Chapter 9 Mountain Rain Is coming 1

When she woke up in the middle of the night, Bai Shu'an sat up slowly next to the edge of the bed, as if she had been used to this way of suddenly waking up. She didn't shout or gasp, but slowly curled up her legs, buried her face deep in it, and quietly listened to the gurgling rain outside the window. In the first half of the night, the moon was still in the sky. The rain came. But it ticked into the eaves and the bushes, making the dark night more and more quiet.

Bai Shu'an sat down for a while, got up and walked out of the room, turned on the antique wall lamp in the living room, faintly heard a cry, followed the sound, the red light of the maple leaf, revealed Manyin's haggard face, wearing a grass green satin pajamas, sitting quietly on a mahogany sofa chair in the corner, the green and wall lamp on her body The red of the sofa forms a great contrast, which is gloomy in such a deep night. What, did you have a nightmare again?" Man Yin asked her in a low voice.

"Hm, I feel dizzy." Bai Shu'an was awakened by a nightmare. Half of her mind was confused and half awake. She walked into the bathroom and washed her face. However, she saw two heavy red wine bottles on the mahogany coffee table beside Aunt Man. One of them was empty, and the other bottle was only half left. Then look at her slightly red eyes and drunken face. Cheeks, obviously, those wines have been wiped out by her. Bai Shu'an has been with Manyin since she was a child. She knew that she was an extremely strong woman. Even if her life was hard when she was a child, she still behaved lightly and rarely saw her so depressed. Therefore, in Bai Shu'an's eyes, Aunt Man is an elegant and refined man. She can't understand today's situation.

Bai Shu'an walked over, stared at the goblet in her hand with suspicion, and watched her pour half a mouthful of red wine down her throat.

Man Yin swallowed the wine in her mouth and said to Bai Shu'an in a slightly hoarse voice, "I'm fine. I just can't sleep."

"You have something to do! People who have nothing to do will get up in the middle of the night and sit alone in the dark corner to drink and relieve their worries? She stepped forward and gently grabbed the cup in Aunt Man's hand, put it on the coffee table, and then sat down next to her. Her soft body rubbed around her affectionately like a kitten.

"I'm really fine. I just think of some people and things that I shouldn't think about." There was a trace of bitterness in Aunt Man's words. After a long time, she slowly raised her warm hand and stroked her head back and forth. "At my age, there should be nothing that I can't see, but... you may understand in the future."

Bai Shu sighed. Since Aunt Man didn't want to say it, of course she would not force her to ask. Anyway, at this moment, she became her warm and loving Aunt Man. When she came back last night, she saw that Aunt Man's room was dark. She thought she had fallen asleep and was not disturbed. Just at this moment, in order to dilute the gloomy atmosphere, she began to talk about the twists and turns and unexpected harvest of the performance on the cruise ship, and praised the talents of the Ziyu and Qinglian sisters with added vinegar. Of course In the meantime, everything about Luo Hanfeng was omitted very smoothly.

Lin Manyin most appreciates talents such as Ziyu and Qinglian sisters. In the past, she must have twelve enthusiasm, but this morning, she only said lightly, "Next time, bring me a chance. There is a shortage of such talents in our band." Then he glanced at the wall clock on the wall and seemed to realize, "Ruomin, their flight should arrive in Yuecheng."

"Great, I'll see Brother Ruomin soon!" The cheers that Bai Shu'an had just shown were instantly stifled by Man Yin's cold eyes. She immediately lowered her voice, got up stiffly and walked to the door, and said as she walked, "I'm going to bed!"

At the door of the room, a low and hoarse voice came from behind him, "I'm going to Yuncheng tomorrow." She paused and said, "I can't tell you the reason for the time being."

Bai Shu'an turned her head and looked at Aunt Man, who looked sad under the misty light. For some reason, the scene of folding wings in the dream suddenly hit her heart. She only felt a sudden pain in her chest and indescribably uncomfortable. She knew that there was a secret hidden in Aunt Man's heart. Twenty years passed away in an instant. Now she pretends not to know whether this secret is okay. It has nothing to do with her? She didn't dare to speculate, so she had to pretend to be nothing to do and answer, "Aunt Man, don't worry. What about me in the group?"

Lin Manyin sighed slightly, leaned forward, took the wine bottle on the coffee table in one hand, and took the cup in the other. She was about to pour wine into the glass. The cup in her hand was blocked by a jade hand that quickly appeared in front of her. Bai Shu'an made a grimace at her and said softly, "Aunt Man, don't drink. Be careful of wrinkles. Full of head, become an old woman."

