Cheng Fengtai didn't want to miss any of Shang Xirui's scenes from here on. It's not just him who thinks this way, all the theater fans in Peking are no exception. While questioning Shang Xirui's moral character, they kept their eyes wide open and their ears pricked up waiting for the sound of Lun from the sky. They didn't like to watch Shang Xirui much in the past, but now they admit that his singing is really good, and some fans even put their livelihoods aside to take risks. In the midst of the war, he came to Peiping for a short stay just to listen to Shang Xirui's play. Movie fans seem to have a silent consensus, thinking that Shang Lang's rapid progress is actually a kind of reflection, such as the moment before the wick of a candle is particularly bright, and after this light, it will be forever dim. Otherwise, how could one be able to sing even better if one is deaf? Shang Xirui is not a fairy!
Shang Xirui himself felt the same way, there were only three things left to do every day, taking medicine, singing and acting in a daze, the whole person became more and more quiet, like a monk with no other distractions. On this day Cheng Fengtai and Fan Lian went to listen to Shang Xirui's play, first went backstage to visit Shang Lang. It was early, the actors in Shuiyun Tower were not all there, but one was crying, Cheng Fengtai opened the door and went in, saw Shang Xirui kowtow to the statue of Tang Minghuang, only a few confidantes and Du Qi stood around. Shang Xirui burst into tears, and the actors looked sad. Cheng Fengtai didn't know what happened before, he just heard Shang Xirui cry: "... When I was young, I ate your old man's tribute, such a big pig's head, I taught me to eat it all, and I blamed you on you after eating it, saying that you had manifested; in the background If you break things, it depends on your appearance. Dad hit me, and I will slap you on your face; if you punish me, I will throw your body into the latrine. When I grow up and become a teacher, I will always make a vow to say to you, old man To build a temple to atone for sins, isn’t it just that you are not willing to spend the money! It has been delayed until now and it has not been built!”
Fan Lian couldn't hold back a burst of laughter, laughing like his mother was farting, Cheng Fengtai stared at him like lightning, Fan Lian straightened his face instantly. Cheng Fengtai can't let Shang Xirui cry like this anymore, he cries so much that he knows how naughty and greedy he was when he was a child, it's too embarrassing! Together with Fan Lian, they helped Shang Xirui. Others laughed when they heard Shang Xirui's prayer, but Du Qi was also crying there, his eyes were bright red: "Brother Rui, don't feel bad. I'll help you expel "Fengxian Biography" as soon as possible, It is its good fortune that this show can catch up with the current Boss Shang, and you have not suffered in vain." Cheng Fengtai moved, and wanted to beat the kid again, but Shang Xirui held his wrist tightly tight. Du Qiyi twisted his nose and turned his head: "In the future, if you don't get better, you'll be really deaf... You close the show, I'll close the pen!" After speaking, he bowed his head and walked out quickly as if he was in pain. Shang Xirui is so sad today because his ears have deteriorated again, since he opened his eyes in the morning until now, he has been unable to hear clearly. Of course he didn't hear what Du Qi said, whether he could hear it or not, Du Qi wanted to say it.
Yuan Lan pressed the handkerchief on Shang Xirui's face: "Team leader, stop your tears! Your eyes are swollen from crying, how will you put on makeup later!" Shang Xirui took her handkerchief, pressed it on her nose and blew a packet of snot Give it back to her. Yuan Lan rolled her eyes, grabbed a corner of the handkerchief and threw it away. Cheng Fengtai squatted down and held Shang Xirui's hand, Shang Xirui's eyes moved, and then he saw him: "You're here."
Cheng Fengtai said: "I'm here."
Fan Lian took the opportunity to bend down and said: "Brother Rui, I heard that you are not feeling well these days and you were injured a little bit. I came here to visit you..."
Shang Xirui only had Cheng Fengtai in his eyes, he said: "Second Master, you have to listen to my play carefully, my play is less and less, it's running out!"
Cheng Fengtai was heartbroken, he quickly reassured Shang Xirui, told him to take his medicine well, he will recover soon. Shang Xirui stared blankly at his lips, guessing what he was talking about, finally bowed his head in discouragement: "Stop talking, go sit up front and wait for me." Saying this, he got up and changed his clothes, it was time to put on makeup.
