Chapter 654： The sad and sad

The rain seems to be getting denser.

I want to open my eyes but my eyelids are very heavy.

I groaned restlessly, and the person next to me carefully noticed my movement and quickly reached out to hold my palm.

The palm that held me was clearly extremely cold, but in the bottom of my heart I felt a trace of stability, as if I was instantly dependent.

I opened my eyes abruptly, and in front of me was Mo Yuanlian's handsome face. I asked him with moist eyes, "What happened?"

The lights were all on in the room. Mo Yuanlian helped me to sit up. I sat up and saw a transparent coffin in the center, and a yellow costume was placed in the center of the coffin, below the coffin. It’s the bound Orange Yan and...

And the lively sweet frost... or dew?

I wondered: "Are you?"

"Don't be afraid, miss, she is nectar."

Was the nectar lying in the coffin just now? !

I was pleasantly surprised: "I finally found you."

Ganlu's expression reveals great melancholy and compassion. She sat under the coffin and said, "This is my sister's square inch of the world."

Only then did I discover that the front of the coffin was a huge stage, decorated with antique style, and to be precise, a stage.

Gan Lu suddenly got up. She put her hand into the coffin and stretched out her hand to touch the surface of the costume and said: "This is what the brother-in-law once gave to the sister. The pearls on it are all the pearls on it that the brother-in-law spent a year learning to inlay. My brother-in-law asked his mother to embroider his embroidery. The brother-in-law really loved her sister back then."

The brother-in-law in Ganlu's mouth was referring to my biological father.

She felt sad and said with tears in her eyes slowly: "I couldn't figure out how the brother-in-law who loved my sister so much would change his heart? I didn't know the reason until now, but my sister can't know about it anymore. It's you. It’s also caused by my sister’s bigotry! Actually... the person I hate loves me that way, and I don’t even know it until I die, and I even persisted for a lifetime. How sad this thing should be. ?"

Ganlu felt wronged by Ganshuang.

I want to talk, Mo Yuanlian squeezed my palms, clasped my head, and whispered in my ears: "She's caught in her own thinking, don't bother her, waiting for Jiang Chen here."

Gan Lu continued: "My sister is Lu'er's sister, and she has been Lu'er's sister all her life, so how could my sister be willing to die? She made me suspended for death and kept me here since then. I never wanted to leave. I want to guard her here."

Gan Lu was wearing a deep pink cheongsam. She suddenly reached out and picked up the costume in the coffin and said: "My sister and I have been learning opera since childhood. My voice is rough and good at Qin Opera, and my sister is good at Huangmei Opera, but now I want to sing for my sister. A piece of Huangmei play allows the offspring of brother-in-law to listen to the sister-in-law's feelings for brother-in-law.

She suddenly turned her eyes to look at me, "Shi Sheng, you are the child of brother-in-law and another beloved woman he thinks, and the only son who is connected to her has married the man she hates most and the woman she hates most. The daughter you gave birth is your own wife, and you indulge in killing your own mother."

Gan Lu stretched out her hand to untie her cheongsam, I turned my eyes to see Mo Yuanlian closing his eyes, Gan Lu put on the costume in front of me and said, "Sister's life is really sad."

The costumes are extraordinarily delicate, each stitch and thread reveals the charm of precipitation, and the pearls on it are white and transparent.

There is also a dressing table in the room. Gan Shuang would always sing here when she was alive. She put on her makeup, and she stroked her eyebrows carefully and familiarly. When she finished her makeup, she turned around and said to me, "Huangmei plays with a peach blossom fan. The cold wind pierced through the ropes."

She used the old gramophone to play the tune, and then stepped onto the stage. Between the waves of her sleeves, "Cold wind..."

Gan Lu sang very seriously. The room was full of her voice. I didn't understand opera, but tears burst into my eyes.

Mo Yuanlian next to him suddenly said, "The Peach Blossom Fan is a famous legendary script in the Qing Dynasty. It tells the love story of Hou Fangyu and Li Xiangjun's sorrow and joy. Li Xiangjun is a prostitute Hou Fangyu met in the Jinling old courtyard. Hou Fangyu promised to give her a marriage contract."

Mo Yuanlian is indeed a scholar.

I asked in a low voice, "What about the ending?"

"Love is not the only content of opera. Although the two are separated and united, they meet again later. The country at that time is gone, so what is home without a country? It is a tragedy for the time being."

The clear voice of nectar kept ringing on the side of my ears. After Mo Yuanlian explained the background, the sound of Huangmei opera came into my ears. The rain outside seemed to be more anxious, and my eyes were full of tears.

Seeing how sad I was, Mo Yuanlian said in a deep voice, "I just learned about Gan Shuang's story. I didn't mean to help her speak, but Ganlu was right. That stage is her square inch. At this moment, the nectar is carrying Gan Shuang’s soul and singing on the stage, specifically for the young lady, and the time on the stage is only a few minutes."

Cheng Yan in the distance was already crying, and Mo Yuanlian next to her said in a low voice: "In a few minutes, Gan Shuang has sang for a lifetime. The years are hidden in her white sleeves. The singer is infatuated. , The people watching are fascinated, which is why so many people are willing to follow her, because of her unintentionally exuding charm, because her sleeves fall together, a sigh, a sigh and a smile are all stories, stories of years ."

The nectar beauty on the stage was at its extreme, my tears could no longer be controlled, I seemed to hear endless sighs, I seemed to see blood, I seemed to be soaked in the heavy rain.

I used to think Gan Shuang was wrong.

And the wrong is outrageous, especially paranoid.

But now I understand her paranoia.

If there ever was a man who loved me like that and cherished me, he was full of eyes for me, even to please me at all, gave me the greatest pampering and indulgence in the whole world, the most important thing is that I still cherish my heart. Love him, if he leaves me when I am full of happiness, I will hate him to death.

Gan Shuang hated her.

Made it complain.

But never got it again.

"Mo Yuanlian, I'm very sad, and I feel like being stabbed with a knife. I have only really understood Gan Shuang and his father until now..."

I paused and said, "No, no, my father did something wrong."

Mo Yuanlian asked me, "But what's wrong with your father?"

Is the father wrong? !

He just didn't beat the disease.

In the end, he didn't think of Gan Shuang.

If you think about it carefully, my mother is also sad.

Gan Shuang and my mother are both sad people.

All three of them are sad people.

"Mo Yuanlian, I want to leave here."

I can no longer stay here, can no longer stay in this house full of sweet and frosty life, I want to leave here immediately, but how can I escape like this?

Mo Yuanlian asked me clearly, "Miss really wants to leave? Miss, you haven't figured out the agreement nine years ago."

I was surprised and asked: "Cheng Yanken said?"