After Lin Manyin was successfully amused, Bai Shu'an took down the cup in her hand and stood up against her like a kitten. Manyin couldn't help her. The two hugged each other and walked into the room separately.

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The morning light slanted through the glass window of the mahogany frame, reflecting Bai Shu'an's delicate cheeks. On the two slightly frowned willow eyebrows, a few beads of sweat reflected the crystal light.

She was standing with her legs raised, her head turned to one side, and touched her toes softly, repeatedly. After a few minutes, she continued to practice lower waist, turn around... and then practice the basic skills of ballet...

A bright mirror wall in front of me can be seen clearly with a smile, and the flexible figure turns around, drawing flexible arcs in the mirror...

She stared at it, and there was a ten-year-old girl inside. Two slender braids slipped softly to her chest, and her pink face smiled astringently. Oh, that was her ten years ago. It was the first time she walked into this dance room. It had been cold and summer for ten years...

She is as light as a swallow, constantly rotating, and her body seems to be like a pink fog, projected layer by layer into the mirror...

After a while, a ignorant and beautiful teenager appeared in the mirror, with red lips and white teeth, a soft smile on his astringent face, looking at her shyly...

She suddenly stopped, and the smile was like a flower in the water, shaking into a circle of ripples, gradually dispersing... Looking back, it was no longer the young face, but it turned into a pair of deep black eyes. A gorgeous young man, standing in front of the mirror and looking at her gently.

He approached lightly, stretched out a hand and pulled her arm. The two looked at each other. Suddenly, he pulled her into his arms. When he was about to touch her chest, she turned 360 degrees, jumped over her back, quickly rotated behind her, and then landed steadily. This series of movements were just right. The advantage is that he is worthy of being an old dance partner who has been on the same stage for ten years.

Bai Shu'an covered her smile and shouted, "Brother Ruomin, you're back!"

"The plane at 12 o'clock last night arrived in Yuecheng after 2 a.m." His voice is like his elegant appearance, which is gentle and soft, but it implies the power of her heart, which is affectionately planted in her heart.

"Then why don't you have a good rest and get up early in the morning?"

"Isn't this in a hurry to... supervise you? Let's see if you are lazy during my absence." His fingers slid across the tip of her nose, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

She replied with a playful and proud smile, "For me, you have a hundred hearts."

But Du Ruomin suddenly pulled down her face and asked her with a lonely look that she couldn't understand: "I heard that you had a car accident and had been injured for more than a month. Why didn't you mention such a big thing on the phone?"

"It was Wenxiang who said it was serious. The minor injury was all healed..." She lowered her head and wiped the sweat on her forehead with one hand.

He was indomitable, "Where is the injury? Let me see."

Bai Shu'an had to roll up half of the cuff, revealing his snow-white right arm, and let him take a closer look. Although the wound had healed, it still left a long faint trace.

His hand stroked the wound, and a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes. He immediately drowned in a warm smile without a trace: "Well, this is just a small memorial. Have a long memory. Let's see if you dare to dig like this next time."

Regardless of whether it was cold or warm in his eyes, she only raised her hands, spread out in front of him recklessly, and whispered, "Breathe!"

As usual, Ruomin took out a small box from her coat pocket and handed it to her hand. The purple bow coiled in the middle, which was very elegant and chic.

"Wow, it's so beautiful," she took it happily. "What color is it this time?"

He smiled mysteriously, and his warm palm touched the messy hair on her forehead affectionately: "Anyway, you stubborn girl like it."

"Hee hee, if it weren't for your gift, I'd still be angry. If you go to the south to be a judge this time, you will leave me alone in Yuecheng for 2 months." Bai Shu'an shook off his hand, turned his back, and looked angry.

"The celebration party of Wuyue University is also very important. You see, Aunt Yun has always liked you so much." Ruo Min turned around in front of her and said warmly.

"Well, didn't they say that there were two people at the beginning? Aunt Man asked you to choose a partner, but you didn't choose me. I'm just very angry. Yingliu must be so proud. Dancing is not her specialty. Is she just a singer..." Bai Shu'an looked up and stared at him, completely like a small belly.

Ruo Min had no choice but to leave a gentle shudder on her forehead, "It's been so long, and I still remember it. It's not like your style. Well, you keep practicing. I'm going to see Aunt Man.

Bai Shu'an gently rubbed her forehead while holding the gift happily and watching him leave. At this time, the white sunlight outside the house has swayed to the white paint gate in the east, where his shadow gradually fades away...