Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

As soon as I arrived outside the stage, a sense of familiarity came over me.

Jingzhi held the kettle and stared at the people who were putting on their stage makeup not far away, without saying a word.

She thought that after digesting it for a few days, she had let it go.

However, the sudden severe pain in her heart clearly told her that this was not the case.

It turns out that when a close person passes away, the most painful moment is not the moment they stop breathing, but the moment when you suddenly see something related to them and think of them again...

Lin Jiu felt a little strange.

She had been chattering all the way, and now she suddenly became quiet, which made him a little uncomfortable.

He turned his head and saw that her beautiful eyes were gleaming with tears under the reflection of the swaying lights in front of her.

She... cried?

Lin Jiu was a little panicked. He even wondered if he hadn't responded to her at all along the way, which made her sad?

He hesitated for a moment, wanting to comfort her, but suddenly he remembered his plan to change his mind, and for a moment he stood there without moving.

"Bang!"

The sound of rehearsal Luo woke them up.

Jingzhi blinked a few times to wipe away the tears in her eyes, and looked at Lin Jiu with a hint of apology.

Every time she thought of Erdi when she was with Lin Jiu, she felt sorry for him.

She said, "I'm going to buy some food. You go in first and take a seat."

After saying that, he walked towards the young boy who was selling a box of snacks nearby.

Lin Jiu couldn't understand the look in her eyes just now. He shook his head to put aside his doubts, lifted the bamboo curtain and walked in.

Although we arrived early, one-third of the audience seats were already full.

The first two rows were already occupied by the audience who arrived early, so Lin Jiu had no choice but to move to the third row.

"Master!"

"Master, where is Sister Jingzhi?"

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai ran over. Before Lin Jiu could ask them why they came out so quickly, a bag of hot roasted chestnuts was held in front of him.

Looking up along a white jade-like hand, I saw Jingzhi's smiling face.

"Here, I give it to you. I know you can't eat right now. It's windy at night, so I'll just warm your hands."

Seeing that he was still in a daze, Jingyi stuffed the thing into his arms.

There are benches under the stage, each of which can seat two people.

Wencai took a look and sat down next to Lin Jiu.

Jingzhi, who was standing aside, couldn't help but frown and let out a light click of the tongue.

The clever Qiu Sheng quickly grabbed Wencai's collar and dragged him to the bench to the right of Lin Jiu like a chicken.

Seeing this, Jingzhi nodded secretly to Qiu Sheng, handed the peanuts and melon seeds in his hand to them, and said in a low voice: "You are sensible boy!"

She was just about to sit down, but Lin Jiu was afraid that it would be awkward to sit alone on the side, so he changed his seat and sat on the right side of the chair. To his right was Wencai sitting on the chair next to him, and there was a large empty space on his left for her.

"..."

She pursed her lips, walked over and sat down. Seeing that he looked uncomfortable, Jingzhi moved to the left a little dejectedly, but was unwilling to be too far away from him. There was only a fist's distance between them.

The distance of a fist was enough for him to smell the faint sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance on her body.

Lin Jiu's heart was beating faster. He held his breath and subconsciously squeezed towards Wencai again. With this squeeze, he almost pushed Qiu Sheng, who was on the far right, to the ground.

"Master!" / "Ajiu..."

Qiu Sheng and Jingzhi spoke at the same time.

Qiu Sheng was angry but dared not say anything, while Jingzhi felt a little hurt.

She was really looking forward to this "date", but he ended up like this...

She slowly lowered her eyes and looked at the light yellow skirt she was wearing, and suddenly felt like a joke.

Seeing that she couldn't even keep up her usual smile, Qiu Sheng secretly rolled his eyes at Lin Jiu, pushed off the ground with his right foot, and quietly squeezed to the left.

However, Lin Jiu seemed determined not to sit over there, so Wen Cai was squeezed like Shu Qi who was squeezed to the point of shrugging her shoulders at a party, and could only smile bitterly.

……

The sound of gongs and drums gradually rose. As the performance drew closer, more and more people came into the theater and the seats gradually filled up.

Everyone who passed by them and saw Lin Jiu would bow to him and greet him.

