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"How did he die?" My voice was shaking.

"Hang yourself." He sighed sadly, ""Swan Lake" became a huge sensation after it was staged, and it was performed many times in a row, but on the night of the end of the last performance, Jiang Hu committed suicide, and a star fell. ”

He committed suicide because ...... "I don't have the courage to go on."

"It's because of my mom." He said frankly, "My dad was very secretive about what happened back then, I looked for Yu Xingpei in private a few times, and she couldn't stand my repeated begging, so she told me the truth." In the process of rehearsing "Swan Lake", Jiang Hu was madly infatuated with my mother, and cried to Yu Xingpei for this. My mom and his ...... had a relationship, but she told Jiang Hu that she only loved the prince on the stage, not Jiang Hu in real life, and it was impossible to divorce my dad for him. Jiang Hu was too deep to extricate himself, and he couldn't distinguish between the characters on the stage and in reality, and finally chose to end his life.

Yu Xingpei said that after Jiang Hu's death, my mother became very depressed, and she felt that she had killed Jiang Hu. "Swan Lake" was followed by "Giselle", which was the last dance drama starring my mother, and she collaborated with Russian ballerinas. The premiere was a great success, with several performances scheduled, and during one rehearsal, my mom fell off the stage. My mother told Yu Xingpei that she was so tired from continuous high-intensity rehearsals and performances that she hallucinated, and when she saw Jiang Hu standing in front of her, she walked towards Jiang Hu, but she stepped on the air and fell down. After Jiang Hu's death, my mother discovered a fact, in fact, she also fell in love with Jiang Hu, and she, like Jiang Hu, couldn't distinguish between the role and reality. ”

"Does your dad know about this?" If Xiao Pengcheng knew that his beloved Ye Ying had betrayed him physically and mentally, how sad and sad he would be! If you don't go crazy, you can't live, Ye Ying portrayed the white swan and the black swan superbly, but she was crazy. Drama on the stage is like life, and life is like a drama in life!

"Yes." Xiao Se learned from Yu Xingpei that after Ye Ying fell and was injured, she confessed everything to Xiao Pengcheng and filed for divorce, she couldn't forgive herself for betraying her husband, feeling that this was God's punishment for her, and she was no longer worthy of living with Xiao Pengcheng. But Xiao Pengcheng forgave Ye Ying, he thought that it was his own focus on entrepreneurship, neglecting to accompany his wife, and ignoring her feelings, which led her astray. In order to save this hard-won marriage, Xiao Pengcheng suspended his work and took care of Ye Ying wholeheartedly, and later the two got back together, and Ye Ying was also pregnant. But the good times didn't last long, and after giving birth to Xiao Se, Ye Ying suffered from postpartum depression and committed suicide by throwing herself into the lake.

"Your father's previous name was Luo Jianjun?" I asked.

Xiao Se said yes, and changed his name and surname after Ye Ying's death.

"Captain Yu didn't tell you that she was in Luojia Village that night?" I asked again.

"No, neither she nor my dad ever talked about it." He was sad, "I have a bad feeling, will they ...... when they appear in Luojia Village?" What does it have to do with my mother's death. ”

"Maybe it's just a coincidence, they went to Luojia Village together for something." I comforted him on the lips, but in fact, I also had a feeling of uneasiness in my heart, was that really just a coincidence? What happened that night? Did Ye Ying really commit suicide by throwing herself into the lake because of postpartum depression?

There was a look of distress, struggle, and contradiction in his eyes. "You now understand why I'm worried about you going mad, right? Of course, I'm not worried about what will happen to you and Zhuo Yichen, you already have such a good emotional outlet object as me, so naturally you won't confide and vent to others. However, there is a dark side in everyone's heart, and the light of our life cannot exist apart from the darkness. There are many evil factors, not only **, but also obsession, delusion, hatred, etc., if you are too deep in the play, you will go astray if you are not careful. That's why I hope to be able to live with you during this time, accompany you, and enlighten you more. ”

"You're really a good person to vent your emotions." My evil energy came up again, and I winked at him.

He took a deep breath and stood up. "Little goblin, wait until I'm done with my work first, and then I'll clean you up."

"Is work important, or am I important?" I continued to perform flattery.

His eyes burst into flames, and he shoved me onto the bed, and the whole person pressed me hard. "You're important, I'll clean you up first, and then I'll go to work."

I was so tired that I passed out early, and woke up at 5 o'clock the next morning, washed up, and prepared to go to the living room to practice. I went downstairs and opened the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room to get some fresh air. When the rain finally stopped, the cool air was refreshing, and I walked out onto the balcony and looked up, and suddenly made an unexpected discovery. The building opposite, the apartment building of our dance company, was so close that I could clearly see the windows of the apartment where I lived, and the height was the same, and I began to suspect that Xiao Se had bought this apartment for some other purpose.

