier cities, there are more people, more cars, wider roads, more wages, more expenses, and more pressure.

Even so, those brave people who chase their dreams are still willing to squeeze into this bustling city, as people in the new era, they want such a high-quality life.

Zeng Lihua has no sense of such a morning, the four seasons have not changed, but the winter in Qingping is really cold, the bar is cold, so cold that I just want to guard the heating and wait until the spring flowers bloom.

As a southerner, Zeng Lihua has become accustomed to life in the north, and can even speak a good northeastern dialect, such as the must, where is it, but he still can't adapt to the cold here.

He was wearing a thick down jacket, a black beanie, half of his face was almost buried in a thick scarf, and he listened to his favorite music with headphones plugged in, giving his soul a little bit of presence.

Recently, Zeng Lihua has developed a habit of waiting for someone on the way to the Grand Theater every day, and today is no exception.

He stood on the zebra crossing with white lines, watched the traffic lights change, and habitually looked back, because every day at the same time, there would be a woman standing not far away waiting for the lights.

Maybe it's because he's been lonely in his heart for too long, maybe his soul has nothing to rely on, and he has inexplicably looked forward to such an accident.

In fact, people are like this, no matter how good the living environment is, after fighting with people for a long time, the heart will indeed be lonely, because you know that the people who are attached to you have unusual motives.

After such a long time, I would rather stay in the virtual world than face the emotions of reality.

He rejoiced in such an accident every day, he thought that he was not a man in the twilight, but for a strange woman not far from him, his heart was inexplicably restless.

Since the beginning of this winter, she has appeared here, showing up on time every day, she is no different from herself, dressed like a bear, wearing a black hat, a black scarf, almost covering her face, long inky hair is regularly scattered behind her, and she wears a Bluetooth headset.

I can't see her appearance clearly, but with Zeng Lihua's professional ethics, it is certain that she is a beautiful and tall woman, and a woman with a faint fragrance.

While Zeng Lihua was thinking wildly, the green light turned on, and the pedestrians around him hurried by, and the woman suddenly raised her head and collided with Zeng Lihua's gaze.

Her light watery eyes are especially beautiful, so imprinted into Zeng Lihua's mind, such beautiful and sad eyes, the feeling of that moment, is so familiar.

The women quickly looked away and hurriedly walked across the road, they walked the same route one after the other, of course, they were all walking lonely, listening to their own music.

Coming to an intersection, the woman turned left, and Zeng Lihua turned right, thus ending the short journey of walking.

For such a coincidence, Zeng Lihua's heart has a trace of expectation, and even hopes to walk together.

Thinking like this, he felt that he was underwhelmed, and suddenly felt that he was a wild dog overflowing with feelings, lonely for a long time, and would fall into wishful thinking and couldn't extricate himself.

Zeng Lihua is a very diligent man, every day he will go to the practice room on time to practice singing, practicing his body, rehearsing plays, and he has always pursued perfection in his work.

In the past, people who sang Peking Opera were called operas, famous actors, in the eyes of dignitaries and nobles, they were boring and amused, and in the eyes of the common people, they were the ninth class, especially Tsing Yi Hua Dan, who was often taken care of.

Nowadays, in the new era and new civilization, Peking Opera has been listed as the top three tripods of Chinese opera, which is the world's intangible cultural heritage and the quintessence of China.

There are a lot of people who sing, but it's not easy to sing, as the saying goes, three minutes on stage, ten years off the stage, without a few layers of skin, you can't become a corner.

Zeng Li's dedication to painting, without the tenacity of three feet of ice, would not have today's achievements.

He is good at water sleeves, Kunqu opera, and is a man who reverses Tsing Yi, although he is a man, he is still famous in this circle.

He learned Chinese dance when he was in school, and he was influenced by his literary parents since he was a child, and he has a special charm.

In life, he is a man with silent connotations, and on stage he is a real female Jiao'e, with three points in appearance and seven points in the wood, he is the most eye-catching star in the Peking Opera industry.

After becoming a dazzling star, it brought him not only glory, but also all kinds of troubles.

I'm not afraid of your fire, I'm not afraid of you being low-key, I'm afraid that someone will be jealous, no matter what industry you are in, there are people with strong jealousy.

