The black-robed man's back froze, he must have been shocked by the thing that suddenly jumped into his arms, but when he saw that he reached out and touched the cheeks of the white cat, and when he touched the short beard, his hands Suddenly, the next moment, suddenly got up, a pair of dots of paint swept across the hall like a gust of wind.
I bowed my head quickly.
"Master, the seat you chose is far from the stage, so I'm afraid you can't see it clearly. Would you like me to help you find a closer one?" On the side, the head of Qin continued to chatter.
I frowned and waved at him in reply. When I looked up, I saw that the man in black robe had turned his back to me and sat down again. A man stood beside him, bowing his head and listening to his instructions. The man was wearing a knife on his side and a gibbous waist. At first glance, he was a trainer. After a while, the man with the sword must have received some order. He stood up straight and swept his eyes to the left and right. He stretched out his hand and made a move outside the door. A number of shadow-like men poured into the lobby, all of whom were submissive. You can notice the difference at a glance, it is the guard! After a while, these guards silently flowed to all directions in the restaurant like a dark tide in the night.
Horrified, panicked, frightened... At this moment, I don't know what I'm thinking, I just stiffly picked up the wooden chopsticks on the table, and pretended to calmly go to the dishes on the plate.
The shopkeeper's eyes were sharp, and he rushed out of the counter in panic for three minutes, but when he saw the hand of the man with the sword in the lead, something lit up and looked at the shopkeeper.
Those guards didn't make a sound to disturb the diners, they just quietly searched every corner of the restaurant with the map, and when they encountered a child, they paused and stood aside to compare carefully. Several guards passed by where I was sitting, all glanced at me without stopping.
I let out a sigh of relief, and then realized that the man in the black robe was searching for Xiao'er. I calculated in my heart that if Xiao’er had only entered Luoyang City for a few days, then it is very likely that the day Song Xiyuan stole the cat and the day Xiao’er left the palace were the work of the front and back, and the person in black robe did not know that the cat was lost , only when Xiaoer hugged the white cat and ran away together. At this moment, I was shocked to see the cat, and since I thought that Xiao'er was in the restaurant, I immediately ordered people to search intensively.
But after two cups of tea, I saw the man with the sword clasped his fists and bowed his head beside the ear of the man in black robe. The man in black robe nodded slightly, and the tight back was slightly loosened almost imperceptibly.
Between the lights and flint, I suddenly remembered something, the kid who stole the fish... Could it be Xiao'er? ! In an instant, doubts, regrets, and self-blame came to mind, and he turned his head and was about to ask the class leader Qin. But I heard the shopkeeper standing in the hall and shouting loudly: "Guest officers, today the small shop has been booked, please leave the venue now, the food and drinks on the table are free of charge, and all the bills are paid by the guest officer at the bookstore. Paying the silver. I am really sorry for disturbing everyone's interest in dining and listening to the play."
For a while, everyone in the store was surprised and sighed. However, when I wanted to come, I vaguely saw some signs of something wrong from the Lianjiazi who guarded the four corners of the store. The person who knows the current affairs is a handsome man, and no one wants to get burned. At the moment, no one dares to have it. Dissent, all complaints were swallowed up, and in twos and threes got up and left the store.
I wanted to take the class leader Qin and leave with the crowd, and then I would ask the fish-stealing child in detail when I found a safe and hidden place. Unexpectedly, it was only near the door that I discovered that there were six or seven guards standing on both sides of the door and looking sharply at the people who came out of the store.
I shrank back and returned to the lobby in an instant. I didn't want to stay or stay. I was in a dilemma for a while, and it was too conspicuous to go backward in the crowd. Fortunately, I had an idea and went around to the counter where the shopkeeper was at the door. There was a small room behind the counter. , covered with a blue cloth curtain, is where the shopkeeper rests and puts his account books on weekdays.
At this moment, the shopkeeper was standing at the door with a smile and handed the guests off. I had no time to take care of him, so I opened the blue cloth curtain and hid in the closet.
All of a sudden, people went to the empty building, and the stage ended when the song ended. In the empty hall, not even the reverberations dared to stay for a moment.
There was silence for a long time.
I was apprehensive and frightened, I gently opened a gap in the curtain, but when I saw that the man in the black robe calmly put down the teacup in his hand, the bottom of the cup touched the mahogany, there was no sound at all, but at this moment it hit the drum like a hammer. noodle.
"Come out."
After a long while, I heard a low voice.
Found out? ! My eyelids twitched heavily, my head was dizzy, and with a flick of my hand, the curtain silently returned to its original position, covering the terrifying gap.
"Come out, Xiao'er."
