The woman singing on stage was still singing her lyrics.

Even if there is no supporting role, she still treats the supporting role as if she is still on stage, singing where she should sing and pausing where she should stop. It seems that she has performed this play thousands of times, and she has long been familiar with what to do when and when she does it, and her movements are smooth, and without hesitation, she can sing this play to the end with her eyes closed.

The musical instruments, which no one has been operating for a long time, still make a sound with her, pushing this Su Sanqi solution to the final ending little by little.

There was no one on the several rows of chairs under the stage, and the color of the plates and teacups on the small table with dried fruits had lost the unique luster of the original porcelain little by little, and they looked more and more dilapidated, and even a small gap appeared.

At this time, there were only two people left in the clearing in the woods.

A Tsing Yi actor singing alone on stage, and a man sitting in the audience listening to the play.

Xia Beifeng looked up at the graceful Tsing Yi drama above.

The red lanterns around the stage were still lit, illuminating as if it were daytime. Little by little, the stars in the sky disappeared, and the east was a little white.

But all this light is not as bright as the woman singing on the stage.

She tirelessly sang the drama on stage, as if the whole person was integrated with the role she played, the cry and laughter of the people in the play was her crying and laughing, and the sadness and joy of the people in the play were her sorrows.

That attentive look really gives the viewer the illusion of brilliance, and even hopes that the play will never end, and the audience can sit here forever and listen.

However, the Tsing Yi actor can't stand on the stage and sing this play forever.

This scene was sung for more than two hours, and when the woman on the stage finished singing the last sentence, she turned around on the stage in a big circle, and then rolled up her sleeves, stood still, and stared at Xia Beifeng sitting under the stage with a smile.

The pile of uncontrolled instruments still "jingled" for a while. It wasn't until the last note was played and their task was completely completed that they fell to the ground and quickly rusted into a pile of scrap metal.

All was quiet again.

There was a faint smell of plum blossoms wafting through the air. The plum blossoms on the stage began to wither at a visible rate after the last bud had opened. The petals quickly yellowed and fell, and then the branches began to dry up and break.

It leaves nothing but a little chilly aroma.

"Sir, what do you think of my singing in this play?" The female ghost stood on the stage, looked down at Xia Beifeng condescendingly, and asked.

She sang for half a night, but her voice was not hoarse. It's just that his voice is soft when he speaks, with a little timid expression on his face, and his eyes are flashing, and he doesn't look like he was at ease on the stage just now.

Now her expression is like a girl waiting for her beloved's response, shy but a little yearning and expectation.

Xia Beifeng didn't speak, raised his hand and slowly applauded for a while before putting his hand down again.

The woman's eyes immediately crooked, but the corners of her mouth were still tense and did not show a smile.

"Yesterday afternoon, my husband said he would let me go, and he helped me stop the mountain god. I wondered how I could thank you, sir. The woman said and raised her hand to pick off a beaded flower on her head, looked down at the beaded flower, pursed her lips, and then continued: "I think about it, but I always feel that it is not good to just leave. But I don't know anything else, so I have to set up a stage here, and I want to sing this play again at the end, fulfill one of my wishes, and repay Mr. ”

"You're singing well, really." Xia Beifeng looked up at her and praised her sincerely: "This is the best I have heard so far. ”

"Thank you, sir, for the compliment." The woman smiled softly when she heard this, still staring at the beaded flower in her hand, and tears gradually gathered in her eyes.

Xia Beifeng didn't speak again, just leaned back in the chair and looked up at her.

The sky gradually brightened, and the light blue that appeared from the east, representing the clear sky, began to erode the dark night, and the stars became more and more dim, almost disappearing.

A small bird flew from nowhere and landed at Xia Beifeng's hand, looking down and combing the feathers on his chest.

The bird was very good-looking. Bright yellow feathers, round body, shrunk head is a small yellow hairball.

It was the same bird that had led the summer north wind into the woods last night.

Xia Beifeng was attracted by the bird at hand, and after looking at it for a while, he couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

The bird looked up at Xia Beifeng vigilantly, and jumped to the side twice. Still bowing his head, he continued to bow his head and comb his feathers.

Xia Beifeng then reached out and poked it again.

The bird immediately ducked again......

The woman on the stage kept watching Xia Beifeng tease the birds, suddenly sighed faintly, and reached out and threw the bead flower she had been holding in her hand off the stage.

Xia Beifeng continued to poke at the bird, but did not look up, but stretched out a hand to catch the pearl flower, and took it to his eyes to look at it.

The beaded flower is a very common style on the head of a woman in Peking Opera, and the silver base is inlaid with many tiny beads. Although it doesn't look like anything valuable, the workmanship is very good, and it should be quite sturdy.

"It's getting dawn, and I should go." The woman looked up at the brighter sky above her head, blinked her eyes vigorously, and held back the tears that were about to overflow her eyes.

"Excuse me, Mr. Xia, help me return this thing to that person."

"Okay." Xia Beifeng agreed, put the beaded flower into his pocket, and then looked up at the woman standing on it.

"I don't know if there's anything else you want me to help bring with this girl?"

The woman was still looking at the sky, but her body began to tremble slightly when she heard this.

Her mouth moved, but she still didn't say anything after all, but replied casually: "No, sir, please." ”

The woman's voice trembled a little, and her eyes became redder and redder, but she still insisted on holding back the tears and not letting the tears fall.

Xia Beifeng got up from the chair, stretched, rubbed his neck, and turned to walk down the mountain.

He had only taken a few steps before he heard the woman's crying voice behind him.

"Sir, please wait a minute, I have a question for you."

Xia Beifeng turned around, smiled and nodded, waiting for the woman on the stage to speak.