"Uncle Jiu, are you here to watch the show too?"

"Uncle Jiu, what a coincidence. Come to my shop for tea next time."

"Uncle Jiu, my grandson has been unable to sleep at night lately. If you are free, can you come to my house and help me take care of him?"

Lin Jiu valued etiquette more in this life. He stood up and responded one by one. Qiu Sheng took the opportunity to poke Wencai's arm, and the two of them slid to the left.

After Lin Jiu finished greeting everyone and lifted his skirt to sit down, he found that there was only a small space left for him.

I wanted to ask Jingzhi to move a little to the left, but I found that she pursed her lips and looked at me stubbornly.

He froze for a few seconds before slowly sitting down.

Well, it’s just a show, and the space is limited, so this is all we can do.

As soon as he sat down, his right shoulder leaned against Wencai, but his left shoulder suddenly felt warm.

Touched her arm...

As soon as this thought came into his mind, Lin Jiu's pupils began to fluctuate slightly.

Fortunately, Lan Kwai-fong, who walked out from behind the curtain on the stage, attracted his attention.

I saw Lan Guifang wearing a gorgeous costume, with a graceful figure and light lotus steps.

For some reason, Lin Jiu was a little dazed.

The same is true for Jingzhi.

Looking at the Huadan singing on the stage, her thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the time when she stayed in Lefengnian.

Although it was hard, thinking about it later, it seemed even harder.

Tsk.

Dog Erdi!

Seeing that her attention was not on him, Lin Jiu breathed a sigh of relief and finally began to concentrate on watching the show.

As the opera music rose and fell, he used his free hand to follow the rhythm and gently tapped his knee.

Jingzhi lowered his eyes and took a look.

Every hit hit the mark.

She wondered if the reason he liked watching plays was because he still had memories of his past life in his mind.

Then why can't you remember her at all...

Just then, a familiar voice suddenly came from her left.

"Uncle Jiu, are you here to watch the show too?"

The four of them turned around and saw the young doctor from the clinic standing at the entrance of their row, looking at them with a faint smile.

Tonight, Zhong Yao was wearing a long green gown with a few bamboo leaves embroidered on the hem. His cool temperament made him look more like a scholar.

He looked around awkwardly, then pointed to a small area to Jingzhi's left and said:

"The clinic closes a little late, and there's no room left now. Could I squeeze in with you guys?"

Jingzhi hasn't said anything yet.

Lin Jiu suddenly nodded in agreement, then waved his hand and said, "Sit down."

Zhong Yao smiled at him gratefully, but did not dare to offend Jingzhi, so he sat a little distance away from her.

But a chair is only this long, and no matter how far away he is, Jingzhi can still smell the scent of medicine coming from him.

She frowned, glanced at Lin Jiu who was watching the show with his neck slightly tilted back, and suddenly became furious.

Just as she was thinking about what to do, Zhong Yao on her left seemed to feel that it would be inappropriate not to exchange greetings.

So I started chatting with her while watching the show.

Although these were just some insignificant questions, Lin Jiu's attention gradually shifted from the stage to the audience.

He didn't turn his head, but just glanced at the two people beside him who looked like a perfect match.

The chestnut in his hand was still warm, but the temperature in Lin Jiu's eyes gradually cooled down.

Zhongyao is twenty-three years old this year and is a good young man.

She also knows medicine and has similar interests to him.

If she likes it, it's not impossible.

only……

But what? He didn't dare to think about it any further.

At this moment, because there were too many people, the owner of the troupe laughed and said that it was the last show, and asked everyone to remove the chairs so that more people who liked Sister Fang could come in and watch.

Some agreed, some disagreed, but the minority obeyed the majority, and the voice of rebuttal instantly disappeared in the crowd.

Lin Jiu and his group also stood up. He asked Wencai to take the flower cards to the side of the stage and put them away. Just as he finished speaking, a large group of Fang Jie's fans rushed in from behind.

The originally spacious venue suddenly became crowded.

Although Jingzhi was strong, she was small in stature. She saw a big man about to push her to the back with his muscular butt.

Both hands stretched out at the same time.

One on the left and one on the right, grabbed her sleeves.

"open."

