If a person dies, there is really nothing, this sentence does not remind Peng Shirong at the tip of his heart, but what can it be, the things sent from the two ends in the past three days have always reminded him to recognize what kind of person he is, chastity is a thing, women look at it more than life, but men don't pay attention to it.

is also a person, women will be regarded as holy from the beginning, why can't men, he also thought about being with him like this, even if he doesn't marry him for the rest of his life, he is happy, but unfortunately it is unsatisfactory, he encountered such a thing and broke his life's plan.

"Youtang, I'm really sorry", he looked at the ring on his left hand that was still on his ring finger, how reluctant he was to touch it before, and when he found it, even if others looked at him with a glance, he lost its brilliance, just like Jiang Yuan said that he was afraid that someone would know about the relationship between them, and he was afraid that others would ask "whose ring is it".

So he carefully protected it and never left his hand, but now that he was going to take it off, he was afraid that the people over there would send something more, and he suddenly couldn't think of a choice, it didn't matter if he died, but he was afraid of staining the ring.

He sat at the head of the bed and began to look around, and in this month of depression he had not had time to dress up his little attic, and saw that all around him were simple and simple beds, simple sofas, simple walls, and there was not even a decent word on the wall.

He sat at the head of the bed and began to ponder again: even if there is nothing left, he still can't wronged himself.

He went to the bank and withdrew money from his account, bought himself a clean suit to change into, then bought a few pots of flowers and plants and a few decent oil paintings to decorate, and hired a few servants to clean the dusty attic.

After tossing for a long time, this house can still be seen, he is pleased to sit at the head of the bed, and under the overall recruitment of the sunset, his glad gaze is once again located at the end of the door, and Jiang Yuan will definitely come back in less than an hour.

"It's a pity that I have to leave me such a filthy corpse in the end," he sneered at with his pale lips, and then began to feel relieved.

Jiang Yuan came to this night to go back and forth a few times before he dared to come in, just because this small attic was taken care of by Peng Shirong to change the world, today he came back in a red suit and came back happily, pulled Peng Shirong and said: "I wrote a new play for the Huai'an opera garden on West Street, and supported the scene, all the apprentices on the stage were taught by Huai'an who couldn't take it, there must be no one in the audience, why don't we add some excitement to the past."

Jiang Yuan estimated that Peng Shirong could clean the house when he was free, indicating that his mood had improved, and he also mentioned it to him under the pretext.

Who knew that he didn't want to go out, even if he went out, Peng Shirong, who wrapped himself tightly, actually nodded and agreed, the two happily went out in a rickshaw that night, Jiang Yuan glanced at Peng Shirong next to him, there is some time for rejuvenation, and it is suitable for a long coat to walk on the street. But this Peng Shirong was wrapped in a scarf and a hat, and he had to wear a big robe before he dared to go out.

provoked the people on the street to put aside what they wanted to give him their attention, and even Jiang Yuan next to him felt embarrassed, and quickly ripped his scarf, and whispered: "Is it hot like this, hurry up and untie it down, do you want the people around you to hold your hearts like you are at home"?

Looking at the attention of so many people, of course Peng Shirong didn't want to, but he was afraid that someone would come and rob him halfway, so he wore more or less precautions in his heart.

This is a shadow that will linger for a lifetime, but this way to escape the shadow can't be like a shadow when Jiang Yuan is by his side, he tried his best to restrain himself to take off his scarf, hat, and coat, just like a turtle taking off its shell, at first he was a little uncomfortable, and then he generously entered the theater with Jiang Yuan.

Peng Shirong: "What kind of drama are you writing?"

Because of Jiang Yuanshen's mysterious expression of buying medicine in a gourd along the way, he just didn't tell this scene, Peng Shirong, who was sweating all over, couldn't hold back anymore, and wiped his sweat with a towel before asking.

Jiang Yuan smiled and replied truthfully with him: ""Red Elimination Song" once had 'Red Elimination Fragrance Broken Who Has Pity' as a reference, this flower and tree all have lives, but their lives are only a moment for us, and we are also a moment between the vicissitudes of life, all things have sentient beings, and life is not divided into high and low."

Jiang Yuan said the twists and turns, but in fact, what he wanted to express was undoubtedly that all lives are equal, and there is no distinction between people and people, and it is even more persuasive that people should not think that those imperial relatives are noble and the common people are lowly; I think that white-skinned foreigners are noble, and yellow-skinned Chinesemen are lowly. The sick man of East Asia is simply nonsense, and 'Chinese and dogs are not allowed to enter' is simply ridiculous.

