Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Lin Jiu walked towards where he was standing, raised his face slightly, and said, "Come on."

……

The gongs and drums are beating, the show has begun.

Lin Jiu still hasn't arrived.

Jingzhi's eyes became increasingly dim.

Qiu Sheng spent a huge amount of money to buy a small bag of melon seeds and handed it to her, "Well, come out and have fun, have fun."

Jingzhi silently took the melon seeds, shared some with her two best friends next to her, and then cracked them occasionally, looking frequently towards the entrance of the stage.

He was really nice, he really stood her up.

Sudden--

"This wine is neither sweet nor sour, just what you want, Uncle."

"If that's the case, then let it go."

"It's better to catch it."

"lay down.

"Catch it."

"lay down."

Suddenly, a melodious opera voice sounded.

This line.

This opera tune.

It's been etched into her bones.

Jingzhi suddenly turned around and stared at the actress on the stage who was walking out to sing with her fingers pinched together.

The melon seeds in his hand fell all over the floor.

"Bowl."

This was what Afeng said to her.

The memories buried deep in her heart were brought back to the summer when they first met in her previous life by his shout.

Jingzhi looked foolishly at Lin Jiu who was singing on the stage. His every frown and smile suddenly coincided with her memory of Erdi.

The only difference was that Erdi sang with ease at that time.

Lin Jiu's voice was a little tense, and his ears, which were exposed, were completely red.

After all, the people sitting in the audience were all his familiar fellow villagers.

I couldn't help but glance at Jingzhi in the audience, and saw that she had stood up at some point, tears already streaming down her face.

Jingzhi suddenly covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying out loud.

How could he...

He's the best looking...

He is the old-fashioned and serious Uncle Nine!

When Zhe Gu and her group walked out with Lin Jiu twisting their waists, the melon seeds in their hands fell to the ground.

Aunt Zhe stared at Lin Jiu on the stage without blinking, "Oh my god, I never thought that Lin Zhengying would do something so big this time!"

Tingting could no longer maintain her calm expression and her little mouth was unable to close for a long time.

There was only one thought left in her mind - if she were to get married in this life, she would also want to find someone like Sister Jingzhi who was willing to give up everything for her!

Qiu Sheng and Wencai kept rubbing their eyes, as if they couldn't believe what they saw.

After rubbing for a long time, his eyes turned red. The opera singer with the small square face was definitely their master.

Qiu Sheng: "Wow! People live too long, they really can see everything!"

Wencai: "You've only lived for twenty-something years, but... I've never seen Master act like this..."

The villagers below were also whispering.

"Hey, the actor who plays Pan Jinlian is Uncle Jiu, right? Am I blind?"

"That's right, today's ticket price is worth it!"

"Why is that girl crying? Isn't she singing well?"

"Maybe Uncle Jiu sang so well that he made her cry. Let's applaud!"

Some people take the lead, and others follow.

Suddenly, the entire theater was filled with thunderous applause.

Lin Jiu had only practiced for half a month, so his singing was actually average and his voice was a little hoarse.

When he heard the audience say that someone was crying, he took advantage of the necessary turn of his character and twirled his fingers to look at the audience.

Before he could see clearly whether it was her, he was hugged tightly by a dark red figure.

The fragrance was full, it was the perfume he sprayed on her.

Her voice was thick with nasal sounds. "Stop singing. Let's stop singing, okay? I'll go back to the charity cemetery with you. Woo woo, I'll go back with you."

Jingzhi couldn't explain what she was feeling right now.

I was touched, for sure.

The heartache far outweighs the feeling of being touched.

She didn't want Lin Jiu to please her in this way.

Moreover, whenever she thought of Erdi, she felt even more sorry for Lin Jiu.

Lin Jiu gently patted Jingzhi's shoulder, pursed his lips, and then slowly returned to his original voice and said:

"The night you left, I had a dream."

"In the dream, he told me that if he had the chance, he would sing the unfinished piece of opera for me."

"He said...his name is Liang Erdi...he has always been by your side and told you not to feel guilty about loving me anymore."

"Jingzhi, I am him... right?"

Jingzhi couldn't answer him, nor could she nod. She just stood there blankly, looking at him. Her mouth was shaped into a square shape from crying, and she had cried like a little fool.

Lin Jiu gently wiped away her tears, and a tear involuntarily flowed from the corner of his eye.

The tear fell with the small mole on the forehead.

The mole disappeared after being washed away.

That was Erdi's obsession.

He would be satisfied if he could sing a play for her again in this life.

"Come down and listen to me finish singing, okay?"

She didn't answer, but he knew the answer from her expression.

Fate has it, since it was really entrusted by the previous life, then he should perform a good show for her...

……

The drum beats stop and the opera music starts again.

He is Lin Jiu, and he is also Liang Erdi.

He is her Master Lin, and also her own leading lady.

My dear, I can’t say “I love you” to you, but I’ll tell you in the play…