The night was dark, the lights were bright, and the applause in the Grand Theater was overwhelming, and the cheers came and went.

Zeng Lihua was dressed in a beautiful costume, smiling upright, put away the long silk, and led a group of theater actors to bow to the audience to thank him, and the last performance of the new year ended successfully.

Despite this, the fans are still not happy and can only look forward to the performance next year.

Liu Shimeng in the audience only felt that her body was burning like fire, and the blood in her body was still boiling violently.

I used to only watch Peking Opera performances on TV, but this time I was there, and at this time, I still had Zeng Lihua's tactful singing voice and his soft figure in my mind.

Zeng Li's painting on the stage is like jumping out of the painting, she can't distinguish between male and female, she never thought that her neighbor would be so good, and the interpretation is like that: There is no distinction between people and plays, and they are fascinating.

Liu Shimeng was shocked by Zeng Li's painting again, and a door seemed to have been opened in the depths of her heart, and inside that door was a brilliant brilliance, full of hope and energy.

Standing on the stage from a distance, I saw Liu Shimeng, and saw her beautiful eyes looking at herself, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily raised slightly, looking very proud.

Liu Shimeng smiled slightly, and gave a thumbs up with both hands, which was especially cute.

The play dispersed, it was late at night, Liu Shimeng sat on the sofa in the dressing room and waited quietly for Zeng Li's painting.

After the last performance before the New Year, Zeng Lihua and several important Peking Opera performers thanked the veteran opera fans again before saying goodbye to each other and officially closing the show.

When he came back, he happened to see Liu Shimeng leaning on the sofa and falling asleep.

The long black hair hung naturally on the sofa, sleeping calmly and lovely, Zeng Li's painting was particularly pitiful, Chu Chu was moving, and he couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and take a photo.

He was reluctant to surprise Liu Shimeng, and lightly took the clothes and covered her.

A small slight movement still woke up Liu Shimeng, and when she saw her face that was close to the painting, her heart beat faster for a moment, and she instinctively sat up and protected her body with her clothes.

"I'm sorry! Still woke you up! Zeng Lihua said embarrassedly.

Liu Shimeng looked at Zeng Lihua's clothes before he could put them down, and instantly understood what was going on, and returned the clothes to Zeng Lihua.

"What time is it? How did I fall asleep? Liu Shimeng asked.

"It's almost twelve o'clock, and I've just finished some things! Kept you waiting for a long time! "I have left the painting.

"Oooh! Can we go home? Liu Shimeng asked with confused eyes.

"Of course, let's go! Today we call the express train home! Zeng Lihua took Liu Shimeng's clothes and handed them to her.

"Good!" Liu Shimeng took the clothes and put them on.

The two left the Grand Theater in the midst of everyone's coaxing, at this time in the dead of night, the stars were dotting, and the occasional cold wind blew over made Liu Shimeng shiver, this was the first time she appeared on the streets and alleys in the middle of the night.

"It's cold in the middle of the night, you're going to freeze like this!" Zeng Lihua saw the scarf that Liu Shimeng was wearing at random, and stretched out his hand and pulled it down.

Liu Shimeng instantly felt the cold wind penetrating into her neck and cheeks, and Zeng Lihua quickly wrapped the scarf around her neck again with both hands, and carefully wrapped it around her neck again and again.

"Okay, so it won't be cold!" Zeng Lihua smiled very satisfied.

Liu Shimeng's thoughts were still stuck in the last second, it had been a long time since he had been painting a gentle and careful picture, and it had been a long time since anyone had been so close to him.

"What are you thinking? Are you thinking that I'm handsome today? Zeng Lihua snapped her fingers in front of Liu Shimeng's eyes, and then called her soul back.

"Oh! Of course very... Beauty! It's so beautiful that I feel a little confused, I can't believe it's you on stage! Especially when the applause of the audience rang out again and again, I was stunned! ”

Liu Shimeng's mind once again appeared in the picture of Zeng Li's painting and dancing silk, looking at the polite man in front of him, he still couldn't believe that the scene just now was a dream?

"Thank you, Mr. Liu, for your compliment! Very honored! Zeng Lihua said with a smile.

"I enjoyed every moment on stage! I also enjoyed the enthusiasm of the fans! Shimeng, the car is coming, let's hurry home! Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, but don't freeze! ”

Zeng Lihua said that a car was parked on the side of the road, and he opened the door and let Liu Shimeng sit inside.

The moment he opened the door, Lucky, who was lying on the sofa, had already stood up and let out an intimate cry, and he was extremely excited when he hadn't seen his master for a day.

"Luckily, my sister is back, are you okay? Isn't it lonely! Liu Shimeng picked up Lucky and imprinted a kiss on its forehead.

"Luckily, we're back!" Zeng Lihua put on his slippers, stretched out his hand to touch Lucky's soft fur, and also approached it, touching Luck's nose.

The brightly lit hall depicts a vivid and warm picture.

Zeng Lihua hugged Lucky and Liu Shimeng back to their rooms, washed up separately, and then gathered in the living room to tease Lucky.