The woman lowered her head and hesitated for a long time before she asked in a low voice, "Can Mr. Xia tell me, that person...... What happened next? ”

"He's been doing well." Xia Beifeng said: "I have been mixed with war and turmoil, and I have not lost arms or legs. The relationship with his wife has always been good, and then the children and grandchildren were full, and he died some time ago. When I left, I was lying on the bed, and there was no pain. ”

The woman stood on the stage, staring intently at the summer north wind, listening to his words carefully, for fear that she would miss a word.

Xia Beifeng only used a few words, and calmly finished talking about a person's life, and seeing that the woman didn't react, he continued to ask: "Is there anything else you want to know?" ”

The woman shook her head and smiled, as if she was very satisfied with the answer.

Two lines of tears finally fell down her eyes, slid down her chin, and dripped onto the wide costume she was wearing, without making a sound.

"You...... Alas! Xia Beifeng looked up at the woman who was crying silently on the stage, and felt a little unbearable, "It's all in the past, don't worry too much about it, ...... in the future." There's always a chance to meet someone better. ”

The woman nodded, raised her hand to cover her face, and cried.

Xia Beifeng stood in place and hesitated, not knowing whether to go up to comfort her, or leave here quickly, and let her cry here for a while.

The eastern summit showed a glimmer of gold, and the surrounding clouds were dyed a beautiful red. The sun is coming out.

Let's go, this kind of thing is probably useless for others to comfort me, so I can only let it think about it by itself.

Anyway, she didn't have time to open it if she wanted to.

"I'll go first, okay?" Xia Beifeng nodded to the woman who was covering her face and crying, even though she couldn't see it at all.

"Be careful, don't wait until the sun comes out and stay here."

The woman still didn't look up, just buried her face in the palm of her hand and gave a soft "um" in a nasal voice.

Xia Beifeng looked at her for a while before he lowered his head and whistled at the birds on the table, then put his hands in his trouser pockets and staggered away.

The bird heard Xia Beifeng's whistle and raised its head to look at the woman who was crying on the stage. It tilted its head, flapped its wings and flew around the woman again before flying in the direction of Xia Beifeng's walk.

The bird flapped its wings hard, and soon caught up with the footsteps of Xia Beifeng and landed on his shoulder.

Xia Beifeng walked not far away, and he heard a loud bang in the direction of the stage behind him, as if something had collapsed.

He didn't look back, still striding ahead of him.

The bird crouched on his shoulder and looked back at the stage behind them.

The stage had completely collapsed, raising a large cloud of dust, and it was so gray that people couldn't really see what the stage looked like now.

The scene that had just stood there crying was gone.

The original red satin curtains and colorful pillars were already covered with dust, looking very old and decayed, and countless cobwebs were hung in the blink of an eye. The tables and chairs that had been neatly arranged just now had become a pile of rotten wood, piled up with the remains of the stage, and it was impossible to tell which one was which. There were even rats and spiders crawling around from that pile of rubble.

The morning sun, which has been brewing for a long time, finally emerges from the top of the mountain, and the cool morning breeze blows, indicating that a new day has begun again.

After dawn, the road in the mountains gradually became clearer. Xia Beifeng whistled all the way down the mountain, didn't even pause halfway to look at the direction, and after ten minutes, he saw where he had parked the morning before yesterday.

A dark SUV was quietly parked under a tree, waiting for its owner to return to its side.

Xia Beifeng walked all the way to his car and pressed the key in his trouser pocket.

The buggy immediately sounded.

He leisurely walked around to the other side, and was about to get into the car, when he saw something next to the car.

It's not true to say it's a thing. It was a thin little old lady who curled up in a ball and slept on the front wheel of the Xia Bei windmill.

Xia Beifeng: "......"

What a thing!

He tilted his head to look at the bird that had been lying on his shoulder, and his eyes glinted with doubt.

The bird quickly turned its head to the side, flapped its wings a few times, and then flew away.

Xia Beifeng stared at the direction in which the bird flew away, his expression a little surprised

If there was one word to describe his current mood, it would probably be "speechless".

Of course, in the end, he could only squat down helplessly and try to wake up the old lady.

I don't know if this old lady is really sleeping or fake sleeping, whether Xia Beifeng yells in her ear or shakes her shoulder hard, she just refuses to wake up.

Not only did he not wake up, but he slept more and more sweetly, and even let out a few subtle dreams.

Xia Beifeng could only open the car door and try to get the old lady into the back seat of the car and lie down.

In the previous battle with the mountain god, he was pressed to the ground and beaten almost the whole time, and he was injured, half of his arm was almost useless, and there was no good meat from his shoulder to his arm. Originally, there was only one arm that could be used, and I was afraid that the old lady would bump into it, so it took a lot of effort to get the old lady into the car at this time.

By the time he finally put the old lady into the back seat of his car, more than ten minutes had passed. He was sweating profusely himself.

Then he touched his head as he exited the door.

What a ...... today It's too back.

Xia Beifeng thought so, and while rubbing the back of his head, he opened the front door of the car.

In the passenger seat, a woman in yellow was smiling at him.

He was also holding a small cake that he had kept in his car.

Of course, half of it is left now.

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Anyway, the data at the starting point is sure to be correct, and I can't believe that the collection has risen so much

And if nothing else, you can break a thousand by clicking tomorrow

If there was an accident, it would break a thousand tonight

In short, in order to celebrate, there will be a double watch

So I owe you 7,000 words~\\(≧▽≦)/~, [happy]

Since no one gave me any opinions, I assumed that everyone thought I wrote well, and I wrote at this pace

The next chapter is a reversal and decryption

Be sure to check it out