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Chunyutang, the largest Peking Opera theater in Sijiu City, has the reputation of a royal theater, and the popular protagonist is the quintessential queen of the country, Su Xiaoxiao. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info is also Yan Beiquan's confidant and friend.

Yan Beiquan is a frequent visitor here, and as soon as she arrived, someone respectfully greeted her, and when she came to Su Xiaoxiao's makeup room, she was about to take the stage. Seeing Yan Beiquan, Su Xiaoxiao was first overjoyed, and then opened his mouth and said: "This big night, the overseer, you really know how to pick the time, I am preparing to take the stage!"

"I've already pushed it for you!" Yan Beiquan said domineeringly, unceremoniously throwing himself into the sofa of Makeup Jane.

"Tut-tut...... Look, this is still the wealth of an official, but do you have my consent?" complained on his lips, but sweetly in his heart. She just likes this man's domineering and momentum, otherwise she wouldn't have been with him for so long. What Su Xiaoxiao admires the most is Yan Beiquan's personality, he is clean and self-conscious, never visits the fireworks places in the flower building, and respects her very much.

"Why did our Fourth Master Yan come to me today? I thought there was some famous role there, and you busy man forgot about me!" Su Xiaoxiao put down the rouge and walked towards the man. The woman's steps are not hurried or slow, as elegant as on the stage.

"No matter how famous you are, you don't dare to compare with your quintessential queen, isn't that a humiliation?" Yan Beiquan's cold eyes narrowed, and his tone was slightly lazy, there are no outsiders here, there is no need to be pretentious, it can make him feel relaxed for a moment.

"......" Although Su Xiaoxiao is clever and eloquent, she can't talk about him. wanted to say something more, but saw Xiao Fang walk in with a bag of things. I don't know what it is, Su Xiaoxiao went up, and it turned out to be a few bottles of wine and appetizers. Needless to say, she also understands that this Si is looking for her to relieve her boredom and fight for wine!"What's going on?" "Say! What a stuffy gourd!" In her eyes, Yan Beiquan is a stuffy gourd, Xiao Fang is also a stuffy gourd, Yan Beiquan is a big stuffy gourd, and Xiao Fang is a small stuffy gourd. When she met these two, she was killed in a hurry! Xiao Fang was not good at words, so he could only pick up the important things and tell her out.

When she walked to Yan Beiquan's side again, she was holding wine and food in her hands, but her eyes were slightly red.

Noticing this, Yan Beiquan asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?" Knowing that the man did it on purpose, Su Xiaoxiao was still a little angry. didn't tell her about such a big thing, if it wasn't Xiao Fang, when would he plan to hide it?

"I don't know what you want to hear, Fourth Master, how about visiting Shiro's mother for a while?" was originally angry and casually said, but instead he thought that his parents were his pain, why did he poke his sore spots!

"It's all right!" Yan Beiquan said two words lightly, then poured himself a glass of wine and drank it all. He's not like drinking, it's more like drinking.

"How much foreign wine you drink, in the end it's still white, it's easy to get drunk!" After finishing the sentence, he poured another cup, Su Xiaoxiao felt that this man really used himself as a wine tank!

"Don't drink it! You have injuries and drink so violently, are you looking for death?" Xiao Fang told her, she couldn't believe her ears. snatching the cup from the man's hand, Su Xiaoxiao shook her head helplessly. Why bother? Why carry so much and let go of some? But she didn't dare to say this, so she could only pretend to turn a blind eye.

"You've got it all!"

"Three serious injuries, and souvenirs, can I not know?" With a time bomb in his body, he was still drinking like this, the torture in his heart, the torture in his body, these are unimaginable. It's hard to imagine how he endured it!

Smiling indifferently, the man leaned back on the sofa, and there was shallow sadness in the depths of his eyes. "I know my own body, it's okay, I can't die after a few drinks!" he said, picking up a whole bottle on the table, craned his neck and poured it. Some people say that wine is a good thing, and it can relieve a thousand sorrows when you get drunk. But I forgot that there is another sentence called: Wine is more sorrowful. In fact, it is not the wine that makes people worry, but themselves. The greater the greed, the greater the desire, and getting more is like wanting more. As everyone knows, no matter what it is, too much is sad! Sometimes there is nothing wrong with being relieved, and facing everything calmly. It's like liking someone, if you really like him, you don't have to have him, you can look at him from afar, and you will be happy when you see him happy.

If you don't expect eternity, you won't have endless troubles. Su Xiaoxiao is like this, as long as he can look at that person from a distance and accompany that person when he is upset, even if it is all the time......

"Yan Beiquan, who do you think you are? Immortals? After all, you are a mortal! You don't want this life, forget it, but don't you pay back so many soldiers in the Northern Army, this country still depends on them to defend it......" He could hear it, and in and out of his words, Su Xiaoxiao was complaining that he didn't value his body. Indeed, his life is not his own, and if he falls, it will really be as some people wish!

