The night is as cool as water. Although it is already past nine o'clock in the evening, the big city is still noisy, and the flashing neon lights are declaring the prosperity of the city.

Zhou Qingqing hugged her arms and kicked her feet slowly on the ground. Neither of them spoke, feeling the tranquility in her heart.

After a while, Zhou Qingqing spoke: "How long have you been to Beijing?"

He Xiangdong replied: "I came last September."

Zhou Qingqing said, "Oh, it's been half a year, then you didn't think about coming to find me?"

He Xiangdong walked, lowered his head and laughed, thought for a while, and said, "I know you are a normal school student, but I didn't expect you to go to university in Beijing."

"Oh." Zhou Qingqing responded, without any more entanglement on this issue, and continued to ask: "Did you just come to Beijing and just say crosstalk?"

He Xiangdong nodded and said, "Yes, I don't know any other skills, so I can speak crosstalk. Later, I started a garden with the two old gentlemen, and it's still okay now."

"Yeah." Zhou Qingqing is a very quiet and gentle girl. She is like a gentle woman. She is gentle in character and speaks softly, which makes people feel very comfortable.

The two of them walked forward side by side. The dim light stretched out the figures of the two people. The night breeze was blowing, and Zhou Qingqing was blowing a little, and the fragrance of her legs drifted out, which was very pleasant.

He Xiangdong just walked silently, with a faint smile of relief on his face and his eyes staring straight ahead.

I don’t know how long I left, but Zhou Qingqing spoke, and she said, “Actually, I think you are quite talented.”

He Xiangdong also smiled: "I also think you have a lot of vision."

Zhou Qingqing laughed "Puchi" and said, "Why are you still so shameless?"

He Xiangdong said: "I'm much thicker now."

Zhou Qingqing also replied: "Yes, you are much fatter now. If you continue to gain weight like this, no girl will like you."

After hearing this, He Xiangdong just smiled.

After a pause, Zhou Qingqing asked again: "You have your own career now and you are also a boss, so you must have a partner, right?"

He Xiangdong laughed at himself and said, "What boss? I'm almost starving to death. Where did I get the partner?"

Zhou Qingqing turned her head, looked at He Xiangdong's eyes with a smile, and asked again: "Then do you have a girl you like now?"

He Xiangdong did not answer immediately. He showed a warm smile and said, "Yes."

"Who?" Zhou Qingqing asked again.

He Xiangdong said: "My kindness is still a friend now. She sang the Beijing Rhyme Drum. When we grow up, she is pretty good."

"Oh" Zhou Qingqing responded again, raised her head slightly, and looked straight ahead, but she didn't say anything for a long time. He Xiangdong didn't say anything. The two began to walk silently again.

After walking a long way, she asked again: "Is that girl good-looking?"

He Xiangdong chuckled and said, "It looks good."

Zhou Qingqing also smiled: "Is it better than me?"

He Xiangdong said: "It's not as good as you."

Zhou Qingqing raised her head and smiled, lowered her head and smiled, and her feet were kicking on the ground subconsciously. After pondering for a while, she asked again: "Are you pursuing her?"

He Xiangdong said: "That's right, she's on a business trip now. When she comes back, we will officially get up."

"Oh, congratulations." Zhou Qingqing smiled cleverly.

He Xiangdong smiled.

It was another silent road. Zhou Qingqing looked up and said, "There is a bus stop ahead. I'll take the bus back by myself."

He Xiangdong said: "I'll send you back. It's inconvenient for you to have a girl so late."

Zhou Qingqing shook her head and said, "No, the bus will go directly to the school gate, and my boyfriend will wait for me at the school gate, so there is no need."

"You've already talked about a boyfriend?" He Xiangdong was slightly surprised.

Zhou Qingqing smiled and said, "Yes, he is my senior brother, and he always takes good care of me. We got up on Christmas last year."

"Oh, then congratulations." He Xiangdong also smiled.

Zhou Qingqing stopped and turned around to look at He Xiangdong. He Xiangdong also looked back at Zhou Qingqing. Zhou Qingqing lowered her head and smiled slightly, and then said, "Then I'll leave first."

"OK."

"By bye." Zhou Qingqing waved her hand gently.

He Xiangdong nodded and said softly: "Goodbye."

Zhou Qingqing smiled sweetly, turned around and walked towards the bus stop. At the moment when she turned around, tears fell down like a broken line. She bit her lip tightly, her whole face trembled slightly, but her steps were getting faster and faster.

Tears slid down my cheeks and into my mouth. It was said that tears were salty, but why did this?

