Chapter 28 The Old Theatre

When Luo Hanfeng's car was parked at the door of Chunhua Theater. Bai Shu'an saw an old building outside the car window at a glance. The two ferocious-faced stone lions at the gate were covered with moss, and his fierce eyes were also faded. There was a plaque of "Chunhua Theatre". The red and black words were mottled, and a corner could fall off at a touch, a withered appearance.

Picking up the steps, the door is open. They stepped into the courtyard together and entered the garden. Bai Shu'an once again felt the heavy breathing of the ancient theater. The stage covered by the tall and thick curtain. Turning over a fight will make a loud "bang" sound. A loud singing and a beautiful dance can make the upstairs and downstairs. Rows of dark mahogany chairs cheered. She seemed to see the rotating bodies of fancy women on the stage and countless audiences cheering again and again.

Every step she takes, she is inquiring in detail. A table and a chair here in Xiyi can awaken the little throbbing in her heart. From the beginning of her memory, Aunt Man is her closest person, and Yuecheng is her hometown. Aunt Man has been away from Yuncheng for more than ten years. Now she is willing to return to Yuncheng for this theater. Is it here? Is that the place where Aunt Mann once performed?

"Hey," a voice brought her back from meditation. Bai Shu'an went away and looked up at the dark corner of the stand on the second floor. It turned out to be Luo Hanfeng. He somehow ran upstairs and was beckoning to him at this moment. There is no one here. Won't you come up?"

Two people sat side by side on the highest stand, looking at the empty stage.

"What were you thinking just now?" Luo Hanfeng asked, "It took you a long time to react." His voice spoke softer than ever before, as in a dream.

"In such an old stage, I don't know how many people have jumped, sang and danced on it, and how many people fell down and no longer get up." Bai Shu'an touched the scene, and there was a trace of sadness in her voice.

"If, I mean, what would you do if this theater was demolished?"

"If it were Aunt Man, she would be sad. Maybe this was the stage for her performance."

Luo Hanfeng sighed softly. What about you?"

"I, I just feel sorry." Bai Shu'an actually couldn't understand the meaning of his words, but the answer came from the bottom of his heart. "After rehearsing hard every day for more than ten years, I can only watch those ancient stages go one by one. Do you think this is our fate or their destination?"

"Do you like dancing?"

"Like it, don't you like it?" Her answer was ambiguous.

"That day in Yuecheng, you injured your arm and forced yourself to come on stage. I thought you liked your profession very much, so you were so desperate."

"I remember that I have been the main dancer in the group since I was 13 years old. I have been performing continuously five days a week, and I stay on the stage for 2 hours each... I love to sweat. Every song and dance drama is sweating profusely. Aunt Man stays in the background at every scene and keeps handing me water to wipe my sweat..."

She took a breath, as if after many years, she finally recalled that she had walked step by step and smiled incrediblyly, "But later, I found that once I embarked on this road, I could only spend every day like this... Dance is all of my life, but maybe it is not my real dream. Think about it."

For her answer, Luo Hanfeng was obviously unexpected. The confusing starlight gathered in his gloomy black eyes, softly illuminating the whole face. So what is your real dream?

"Real dream?" She muttered to herself, thinking that the only comforting dream in the past years had now been broken, as if endless sadness suddenly surged to her chest. It turned out that she pretended to forget the wound she would not touch. When she remembered it again, it was still so painful. She resisted tears and answered with a wry smile, "The dream in my heart is very Childish..."

"Typ and listen!"

She smiled innocently and muttered, "I want to build a beautiful house on the hillside and plant flowers around the house..."

"It's really a little childish, but it's beautiful!"

"What about you? What do you really want to do?"

Bai Shu'an turned her head and found that he was looking at her attentively, facing the dark eyes. In this empty and dark attic, the yellow dust floated in the air. A breath, a step would make a sigh, just like this deep gaze, as if they had met each other. We have known each other for many years, and we have stayed together with this ancient house until now.

His kiss somehow fell on her lips, coldly, but burned her face. But he just stopped there and calmly implanted into her heart with the tip of his lips. She slowly opened her eyes and found that there was indescribable doubt and confusion in his staring eyes.

"Hey, who's there." A sudden voice immediately interrupted each other's thoughts. In a panic, she hurriedly pushed him away and stood up.

Looking at the sound, in the corner of the stage downstairs, an old man with white hair and even white eyebrows and beard stood at the corner of the stairs and shouted at them, "It's so noisy, you two little ghosts, what are you doing here? Why don't you go out quickly? This is not a playground, nor is it a place for you to fall in love. Let's go!" His harsh reprimand almost shook the floor of the stage.

Bai Shu'an bypassed the railing, walked down the stairs, and bowed slightly to him with a red face, "Sir, I'm really sorry to bother you. We are actually here to find someone..."

"Looking for someone? I'm the only old man here now!" The old man burst out her black eyes, with a mouthful of yellow teeth, and made a scary look. Her legs were Microsoft. She stepped back and almost fell down. Fortunately, she was supported by Luo Hanfeng, who followed her.

"Grandpa, do you know if Lin Manyin has ever performed here?"

"Lin Manyin?" The old man lowered his head and pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "The old man has been in charge of the gate here for 30 years. He has never heard of this name. Go quickly!"

"Do you know where Mr. Wang, the dean of this theater, lives?" Bai Shu'an asked unrelentingly.

"I don't know..." The old man suddenly shouted crazily, "You still don't leave. Do you want me to take a broom to coax me? Come on, go, I'm going to close the door."

In this way, they were kicked out. With the white-bearded old man slamming the door of the theater, he seemed to isolate all the news related to it in an instant.

The two stood quietly for a while and turned around and walked down the stone steps together. Bai Shu'an was in a trance. Suddenly, his feet slipped and his body fell back. Luo Hanfeng's eyes were fast. In a flash, his strong arms had firmly wrapped her in his arms.

The hot wind at noon blew away her long hair scattered in her ears, and the white skin between her neck was exposed. I don't know whether it was because of nervousness or distraction. Her chest jumped unevenly, and her stiff body did not dare to move.

The unique wood fragrance on his body floated into her nose, strangely flooding the anxious air around her. Suddenly, it seemed that people were in the jungle, and the surrounding environment was fresh.

She took a deep breath, straightened up, and looked up to meet his heroic face. He did not look away in a hurry as usual, but stared at her quietly. There were sparks in his deep eyes, like dazzling fireworks blooming at night, crackling...

Her face was red by him, and there seemed to be a warm current in the bottom of her dark heart... However, such a touching moment was quickly awakened by the chagrin of reality. She lowered her eyes and sighed softly. Seeing that her body was standing firmly, he also withdrew his hands, but there were still aftershocks in his eyes.

She coughed gently, and there was a trembling in her voice. "That old man is really strange. How could he not know where his dean's home is?"

Luo Hanfeng squeezed his lips and smiled, "So you still want to see Aunt Man in your heart." The coldness in the voice is gone, but there is an indescribable warmth. "Don't worry, as long as she is in Yuncheng, I will definitely help you find her in less than two days."

She did not answer, as if she didn't understand the entanglement in her heart, so she had to put away thousands of sorrows, settle down, and follow him to the dazzling carriage in the sun.