But Jiang Yuan's implicit theme in the play, Peng Shirong can't understand, 'all lives are equal', he has nothing to weigh equality.

There are quite a few people who come to see the West Street Theater, and they have lost hope in Shen Yeling's team, only Jiang Yuan's newly written drama is still interested in taking a look. In the troupe, all those who have a good foundation are gone, and only those who have a bad foundation are left, even if they go out, they can only stay and do some work, at least they can show their faces on stage or something.

"Drunken Red Mansion" is tired of listening, only this "Red Elimination Song" can still hear some novel flavor even if the singing skills are not good, Jiang Yuan introduced the role in this play to Peng Shirong offstage, while checking Peng Shirong's face, I saw that he looked indifferent and the corners of his mouth rose, as if he had really walked out of the spell that had plagued him for several months.

"Look at the clever little flower on this stage, it is Huai'an's big apprentice, you don't look like Huai'an sang on stage before" Jiang Yuan pointed to the stage and said.

Peng Shirong looked in the direction he was pointing and nodded in agreement: "When I was chasing you before, Boss Shen also taught me to play, and he taught me to sing "Drunken Red Mansion", I originally wanted to continue to learn from him, but I didn't know that God didn't allow it, so I actually took him away... ”

Saying that, Jiang Yuan's face became more and more ugly, and Peng Shirong gradually became silent.

It's no wonder that Shen Yeling left too suddenly, just like he was buried in the fire without saying hello, leaving only a troupe that can't be run and a baby full of milk, and a sad person.

They saw the end of this scene, and finally went home with their own thoughts, when it comes to Shen Yeling, Jiang Yuan will definitely be silent, this is a field that Jiang Yuan can't touch, Shen Yeling died once before, and then he was in danger, and now he is dead, and Jiang Yuan, who has lost his best friend, can't bear it a second time.

"Youtang, do you say that people can come back to life after they die", Peng Shirong didn't know what's wrong, the questions asked today are always weird. Even this question is asked knowingly.

But Jiang Yuan was quite patient: "Of course people can't be reborn after death, unless there is Taishang Laojun's return to the Dan", Jiang Yuan also used his ability to write a script to explain to him.

Peng Shirong pulled him to the bed and asked him to do a good job, while he stood in front of him, today he was rare and sensible and a little excited: "You can watch it, I'll sing you a passage on the stage just now."

Saying that, he raised his hands, his body was in tune and he sang with a clear eye, just this reading is 108,000 miles away from the stage, this person is a third-rate actor, he can't even keep up with the ninth-rate, and it is also unfavorable for his cultivation As the saying goes, 'The master leads the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual' He invited Shen Yeling to be his teacher, but he made a crooked reason for his own learning, what only learns one play, and the basic skills can be skipped.

He learned this and didn't learn it, except for Jiang Yuan, who was 'out of the eyes of a lover', he could only offer ugliness when he took it out, Jiang Yuan happily clapped his hands and accompanied, and waited for him to finish singing.

This night, he and Jiang Yuan sat opposite each other, neither crazy nor stupid: "Youtang, if I die, ten or twenty years, will you still remember me."

Jiang Yuan didn't want to answer very simply: "Of course it will."

He was satisfied with this answer, so he nodded: "Okay".

On this day, he and Jiang Yuan lived a wonderful life, as if they were all for life and death for no reason, from the equality of life, to the influence left to future generations after death, and came back from the dead.

Until dawn broke and the next day was approaching, Jiang Yuan went out again to see the feedback of outsiders on the script, and left Peng Shirong to sit at home alone. The guy delivering the parcel knocked on his door again, perhaps the last parcel he could bear.

Sure enough, he opened the package, and inside it was a person hiding in the corner when he was humiliated that day, secretly taking photos of him, one by one, poking straight into his heart--- he was determined to die.

His red eyes, his teeth chattering up and down, and his limp hands just wanted to find a hemp rope to hang and finish clean. He glanced down at the closet. I thought to myself: Youtang hasn't tied my tie for a long time.

Thinking that he had told the housekeeper in the house before that he would never have to tie a tie in the future, because all the ties were packed by Jiang Yuan, and he only asked Jiang Yuan to tie them for him in his life.