Su Xiaoxiao picked up another bottle of wine and took a sip of it heartily, although the wine was very strong, it felt very exciting. "Aren't you drinking? I'll accompany you...... Anyway, you are not afraid of sadness, what am I afraid of......" After three rounds of drinking, Su Xiaoxiao was already half drunk, she sat crookedly on the chair, her phoenix eyes flashing with confusion. , pointed at the man and said: "What do you say are you worried about? Defeated Fusang, guarded Beihua, you are a hero......" Only when you are drunk can you reveal your true nature, at this time, Su Xiaoxiao still has the shadow of the quintessential queen, casual, uninhibited, maybe this is the real her.

"It's like me, to put it bluntly, I'm still a singer, looking at people's faces and begging for food. Today they want to hear you sing, hold you, you are the horn. When I don't want to see you anymore, I can abandon you anytime and anywhere. I can come out today, Su Xiaoxiao, maybe one day I will become Wang Xiaoxiao and Zhang Xiaoxiao...... "Today, opera is an art and a national treasure. But in that beacon era, opera was just a third-rate profession, and those who learned to sing were from poor families in order to give their children something to eat. "It is said that the drama is ruthless, and who knows how much bitterness and hard work they have endured, practicing Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, in order to be able to become popular all over the north and south one day, raising their eyebrows. But in the end, it's not about being looked down upon and looking at people's faces. came to support her, not to mention all of them, but most of them were also for her friendship with Yan Beiquan.

"You're on your own, and it has nothing to do with me. ”

"Hehe-forget it! What are you thinking about so much, just thinking about the most important thing in front of you, it's almost the New Year, how are the Overseers going to spend this year?"

"It's another year! Time flies. There's not much time left for me, so it's time!"

Yukiko Miyamoto has already come to the door, and Yan Beiquan knows that there will be less and less time for him, so he must settle his personal affairs and devote himself to the battlefield.

"Then do you really want to marry that yellow-haired girl?" Speaking of that girl, Su Xiaoxiao thought that the Lantern Festival was the first time they met, Long Jinyu was demure and elegant, fresh and refined, and it was worth making everyone who met her shine.

did not answer, Yan Beiquan snorted slightly, noncommittal.

His acquiescence made the half-drunk feel cold, and then he took the bottle and drank it again. The two eyes could not be opened, like a pile of soft mud, and the wine bottle fell from the woman's hand. There was a large powder room, only a few table lamps were on, and the room was a little gray. Yan Beiquan just sat in the dark room, I don't know how long he sits, he closed his eyes, and drank the wine in the bottle.

Then he put the woman who had fallen asleep on the sofa and quietly left there. He himself didn't know why he came here, maybe because Su Xiaoxiao trusted him, she would accompany him if he wanted to drink, and she would sing if he wanted to listen to the play. Although talking to him is always verbally aggressive, it is all for his good. Here, there is no need to beware of ears, eyes and eyeliner, and there is no slapping horses, void and wrongdoing.

It's just that he didn't know that when he left the dressing room, someone had a cool liquid streaked through the corner of his eye.

Walking out of the Chunyutang theater, a cold wind came, which instantly made him much more sober. Instead of getting on the bus, he chose to walk on foot on the street at night, as usual, experiencing the loneliness of the night alone, and practicing indifference. The only thing that is the same as him is the cold moon on the horizon.

The next day, Su Xiaoxiao woke up with a blank mind. Headache splitting, except for the mess on the table, there was no one. It took me a while to put some of the previous paragraphs together. And what made her heart chill the most was that Yan Beiquan admitted last night that he really wanted to marry Long Jinyu. She knows that she is just a substitute for Yan Beiquan, if it wasn't for Jiang Mengya leaving, how could he see herself! In the past few years, he has held her and made her from a drama to a famous actor who is popular all over the 32 provinces of Beijiang, Su Xiaoxiao feels that she has become dependent on him, every time she takes the stage, she will hope that the man will sit under the stage and watch her, even if she knows that he likes to listen to the play, this is just her own extravagance!

In the hospital ward, Zhou Zhilan was in a hurry to be discharged, saying that the hospital was too stuffy, and it was better to go home to recuperate. In fact, in the final analysis, she is just for medical expenses, the family is not rich, her illness, all the expenses depend on Long Jinyan's meager hard-earned money, not only to feed a family of four, but also for Long Jinrui to go to school, she really doesn't want to waste money!

After completing the discharge procedures, Long Jinyu helped her to prepare for discharge, and as soon as she turned around, she saw Long Jinyan running towards them covered in blood, and the mother and daughter were startled.

"Shaofeng ......"

"Big Brother ......"

Mother and daughter spoke almost simultaneously, their faces full of worry.

"Shaofeng, what's wrong with you? Why are you injured? Yan is not serious, hurry up and let the doctor take a look......" Zhou Zhilan pulled her eldest son's hand, looking at the bruises on his face, and the distressed old tears were crisscrossed. "Brother, is it ......" Long Jinyu wanted to ask if it was still done by those Qinglong people, but was stopped by Long Jinyan's eyes. He didn't want his mother to worry, there were too many things that happened during this time, worried about Jinyu, worried about Jinrui, it was enough for her to be physically and mentally exhausted, how could he let her worry anymore!

"I'm fine, I'm just joking around with the dockers. It will be fine in a few days, don't worry!" Long Jinyu's delicate eyebrows were raised, and her clear eyes were as clear and transparent as spring water, which contrasted sharply with the bright red color on her shirt.