At breakfast, I tentatively asked him, "Do you have a telescope at home?" ”

"Yes." He didn't realize anything until he finished speaking, "Why do you ask this?" ”

"I want to see the scenery in the distance." I said casually.

He gave me a suspicious look, but went to get the telescope. I went out onto the balcony and pointed my binoculars at my apartment window, the curtains undrawn, giving me an unobstructed view of the interior. I put down my binoculars and turned around, and Xiao Se was standing behind me, and he understood my intentions. My eyes met him, and he seemed to have been caught by me at some point, and his face showed embarrassment and unease.

I squinted at him. "I'll tell you honestly, did you choose this house for the convenience of peeping."

"That's not voyeurism." He quibbled, "It's not the bathroom window, what can I peep into?" ”

"Rascals! Voyeurism! "I'm angry.

He accompanied him to correct carefully: "It should be called a close look, I just want to see you from a distance every day and relieve the pain of lovesickness." ”

"Isn't it YY while watching?" I teased him.

"Not only YY, but also SY." His explicit words made me blush, "Hmph, be careful of what's wrong." ”

He smiled. "I was really worried that if I held it for so long, would there be anything wrong with it, but it turns out that the treasure knife is not old."

"you!" I clenched my fist and smacked him.

"Speaking of which, I want to thank the typhoon for allowing me to have you again." His eyes were warm and affectionate, "I know that you still have unsolvable knots in your heart, and you can't accept me wholeheartedly like before." But you are willing to be close to me, willing to give me a chance, I am already very content, and I will continue to work hard. ”

He looked at me tightly, deeply, and I looked back at him, softened by his long, focused gaze, and the heat on my face floated. He leaned over and gave me a long, deep kiss.

Xiao Se and I began to live together, it was a time of intoxication and madness, our bodies seemed to contain infinite passion and energy, and the shortcomings of these years of gathering less and more were compensated and comforted in the most primitive and wild way, through the passionate possession of each other.

But every time after the passion, emptiness and loss began to grow in the bottom of my heart, and Xiao Se and I were more like enjoying and overdrawing the present, and the future was still far away from us. For many nights in a row, I woke up in the middle of the night and was not around, except for one time when the head of the French company's headquarters called to talk about work, and the rest were harassing phone calls from Lin Enmo. Xiao Se was determined not to see her again, he didn't even go home, and he resolutely refused to reveal where he lived, so Lin Enmo called frantically in the middle of the night.

I watched Xiao Se sit in the dark and smoke, the smoke swirling indoors, the dead of night, the silence was dreary, it was nerve-wracking, it was suffocating.

Xiao Se couldn't bear it anymore and blocked Lin Enmo's mobile phone number, but she changed her mobile phone card again, and the woman was almost to the point of madness. If the phone was cut off, she would call one by one. Xiao Se was worried that it would affect my rest, so I had to go downstairs to sleep on the sofa. He was so exhausted that he couldn't turn off his phone or mute it, and due to the jet lag, he was often contacted by headquarters in the middle of the night.

and Zhao Junning, who also frequently harassed me on the phone at night, saying some extremely disgusting and sensual love words, and I even wondered if he had colluded with Lin Enmo to join forces to destroy my relationship with Xiao Se. Luckily, I didn't have a midnight business phone and turned off my phone before I went to bed.

After the landline phone in the apartment was installed, Xiao Se asked the headquarters to call the landline phone at night to contact him, so that he could finally turn off the mobile phone and temporarily avoid Lin Enmo's harassing calls in the middle of the night. However, the woman was still like an explosives depot, ready to explode at any moment.

The only thing that brought me joy was that I was affirmed by Makarova. The first performance of "Swan Lake" is scheduled for the evening of September 26, and at the end of August, Makarova came to Haicheng ahead of schedule to meet us actors. She travels between the hotel and the company's rehearsal hall every day, eating only a little fruit at noon, and devoting all her time to one-on-one coaching of the main performers of Group A and Group B. Makarova is in her 70s and is a short-haired, skinny old lady, much to the surprise of many. We watched her videos and photos before, and felt that her figure was particularly slender and stretched, no one expected her to be so short, it seems that she knows how to play up her strengths and avoid weaknesses. But the "pocket-sized" Makarova has a strong charisma that makes every actor admire.

Like every master of art, she treats art strictly and meticulously, not letting go of a look up and an expression, but she is by no means rigid and sluggish, she has been emphasizing that we are playing a person, a woman, and even does not let us deliberately do those movements that imitate swans, and her training for everyone is different, and she can always find the most beautiful angle for everyone.

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