The story of Rose starts with being a brother

Chapter 88: Love doesn’t know where it started, but it goes deeper
"Brother, when you say love, do you love someone's body or soul?"

"Of course, love is for the whole person, from body to soul."

"Is it really?"

"Is not it?"

December 12st, the last day of the Gregorian calendar year 31.

The day after Bai Xiaohe left Shanghai and returned to Beijing, Shen Jiayi suddenly asked him on the way back from the airport with Huang Zhenhua.

In response to the words of emotional master Huang Zhenhua, Shen Jiayi smiled faintly and did not argue any further.

She gathered up her hair which was a little messy because the car window had just been opened, and suddenly turned around and said:
"Brother, can we go to the show tonight?"

Huang Zhenhua was a little surprised, but he didn't refuse: "Okay, then which star's performance do you want to see?"

Shen Jiayi shook her head, looked at the high-rise buildings flying by outside the window and said softly: "I don't want to watch the performance of the stars, I want to watch opera."

"drama?"

"Yes, the opera The Peony Pavilion."

Huang Zhenhua thought about it and didn't understand why she suddenly wanted to watch this, so he could only attribute it to the sudden interest of a literary young woman.

He nodded and agreed: "Okay."

……

Fang Xiewen's recent days have been really miserable and happy, because Zhuang Guodong not only talks and laughs with Xuemei Huang, chatting about everything under the sun, but also occasionally invites Xuemei Huang out for dinner.

Although Zhuang Guodong was only acting in the name of a friend, this still made Fang Xiewen a little unhappy.

Fortunately, Huang's attitude towards me has become very good. Even in the past two days, after I "accidentally met" Huang in the library, I was able to sit with her to read and study.

Study in a quiet library with your loved one.

Isn't this the scene that I sometimes dream about?
Fang Xiewen likes this feeling very much and cherishes it.

However, these past two days he always felt like he had forgotten something.

That morning, after class, Fang Xiewen was preparing to return to the dormitory to continue listening to the CD that his schoolmate Huang had given him.

He planned to learn the songs here and then use them to start a new topic with Huang Xuemei.

That decent-looking Zhuang Guodong always talked about foreign art and culture when chatting with Huang Xuemei.

Fang Xiewen has been unhappy with him for a long time. Aren’t there so many cultural and artistic things in our country worth talking about?
Especially because of this CD, Fang Xiewen made a point to learn more about Jay Chou, and he deeply agreed with something he said.

My Chinese culture is the coolest!

Fang Xiewen felt that he needed to teach that fake foreigner Zhuang Guodong, who kept talking about "Western advanced culture", "Renaissance trend" and "Romantic Paris", a lesson!
However, as soon as he walked out of the teaching building, Fang Xiewen was surrounded by several girls.

Fang Xiewen thought these schoolmates were his suitors again. When he was about to reject them, he realized that they looked at him unfriendlyly.

"Excuse me, what do you want?"

Fang Xiewen recognized one of the girls, she seemed to be Hu Lin’s roommate?
Hu Lin?!
At this moment, Fang Xiewen finally remembered what he had forgotten.

Sure enough, Hu Lin's roommate said indignantly: "Fang Xiewen, what did you do to Hu Lin?"

In the past, everyone called him Senior Fang. After all, Fang Xiewen was the prince charming of the Computer Department, and many girls had a secret crush on him.

Fang Xiewen frowned. He remembered that Hu Lin said she would give him an apple on Christmas Eve, but he didn't meet her that day.

"Junior, watch your wording. What do you mean I did something to Hu Lin? I haven't met her in these days!"

After these words were spoken, not only did Hu Lin's roommate look angry, but the other two girls also looked angry.

"You didn't do anything to Hu Lin, so why did he keep crying in the dormitory and didn't let us look for you?"

One of the girls couldn't help but speak up.

At first, she also had a crush on Fang Xiewen, but unfortunately she couldn't pursue him as boldly as Hu Lin. In addition, Hu Lin not only made a bold statement in the dormitory that she would pursue Brother Fang, but also helped and gave gifts to these potential rivals.

