nostalgic

"Next month, there will be a new Lily play in the troupe to be rehearsed. Would you like to participate? This play presents the emotions between mature women and young lovers. I want to perform with you. Such a stage must be very enjoyable. " Tang Yun asked excitedly.

"Looking at it from a same-sex perspective, our attributes collide, so it's not suitable to play lovers." Jiang Nan couldn't hide the surprise on his face.

"What if we regard this as an unavoidable fate?" Tang Yun tried her best to fight for it.

"That's not allowed." Jiang Nan still refused mercilessly.

"Then I will play another role." Tang Yun forced her smile to try to resolve the disappointment in her heart.

"Thank you for your concession, Yunyun." Jiang Nan's eyes flashed with complex emotions that Tang Yun could not understand.

Tang Yun didn't care to watch the performance and looked down at her mobile phone. I don't know when the reputation of the Linling incident began to slowly reverse. There seemed to be a pair of invisible hands silently pushing the progress behind.

Enthusiastic applause brought Tang Yun back to the world. Tang Yun turned her head to look at Jiangnan who was applauding with the audience. The man's eyes were red and his expression was a little moved.

"Have you ever been attracted to the same sex?" After the curtain call, the audience left one after another, and Tang Yun asked Jiang Nan in the empty Lucheng Drama Theater.

"There was a certain moment, but it was very short." Jiang Jiang answered without hesitation after thinking for a few seconds.

"What about you?" Jiang Nan immediately asked Tang Yun the same question.

"Me?" Tang Yunqiu was in a daze for a few seconds.

"I think my lover should be a drama." Tang Yun held the script in her hand and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"What's the name of the play?" Jiang Nan glanced at the script in Tang Yun's palm.

""Ripping Blue Waves", I originally planned to play the role of Jian Yin in the play, and you will play Jiang Yang." Tang Yun's tone still contained regret.

"Yunyun, I plan to stay in Lucheng when I come back this time. There are still many opportunities for us to cooperate in the future." Jiangnan comforted Tang Yun's long hair softly.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Tang Yun responded obediently.

On the way from Lucheng Theater to Jian's house, Jiang Nan was concentrating on flipping through the script in his hand, and Tang Yun could hear the sound of paper flipping from time to time.

"Yunyun, stop by Datang Shang Xiamen, I'm going to meet a friend." The phone ringing from Jiangnan's handbag broke the long silence.

"Do I need to wait for you?" Tang Yun asked after Jiang Nan got off the car window.

"You go back alone, don't wait for me, I'll take a long time here." Jiang Nan stepped on high heels and waved gracefully to Tang Yun. Tang Yun looked at Jiang Nan's leaving figure, and couldn't imagine that the beauty in front of her was about to enter her 40s. vicissitudes of age.

"That woman is really a one-in-a-million stunner, what do you think? Miss Tang?" Pan Jinyan tapped on the car window with his fingers.

"Long time no see. It turns out that Mr. Pan also has another side of the brain." Tang Yun couldn't help laughing.

"Just kidding, I accidentally exposed my original virtue." Pan Jinyan lamented falsely.

"Skip the pleasantries and get straight to the point, Mr. Pan." Tang Yun frowned and said a rather familiar sentence.

"The man who pretended to be the assistant of Lawyer Yan and went to Lin Ling's house to give advice has been identified. This man's name is Chu Liang. He was originally a music teacher in a middle school in Qingchuan. A few months ago, Chu Liang sold out the audio-visual store and accompanied a young woman to travel around the world." Pan Jinyan handed the information in his hand to Tang Yun.

"I have a vague impression of the name Chu Liang. Lin Ling sent me the vinyl discs and other sundries discarded by the tenant before. The inscription on one of the letters seems to be..." Tang Yun stopped in the middle of her sentence.

"Can that letter still be found?" Pan Jinyan asked while grasping the topic.

"How could I find it? I treated it as garbage early in the morning." Tang Yun's tone was rather regretful.

"It doesn't matter if you can't find it, at least this incident proves that Lin Ling and Chu Liang have some kind of strange connection besides the landlord and the tenant." Pan Jinyan comforted Tang Yun who seemed a little distracted.

"Miss Tang, do you recognize the woman next to Jiangnan?" Pan Jinyan held up the camera with one hand and pointed at the middle-aged lady who walked out of the commercial building with Jiangnan.

