But what she was thinking in her heart couldn't be told to Ming Jingxuan, so she had to brush her hair and sort out the panic on her face: "It's nothing, I was just reminiscing about Brother Xuan's performance." ”

"Oh, really?" Ming Jingxuan smiled lightly, "Do you like the play "Peacock Flying Southeast" that I sang today?" ”

"yes, I love it." Song Qinglian nodded lightly: "The rhythm of this minor key is indeed soft, and with your rich singing voice Brother Xuan, it is even more amazing." ”

"When I listen to you sing the music and drums, I seem to feel that I have been in this sad story, and I am sad for this pair of hard-working mandarin ducks who love each other but cannot stay together."

Ming Jingxuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and there was a hint of playfulness in his voice: "It seems that Sister Qinglian, you, are really very involved in watching it." ”

"Of course." Song Qinglian confessed: "Brother Xuan's singing voice is so soft, who listens to it, will not be involved." ”

Ming Jingxuan's smile was as warm as a spring breeze, and he looked out the window, seeing that the night was already deep at the moment, "It's not early, Sister Qinglian, I'll send you home!" ”

"Brother Xuan, no need." Afraid that Ming Jingxuan would be too busy, Song Qinglian excused herself: "Brother Xuan, it's already this time, your performance today has just ended, there must be a lot of things to be busy." ”

"You don't have to take time out alone to send me, I can take the rickshaw back by myself, Brother Xuan, don't worry."

"Nope." Ming Jingxuan's voice was full of irresistible firmness, and he still insisted: "I have to send you home safely, it's really unsafe for a girl to walk so far so late." ”

"Have you forgotten what happened last time, since I invited you here, I must send you back safely."

"Don't worry, you won't delay the affairs of Minghui Hall, after the curtain call, naturally there are senior brothers to take care of it, so I don't need to handle it."

Under the stage, Ming Jingxuan in front of Song Qinglian was gentle and elegant, meticulous and gentle, his eyes were full of heart, and he was full of countless affections, which was like two people with his cold and arrogant appearance on the stage.

Song Qinglian hesitated, and seeing that Ming Jingxuan's attitude was resolute, she also agreed, "That's okay, thank you Brother Xuan." ”

Ming Jingxuan smiled slightly: "Okay, then let's go quickly." ”

"yes, okay." The two of them left the theater and walked on the path back to Yunshui Village in the west of the city.

The night was like paint, silent, except for the full moon and the dazzling stars hanging in the night sky. The hustle and bustle of traffic in the capital has dissipated, and this moment is silent.

Ming Jingxuan and Song Qinglian walked on the bluestone path together, this scene was warm and peaceful.

Recalling Ming Jingxuan's performance, the soft singing voice and the mournful tune are really unfinished and have a long aftertaste.

"Brother Xuan." Song Qinglian raised her head, and under the shadow of the moon, looked at Ming Jingxuan's handsome face: "The song you sang in that minor key is really superb, Qinglian has been moved by this soft tune for the first time in her life." ”

"It's as if I'm really in that story, and I feel the sadness and grievances between Jiao Zhongqing and Liu Lanzhi, who love each other but can't stay together."

"When I used to read this poem, I couldn't help but feel heartache for it. Now listening to Brother Xuan sing this tune, it will be even more touching and emotional. ”

With the afterglow of the oblique moon, Ming Jingxuan looked at Song Qinglian's pure eyes, and asked softly: "Then you are infected by the tragic love story of "Peacock Flying Southeast"?" ”

"yes." Song Qinglian said meaningfully: "Although I grew up in the countryside and never went to school, I still read the long poems that are well-known and familiar to this family." ”

"Every time I read this poem, I can't help but feel heartache, it is obviously a good story of a pair of talented and beautiful people, but it has become a tragedy for the ages."

"In the vast sea of people, it is not easy to get a person to fall in love, but because of the obstacles of those family concepts, a pair of lovers finally return to Jiuquan."

"yes." After Song Qinglian's sincere argument, Ming Jingxuan's heartstrings couldn't help but be touched by this tragic story.

He looked at the heavy moonlight and couldn't help sighing: "It's just a tragedy of the lives of a pair of poor people who can't end up married, and we can't guess the rights and wrongs of it." The end of this tragedy can only be left to posterity to be sentimental. ”

"In the past, when the master was alive, he taught us to sing the tune, and we followed the song with a glance, never thinking carefully about the feelings in the story, and today I heard Sister Qinglian say this, this tragic love story is indeed heart-wrenching and sentimental."

"yes." Song Qinglian lowered her eyes lightly: "Whether it is in ancient times or today, there are always some things that people can't do. The love between Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai is like this, and what about the love between Xiao Zhongqing and Liu Lanzhi? ”

"In "Peacock Flying Southeast", my favorite sentences are: Jun is regarded as a rock, concubine is regarded as a reed, the reed is as tough as silk, and the rock has no transfer. But all the deep feelings are heavy, and in the end they can only turn into smoke. ”

"Because of her mother-in-law's dislike, Jiao Zhongqing had to divorce Liu Lanzhi, and because of her brother's greed, Liu Lanzhi had to endure the humiliation and remarry."

"But they love very deeply, Liu Lanzhi only has Jiao Zhongqing in her heart, and she would rather go to Qingchi than marry someone else."

Jiao Zhongqing was the only one in his heart, Liu Lanzhi refused to combine with Qin Luoshi, hung himself on the southeast branch, and martyred Liu Lanzhi. A pair of lovers returned to Huangquan like this, unable to go to the appointment of Baitou. ”

"Ugh." Ming Jingxuan also seemed to be in the story, sighed deeply, and said in a deep voice: "Maybe there are some things, there is too much helplessness, maybe the tragedy has been doomed from the beginning." ”

"The two of them are also the most affectionate people, one refuses to remarry and goes to Qingchi, and the other does not want to marry again, and hangs himself on the southeast branch. Fortunately, in the end, life can't sleep together, but at least death in the same hole, which can be regarded as an interpretation of this tragedy, without leaving too many regrets. ”

He paused slightly, looked at the deep moonlight, and sighed deeply: "If you can be like Jiao Zhongqing and Liu Lanzhi, you have to be so affectionate." Even if the soul returns to Jiuquan in the end and cannot finally become a dependent, it is worth it. After all, in their short lives, there was someone who was worth protecting. ”