When Zeng Fan returned from his grandfather's house, it was already the morning of the seventh day of the first lunar month; In the afternoon, someone came to look for him, it was his neighbor and elementary school classmate Wu Jiangcheng. In fact, Zeng Fan had heard about the temple opera in the town, but he didn't want to go. Later, Wang Xiaoqiang came to him again, and he was finally moved. Wu Jiangcheng and Wang Xiaoqiang are buddies who grew up with him - and Sun Jiwen, of course - when they were young, picking fruits, shaving potatoes, breaking corn, and digging birds' nests, the three of them were always inseparable.

Zeng Fan knew that it would be very cold to go to the theater at night, so he deliberately wore the "ancestral" sheepskin coat at home when he went out. After all, the role of the sheepskin coat should not be underestimated, halfway through, Zeng Fan felt a fine sweat on his back, sticky and uncomfortable, but he was not too embarrassed in front of Wu and Wang, so he had to unbutton the coat.

The stage was only an hour away from Zeng Fan's house, and when the three of them arrived at their destination, the show had already begun. The audience was noisy and crowded, some of them brought their own small benches, and they also prepared melon seed beer.

The good position has long been occupied, and Zeng Fan and the others have to stand and watch from a distance. I saw two talented people babbling and singing on the small stage, Zeng Fan didn't understand the Qin dialect, and he didn't know what kind of songs they were singing. Luckily, there was a screen next to the stage on which the actors were singing. Zeng Fan saw that there were a lot of "plum blossoms" in it, but he still couldn't tell which one they were singing.

Zeng Fan looked around and found that most of the people here were not here to watch the play, but seemed to be acting. There was a lot of traffic, children running around, frolicking, and cigarette butts in the hands of smokers flickering on and off. There are also people who take the opportunity to start some small businesses and sell snacks: ice cream, drinks, rock sugar gourds, barbecue, etc.

Not far away, a schoolgirl-looking figure was selling ice cream, wearing a red coat and thick braids that were not short or long. The girl had her back to Zeng Fan, and Zeng Fan didn't recognize her at the first time.

"Buy an ice cream." Zeng Fan walked over and said to the girl.

The girl turned around and was about to say hello, but she laughed and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?" ”

"Why can't I be here? Why are you here? ”

She smiled and said to Zeng Fan: "I didn't expect you to come to the play too, I just helped one of my relatives watch the stall." ”

Zeng Fan joked: "Oh, I see, do you think that the New Year's money is too little?" ”

The girl smiled again: "No, it's just that my relatives asked me to do a favor - by the way, do you still want ice cream?" ”

"But I don't have any money, you invite me to eat?" Zeng Fan looked at her narrowly.

"Okay, please," he said, grabbing ice cream from the fridge. Zeng Fan immediately stopped her: "No, no need, I'm just joking; It was so cold that I had to turn into a popsicle after eating ice cream. ”

"If you change a popsicle, you will become a popsicle", the girl smiled, still taking the ice cream. Zeng Fan explained for a long time before finally letting the girl stop.

This girl is Lin Yulan, Zeng Fan went to talk to her, just to attract the attention of An Xue not far away. In fact, he had already discovered An Xue - this stage was set up not far from An Xue's house, so it was strange if she didn't come out. Zeng Fan chatted with Lin Yulan for a long time, but he didn't see An Xue coming, so he couldn't help but be disappointed, and finally returned to the original place on the grounds that he didn't want to affect Lin Yulan's business.

When Wu Jiangcheng saw Zeng Fan, he asked him angrily, "Who was that girl just now?" ”

"Oh, a classmate." Zeng Fan pretended to be casual and said.

"Oh, it turned out to be just a classmate, no wonder we had such a happy chat." Wu Jiangcheng also deliberately made a sudden realization. Wang Xiaoqiang next to him couldn't help laughing. Zeng Fan didn't say anything anymore, but his face turned red involuntarily.

The atmosphere was awkward for a while, and Zeng Fan found that An Xue actually walked towards him. His heart beat involuntarily. He suddenly remembered his fur coat, a fur coat that was not very good-looking, or rather an ugly fur coat. He deduced that he was very hot (which was true), and gave the coat to Wang Xiaoqiang. Wang Xiaoqiang happened to be standing for a long time, and it was a little cold, so he put on Zeng Fan's coat and went around.