Cheng Fengtai and Fan Lian walked to the box. Cheng Fengtai was in a bad mood, he took the lead and walked ahead, ignoring others. Fan Lian struck up a conversation and said, "I didn't expect that Brother Rui's ears were really broken. He was in Pingyang when he was in trouble. Sometimes he lost his voice and sometimes went crazy. After a few days, he will be on stage and he will be like a good person again." It's really... It's so easy to survive until today, who would want to get sprained here! How to deal with those who caused trouble?"
Cheng Fengtai frowned and said: "I want to ask you! I asked you to take care of him for me, that's how you take care of him? It doesn't count if the person was injured, and the murderer was released!"
Fan Lian was surprised: "When did you let me take care of him?" Cheng Fengtai turned his head and stared. Fan Lian smiled and said, "Besides, can he convince me to take care of him? What's more, there is Uncle Shang here, so I can't get involved if I want to, can I?"
Cheng Fengtai pointed to Fan Lian's nose and said: "Don't think I don't know, all your thoughts are on Sheng Ziqing! Let me tell you Fan Er, Shang Xirui's ears won't get better, and you and Ziqing don't need to get married anymore. The two can't get mixed up!"
Fan Lian was wronged to death, knowing that Cheng Fengtai was venting his anger, he said: "This has no conscience! I patronized Sheng Ziqing, who contacted Cao Guixiu for you? Well, well, you feel sorry for Brother Rui, I will cut off your ears to compensate Can you give it to Brother Rui?"
Cheng Fengtai snorted coldly: "Just your pair of pig ears, are you worthy of putting them on his face?"
Fan Lian laughed angrily: "I shouldn't be listening to an opera with you today!"
They were walking to the door of the box, Cheng Fengtai lifted his chin towards the bottom of the stairs: "That's right, don't be a punching bag, get out!"
Fan Lian rushed in without hesitation: "It's not worth it to miss Brother Rui's show just to get angry with you!"
Cheng Fengtai glanced at him, not bothering to talk to him.
Today is Shang Xirui's co-production "Universal Front", the moment Zhao Yanrong came on stage, the theater fell silent. Shang Xirui was deaf before putting on makeup on his ears, but he's fine on stage, he's on point in every move, as soon as he opened his voice on stage, Fan Lian sat up straight, pushed his glasses, refreshed Yi Lin. For experts, whether Jiao'er's play is good or not, and how good it is, can be judged by singing a sentence.
Shang Xirui sang on stage for more than a quarter of an hour, the tea in front of Fan Lian did not take a sip, and he rarely blinked. But singing well, Shang Xirui suddenly stopped, and stood there with half-downcast face in a daze, Li Qiaosong raised his hand, the drums and music in the civil and military field stopped, and the supporting actors also stood there quietly. Cheng Fengtai couldn't help but tighten his hands holding the railing, he knew that Shang Xirui's ears were having another seizure, it was almost fatal, it was on the stage.
The people on the stage froze into a silent painting of figures in ancient costumes, and the people off the stage watched silently, as if they had been cast with a fixed spell. Cheng Fengtai's heart was beating violently at first, he was afraid that there would be a commotion and people would leave the building, this would undoubtedly be another blow to Shang Xirui. Later, seeing that Zuo'er was willing to wait forever, Cheng Fengtai slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at Fan Lian, Fan Lian's eyes straightened. When Cheng Fengtai touched him, he shivered as if he had woken up from a dream, then took off his glasses, took out his handkerchief and wiped away the sour tears in his eyes, then raised his head, Cheng Fengtai saw that the rims of his eyes and the tip of his nose were red.
Fan Lian said: "The opera singers have sung to the point where they are today, and the opera listeners have heard to the point where they are today. It's all over."
Cheng Fengtai took a look at him: "What are you talking about! Say something auspicious."
Fan Lian waved his hand, meaning that Cheng Fengtai, a layman, had nothing to say.
After waiting for half an hour, the murmur in Shang Xirui's ears died down before continuing with the rest of the scene. The seats under the stage were still quiet, but there was a burst of vitality in the silence. Their spell was broken, their faces became lively, their fingers tapped the beat involuntarily, and a cheer would burst out of their throats at any moment. A kind of undercurrent surging stillness.
Cheng Fengtai stared straight at the stage, and said to Fan Lian: "Come and do me a favor."
