Hua Xu Yin: City of Desperate Love

She put the jade bracelet that she took off in his palm: "Remember what you said, you said that I am yours, then grab me and don't let me down."

The wind blew, and the boat shook gently. He hugged her: "Wear more when dancing, so don't let people take advantage of the eyes." She slowly lifted her hand hanging by her side and embraced his slender. He seemed to stiffen on the back of his back and hugged her tighter. Her chin rested on his drenched shoulder, her eyes opened wide, looking at the moon shadow in the sky.

This is the couple I’ve seen Quan Da Chao who developed the fastest and determined relationship after first meeting. It’s really hard to understand what love at first sight is about. How do you know that you want this person instead of the other person? Isn't there another person, the promise can be forgotten at this time? I have this idea, mainly because eight years later, Gong Yifei's serious wife is his second uncle's daughter Gong Yishan. It is conceivable that with such a result, how can the relatives this time be smooth and stable?

but no matter. Ten days passed quickly.

In the early morning of that day, the Yongan Qing family’s balcony built for worship to the gods was crowded with family princes. Qing Jiujiu, dressed in solemn white clothes, stood blankly on the high platform where the sacrificial pot was originally placed.

Most of the people below are here for the Qing family's wealth and for her appearance, but there is only one person who comes for her. But when she found him in the crowd, she did not show a happy expression. Instead, she put her hand on her forehead, her scarlet lips moved slightly, and her eyes closed weakly. The luthier on the side began to tune. I saw it very clearly, what she said was: "Still here."

At this time, I finally remembered a rumor from a few years ago that the daughter of Chen Guoqing was dancing the world. It must be Qingjiujiu. Because of this, there are no rumors about her dancing, so the world has not been too passive. It's just that the song called Qinghua Xuanxiang by Hewu has been in the limelight for a while, and it even has a remote mountain village like Yanhuishan. I can hear two hums from time to time, which shows how popular it is.

To my surprise, this dance that has been spread so much is not so good. It seems to be a little bit better in technique than the so-called Dachao No. 1 Dancer, but by this alone it is famous for the world. It can be seen that the world is really. It's too exciting.

What was even more unexpected to me was that there was no hindrance to the marriage between the two. The tedious process of asking Nacai to ask for Nagina was omitted, and the date of marriage was set by the immediate request. It was really smooth and smooth. Say it. But I know the result of this story, it turned out that Qing Jiujiu died.

Looking back and sorting it out carefully, it seemed to smell some conspiracy, but after all, I was relatively pure by nature. After thinking about it for a long time, I felt that I should have thought too much.

Although the date of marriage was just after January, that night, Gong Yifei did not immediately return to Yuzhong to prepare. I have read a novel by Jun Wei, about a young man Fengya who walked over the wall to the backyard of the ideal person during the night, and sent a piece of white plum to her window. Stealing a piece of Baimei's incense, Banqing enters a thousand nights sleep or something.

And seeing Gong Yifei falling on the high wall in the back garden of Qing's family in white, reaching out and climbing a bunch of purple bellflowers on the wall. I think it may be a reader who met Jun Wei today.

It is a pity that Gongyi's sweetheart is not as sick as the girl in the story, and he always goes to bed early. Under a tall tung tree in the garden, the eldest lady of the Qing family was practicing some dance steps for herself. The cold voice hummed the tone of blue and white suspense, but it was different.

Jomo noticed someone peeping on the wall, and when he turned around, a small knife flew out quickly between his fingers. When he saw it was Gong Yifei, the knife was no more than three inches away from his door. A beautiful flashed body, with the blade wiping her hair flying by, her face turned pale, and she looked up at him: "What are you doing?"

He stood on the wall gracefully, with a string of freshly picked bluebells in his hand, with only a few hair wounds all over his body: "What are you doing again?" He looked down at her slightly, "You hum, it seems that I am today. The song presented to father-in-law." After a pause, he added, "Don't tell me, you don't know who made the song."

As she spoke, she flew down from the wall and asked the bellflower to be careful not to ask questions, her hair became more and more black and moving. She looked up at him. There was a faint light in her eyes, but it was only for a moment. His hands were placed on her shoulders. She tilted her head slightly to look at the scenery in the garden: "Even if you did it, so what? My father chose this. It’s the fact that his appreciation level has decreased."