Zhong Yao hadn't let go yet, but Lin Jiu let go first.

"..."

She suddenly shook off Zhong Yao's hand and lowered her head dejectedly.

The crowd behind her kept coming forward. Lin Jiu looked at her body swaying from side to side due to the squeezing and couldn't help but sigh.

Then he took a half step back, stretched out his left arm, and vaguely separated the crowd for her.

The faint scent of sandalwood gradually overwhelmed the smell of medicine. She suddenly looked up, her eyes bright as she looked at him, and murmured softly:

"Ajiu..."

Lin Jiu stiffened his neck and quickly looked away, staring straight at Lan Guifang who came out on the stage to express her gratitude.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai on the right were frantically shouting "Encore!" to their idol on the stage, and didn't notice the unusual behavior here at all.

Her burning gaze made his face flush.

Lin Jiu cleared his throat and said:

"Watch a show."

Jingyi swept away the depression she had just felt and smiled happily.

She turned her head and looked at the actress on the stage with a smile in her eyes, but she leaned back quietly and leaned close to his arms.

That's it.

Ajiu is very polite, so she can't be pushed too hard.

Jingzhi didn't know at this moment that if she didn't push him, Lin Jiu would be seduced by his old lover...

Smelling the faint fragrance on her body and feeling her body temperature faintly coming from her chest.

Lin Jiu thought, he didn't touch her.

This is fine, let him/her be willful one last time...

Zhong Yao looked at the two people who seemed to be hugging each other, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

The heart that was originally eager to move shrank back in an instant.

After all, he is Uncle Nine, and he can't afford to offend him.

……

When a play begins, there will be a moment when it ends.

Around nine o'clock in the evening, Lan Kwai-fong, who had been singing for more than two hours, finally couldn't hold on any longer and left the stage to say thank you.

Qiu Sheng pulled Wencai and rushed out first, laughing.

"Brother, aren't you going to wait for Master and the others?"

Qiu Sheng slapped him on the back of the head, then quietly turned to look at the two people whose atmosphere had suddenly become harmonious. "Aiya, you know nothing. You should leave right now!"

He suddenly leaned close to Wencai's ear and said:

"Did you forget that we asked the spirit infants to fold gold ingots before we came out? Before Master finds out, let's go back and take a look. If they haven't finished folding, we can pick up the pieces!"

"oh oh."

The two of them called out loudly to the back and went back first, then slipped away quickly, leaving behind Lin Jiu who was walking slowly and Jingzhi who was following closely.

Moonlight is like water.

Looking at the upright figure in front of him, Jingzhi's heartbeat, which had been racing, became even more intense.

"Ajiu, it's dark, can you hold my hand and walk with me?"

As if afraid that he would not agree, Jingzhi took the initiative to extend a corner of her sleeve in front of him.

She sighed inexplicably.

In his previous life, he begged to hold her sleeve, and in this life, it was her turn to suffer retribution.

She bit her lips lightly, feeling nervous. Lin Jiu looked up at the crowded crowd on the street and shook his head at her.

"Take your time, there's no rush."

Jingzhi was depressed.

She was so arrogant towards Erdi before, but now she’s in trouble.

This dejection continued until we entered the dark forest path.

Just as she was walking with her head down and bored, her dangling sleeves were suddenly pulled!

"Ajiu!"

She exclaimed in surprise, her voice even rising slightly.

Lin Jiu tightened his other hand, still expressionless, and explained calmly:

"Excuse me, it's dark here, I know the way, I'll lead you."

Jingzhi's eyes were still sparkling in the darkness, and suddenly he heard her soft, coquettish voice:

"Okay, Jiu will lead the way."

She silently added in her heart, only let Ajiu hold the hand.

The two walked slowly. The forest hadn't seen the sun for a long time, and even in the seventh month of the lunar calendar, it was still a bit chilly. However, the hand that Lin Jiu held on her sleeve even began to sweat.

Inexplicably, the two of them slowed down their pace at the same time.

The two of them also reached a consensus.

They wished this road could be longer...

Lin Jiu thought, he still hadn't touched her.

It wasn't abrupt, he was just afraid that she would fall.

Nothing else, really.

This is how he convinced himself...