Fan Lian was very polite to Shang Xirui this day, he has always had a mixed love and hate towards Shang Xirui, on the one hand he loves Shang Xirui's talent, on the other hand he slanders Shang Xirui's behavior, to Shang Xirui Coaxing and complimenting, the attitude is always a bit hypocritical. Today it seems that the feeling of love overwhelms everything, after the play, he treats Shang Xirui to supper and actually bows to Shang Xirui. After the Japanese Occupation, there was a curfew on the streets for days and months, not to mention the early closure of theaters, and all kinds of snack bars that originally prepared supper for nightlife crowds were also closed. Fan Lian had his own way, so he pulled Shang Xirui and Cheng Fengtai to the a cappella class, which was the team of Qin Niang who cured Jiang Mengping's infertility. The class leader came to open the door with a lantern in hand, the yard was quiet, it was already closed. Fan Lian didn't wait for her to speak, and said, "Let's find a place nearby to talk, we don't need to be waited on by others, just burn a pot."
Having said that, the head of the class led people into the wing room, and the ladies took good care of them by lighting the lamps, burning charcoal and twisting towels. The windows in the house were hung with thick woolen felts, both to keep out the cold and to prevent the Japanese soldiers patrolling outside from seeing the light to prevent the curfew. Fan Lian looked and looked at the felt, and the class leader said with a smile: "The people in Beiping City have been wronged. They are afraid of the curfew. They dare not light the lamps for dinner. The whole family eats in the dark, and the chopsticks stick into their nostrils." Fan Lian also laughed. After a while, the kitchen delivered a hot pot and a few meat and vegetable side dishes, and left after the arrangement was completed. There were three people sitting opposite each other in a quiet room, but they didn't look like they were laughing like they used to. Fan Lian poured wine for the two of them, raised the glass and said, "I'll toast Boss Shang first."
He didn't have the usual slick smile on his face, and he didn't call Ruigeer, but Boss Shang. The hot pot was gurgling and bubbling, next to the steaming water, Shang Xirui and Fan Lian clinked glasses and drank it.
Fan Lian said: "I listened to Boss Shang's play tonight. I'm really... Boss Shang, I'm lucky in my life. This world disappoints people, but with Shang Lang singing here, this world is considered to have a good time." Drank a cup, the hot wine scalded his stomach and blood, just like Shang Xirui's play. The fans of the theater are all thinking the same way as Fan Lian, in the current world, everyone is precarious and exhausted, only Shang Xirui's play is a strange color, a fairyland where people temporarily escape from depression.
Shang Xirui has no expression at all, staring at the hot pot in a daze. Fan Lian said with all his heart and soul, "Our generation has enjoyed a lot of fun, and I want to leave a little bit for future generations. Boss Shang, I will be the host, and record some of your favorite scenes into movies, okay?"
Shang Xirui didn't answer, stomped his chopsticks and reached into the hot pot to scoop up a chopstick of vermicelli to eat. Fan Lian didn't know if he was deaf and didn't hear, or if he didn't approve of making movies, he suddenly lost his mind, and looked at Cheng Fengtai for help. Cheng Fengtai said: "It's my idea. What does Boss Shang think?"
Shang Xirui snorted, sucked the ends of the chopsticks in his mouth and said slowly: "Okay, it's interesting, the movie is good." He was so absent-minded, it made people feel uneasy. Cheng Fengtai cupped his cheeks with both hands, forced him to look at himself, and said with concentrated eyes: "Boss Shang, I want to make a movie for you, Dreaming in the Garden, Drunken Concubine, it won't cost you much to pick out a few classics and record them. time."
Shang Xirui "Oh" agreed, Cheng Fengtai let him go, he turned his head and continued eating hot pot.
Cheng Fengtai went home to sleep that night, Fan Lian sent him home and said: "I think Brother Rui is getting more and more dazed, is there anything wrong?"
Cheng Fengtai sighed and said: "Do you see him appearing to have something wrong when he came on stage?"
Fan Lian thought for a while: "That's right, quite a few artists seem to be separated from the world by a layer of glass, and their words and deeds talk to themselves. Brother Rui's ability has grown to the point where it is today, it's time to add some quirks!"
Cheng Fengtai said: "I don't care what method you use or how much you spend, this matter must not only be done well, but also done quickly. You go to Du Qi's side to negotiate a deal, and with his supervision, the matter will be half done."