The smile on his lips gradually increased, and he leaned over to her ears: "The one that is more late at night, you are humming a song that I didn't do very well, and the dance steps that are dedicated to this song, who are you waiting for? "

She frowned slightly: "I didn't wait for anyone."

He said to himself: "It turns out that it is really a special dance step for this piece..."

She was startled, her cold expression turned annoyed, and she turned around to leave, but she was grabbed by him, and looked past the moonlight. Between the light and shadow, there was a soft and affectionate face: "I want to watch you dance. , Jiujiu. Run to show them this morning, tonight, I think you just show me the show."

Such straightforward love words really make it impossible for ordinary girls to fight, but Qingjiujiu is not an ordinary girl. There is no hint of shyness on her face. Instead, she looks at him calmly, with a cold voice from her throat: "You That’s right, I’ve been practicing for so long by myself, just to show it to you, I’m really waiting for you."

I think Gong Yifei's purpose of molesting Qing Jiujiu every time is waiting for her to counter molesting. This girl is like this, she must not be half-headed in her aura, even a molester, it's really easy to understand.

But those confessions were spoken in such a cold voice, like ice melted into spring water, gurgling out of the mountain stream, it was really refreshing to hear.

The temperature in Gong Yifei's eyes gradually burned, but she didn't realize it, and looked at him calmly: "After tonight, I will never dance this dance again." As if to look deep into his eyes, "I actually I don't like dancing at all. You can remember these steps for me."

The familiar music sound is different in many places, and it is more full and full, but the tone is still blue and white.

But what I saw at this time was a dance completely different from that in the day.

The graceful posture spreads across Qingjiujiu's slender figure, like three thousand troubles wrapped around the ankle, softly trapped by ten feet of red dust, but a dignified blue flower blooms between his fingers. A dance that can be named moving the world. Gongyi Feifuqin's fingertips did not stop, but his expression was ethereal and stunned. The last note stopped at the end of the string, and she stopped dancing in front of him, sweating on her forehead, and her always white face oozing red.

She lowered her head slightly to look at him: "This is my happiest night, and I will be very happy in retrospect."

He smiled and got up, stroked her hair, his nose touched the purple bellflower on her head: "The happiest night, you should marry me."

I have been immersed in that blue and white suspension for a long time and I can't extricate myself. I think this is the only dance with a soul I have ever seen. When I was young, Master taught me that every art has a soul, art has no soul, but art has a soul.

Ask me what I have learned from this sentence, I think for a long time, I feel that beauty has no soul, but art has a soul. I decided to develop on the road of art teacher in the future, and insist on it. Master gave me eight words: "There is no limit to the sea of ​​study, and the back is the shore. One month before marriage, Gong Yi Fei always accompanies you. At this time, the popular song "Eaves on the Moon" is said to be the work of Gong Yi Fei after drinking. , For the fiancée who is about to pass the door." Moon on the eaves, eaves on the moon, I sit on the eaves to watch the moon night. The cold wind and rain scattered the lines, and the lines filled the courtyard with osmanthus leaves. A glass of wine, a glass of wine, the broken bridge and the flowing water reflect the wall. The solo dance in the courtyard, the fragrance of flowers, sing to the moon with the shadow. It was chanted by young men and women.

It can be seen from this phrase that most of the two dating are in the back garden, and in fact it is true. Basically, they are either looking at the stars on the eaves or on the walls.

I originally thought that as a romantic talent who often mingled in the brothel band, he would have more romantic ideas. Later, I realized that if I really like someone, this is the other, and now is then, that person Where is the end of the world, don’t talk about watching the stars, even if it’s just cuddling in the dark, it’s happy... But looking back, I found that this kind of comparison is not right. Of course, men want to be able to interact with girls in the dark more than watching the stars. snuggle……

In fact, I have been waiting, waiting for this story as if a carriage suddenly lost control and rushed straight to the cliff. The result is known to be tragic. The smoother the process, the more frightening it will be.

Fortunately, a month is said to be short or long, and I look at this memory as if facing a flash of light running fast.

The out-of-control carriage finally stopped on the night of marriage, and things that shouldn't have come but were destined to come quietly.

When Gong Yifei, who was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, opened her newlyweds' red hijab with a smile on her lips, her destiny who had been dozing off finally opened her eyes at this time.