"That's Aunt Lu Fan. She spent a few months with my father briefly. Later, after my father had an accident, this person also disappeared out of thin air." Tang Yun looked in the direction of Pan Jinyan's finger, and the two hurried one after the other. Walking, the corners of Jiangnan's mouth still maintained a unique curvature without any mortal breath, while Lu Fan's footsteps were uncharacteristically loose, his expression was slack, and his whole person was desperate like a hollow puppet whose mind had been disintegrated.

"Miss Tang, you should be the one who has the best chance to get in touch with Jiangnan, right?" Pan Jinyan quickly retracted the Nikon camera hanging around his neck, and rubbed the corners of his tired eyes with the back of his hand.

"What do you want me to do?" Tang Yun moved her body back two inches vigilantly, trying to keep a safe distance from Pan Jinyan.

"Find a way to help me put this object in Jiangnan's room." Pan Jinyan took out an extremely delicate invisible camera from his pocket.

"What are the consequences of placing it? You will master all of Jiangnan's calls, whereabouts, secrets, and even have a panoramic view of Jiangnan's naked body?" Tang Yun asked coldly.

"Of course, no matter what your unilateral opinion is, I think it is very necessary to do this." Pan Jinyan insisted stubbornly.

"You'd better leave this kind of thing that crosses the moral bottom line to others. Goodbye, Mr. Pan." Tang Yun closed the car door in disgust, threw Pan Jinyan on the side of the street, and returned home alone.

In front of the bookshelves on both sides of the wall, Tang Yun leaned over and pulled out a light blue photo album, and took out a piece of letter paper folded in four inside the title page of the album.

Kidney beans:

See the word as the face.

——Chu Liang

Tang Yun folded back the letter and sighed secretly, it turned out that fate had delivered her mother's name to her eyes a few months ago, but why did this Chu Liang who hastily pointed out the country for Lin Ling's father have anything to do with Lu Yuntou?

Tang Yun went to the utility room to find the cardboard box that Lin Ling had sent over before, and lifted the books, magazines, and notebooks inside to her chest and shook them off. A stack of film scattered among the pages stumbled and fell, curled Buckle to the ground.

Tang Yun carefully picked up the films on the floor, sorted them out and put them all in kraft paper bags.

"Please help me develop these films into six-inch photos." Tang Yun sent the films to the corner photoshop the next morning.

"You can pick up the photo tomorrow afternoon. This is the voucher. Please keep it." The clerk quickly tore off the receipt, and Tang Yun folded the slip and stuffed it into her wallet.

"I bought some breakfast, let's eat some." When Tang Yun rushed back to Jane's house from the restaurant near the printing shop with hot food, Jiang Nan was leaning on the window with both hands to read the script intently.

"I don't have much appetite." Jiang Nan put down the script in his hand and smiled apologetically at Tang Yun.

"I don't have much appetite either." Tang Yun took out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket and handed it to Jiang Nan, then opened another pack and took out a cigarette to light.

"Do you recognize Chu Liang?" Tang Yun reached out from her pocket and took out the old damp letter from the album and handed it to Jiangnan.

"Chu Liang is Yuntou's senior, and he has been unrequitedly in love with Yuntou in the past." After recovering from his senses, Jiangnan stared at the dark blue writing on the letter paper and said lightly.

"It turned out to be unrequited love, no wonder I wrote such a note." Tang Yun confirmed the guess in her heart.

"Yun Yun, are you obsessed with the smell of tobacco?" Jiang Nan changed the subject calmly, and Tang Yun had heard this topic countless times from him.

"Probably, I don't know." Tang Yunyin vaguely replied in the thin white mist facing the south of the river.

At this time, the sound of a violin was faintly heard in the air, and Tang Yun could vaguely recognize that it was Bach and Gounod's "Ave Maria". The first time Tang Yun heard Jane Lai playing the violin, it was this piece of music. "Ode" Tang Yun is deeply immersed in the world of classical music. The densely placed CDs on the walls of her residence fill the life outside the drama. For Tang Yun, tobacco is the glue that binds the gap between time and the anesthetic used to forget the pain. Life is connected and complete, it creates countless illusions of peace and happiness, and it is a true friend who will never leave.

After the "Ave Maria" in memory was played, Tartini's "Devil's Tremolo" came to my ears again.

Jiang Nan put down the letter in his hand and listened carefully. The cigarette was lying across the gap between his still fingers, and the soot burned layer by layer with inertia.