spring dream

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Sister Fang plays a female role, not only has a natural voice, but also has excellent hands-on skills. She is proficient in all kinds of pipa, guzheng, and huqin, and the songs she plays and sings can be different every time.

The main hall of the tea house is spacious, and there is a distance of five meters between the stage and the stage. Wen Qi came here to listen to operas after school. He moved a bench to sit on the side, propped his elbows on his knees, rested his cheeks on his palms, and stared intently at the stage. A group of rouge powder in the center.

Today's Yin Yuefang is dressed as a boudoir girl, with exquisite eyebrows and makeup, hooked eyes, red lips that are as thick as fire, but a timid expression.An unmarried girl, introverted and shy, with wide sleeves in plain brocade and orchids on her fingertips, she is the intelligent and virtuous Cheng Xue'e in "The Phoenix Returns to the Nest".

Wen Qi's white and tender hands followed Sister Fang's movements to draw lightly in the air, and at the end, she sang with her sadly: If you have the heart to cut the green hair, you will be safe if you burn incense and pray to Buddha.

Xiao Er twirled the basketball with his fingertips, and entered the main hall from the back door. Drenched in sweat, he grabbed the collar and wiped his face indiscriminately.Seeing the thin figure sitting upright on the edge of the stage, he threw the basketball to Lu Ran and walked over quickly, intending to rub Wen Qi's soft hair.

He lowered his eyebrows and saw that the palms of his hands were full of dirt and dust, so he had to bend his index finger to touch the bridge of his nose in depression. Unexpectedly, the little guy turned his head and bumped into his arms, wiping his nose and tears on the fabric. Xiao Er was terrified. Hastily lifted his chin with the back of his hand.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Wen Qi buried his face in his clothes again, Xiao Er's tone was full of panic, "Why are you crying?"

"Xue'e is so miserable." Wen Qi's voice was muffled, "It's obvious that he and Mr. Mu have a similar friendship, but because of other people's obstruction, after several encounters, the relationship turned from sadness to happiness. It's really pitiful."

Xiao E and Lu Ran didn't understand what Wen Qi was talking about, and it was Sister Fang who stepped off the stage with a "puchi" laugh and told them the outline of the story of "The Phoenix Returns to the Nest", and they suddenly realized.

Xiao Er sighed, and laughed at him: "You can cry when you listen to a play, little crying boy."

"Touch your head." Wen Qi protested.

Xiao Er showed him his hands: "Dirty."

Wen Qi grabbed his wrist and put it on the top of his head: "It still smells like sweat, and I don't mind it."

His heart was very itchy, he rubbed his soft hair several times, and wiped away the tears on his tender face.Seeing all the guests looking at them, Xiao Er felt a little uncomfortable. He picked up Wen Qi and rushed to the bathroom on the second floor. loves to sweat and doesn't like to be clean."

Lu Ran held Lu Xiaozhao who had just woken up, stood on the stairs with his hips akimbo, and said, "Then we also smell fragrant, unlike you, we get rancid when we sweat."

Wen Qi clenched his fists angrily: "I won't let you hear it!"

"Who wants to hear it!" Lu Ran couldn't laugh or cry.

The morning sun shone into the dream, Xiao Er slowly opened his eyes, his whole body aches from this sleep.

He turned on the screen and looked at the time. It was [-]:[-], and he could vaguely hear busy movements outside the door.

There is a partition in the bathroom on the second floor of the teahouse, and there are three shower booths, only one of which is running water at this time.The heat is lingering around, and the glass is covered with white mist, and Xiaoer's lean waist is looming in the mirror.The water flowed down his neck, traced the outline of his body, and then flowed into the pipe. He supported the wall with one hand, closed his eyes, and let the water column hit his head. He didn't walk out of the cubicle until his beige skin faintly revealed crimson, and wrapped a circle around his waist. bath towel.

Wipe the board with a small towel, and then wipe off the water vapor on the mirror. Looking at himself in the mirror, Xiao Er found it ridiculous and strange.

To this day, he memorizes every part of Wen Qi's face and body, and always goes through it in his mind before going to bed. This is an addiction he has developed. The appearance of a 13-year-old child, with undeveloped facial features, and a soft and tender mouth like a ripe cherry, his name is on the mouth.

Brother Xiao.

I don’t yell thirty or fifty times a day, and I have to rub my ears to whisper enough at night when I sleep. Xiao Er loves to listen, lying on the bed with his legs crossed, looking out the window at the moonlit night in plain water, as if enjoying himself, when he fell asleep. The corners of his mouth are still raised.

He changed into a sweater that Lu Xiaozhao brought from home, with two red-crowned cranes embroidered on his chest, and auspicious clouds around his body.Wearing slimmed-down washed jeans and a pair of "coconut" shoes on his feet, Xiaoer curled up with one arm and picked up the ferret huddled in the bed, and went downstairs to have breakfast in the hall with everyone.