When the forehead cramped, I heard the man speak again, and it was Xiao'er...
I opened the curtain once again, and the fine sweat from my hands instantly dyed a corner of the curtain.
The noon sun shines through the hall and enters the room, and a huge empty restaurant is unobstructed in the light. Except for a man in black sitting with his back to the head of the hall, the white cat is lying on the side, and the other half of the figure is not seen.
After a stick of incense, the curtain on one side of the stage moved slightly, and there was no wind, but it returned to tranquility after a while, which made people suspicious and misunderstood. After a while, the curtain moved again.
A child with a painted face walked out from the curtain side, and Sven obediently walked down the steps slowly along the side of the stage. The white cat jumped up and jumped into his arms.
night!
The child who just played the fairy child on the stage just now... The child picked up by the class leader Qin... Sure enough, it is my Xiaoer! For a moment, I forgot to breathe, and an overwhelming sourness hit my heart, whether it was joy or pain.
But when Xiao'er walked up to the man, the two faced each other for a long time. At the end, after hearing a barely audible breath, the man in the black robe spoke slowly and said gently, "Have you had lunch yet?"
Xiaoer didn't answer.
The man didn't care either, he seemed to be used to it. He only reached out and touched Xiao'er's face. The next moment, he froze there and said solemnly, "Come here, bring the water."
A bowl of clean water was delivered immediately. The man wiped Xiao'er's face with a handkerchief twisting the water, and rubbed it back and forth a few times before he gave up. The movements are gentle, but the back is slightly undulating and seems to be forbearing.
After wiping it off, Xiao'er's bright and jade-like face was revealed. Fairy children were generally blind to the dust, and her phoenix eyes became more and more dewy. The end of her eyes was slightly lifted, and she pursed her lips and looked directly at the person in front of her.
"First Clan"
The man put down the veil, stretched out his hand and touched Xiao'er's face again, as if he had to touch it with his own hands to be completely sure that the paint on the child's face was completely removed.
"Go back, I've lost so much weight, this time..." He pulled Xiao'er's arm lovingly, and was about to take Xiao'er's little hand to get up, but stopped there abruptly, but seeing him let go of Xiao'er's hand, Turning his palm over, a ray of sunlight was shining on the palm of his hand, reflecting a few lines of cold iron light, dazzling and dazzling. I slowly saw that there were several stubby steel needles stuck in his palm.
"I'm not going back with you. I want to study in the troupe." Xiao'er broke away from him, clasped her palms and stood there. If it wasn't for a few steel needles falling to the ground between his movements and making two soft noises, I really couldn't believe that Xiao'er shot the noble man in black robes in the blink of an eye...
"Very good." The man raised his hand and pulled out the steel needle between his palms. He crossed half of his face and looked like white porcelain from a distance. He let a few thin bloodstains meander down and drop to the ground along the lines of his palm. Face, the eyebrows are not wrinkled, "If you can come up with a reason, I will let you play tricks here."
Xiao'er looked up at him stubbornly, "This troupe is designed to take in orphans like me who have no father or mother."
My heart tightened, and I felt a sharp pain all over my body...
The man in black robe was suffocated and speechless for a long time, as if he was hit hard by an invisible force. Something was so devastating that he couldn't breathe, but when he saw him leaning on the edge of the table, Sit down slowly.
I don't know how long it took, when I came back to my senses, I heard the man's voice drifting and drifting, very light and very light, but he said every word: "You can say that you have no father, but you are not allowed to say that you have no mother!"
Xiao'er's eyes were full of mist, but she still clenched her teeth and pursed her lips, stubbornly clenching her little hands.
After a long time, the man in black robe, regardless of Xiao'er's struggles, leaned over and hugged him and patted him lightly. After all, Xiao'er was less than five years old, so he choked and finally stopped moving and fell into a dream.
In a trance, I heard a near-silent squeak from the man, and a person's name slipped between his lips and teeth.
Before he took the child and left, he suddenly turned around, and I was horrified, only to see that he just asked his subordinates to call the shopkeeper, who was still full of fear, and asked politely, "Ask the opera troupe for me, if we can do another play. A happy ending?"
After the group dispersed, the class leader Qin found me in the room, who was on the ground, with a puzzled expression on his face, but he still didn't forget to ask that question.
I smiled lightly and said, "It was originally just a fairy tale, so how could it be that mortals can guess at the end? But it's all made up."
Qin class master asked the shopkeeper to relay my reply, but in the evening he came to look for me again, "The guest officer said: Since it's a fabrication, why don't you leave a consummation for the world to think about, why is it all tragic, and it's just to provoke mortals to empty themselves. mournful?"
I don't answer.