You make money, his eyes are red, you lie down, someone will step on you in the past, Zeng Li painted is such a day, in addition to pretending, you have to be careful to be calculated, especially women's wars are especially terrible.

In addition to the internal troubles, of course, there are also external sorrows, you are famous, you look good, there are people with bad intentions who want to increase their feelings, such as which rich woman, which big boss with a distorted personality, Zeng Li can only leave the painting left and right, and deal with it carefully.

After a long time, he figured out the weaknesses of human nature, so he changed his personality, became silent, cold, and rejected people thousands of miles away, and became an indispensable national quintessence master with his own ability.

Zeng Lihua walked into the rehearsal hall of the Grand Theater without squinting as usual, and first greeted the uncle politely and habitually.

Then walk into your own dressing room, take off your thick down jacket, change into your usual rehearsal clothes, and start your day.

Day after day, year after year, rehearsals, singing, running all over the world, it looks tiring, but Zeng Lihua is full of enthusiasm every day, because of love, because it is his own faith, so no matter how much bitterness and tiredness he has, it has become the spice of his life.

A busy, full and tired past, every time I get out of the play, I don't have too many complaints about such a habitual thing.

In fact, I am already very happy to run from south to north, at least stay in Qingping, I don't need to live in a hotel, and I can go home every day no matter how late.

The nights in the northern winter are exceptionally cold, almost more than 20 degrees below zero, so that there is less noise during the day and more somber atmosphere.

Rare cars drove quietly past him, there were no stars in the big city, only bright street lamps were better than the stars in the sky, although bright, but it seemed excessively cold.

Because of the cold, there are few people, and occasionally one or two pairs of young men and women huddle by, which makes Zeng Lihua's heart inexplicably lost and lonely.

He walked back unhurriedly, the past came to mind, remembering the innocent school girl in college, the beautiful young love.

Zeng Lihua likes nights, especially such nights, walking, walking, forgetting loneliness and longing.

When I got home, I turned on the light, and the dark bedroom instantly lit up, warming the house of more than eighty square meters.

The eighty-odd square meter house is really small, except for the bathroom and kitchen, there are only two bedrooms left.

Being able to have such a house in Qingping shows that Zeng Lihua is really good at mixing and has some strength.

Owning your own house in such a high-spending city is a luxury.

But just like that, the small house was too big for him, and the empty air was filled with endless loneliness.

For Zeng Lihua, he doesn't like to be lively, but really likes to be alone, and being alone can make his heart clear.

So he likes to be friends with loneliness, but he still wants a bright star deep inside him.

Lonely people are used to loneliness, but it doesn't mean that they really want to be lonely like this forever, deep down they still crave warmth, but for people who have been hurt, they are more picky, after all, one injury is enough.

On such a night, it was so quiet, thinking about my parents, my sister's face, thinking about the bits and pieces of the past, I really wanted to give up everything and return to my parents, but I couldn't!

He simply took a hot shower, changed into comfortable clothes, and lay on the bed with his eyes closed.

After lying down for a while and getting up again to pick up the book next to the pillow, he has a habit of liking to read before going to bed.

Recently, he was watching "The Kite Runner", and he was quite touched by the sentence: For you, thousands of times.

If a person can really get a friend like Hassan, he has no regrets in this life, but in the vast sea of people, fast-paced life, and competition, there may be little left except for opponents.

When I sighed like this, I thought of the girl under the wisteria tree, the girl who painted on the top of the mountain, thought of this, got up from the bed, turned on the computer and turned out the photos of the spring trip, and soon found the girl under the wisteria tree.

The wisteria flowers hung low, swaying in the wind, she sat quietly behind the easel and concentrated on painting, white sweater, white skirt, long black hair dancing lightly, it was so poetic.

The moment he saw her, a smile rose at the corner of Zeng Lihua's mouth, and a touch of tenderness welled up in his eyes, who was she?

"Maybe, there's no chance to give it back to you!" Zeng Lihua smiled bitterly and made her a computer desktop.

There is something in my heart, and I naturally can't read the book, so I turn off everything and lie down to sleep.

After closing his eyes, the brain cells began to be active again, and the woman in a thick cotton suit and a black mask and beanie hat also came to mind.

Those smiling eyes were beautiful, he didn't know what the girl really looked like, but why were her eyes so clear? It reminds him of the dew dripping from the leaves.