Red wedding dress in the fireworks field.

Whoever sees it, I'm afraid and don't dare to go in easily, the sister who leans on the door and laughs, which is not after the old age and decay, in the contempt of those benefactors, go lonely, only see the new person laugh, don't see the old person crying, this is the unchanging truth in the fireworks field, the new person laughs, the old person leans on the fence and listens to the wind, these are visible, but the joys and sorrows of the world are always different, out of the fireworks field, the life is better, follow a good person to spend his life without waves, and hide what should be forgotten, hidden in the wrinkles and gorgeous hair on the face, the life is bad, the suffering experienced, far more than people can understand, what is written in the book, most of them are some can be targeted, but in this ghostly world, the things in the book, can't be believed, can't be the truth of the purpose, those bad Zhangtai people, out of the fireworks field, spurned by others, the world values chastity, followed the bad people, hard work every day, and have no good face, to the neighborhood all day long, poking the backbone, don't say anything This is to figure out people's hearts, this is the original of people's hearts.

Wang Yuanbao looked at the red wedding dress at the end of the alley, his heart was numb, in such a situation, he had no bottom, although the sloppy Tianjun Grandmaster Xie let Wang Yuanbao see the tricks of the fox ghost spirit in the Lingguan Temple, but it was a situation where there was a Taoist sword fairy present, which blind fox ghost spirit dared to touch the sword fairy's moldy head? It was like an old birthday star eating arsenic. Frost, greasy and crooked, although the alley of the fireworks is warm and abnormal, but there is an inexplicable feeling of lifelessness, in the end, the yin is too heavy, the yang is vigorous, just like Wang Yuanbao, full of essence;

In the end, Chen Yue still had the upper hand with guilt in his heart, and walked quickly into the alley of the fireworks field, and the thick ground fat powder came to his face, which made people think of the prosperity of the old days in the fireworks field.

It's just that Chen Yue didn't have the leisure to think about those scenes of drunkenness, the coldness in his heart went down his spine to the soles of his feet, and he couldn't help but shiver.

Seeing this, Wang Yuanbao hurriedly followed: "Brother Yue, are you okay? If you feel uncomfortable, don't go in, I'll go first to have a look." ”

A flush appeared on Chen Yue's pale face, and he insisted: "No matter what, I still have to go in and have a look, or I feel uncomfortable." ”

With that, he walked deeper into the alley.

The red wedding dress is on the dead tree, swaying, the closer it gets, the more it is bright red, just like a young woman, wearing a red dress, people can't help but yearn for it, but in this unpopular fireworks field, Wang Yuanbao only feels that this red wedding dress is like a ghost in red clothes, so that this unpopular fireworks field is full of ghosts.

In the depths of the alley, the grass and trees are vague, all of them are some flowers and trees that are easy to feed, in this fireworks field, it is blooming vigorously, it is beautiful to look at, there is only one peach tree, in this purple and red lonely like snow, in the spring, the peach blossoms bloom not very late, in the four seasons of Kyaukju Island, the spring is the longest, the peach blossoms should have bloomed at this time, but this peach tree, still bare, without a trace of vitality.

The flowers and trees closed the door deeply, and there were bursts of painful gasps in the dilapidated hut.

Chen Yue pushed the door in, his eyes full of gloom.

Except for a simple wooden bed, there were no other furnishings in this hut, and in this simplicity, the most conspicuous thing was a set of bright red women's dresses in the corner, which was incompatible with this bleak look.

The man surnamed Cai was lying on the wooden bed, his face was pale, and his eyes no longer had the same look as before, but he still held the needle and thread in his hand and didn't know what he was embroidering.

Chen Yue walked to the side of the bed and said, "Lao Cai, I ......"

wanted to say something, but he was stuck in his mouth and couldn't speak, the man surnamed Cai didn't stop the work in his hand, the red line in his hand was still there, and what had been completed could be vaguely seen to be a wedding dress.

Wang Yuanbao saw the red wedding dress, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled, what did a lone man do with so many red wedding dresses?

Looking at this style, it seems to be worn by the man surnamed Cai himself, how can an ordinary woman have such a thick waist? I am afraid that the red wedding dress with such a waist can only be supported by those sturdy women with broken mouths in Longchang Town.

The man surnamed Cai didn't seem to see Chen Yue and Wang Yuanbao at all, just blindly busy with the work in his hands, the needles and threads were flying, intertwined and shuttled, and the wedding dress was only left with a skirt that had not been woven, and every stitch was sewn up, the man surnamed Cai gasped for a long time in pain, but still did not stop the needle and thread in his hand.

The atmosphere in the hut was very dull and a little depressing, Chen Yue's face was pale, looking at the man surnamed Cai, while Wang Yuanbao looked at the two silent people, I don't know what to say, the face of the man surnamed Cai is almost dead, and Chen Yue's face is not much better, but the vitality outside the hut is in stark contrast to the silence and depression in this house, Wang Yuanbao just looked at the two of them.

After a long time, a violent cough broke the silence in the cabin.

The man surnamed Cai stopped the work in his hand, and the wedding dress was still unfinished, only half of the Luo dress was left, and the bright red wedding dress was stained with the blood spit out of the mouth of the man surnamed Cai, which became more and more vivid, but in Wang Yuanbao's view, the blood on the wedding dress was only bewitching and weird.

Looking up with difficulty, the man surnamed Cai looked at Chen Yue, whose face was flushed, and said hoarsely: "What are you doing?"