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Under the glittering phoenix crown, Qing Jiujiu's face was white, his hair was undressed and his makeup was not taken care of. The candlelight suddenly came, she raised her hand to block it, seeming to close her eyes subconsciously. Gongyi Fei smiled, and handed the silver cup of Heshu wine to her: "Although I always love your elegance and lightness, you don't need to take care of my preferences, even when you are married, you also dress so neatly."

She stared at the cup in front of her in a daze, and a momentary trance in her eyes gradually became clear. After a long while, she called out his name without asking: "Afei."

She raised her head slightly and looked into his smiling eyes coldly, "Are you planning to drink this wine with your own sister?"

The dragon and phoenix candle fired high in time burst into a ball of sparks, the silver cup that Gong Yifei handed out was in the air, and a thunder suddenly fell in the sky, and the time was frozen in the thunder of thunder, only the candle was burning. Gong Yifei, who was still holding the silver cup, placed the cup on the tea table sideways, trying to put down the white gauze bed in front of him.

Her pressing voice firmly strangled his raised hand: "You won't forget that you have a sister born out of a sibling, and I have never forgotten that there is a brother who is connected by blood in the world. Afei, in fact, you too It’s strange, why you look like me compared to Qingning, right?” She waited for him to slowly turn around, “Because Qingning is not my brother, you are. We are the same. Blood is the closest person in the world."

In the glowing candlelight, Gong Yifei's face paled little by little, but there was still a gentle smile on the corners of his lips:

"Wine, you are tired."

She looked at him deeply, as if closing her eyes wearily: "Why don't you believe it?"

He did not speak.

She got up and left the bed, and stepped on the embossed sun-patterned sculpture on the steps of the bed with red silk soft shoes: "The position of the head of the Gongyi family cannot accommodate twins. Eighteen years ago, I was the one who was abandoned. I came down to get back what I deserved today. The so-called first sight, the so-called recruiting, from beginning to end, but a trick." The distance between the two is less than three steps, she stopped and looked straight at him, " The Red Snake Buddha Sang scepter, which represents the power of the Yi family, is made into a two-petal occlusal shape, and the husband and wife hold one. You see, apart from marrying you, I really can’t think of a better way to make me return to Gongyi in a fair manner Home, take my things back openly."

Time was cut into two sections by a sharp blade, one section flows gently, and the other section freezes quickly. During this rapidly freezing time, Gong Yifei's face became paler. Almost even the pretended smile couldn't hold back.

Those words were like knives, and each hit the target, bringing out the blood, but she looked at him with a gray look as if he had lost too much blood, but her voice was still calm: "I knew you long ago, and you saw me far away. Before, on that day, I specially waited for you at Guzhu Mountain and dropped the bracelet. You thought everything was God’s will, but God’s will only made us bear this unbearable fate when we were born."

Gong Yifei stared at her in a daze, always smiling like Qiu Shui Peach Blossom's eyes, now Peach Blossom is not there, neither is Qiu Shui. The handsome facial features are like a romantic look from Zhailai, but they are so white, but they still smiled, looking at them and wondering where they are: "I remember, at that time you said to me that you would not sip water, if I don’t save you , You are dead."

She looked indifferent: "That's a lie to you."

He paused and continued: "That blue and white Xuanxiang, you said you have practiced for a long time, you are waiting for me to come, and want to jump to me."

She was still indifferent: "That is also a lie to you."

He didn't seem to hear: "That night, you said that it was your happiest night, and when I think about it later, I will..."

She interrupted him: "They lied to you." After a while, she looked at him thoughtfully, "You look like you hate me for cheating? I gave you a chance. You didn't run away."

Standing together like this, he was a head taller than her, looking like a pair of bi people. He lowered his eyes slightly, frowned between his eyebrows, but said nothing. She looked at him sternly for a while, then suddenly frowned: "Let me think about it, shouldn't you, do you really like me?"

He raised his eyes sharply.

She looked at him: "Am I right?"

He twitched the corner of his mouth: "What do you mean?"

She looked at him coldly: "It's disgusting."

This sentence must have hurt Gong Yifei. Under the long candlelight, his moo was as deep as the sea, but his lips were bloodless. After a long time, he gave a sudden laugh, and took her hand and fell into the red silk quilt. .