Unconsciously, the relationship between the two was delicate and inexplicably closer, and if Zeng Lihua had emotional throbbing in his heart, Liu Shimeng's heart also rippled at this time.

"Shimeng, tomorrow, no, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, what should we do? I've been performing in theater troupes and everyone around the world for the past few years, and this year I'm celebrating the New Year at home for the first time, and I don't know what to do for a while? ”

"And you don't go home every year?" Liu Shimeng asked.

"I haven't been home for a long time, since I gave up dancing and switched to singing, I was swept out of the house by my father, and the relationship has eased a little this year, and I didn't let my sister and my mother contact me in the past!"

"Uncle doesn't like Peking Opera? You sing so well, how can you not like it? ”

"Our great-family ancestors have been scholarly for generations, and there is a generation, my grandfather's grandfather's grandfather... I was once harmed by singing, since then, my family is particularly disgusted, my dad is still the old thinking and tradition, has always thought that singing is the ninth popular dang, I dance classical dance he has no objection or approval, but the choice of singing, or anti-string Tsing Yi, far beyond the limit of his acceptance, so strongly opposed, until now he can't really accept it! ”

Zeng Lihua sighed heavily, and his eyes turned from gentle gaze to loneliness.

"I see! I think you should talk to your uncle and let him watch your play too, maybe you won't object! ”

"Huh! I thought, but he just shouldn't! Forget it, let it be! ”

"I think my uncle will understand one day, today Chinese New Year's Eve, in our hometown, we will eat glutinous rice balls, dumplings, and fish, in short, there are special auspicious dishes on the dinner table, and my mother will make ......... every year" Liu Shimeng felt a pain in her heart when she mentioned Lu Mei.

"It's a pity that I won't be able to eat it again...... This year, my younger brother is alone in Sujin, he must be very lonely, he must be ......" Liu Shimeng's tears were already flowing before he finished speaking.

Feeling the tears, she quickly wiped away the tears, revealing a reluctant and apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't cry during the New Year, but I still can't easily mention these now, and I can't control it!" ”

Although he was wiping his tears, he always felt that he couldn't stop his tears, Zeng Lihua felt distressed, took out a tissue and handed it to Liu Shimeng, and the other hand wanted to caress her shoulder, but suddenly remembered that there was a difference between men and women, and the hand that stopped in the air was taken back.

"Silly girl, cry if you want to, the loss of a loved one is painful, it is understandable, my mother will definitely hope that you will be strong and happy to live, if you want your brother to call tomorrow morning, you can also video!" Zeng Li's painting is very gentle, as gentle as spring water in April.

"It's okay! Thank you! I'll live well! Liu Shimeng said.

"That's right, go back to sleep! Otherwise, tomorrow morning, I will have to write a pair with dark circles under my eyes! ”

"Okay, then you have to think about the right thing, I'll write it tomorrow morning!" Liu Shimeng stood up.

"Don't worry! I've thought about it for a long time! Just take a look! Zeng Lihua trembled his lucky little paws triumphantly.

Liu Shimeng, who returned to the room, threw herself on the soft bed, looking at the pink new sheets cover, inexplicably sweet.

Every moment on the stage of Zeng Li's painting reappeared in her mind, her face was slightly hot, and she didn't know what was wrong with her? In just one day, she had a deeper impression of Zeng Li's painting, which made her very uneasy and even a little guilty.

Zeng Lihua returned to the room with luck, let it lie beside him, stretched out his hand to pick up the book next to the bed, and when he opened it, he saw the sentence again: For you, thousands of times!

"For you, a thousand times!" Zeng Lihua muttered to himself.

There was no figure in the silent cemetery, and it looked very strange in the morning mist.

Shen Cheng knelt on the ground and stroked the tombstone with Lu Mei's portrait over and over again, and his mind was full of Lu Mei's appearance before his death.

His heart was like the water of the Yellow River, there were regrets, self-blame, guilt, countless feelings, and even made him feel that he was a heinous bastard, at this time he burst into tears, and kept fanning his mouth, even so, Lu Mei still slept in this quiet cemetery.

Liu Tianci stood next to him and looked at Shen Cheng coldly, he regretted a little, he shouldn't have been soft-hearted, and actually brought this guy to his mother's grave.

On the way home, Liu Tianci walked by himself, and Shen Cheng followed silently, not knowing what he was thinking.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, other people's homes are happy to celebrate the New Year, but in Shen Cheng's cold home, there are only two men who were still fighting yesterday, and now they are staying in their rooms silently.

Liu Tianci really hates Shen Cheng and hates every moment he sees him, but this is also Shen Cheng's home, he has no reason to kick him out, the only thing he can do is cold war.

Shen Cheng stayed in the room, looking at Lu Mei's portrait, he had abused her like a devil over the years, but abuse did not mean that he didn't love her, these years, he saw Lu Mei's good, the reason for the abuse and violence was completely out of inner inferiority, at this time he had already reflected and knew his mistakes, but unfortunately God never gave him a chance to atone for his sins.