He still returned to Suling.

Why here?

Yu Hua carried his luggage and looked at the theater where he had stayed for several years, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart, probably because this place was the most familiar.

The steward in the theater still remembered him.

"Hey, it's Boss Yu, please come in, please come in, why did Boss Yu come back?"

Yu Hua nodded at him, casually chatted with him about inconsequential matters, and the steward was also very attentive and didn't ask too much.

Su Ling is still Su Ling.

The cinema is still a cinema.

It seems that nothing has changed, and it seems that there has been a earth-shaking change, in the final analysis, it is just a matter of things and people.

Su Ling's current days are plain and peaceful.

At this time, Yu Hua is no longer controlled by Master Li, nor is he imprisoned by Ji Zhuo, here, Yu Hua can do whatever he wants.

But what did he want to do?

Yu Hua held the freedom he had dreamed of.

I was at a loss in my heart.

Just thinking like this, I heard the low chanting and singing on the stage downstairs, babbling, and the hustle and bustle.

Yu Hua looks back on his life.

found that half of his life was alive in the play.

What else can he do besides singing?

He couldn't do anything.

He finally put the costume on his body again, sang and played to the beat, sang other people's stories on stage, and interpreted other people's joys and sorrows.

Yu Hua is still Yu Hua, the swan song of Su Ling, who has been popular all over the country, as soon as he came on stage, the seats were full, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the audience was full of applause.

In the limelight.

Dressed in bright colorful clothes.

Like the most gorgeous butterfly in the world stumbling on the stage, injecting body and mind into the role, rejoicing because of the joy of others, and sad because of the sorrow of others.

And what about his own?

He didn't know.

He didn't want to think about himself.

But sometimes he has to think about it, because he obviously doesn't want to think about it, and whenever the song ends and everyone disperses, the loneliness that follows him still sweeps towards him.

He couldn't resist, he couldn't escape.

When he was in the spotlight on stage, he seemed to have everything, and after the end of the song, he found out.

The hustle and bustle of silk and bamboo is fleeting, and the glory of honor is just in vain.

He couldn't imagine what he had left.

He has nothing, his relatives have long since passed away, he has no friends around him, and the person who has left a strong mark in his life.

After the car started, it went away in the window.

He stubbornly took nothing with him.

So in the end she was by his side, as if she had never left a trace, as if it had never existed.

Is that really the case?

If it's true, there's no trace.

Why does whenever he sings "Farewell My Concubine", he always feels that he is the only one singing, and he always feels that someone is watching him from the audience.

He soon regretted returning to Suling.

Su Ling was the place he was most familiar with, and it was also the place where he met her, and her traces were as lonely as a shadow, tormenting him like a shadow.

The house where she lived was in the middle of the city.

It's a place that can't be bypassed.

Sit at the dresser.

I saw her leaning lazily to the side.

Say it to him in a casual and flirtatious tone.

Beauty and gemstones go hand in hand.

Then the glass shattered, the world swirled, she pressed him under her, the breath of the two was intertwined, and she protected him in the chaos.

There were times when he thought about it for a moment.

Will she protect him like this for the rest of his life?

Probably not.

She always reminded him that she was just a whim for him, and she would abandon him when she got tired of it.

In the end, it is the desire to be free so I leave.

Or is it unbearable to feel like walking on thin ice around her?

Yu Hua vaguely felt that it was the latter.

He lifted his thrush and suddenly paused, and the bronze mirror reflected his face, and someone took his pen and painted lightly on his brow.

Colored light seeping through the glass windows.

Plated on her.

blurred her eyebrows and eyes so focused and gentle, that he couldn't help but give birth to the illusion that he was the only one in her eyes.

How can it be?

In an instant, she regained her flirtatious appearance.

There is no shadow of anyone in the eyes.

Yu Hua snapped back to his senses and realized that he had crooked his eyebrows.

"Really, the ghost is not gone......"

He smiled bitterly, redrew his eyebrows, and then sang on stage, and when he was tired of singing, he found a teahouse and listened to others gossip about the world.

I heard that she was inaugurated as the president of the National Congress......

I heard that Su Ling came to Qin Sanye, and now he is the county magistrate here, shouting every day that he is related to the president, and he is domineering and rampant......

Yu Hua took a sip of the cup of tea, and couldn't help laughing, laughing at the impermanence of the world suddenly like a dream.

It was a great honor to be associated with her.

What about him, who had shared her bed?

It's just that the world is chaotic, and now the people in Suling, how many people are left who know the inside story, what can they say?

Is he still the one who slept with the president?

No one believes what he says, and it only makes people laugh.

Yu Hua thought about it herself, and couldn't help laughing, the more she laughed, the more she laughed, the more she laughed, thanks to herself, he has nothing to do with her now, and the joys, sorrows, and sorrows she once gave have all come to naught.

He said the phrase "let me go......

It took a lifetime of courage.

Before that, he had never expected her to let him go, because she was still so hot, and there was a thought in her eyes that almost devoured him.

How could she let him go like this?

Just a deep passion.

It will also gradually cool down.

He sensed her coldness, felt her detachment.

He was once under the peach blossom tree in the courtyard, and he was able to put down the reckless people, but later when he was close at hand, he said:

"I'm not looking for you for this."

To her, he didn't even have that value.

So what else did he stay?

Yu Hua suddenly came back to his senses, and when the cold tea was in his mouth, there was an indescribable bitterness, he left for freedom, right?

Or for what?

When he took the stage again, he saw the third master of Qin, who was a fox and a fake tiger, and the second master Zhang who had long been lost in the corner of his memory.

said that he was related to him.

It's a disgrace to her reputation.

was singing "Farewell My Concubine", but this Qin Sanye smiled and asked him to sing "Zhan Wancheng".

The play is based on the sixteenth episode of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", "Lu Feng first shot the halberd Yuanmen, and Cao Mengde defeated the division in Shuishui".

Cao Cao raised troops to recruit Zhang Xiu stationed in Wancheng, Zhang was defeated and surrendered, but Cao Cao lived in peace and did not think about danger and thought about **, and actually captured Zhang Xiu's aunt Zou, the two of them are like fish in water, and they have fun every day, and they do not think about returning.

He ordered him to play the Zou family and sing the chaotic fan opera.

Yu Hua was still singing Farewell My Concubine, immersed in the joys and sorrows of the Overlord of Chu and Yu Ji, ignoring the people next to him, and not paying attention to Qin Sanye's action of coming to the stage in anger to capture him.

In the colorful clothes, and the hustle and bustle of silk and bamboo.

In a trance, someone slowly walked towards him, carrying a branch of Xuandu flower, stepping on everyone's heart, and said with a smile and appreciation:

"Don't stop, keep singing."

"I just want to hear it, you sing it alone."