Miss Hu Lin, who used to be so arrogant, was so humble to them. This made her and some other people give up the idea of ​​pursuing Brother Fang, and instead started to support the couple of Hu Lin and Brother Fang.

Well, in fact, Senior Brother Fang’s attitude towards them also made them lose hope.

Unfortunately, the CP that he was supporting seemed to have broken up. Whether for his own sake or for Hu Lin's, he had to come to Fang Xiewen to ask for an explanation.

But Fang Xiewen was speechless. What did Hu Lin’s crying have to do with him?

He looked at these girls helplessly and said:

"I didn't do anything to her in the first place. I was busy with my part-time job besides attending classes. Don't accuse me wrongly!"

Hu Lin's roommate persisted:

"That has everything to do with you. Hu Lin could only cry because of you!"

Fang Xiewen was getting a little angry, but he still tried to hold it in and said:
"I'll say it again, this has nothing to do with me, OK? I have something else to do, so I have to leave first."

After saying that, Fang Xiewen turned around and wanted to leave. If he stayed any longer, he was afraid that his good image in school would be ruined.

"Wait! Hu Lin likes you so much, and she's feeling so bad right now, can't you go and comfort her?"

After hearing what the girl behind him said, Fang Xiewen remained unmoved and just quickened his pace.

Just because Hu Lin likes me, do I have to accept her?
She likes me, what does it have to do with me?

Fang Xiewen, who is strong-willed and has a strong heart, simply does not accept this kind of moral kidnapping.

What's more, it would be better if Hu Lin stopped bothering him because of this, so as to avoid being misunderstood by Xuemei Huang in the future.

The more Fang Xiewen wanted to walk, the faster he walked. He had to go back to learn singing so that he could meet his schoolmate Huang!

Later, several girls who wanted to help Hu Lin look at each other, not knowing what to do next.

"I didn't expect Senior Fang to be so ruthless?"

"Yes, Hu Lin cried like that, didn't attend classes, and barely ate a few bites of food. And she did so much for Fang Xiewen!"

"What should we do now? Should we tell Hu Lin?"

"Forget it, let's go back and persuade Hu Lin first. Don't tell her that we came to see Fang...Xie Wen."

From now on Fang Xiewen is no longer their prince charming, and they are no longer allowed to call him senior!
It's simply an insult to the beautiful word "senior" which is full of love and tenderness!

……

"It turns out that the flowers are in full bloom,
All this is left to the broken wells and dilapidated walls, and the beautiful scenery is beyond the reach of fate.
Whose courtyard is the place where I can enjoy the pleasure?

......"

Inside the Magic City Theater, the gorgeous and graceful Kunqu opera singing style sung by "Du Liniang" seemed to instantly pull people into her melancholy.

In the box on the second floor, Shen Jiayi watched carefully, listened attentively, and sometimes even shook her head following the rise and fall of the singing.

It feels like an immersive play.

But Huang Zhenhua just wanted to sleep.

Although he was not an impatient person, listening to the tune of this opera really helped him sleep.

Especially since Shen Jiayi bought the full version today, even though it is a simplified version, it still takes more than three hours.

Huang Zhenhua was so sleepy that he would have fallen asleep long ago if it weren't for the enthusiastic cheers and applause that occasionally rang out in the theater.

He felt that he had made a mistake today. He should have invited the opera troupe to his home and let Shen Jiayi watch it to her heart's content.

But I don't think the other party would be willing to do that, as watching a play also requires a sense of atmosphere.

"Brother, if you are sleepy, just lie on my lap and take a nap."

Shen Jiayi looked at him nodding his head, feeling somewhat amused, but also a little embarrassed that he had to accompany her to watch this show.

We have only just reached the "garden tour" stage, there is still a lot of time to go.

Huang Zhenhua still wanted to be stubborn, but his brain was too sleepy to handle it anymore, so he just lay on Shen Jiayi's legs.

Shen Jiayi crossed her legs and let his head slide into her arms. She held Huang Zhenhua's head and massaged him gently while staring at the stage intently.

Strangely enough, after lying in Shen Jiayi's arms, Huang Zhenhua felt that the noises around him had become quieter.