Zeng Fan pretended not to glance at An Xue, but found that An Xue did not come over, but stopped to talk to someone halfway through. Zeng Fan was disappointed again, and after leaving the package of his coat, he immediately felt the malice of the temperature of more than ten degrees below zero, but Wang Xiaoqiang didn't know where to run. He shouldn't have healed the scar and forgot the pain, and put on the coat and forgot the cold.

Even if An Xue had a conscience, she finally came to Zeng Fan, before Zeng Fan was frozen to death. An Xue wore a long black coat, and together with the black pupils that occupied almost the entire eye, they almost had to blend into the night. Zeng Fan always didn't dare to look at An Xue's eyes, as if there was a strange power there that wanted to suck people in, but he liked to look at the corners of her mouth with a smile.

"Are you coming to the theater too?" An Xue asked faintly.

"I ...... Yes, I'll come too. Zeng Fan seemed to shudder.

"Rock sugar gourd, do you eat it?" She held a string of rock sugar gourds and asked softly. The string of rock sugar gourds had obviously been eaten.

In this situation, Zeng Fan couldn't help but be in a trance, and when he came to his senses, he found that An Xue's rock sugar gourd had already reached his hands. Zeng Fan was even more at a loss, he seemed to see the same stunned expression on An Xue's face.

Zeng Fan hurriedly bit a rock sugar gourd and put it in his mouth to prove that his nerves and muscle groups were normal, and babbled something like Qin's accent. An Xue didn't understand, so she smiled. He also hurriedly wanted to laugh, but found that An Xue had already turned away, and the smile froze on his lips and became a bitter smile.

Zeng Fan was lost for a while, but suddenly remembered Wujiang City standing next to him, so he hurriedly asked him if he would eat rock sugar gourd. In fact, Wujiang City has long been dissatisfied. When he was in elementary school, he and An Xue were still classmates, and then he took a year off from school due to illness, and he was one level lower, but An Xue forgot him to the clouds.

"That's what someone gave you, I don't dare to eat it." Wujiang City said angrily.

Zeng Fan also heard the unhappiness in Wujiangcheng's words, and said in a non-comparable manner: "What is there, you will eat it if you give it to you." ”

When these words reached Wujiangcheng's ears, there was a hint of showing off, and he was about to make fun of Zeng Fan, but Wang Xiaoqiang came back. Zeng Fan realized that he was about to freeze, so he hurriedly asked for his coat back and gave him the rest of the rock sugar gourd.

Wang Xiaoqiang came back from a walk around and found that there were rock sugar gourds to eat, of course, there was no politeness. Wujiangcheng still wanted to stop Wang Xiaoqiang and sarcastically mock Zeng Fan a few more words, but Wang Xiaoqiang ate food too fast and didn't give him a chance at all.

Zeng Fan found that Wujiang City was looking at him, and quickly looked up to watch the play. At this time, the repertoire had already been changed, Zeng Fan couldn't understand it anymore, he squeezed into the crowd, and heard someone talking about the play being sung on the stage, but he only heard the words "You West Lake".

Zeng Fan pretended to listen for a few minutes, and when he turned around, he found that Lin Yulan was gone, and An Xue was nowhere to be found. Finally, there is no reason to listen to the play for the last time. It happened that Wu Jiangcheng and Wang Xiaoqiang were also bored, so the three of them went home together.

The next night, Zeng Fan and the three came to watch the play as usual, but they didn't see Lin Yulan or An Xue.

On the evening of the third day, Wu Jiangcheng and Wang Xiaoqiang had lost interest in watching the play, but Zeng Fan still asked them to go shopping. However, the person Zeng Fan wanted to see still didn't see after all. The subdued Qin tone in the horn seemed to have become a whimper; The little half moon that was still hanging in the sky just now didn't know where to hide at this time. The more Qin Yan listened to it, the more it looked like a cry, and Zeng Fan's whole heart also cooled. Looking at the girl selling rock sugar gourds not far away, Zeng Fan finally made up his mind and went home with Wu and Wang.

On the night of the fourth day, a strong wind blew, and Zeng Fan finally became frightened and discouraged. Wujiangcheng went to relatives, and Wang Xiaoqiang didn't come to him. Boredom, Zeng Fan went to bed very early, but he couldn't sleep, lying on the bed and listening to the "whirring" wind outside the window. In his sleep, he vaguely heard Qin Yan again: "Xue Pinggui is played at the front door, and Wang Baochuan is played at the back door......" However, along with the memory of the fragmented fragments, they were all blown away by the cold wind outside the window......