Fan Lian nodded seriously. He was so anxious, not only to prevent Shang Xirui from being completely deaf, but also to preserve the good luck for Peking Opera. Right now, the land is being lost inch by inch, and if it will all fall into the hands of the Japanese one day, the Japanese will definitely wipe out this kind of cultural symbol that belongs to China from the root. In this regard, Du Qi held the same opinion. He said: "Japan has no affection for China after the Tang and Song Dynasties. Their culture has matured. Peking opera sings Chinese words and inherits the meaning of China. There will be a day." , It’s too difficult to accommodate two tigers in one mountain!” So Du Qi worked harder than anyone else, assembled the equipment at an astonishing speed, and was ready to start shooting.
Shang Xirui didn't take movies as a rarity, he let the people around him arrange the schedule for him, put on makeup and change clothes like usual in opera, and only asked to see how filming was going on before going on stage. Shang Xirui stood behind the video camera, bent over to take a look, and said with a smile: "Hey! The stage is upside down!" After saying that, he couldn't help but smacking, and said: "I'm a man, playing on the stage." Woman, this is called yin and yang inversion. The stage is stable, but it is turned upside down in the camera. Isn't it what you said, turning the world upside down and endlessly delusional?"
Du Qi said: "If you put on the clothes of the ancients, speak the words of the ancients, and even be made into a movie, you are delusional."
Shang Xirui said: "You are greedy to see me in the movie, isn't it just wishful thinking."
Fan Lian was amazed that Shang Xirui was so heartless that he could say such a trick, and that he was able to confront Du Qi. Cheng Fengtai didn't think it was different, his expression was normal. Shang Xirui has a clever mind, you don't need to read the melody of the opera, you can recite it after listening to it once, immersed in Du Qi and other literary giants for many years, listening to books, listening to history, listening to drunken talk, his heart is full, he was so busy in the past I didn't have time to ponder it carefully, and now my heart has calmed down along with my ears, so many clichés have appeared, and my mind and mind have reached a level out of thin air.
Du Qi looked at Shang Xirui and was stunned for a moment, not because he was taken aback by his cleverness, Du Qi probably had a better understanding of Shang Xirui's psychic powers than Cheng Fengtai. Du Qi just felt a little unlucky. Singing is the most mundane profession, the eye in the vortex of fame and fortune, the "delusion" in the endless delusions. If an opera singer becomes enlightened, who will act as a delusion
Du Qi pretended to be impatient and waved his hands: "Stop talking nonsense and go to the stage."
It is called a movie, but it is actually just a classic excerpt with no beginning and no end, and Shang Longsheng also appeared on the camera. The shooter is a French guy. When he was in his hometown, he really made a few movies. Because there are always financial backers behind him, he doesn't spare the film, and often tosses the actors enough. But after hundreds of years of fine-tuning by elite literati, Jingkun has perfected every move of the set and costumes, and Shang Xirui and the others are seasoned stage actors with first-class performances on the spot. Du Qi stands next to him, There was little room for the French to beak. After the first two days of recording without incident, Shang Xirui privately inquired about the price of the Frenchman, and exclaimed, "He's more profitable than an opera singer!"
The Frenchman was guilty of earning his own money. Later, he interrupted the scene several times out of thin air and made a few irrelevant opinions. He wanted to show that he had a unique artistic vision and that he didn't take the money for nothing. Du Qi explained to him patiently, telling him about the regulation of drama in China. Shang Xirui was displeased: "He came to work, he came to attend classes? Singing! It's the same as writing brush calligraphy! When you stop halfway, you get discouraged!"
Sensing the Chinese drama star's outrage, the Frenchman shut his mouth and panned the camera. After the movie is finished, it happens to be Chinese New Year. This year's situation is quite special, Shang Xirui discussed with the theater owner not to seal the box, take a day off on New Year's Eve, and play as usual from the first day of the new year to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. The theater is naturally eager, and the fans are even happier when they hear it. Only the inside of the Shuiyun Building is a little murmured. Because Shang Xirui's hearing is like melting ice and snow, it may be completely melted someday, Shuiyun Tower is connected to the whole play with Shang Xirui as the protagonist. The actors did not divide their ways, put aside all their special work, and gave Shang Xirui all the acting. It didn't take long for someone to be unwilling, and said behind his back: "How long will the head of the class be deaf? If it takes another year or a half, we will be buried! When the day is really deaf, will we still be alive?"