It’s like when you are watching TV and you feel sleepy and want to sleep, someone helps you turn down the volume. At this time, the sound of the TV becomes the background sound that helps you fall asleep.

Huang Zhenhua felt exactly the same way. In Shen Jiayi's arms, smelling the faint jasmine fragrance coming from her body, he soon fell asleep.

The plot of "The Peony Pavilion" is still going on on the stage. The whole play has 55 scenes and it will take two to three days to perform the whole play.

But even though a lot of plot was cut and the show was finally shortened to just over three hours, it still didn't lose its charm.

In the dim theater, only the light from the stage was scattered. Shen Jiayi just watched the play on the stage. She hugged Huang Zhenhua, her eyes shining from the stage lights.

Huang Zhenhua didn't know how long it had been, but he suddenly felt something wet on his face. He opened his eyes and touched it, and it seemed to be tears.

He looked up and couldn't help but sigh that even at this fatal angle, Lady Shen's beauty was still as good as ever.

With the help of the stage lights, Huang Zhenhua could clearly see the tears hanging on her eyelashes.

"what happened?"

Huang Zhenhua sat up and helped Shen Jiayi wipe the tears from her face.

“I was moved to tears.”

Shen Jiayi answered in a low voice that the show had already ended and all the actors were on stage taking their bows to the audience.

Huang Zhenhua didn't know what to say and had to leave with Shen Jiayi.

After leaving the theater, although it was already past ten o'clock, Shen Jiayi was not in a hurry to go back. She took Huang Zhenhua for a walk while recalling the plot that had just happened.

"Jiayi, can you tell me why you suddenly want to watch this opera today?"

Huang Zhenhua naturally didn't really think that this sudden drama was just the result of the other party's literary outburst. He vaguely felt that something had changed.

Shen Jiayi lowered her head and walked slowly on the shadow. She smiled and shook her head when she heard the words, then asked in return:
"Brother, do you know what story The Peony Pavilion tells?"

Huang Zhenhua thought about it. Although he didn't watch the play today, he still knew the general story of this famous opera.

After pondering for a moment, he said, "In short, Du Liniang, who lived in seclusion in her boudoir, dreamed of Liu Mengmei. The two fell in love at first sight in the dream, but when she woke up, Du Liniang couldn't see him, so she became sick with lovesickness and eventually died of depression. However, after her death, she accidentally discovered that there really was a Liu Mengmei in this world, and then the man and the soul fell in love again and Du Liniang was resurrected because of love. Then they were separated, but the emperor was still moved and made them happy..."

After finishing speaking in one breath, he paused and sighed: "Du Liniang died because of love, and was resurrected because of love. It is really sad and admirable."

Seeing Huang Zhenhua telling the story of "The Peony Pavilion", Shen Jiayi jumped in front of him with a smile, looked into his eyes and said with a smile:

"Such a touching story is certainly worth reading. Du Liniang appeared in Liu Mengmei's dream and told him the cause and effect of her life, which led to the inscription that will be passed down through the ages..."

Speaking of this, Shen Jiayi's eyes showed infinite tenderness. She looked into Huang Zhenhua's eyes and said softly:
"Love comes from nowhere, but it grows ever deeper. The living can die, and the dead can live again..."

"..." Huang Zhenhua was silent for a moment. He didn't know if this could be considered a literary youth disease of artistic young women, but he didn't dare to look at Shen Jiayi's tender yet passionate eyes.

The inscription seemed to be talking about Du Liniang, but Huang Zhenhua vaguely felt that Shen Jiayi was talking about herself.

"Dingling bell~"

Just as Huang Zhenhua was struggling over whether he should talk or kiss Shen Jiayi, the phone rang like a life-saving straw.

When he picked it up, as expected, it turned out to be his kind-hearted sister who always helped people in need.

Huang Zhenhua secretly made up his mind to laugh less at his sister in the future.

"Hey, Rose, what's up so late?"

"Brother, that Fang Xiewen is just like Zhuang Guodong before, he has a girlfriend and still harasses me!"

"..."

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