There was another thunder that shook the bead curtain in front of the bed, which was the same glaze color as the one hanging in front of the gate of Guzhu Mountain. He put his hand on her sideburns and leaned over to look at her. His bloodless lips curled out a consistent curve and pressed close to the corner of her mouth: "A spring night is worth dry money. I always felt that this sentence Too vulgar, I want to tell you something better on the wedding night, but tonight, I suddenly felt that those ideas are really ridiculous, wine, wine, you said this, think I will believe it?"

I think she didn't expect that he would push her down suddenly, so that she couldn't react or resist for a while. If you want to come to Qing Jiujiu with a strong skill, it is very possible to push away the Gong Yifei who is pressing on him and beat him at the same time. From this perspective, this bridal banquet is really going to be very exciting.

But after waiting for a long time, she didn't even start, but calmly looked at the bed net above her head. His lips pressed against her cheeks, and there was no further movement. It's one thing to say that you don't believe it, but I think he will take the words she said to his heart after all, otherwise he won't be hurt like this. Otherwise, you have to go all the way to get rid of all dangers and take care of the bridal anthurium on the spot. The so-called universal insurance obviously cannot include the two being relatives. This is destiny. If there is no resistance to the unknown, then destiny will be destiny after all.

The curtains move slightly, or she breaks the silence with a loud voice, her expressions and gestures are all calm and calm, as if he is not entangled with her at the moment, making an intimate appearance, like two people making a pot of herbal tea and talking solemnly. :

"Since I am sensible, I grew up in a brothel and started dancing at the age of two. The brothel is no better than other places. If you dance well, you will have to eat. If you don’t dance well, you will have to starve. Two or three years old is fine, except for learning to dance. , I can’t do anything else. When I’m four or five years old, I have to help the girls do some chores. They don’t dance well, not only can’t eat, but they also have to work harder. At that time, I often wash my clothes when I’m hungry. I have always hated dancing. But there is no other way forward except for dancing, which is very good and better. When I was six years old, what I thought about was how to be a geisha without having to sell myself for a lifetime. What did you think about when you were six, Afei?" Her voice was always calm. This was the night I saw her the most talk.

Gong Yifei didn’t answer, and she didn’t seem to care whether he answered: "When I was eight years old, my adoptive father bought me back. I realized that I also have parents. My father lived well in this world and he raised it. Raised me, but gave up me for some crimes that I shouldn’t bear. My adoptive father said, I am the eldest lady of the Gongyi family. When the clan elders decided to throw me into the Taihao River, my mother carried them and saved me. , But for this reason was left out of the cold by my father, and then depressed to death. She hid me in a place where she thought she was safe, but she did not expect that I would end up in a brothel. The only person who wished me to live in this world left early, our mother I won’t be able to see her in my whole life.” She paused, “But how can Princess Yong Jin’s daughter become a geisha? It sounds incredible, but it almost happened if the adoptive father didn’t find me. . Maybe you met me in a brothel, like buying those flower girls, you spent three thousand and zero hardware on my first night, to accompany you to have fun..."

"Stop talking." Gong Yifei raised her head from her shoulder and neck, stroked her forehead with one hand, and closed her eyes with a chuckle, "Either let people simply love you, or let people simply hate you. Wine, you are so boring."

Her collar was a little loose, and she looked at him lightly. I don't know if she should be considered as confident or uncomfortable in this way. It is not so much a girl who is not emotional, but a girl who has no emotion at all. For a long time, she whispered: "You still don't believe that I am your sister. How can you believe it?"

Suddenly he pulled out a hairpin from his head. He hurriedly reached out his hand to stop it, the sharp hairpin handle made a very thin hole in his hand, and he put her hand in the quilt: "Blood confession? You are right, blood will not deceive. ." His lips were close to her ears, "But what if it's true. Alcohol, I won’t believe you are my sister. You’re tired, get some sleep."

The candlelight stretched his leaving figure long. She was lying in the brocade quilt with the golden hairpin in her hand lining the red mattress, showing a sense of joy, but there was no voice in the wedding room. She blinked, lifted the golden hairpin stained with blood, and held it firmly in her hand.

Qing Jiujiu said that she came for power and she was lying. If it's just for power, there can be other ways, without compensating for life's happiness. But she chose to marry the Gongyi Family. This is really crazy. If there is a feeling that can make people so crazy, it is destruction and hatred. Big hatred and big love are the same to a certain extent, and will become faith over time. If that happens, love and hate actually lose their meaning.

For the first time, I felt that maybe they are really siblings. If not, why did she cheat him like this?

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