The words passed a few turns to Shang Xirui, Shang Xirui felt chilled and ashamed, no matter how good a relationship is, there is no reason for people to sacrifice their future, so they had to use a lot of private money to subsidize them. It's not just Shuiyun Building that needs subsidies, it's time to pay for clothes, jewelry, restaurants, cars, etc. during the holidays at the end of the year. The Gongtian in Henan has been affected by the war. Not only has there been no harvest, Shang Xirui has to pay for it Buy grain for the tenants for the New Year. Li Tianyao's family is orphaned and widowed, Shang Xirui is mostly taking care of them now, the children suffered a lot on the road, and they are not used to the climate of Beiping, they have been sick and taking medicine one after another. In times of war, the price of medicine is sky-high, and it will cost a fortune to treat them one by one. Shang Longsheng asked his younger brother to ask for two large sums of money, but he didn't know what to do urgently. Shang Xirui said to Cheng Fengtai: "Be good and don't make Second Mistress angry, if you get kicked out of the house again, I won't be able to support you." But Cheng Fengtai wanted to give him some help, but he refused to accept it, that's the kind The temper of a stinky man thinks that it is shameful to eat soft rice.
Just a few days before New Year's Eve, the Hong family huqin that had been ordered earlier was ready. Hong's second came to deliver the goods, when Shang Xirui saw him, he first asked Xiao Lai to wrap a big red envelope, this red envelope gave him a lot of joy, there are not many things that can make him feel happy now! The huqin was in a cloth case, Shang Xirui took it and untied it to see that the strings of the huqin were cut! He raised his head to ask, only to find that Hong Laoer's complexion was not good, his face was ashen, but his eyes were red.
Second Hong took a few breaths, and said in a hoarse voice: "Boss Shang, you have spread such dirty stories about the Japanese, how dare you play my Hong family's piano?" Tears welled up in his eyes: "My father He died in the hands of the Japanese! Do you dare to play the qin made by him?"
These words stunned Shang Xirui, he was so engrossed in filming a few days ago that Shang Xirui almost forgot the horrible rumors that entangled him. Seeing his dazed face, the second brother Hong thought he was speechless, hated him so much that his teeth itch, hated his family's pressure to work for such a dirty actor, spit on Shang Xirui's face , scolded: "You bastard!"
Xiao Lai came down from the stairs, just in time to see this scene, she threw away the red envelope in her hand, threw herself on Hong Erer and beat him up: "What do you know! I heard bad gossip from outside! You trampled him like this! They are all talking nonsense Yes!" Xiao Lai was terribly wronged and uncomfortable for Shang Xirui, and burst into tears. Hong Er Er didn't fight the girl, pushed Xiao Lai away and left. Xiao Lai stood in the middle of the house and cried out of breath, the cry elicited Feng Yi's cry, one big and one small, upstairs and downstairs, but Shang Xirui couldn't hear him. Shang Xirui stood there holding the broken huqin, his lips trembling slightly, his expression almost broke his heart at a glance, she was crying, but she wanted to wipe the saliva off Shang Xirui's face with her sleeve, I feel like I can't clean it.
After Hong's second child left, the fun of filming the previous few days was gone. Shang Xirui sat holding the huqin for half a day without changing his posture. When it was time to sing, Xiao Lai asked him: "Brother Rui, are you still singing today?" After asking several times, Shang Xirui opened his eyes and seemed to be asleep, he pushed him carefully, and he woke up, Rubbing his face with his hands, he said with a normal expression: "Go! Go to the opera!" Then he said: "Don't let the second master know." Xiao Lai understood what he meant.
From this day on, Shang Xirui's ears got worse, it seemed that every time he was stabbed, he lost part of his hearing. But in this line of work, everything else is limited. But there are still people in Shuiyunlou who love him, such as Ren Wuren and Liu brothers, who try to make fun of Shang Xirui in different ways. In addition to their main business of singing, the two brothers saved up two extremely meaty cross talks and told Shang Xirui that in a place like Shuiyunlou Kiln, the actors have never seen anything in the world, and they are still tired of these two big meat dishes I have to turn my face away to secretly laugh. However, as Shang Xirui's ear disease intensified, the dirty jokes didn't work anymore, I saw the two brothers' mouths moving, people around smiling and talking, and they couldn't hear anything, as if they were trying to let him experience deafness a feeling of. Shang Xirui turned his face like a dog, and said angrily: "This is an opera troupe! An opera singer! Love to talk about cross talk, go to the flyover!"