The tears left on the face were dried by the night wind and solidified on the face and became a line. Maybe it would be gone tomorrow morning, and I hope it would be gone.

He Xiangdong stared at Zhou Qingqing's departure back, but only sighed heavily and said softly: "I wish you happiness."

Then he turned around silently and walked back.

He actually had feelings for Zhou Qingqing. In the small teahouse, by the small pond where only the two of them were alone, when he entered the detention center and Zhou Qingqing took care of his master, his feelings actually existed. Especially on the night of the last separation, in the small restaurant, Zhou Qingqing hugged her sobbingly, which made him even more convinced of this point.

He also has feelings for Tian Jiani. I don’t know where this relationship started, but it seems to have been inexplicably found. When he can’t see Tian Jiani, he will miss and worry. Just as it is written in the Peony Pavilion, the love arises and goes deeper.

It is undeniable that he did not take the last step because Zhou Qingqing had a girl named Zhou Qingqing in his heart. There was a ignorant feeling between him and Tian Jiani. It was precisely because of this point.

And today, he saw Zhou Qingqing again. She was as beautiful and gentle as before. In an instant, he recalled the warm scenes of the past, and his mind was filled with memories.

My heart was very warm, but I disappeared from the feeling of being moved by the heart. He Xiangdong didn't know if he was in love with someone else or something else. Anyway, he didn't feel the feeling he had done back then.

But the warmth at that time was still in my heart, but this was not love. It was the moment Zhou Qingqing entered the door that He Xiangdong woke up. Perhaps the love he had thought before was just the germination of hormones during adolescence.

Tian Jiani's figure was filled with her heart for no reason, but she had already been completely filled with her heart. The initial beauty had long been ruled out, and it was ridiculous that she thought that feeling was still there.

He Xiangdong shook his head and walked back slowly, with a complicated smile on his face. Zhou Qingqing is a good girl, she will definitely have her own happiness.

Three days later, Su Xiaoya sent the planner, but her face was not good-looking. She threw the thing to He Xiangdong and left without even drinking tea. Even Guo Qing didn't want to pay attention to it.

He Xiangdong picked up the planner and smiled bitterly.

Five days later, Tian Jiani, who was on a business trip in Hubei, came back and went to the backstage of Xiangwenshe to see He Xiangdong.

When there was no one, He Xiangdong hugged Tian Jiani in his arms from behind. Tian Jiani's face turned red and a little confused. This was the first time He Xiangdong hugged her.

Since the last time she returned to the special performance, Xiangwenshe's business has risen to a higher level, and the number of audiences coming to listen to crosstalk has increased significantly. Especially under the guidance of Su Xiaoya's specific planning, Xiangwenshe has created several traditional crosstalk specials, and the audience responded well.

Now there are two hatches in the day, and the audience has hundreds of people in total. In other words, their ticket sales can cost more than a thousand yuan every day, and there is already a surplus every month.

But what bothered He Xiangdong was that there were not enough actors in Xiangwenshe. The two old men said that they had already reached the stage of conquering the lost tracks. They had not come to the theater to perform these days, and they didn't listen to them no matter how much they persuaded them. If they were too anxious, they would let He Xiangdong get out.

He Xiangdong was almost driven crazy. The business in the garden had just begun and the number of audiences had just increased. It was the best time to gather the audience. The two old men actually came here for this trap, and he had the intention to hit the wall.

It’s a blessing that Guo Qing found a good friend of his in-art troupe to help the game. He Xiangdong didn’t help him in vain and he gave money every time, but that person’s level was just like that, and he could only be the one who could do it.

Later, He Xiangdong asked Xue Guo to come with a shameless face. The two of them talked for half a month, and they barely managed to hold on. Fortunately, He Xiangdong was versatile and could come with a stand-up and sing songs and sings, otherwise their crosstalk conference would be ruined.

There are really not enough actors.

It lasted until the day when the two old men returned. When they first entered the door, He Xiangdong was shocked. It took only a long time since they saw each other, and there was no one like these two old men.

Their heads and Wu Xiao were sloppy and dirty. Their eyes looked like rabbits, and they were not as red as human eyes. They were covered with bloodshot. The key was that their eyes were wider than copper bells.

He Xiangdong grew up and said in surprise: "I'll say two old gentlemen, are you going crazy?"

Zhang Wenhai raised the pile of paper in his hand and put it in front of He Xiangdong. His voice was already hoarse, and he said, "Look at this."

He Xiangdong took it over and saw that this was a music score. The first sentence above was: "The bright moon shines on the west wing" will not be continued.
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