Chen Yue opened his mouth, but did not speak.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that when I died, I still had to be a joke for others, no loss, I have been laughing at people for half my life, there has to be a beginning and an end, you ...... Ahem...... If you want to laugh, laugh quickly, you won't have a chance in the future...... Hey. ”

The hut was silent, only the hoarse voice of the man surnamed Cai, which inexplicably made people feel desolate, the man surnamed Cai laughed at people for half his life because of his sissy style, and even more, there are a lot of people up and down, but these are in the eyes of others, it is a joke, just ask, who will care about the feeling of a joke?

Seeing that Chen Yue and Wang Yuanbao didn't speak, the man surnamed Cai said to himself: "I've been a joke for half my life, and I'm dying, but I feel pitiful, really, ridiculous, ridiculous, hahahahaha......"

The hoarse voice of the man surnamed Cai was extremely abrupt, but it gave people a sense of desolation and abnormality.

Chen Yue said: "No, Lao Cai, I ......"

Before he finished speaking, he interrupted the man surnamed Cai: "What you want to say is nothing more than a coy gesture, don't say it, do you know my name? Who cares about my feelings? If I die, I die, in the end, I still can't remember, and it's a joke when I die, I can't do my best to fight with the heavy armor sergeant, who can remember my name? Hehe, I'm just a sissy, I like men, what's the matter? The etiquette in the world is not tolerated, so what?!"

With that, a mouthful of blood spit out again.

With trembling hands, the man surnamed Cai fumbled to drape the unfinished red wedding dress on his body, the look in his eyes began to collapse, and the gray on his face became more and more obvious.

Chen Yue watched the man surnamed Cai put the unfinished red wedding dress on his body, and suddenly felt a little sad, the original guilt collapsed at this moment, and all that was left was the sadness of the unknown reason.

The man surnamed Cai raised his head, looked at Chen Yue, and reluctantly smiled: "My name is Cai Jing......"

The illusory in front of him is the complexity of the mortal world, what Cai Jing saw was the prosperity of the once fireworks land, the laughter Yan Yan, Zhang Tailiu, Qin Louyue, the slender waist of the Chu Pavilion, and an alley full of red sleeves.

The prosperity of the world can be performed on a stage, and the emperor will be the prime minister, rather there is a kind of talented and beautiful woman, love and parting. These can be all said on the stage in a turn and a bearing, between a smile and a smile, but the people watching the play are all old-fashioned, and the play is ruthless and unrighteous, because they have seen through the warmth and coldness of the people in the play, and the world is hot and cold, that is, in a word, the hexagram does not dare to count, the fear of the impermanence of heaven, the love does not dare to go deep, I am afraid of a big dream, the drama does not have such a realm, naturally it can only be ruthless and unrighteous, the game of life, in the play and out of the play, are all between love and righteousness.

Cai Jing is the actor who sings in this fireworks, but he does not have such a realm of drama and play, life is like a play, drama is like life, a farewell concubine to the overlord, but it is for Cai Jing to enter the role of the overlord concubine, the man plays the overlord concubine, he must really enter the play, but if he enters the play too deeply, he will not be able to extricate himself, Cai Jing is really into the play, the sadness of the overlord concubine has taken root in his heart, and the stage on the stage is no longer the drama Cai Jing, but has become the overlord concubine, with a smile and a smile, all full of charm, a peerless character.

The seats are full of decay, and they are all struck by it.

Cai Jing fell in love with his senior brother, the overlord-like figure on stage, his every move made Cai Jing fascinated, but the days after the play, it was no longer easy, the senior brother, an overlord-like character, just fell in love with the Zhangtai people in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, the drama and the Zhangtai people are both in the lower ninth rate, but they are also a good match, but Cai Jing is jealous.

In the end, the senior brother still broke his thoughts, Cai Jing saw the lights all over the building at night, in the red Luo tent, lingering and compassionate, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, in Cai Jing's eyes, the senior brother was most like the overlord at that time, but the beauty in the red Luo tent was not himself, farewell concubine, without the overlord, how can he sing?

It's just that the senior brother is not the overlord after all, the Zhangtai person he fell in love with was taken in by a gentleman, the drama was a fart in front of the power, the senior brother set himself on fire on the night that the Zhangtai person was taken away, Cai Jing danced in that fire, like the overlord's concubine, and the senior brother in the fire was the overlord, this scene ended with death.

And the Zhangtai person that the senior brother misses in his heart is in the mansion of that gentleman, with fine clothes and food, singing every night, people always have to live, and without a drama, it will not stop her life.

There is nothing wrong with this, everyone has the right to choose the life they want, love or not, that is, whether they value it in their hearts or not, if you don't love, you can retreat, and if you are serious, you will lose.

Cai Jing's eyes are like a marquee, looking at his past, he has no feeling, as if he is looking at the life of others, without feeling, all that is left is numbness.

"The drama is autumnal, and the pity is still deep...... Brother, I'm here......"

Cai Jing, after all, is still dead, wearing a red wedding dress that he has never wore.

It was raining in the fireworks field, and the fat powder was blowing in the rain, like dust and mist, but the taste of it, if you don't understand it, it is only difficult to accept.

In March, the rain should fall.

The fat powder in the fireworks field completely dissipated in this rain, but the flowers and trees in the yard are still vibrant, full of spring, in the purple and red, the red wedding dress is extremely enchanting, and the person wearing the red wedding dress has finished telling his own story and finished the rest of his life, and the story of others has just begun.

The reason why Cai Jing dared to argue with the heavily armored sergeant was just that the red wedding dress was snatched away, and in Cai Jing's eyes, his life was not as precious as a red wedding dress, and between the interweaving of needles and threads, he could regain the feeling of having a lover on the stage.

It's just that the stage has long been barren in the grass and trees, and the prosperous fireworks land of the past has long been gone.