There were forty or fifty tables and chairs in the main hall, and Xiao E was sitting alone. Millet porridge, oil cakes, meat dragon, tea eggs and a small dish of pickles, still had no appetite.As for the salty taste, it was stuffy with the rice porridge, and Lu Xiaozhao took the staple food to his table intact.

The door of the changing room in the backstage was not closed, and some actors were opening their voices. Today is the last day of business before the thirty-year-old, and the end of the year is approaching, everyone is very excited, and they are more energetic than usual.

Daomadan puts on the big back, wears a helmet and armor, wields the long-handled knife in his hand, chooses a word from "Fanjiangguan", sings, reads, and performs in one go.

Sister Fang was rubbing makeup for the young and old in the theater troupe, her peach blossom eyes casually glanced into the hall, and suddenly she was a little surprised——Fang Mingli came and went straight to Xiao Er's table.

Thinking about it, he frowned again. In the past Spring Festival, Fang Mingli would go home to take care of his old mother after the Spring Festival. After the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, the teahouse would reappear. He looked anxious at this moment, probably something urgent, but for Xiao E, What can be called an "urgent matter" must have something to do with Wen Qi.

Yin Yuefang lost her thoughts, loosened her grip, and Daomadan's crown crooked.

Xiao Er's eyes were sharp, staring at Fang Mingli's sallow face due to staying up late, all the tiredness was piled up in his eyes, and two spots of black and blue fainted.His heart sank, his upper teeth pressed against his lower lip, and with no effort, he bit out blood.

There was news, good or bad, he needed a little pain to add to the truth.

Lu Xiaozhao came over and first asked Police Officer Fang if he had breakfast, and served him a bowl of freshly cooked tofu nao.Fang Mingli was sleepy and hungry, he picked it up and swallowed a couple of mouthfuls, wiped his mouth once, he still had to focus on the important things first.

He took out a photo from the inner pocket of the police uniform and printed it on A4 paper. Not only was it blurry, it was covered with sweat, and it was wrinkled, and the details of the facial features of the person on it could not even be seen clearly.

Xiao Er lowered his gaze, closed his eyes, curled his fingers slightly on the square table, and his lips turned white.Lu Xiaozhao kept silent, he didn't recognize this person, but he could tell from the expressions of the people beside him that Xiao E recognized him.

"It is not allowed in the team to bring out the photos of the prisoners. I took screenshots and printed them in violation of the regulations." Fang Mingli tapped his index finger on the thin paper, his eyes were bloodshot. The two sides are trading, and the arrests are directly implemented, so there is nothing to re-examine the identities of these people."

He motioned to Lu Xiaozhao to pour him a cup of Pu'er to smoothen his voice: "I logged into the intranet with the account of an old friend of the police school, and obtained the images of these prisoners. I remember you said that the driver had thick eyebrows back then, and the right eyebrow The bone protrudes, and there's a mole on it, right?"

Xiao Er's throat was dry and tight, his eyelids were twitching, he raised his hand to grab two of his Adam's apples, swallowed a mouthful of nothingness, and nodded without feeling it.

Seeing Xiao Er's expression, Fang Mingli carefully asked tentatively, "This man..."

"It's him."

This time it was Fang Mingli whose heart was severely torn by an external force. He clenched his right hand and put it under his nose. There was a sudden loud noise, and everyone looked over here.

"I'm going to Shuozhou."

"Calm down." Fang Mingli raised his hand and pressed it twice in the air, trembling in his movements. He took two sips of hot tea to moisten his throat, and he calmed down his agitation by smelling the faint fragrance of tea. "It's useless if you go."

"Why is it useless?" Xiao Er yelled, "I have been waiting for six years for the news of this grandson. I can't forget his appearance even if I forget Wen Qi. gone."

Lu Xiaozhao stood beside him and raised his hands blankly, wanting to comfort him, but didn't know what to do, so he just stood there in a daze.Xiao Er slammed his fist on the table: "I have been disgusted by this bastard for so long, only he knows where Wen Qi has gone, if you find him, you can find Wen Qi!"

"he died."

A basin of ice water was poured over the head, and the heat dissipated in the body in an instant, and the back of the neck and arms felt numb like an electric shock, wrapped in pain.Xiao Er took a deep breath, supported the edge of the table and lowered his head, the veins on his forehead popped out.

A long time passed, until his stiff back was no longer tense, he looked up at Fang Mingli, his red eyes filled with hatred: "You said... what?"

"During the police raid, the scene was very chaotic. The trading location was relatively remote, close to the mountainous area, and there were gravel rivers and ditches everywhere." Fang Mingli slowed down his speech, Lu Xiaozhao set up the bench again, and helped Xiao Er to sit down, "There are people in the hunt. The two fell into the water by mistake, this man is a landlubber."

Xiao Er didn't make another sound, he lowered his eyelids and stared at a void with a cold face.Lu Xiaozhao felt that Fang Mingli's words seemed to have drained all the strength from his body, leaving only a bunch of skeletons supporting the lifeless skin.