Everyone couldn't guess the reason, and kept silent. Discuss behind Shang Xirui's back that the head of the class has walked too many dry roads, so he can't listen to those things between men and women. Handao dare not make up jokes, because it is easy to become a satirical class leader. Renwurenliu's cross talk has been closed down.
Yang Baoli found a joke for Shang Xirui instead. The joke was a self-righteous joke. He met the crazy Si Xier on the street. This time, Si Xier was not crazy, he was really crazy, because he contracted syphilis in the early years and had been suppressed with penicillin. Now that penicillin has become a banned drug, one piece of gold is exchanged for one on the black market, and Si Xier is addicted to opium. She has sold her top real estate and is struggling to survive. As a result, syphilis ran into my brain, and it didn't take long for me to lose my mind. Seeing this, the apprentice and his wife divided up his property and made a mess. Gradually, there were no people who took care of the food. In the cold weather, they dressed in rags and went out to look for food. How could anyone know Si Xi'er in the streets and alleys? Did not freeze him to death!
Yang Baoli recognized this enemy, and used a steamed bun to lure Sixi'er to Shuiyun Tower to watch a joke. Zhou Xiangyun and Shang Xirui should be the ones who love to look at Si Xier the most, these two have suffered the most from him. Unexpectedly, Zhou Xiangyun came after hearing the news, and looked away from the crowd, her eyes were red and she was about to shrink back. Yang Baoli had sharp eyes and quick hands, pulled him out, stuffed a broom into his hand, pointed at Si Xier and said, "Go and beat him! How did he torment you in the past? It's time to vent your anger!"
Zhou Xiangyun looked at Si Xier's disheveled hair and thin face, feeling startled and frightened, took a step back in a daze, dropped her broom and ran away. Yang Baoli didn't stop shouting at him, and spat on the ground angrily: "You idiot! You deserve to be beaten!"
After running away from Zhou Xiangyun, there are many people cheering. Yuan Lan didn't allow anyone to enter the house. She was afraid of getting dirty, so she put on her coat and asked Si Xi'er from a long distance away: "Are you crazy? How many rumors have you made about our boss? Tell you one and I'll eat it for you!" Baoli gave a wink, Yang Baoli broke off a steamed bun and threw it over, Si Xier sat on the threshold and ate it in a hurry.
Nineteen also has something to ask Si Xier: "Hey! Back then Ning Jiulang said it was your horse sweat, didn't he? Where did you get the horse sweat?"
Si Xi'er was so crazy that she was ignorant of people's questions, didn't know hot and cold, and only had food in her eyes. While watching the excitement, Shang Xirui and Cheng Fengtai came, Shang Xirui said: "The back door is closed! The draft has wrinkled the feathers!"
Yang Baoli greeted Shang Xirui as if offering a treasure: "Master, come and see this! It's so frustrating!"
Shang Xirui looked over suspiciously, was surprised, stayed silent for a while, and sighed: "How did you become like this."
Shang Xirui neither gloated nor felt compassionate, his face showed no joy or anger, he asked Xiao Lai to pick up an old cloak and spread it on Si Xi'er. Yang Baoli suspected that he didn't recognize the face, otherwise he couldn't be so calm, and stammered: "Class... class master... this is Si Xier from Yunxi class!"
Shang Xirui looked at Yang Baoli with his eyes, grabbed the steamed bun from his hand and handed it to Si Xier: "Bullying crazy! I think you are crazy too!" Yuan Lan exclaimed: "Brother Rui! Be careful Don't get sick!" Cheng Fengtai saw that Si Xi'er's hands had sores, whether it was cold or sick, he gave Shang Xirui a disgusted hand. Shang Xirui stretched out his hand stubbornly. But Si Xier didn't answer, looked at Shang Xirui blankly, and said suddenly: "They all say I hurt you."
Shang Xirui thought you didn't hurt me too much? Say, "I know."
Si Xi'er squeezed her throat and laughed sharply: "You don't know! How could I hurt you—I love you! Jiulang!" Si Xi'er pulled out the last part of the sentence, reaching out to touch Shang Xirui's Shang Xirui didn't hide his face, he was stunned by his crazy words. Si Xi'er stretched out her hand halfway, then retracted it suddenly, screamed in horror, and ran towards the entrance of the alley.