In the evening of this day, on the stage of Liyuan, Pei Yanzhi wore a red dress with white sleeves and sang affectionately. I saw that he didn't paint drama makeup, but only smeared some heavy makeup on his face, which looked particularly gorgeous. There was no one on the side to play and sing for him, and he sang a cappella throughout the whole scene.

In the face of the threat of the Japanese army, he is going to sing "Peach Blossom Fan" tonight, and he wants to play the role of Li Xiangjun, who dares to love and hate, and does not hesitate to stain peach blossoms with blood.

That night, the long-quiet small county town resumed its former hustle and bustle, and the Japanese troops crowded into this small theater to drink and eat meat, talk and laugh freely.

Facing the Japanese guests in the audience, he was disdainful in his heart. straightened up and sang slowly:

"I once saw the warbler crying in the Jinling Jade Palace, and the flowers in the Qinhuai Water Pavilion bloomed early, who knew that it would be easy to freeze! Seeing him raise the Zhu Tower, seeing him feast guests, seeing his building collapse! ”

Before the opera was over, someone had thrown torches into the outer wall of the pear orchard, and a raging fire was burning in the garden. The fire was fierce, spreading everywhere it went, and the smoke was filled with scorched ruins.

But because the opera was too emotional, a group of Japanese soldiers in the front row were obsessed with it, applauding again and again, and constantly applauding.

It's night, and what is singing on stage is that I don't know what to do, and I go deep! Sitting in the audience are jackals, tigers and leopards, and evil ghosts are in charge.

By the time he reacted, the fire had already burned to the guests' seats, and now, neither did he advance nor retreat. It was only when the fire was getting closer and closer that the Japanese soldiers panicked. But when he looked back at the play on the stage, he saw that he was still calm, he sang sad and angry, and continued to sing:

"This moss and green tile pile, I have slept and slept well, and I have seen the rise and fall of fifty years. That Wuyi Lane is not surnamed Wang, the ghost of Mochou Lake cries at night, and the phoenix perches on the owl bird. The dream of the remnant mountain is the truest, the old realm is difficult to lose, I don't believe in this map change! ”

It wasn't until the last sentence of "Sing a set of "Mourning Jiangnan" and sing it with a sad voice until the old ......" that he was unable to fall to the ground, and this scene was considered a curtain call.

At this time, all the Japanese were burned to death. And at this time, a person crawled out from under the stage - Zixuan! She hurriedly ran to the stage, holding the dying Pei Yanzhi, she coughed while choking on cigarettes and cried: "Mr. Pei, Mr. Pei!" ”

Pei Yanzhi opened his eyes with difficulty, frowned slightly, and said weakly: "Didn't I let you go?" Why are you back again? ”

"I'm sorry, Mr. Pei, I lied to you, I didn't leave at all, I have been hiding under the stage." Because of the smoke, Zixuan's voice was hoarse, and her voice was a little hoarse.

Seeing Zixuan follow him in life and death and never give up, Pei Yan's heart was moved, and the words that had been hidden in his heart for so many years finally dared to blurt out. Because, he was afraid that if he didn't say it this time, he would never have a chance again.

Pei Yanzhi took a deep breath and smiled reluctantly: "Silly girl, have you always liked me?" ”

Zixuan nodded, but the tears still flowed down.

I like you, I like you, sir! I fell in love with you back when I first met you!

Zixuan answered over and over again in her heart.

"Then why didn't you tell me? However, it's too late. Pei Yanzhi said, then propped himself up, his hand gradually stroked Zixuan's fair face, and said softly: "Zixuan, let me tell you a secret, after you hear it, I guess you won't like me anymore." As he spoke, Pei Yanzhi was also smoked by the thick smoke and coughed violently.

"What?" Zixuan said softly, her tone still trembling slightly.

"In ancient times, there were women who lost their bodies and lost their reputation, and they couldn't get married. And I, as a man, Zixuan, do you mind if I am humiliated by other men? Although Pei Yanzhi was smiling, every time he mentioned it, there would always be a trace of regret and unwillingness in his heart.

"Sir, I don't mind! I know that my husband was forced to do nothing. Sir, I really don't mind......" Zixuan was already crying silently.

Don't mind? Pei Yan couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart: It turns out that you haven't minded all along, it turns out that I have always misunderstood you. However, such a thing is a shame for me! The reason why I don't dare to show my heart to you is because I am also afraid of being rejected, ridiculed, and even more afraid, being ridiculed! However, now it seems that I was overly worried.

"Okay, Zixuan, what else do you call me? Call me a feast! Pei Yanzhi also shed tears, and he slowly stretched out his hand to wipe away Zixuan's tears. When he was dying, he forced his breath and said with tears in his smile: "Zixuan, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life." Zixuan, you are like this, and you are fortunate to have three lives. If there is an afterlife, it will never be disappointed! ”

After finishing speaking, even though Pei Yanzhi was reluctant, he also understood that his limit was approaching! I can only be sorry for Zixuan.

With reluctance and remorse, he slowly closed his eyes, and his hand slowly slid down Zixuan's face.

Zixuan, since ancient times, the love of the Republic of China has been sad, the Republic of China can't wait for a rain for three years, and in my life, I can't wait, I will say to you personally, I love you!

- Pei Yanzhi

Zi Xuan watched Pei Yanzhi's cold corpse lying quietly in her arms, motionless. He shook Pei Yanzhi's body desperately, crying and shouting......

"No, you wake up, feast, wake up, feast......"

Yan Zhi, don't you die, I just waited for you to take the initiative to say that you like me, but why, why did you leave me in the next second after you finished speaking?

Yan Zhi, are you okay when you get up? Don't leave me alone! Yan Zhi ......

Zixuan was screaming silently in her heart, she looked at the corpse in front of her, and prayed over and over again in her heart: Yan Zhi, are you okay when you wake up? Yan Zhi, I beg you! You wake up and come and see me! Yan Zhi ......

The more I thought about it, the more painful my heart became, and the tears on my face kept slipping down like beads with broken threads.

I don't know how long it tossed, and I don't know how long it tossed like this, until the fire burned to the stage, and Zixuan was smoked and dumbfounded. She sat feebly on the ground, and the tears in her eyes were evaporated under the burning fire. She couldn't shed any tears anymore. Looking at Pei Yanzhi beside her, she lay quietly beside him and laughed softly: "Yanzhi, I'm here to accompany you!" ”

That's it, this smash hit drama in the Republic of China - Pei Yanzhi! Under the threat of the Japanese, he saved the people of a county with his own life. He sacrificed himself, and when he died, he was so heroic. His life is like fireworks in the sky, short and gorgeous. wrote his own legend in just half his life......

In 1937 (the twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China) in Jiangxi, an incredible news appeared in the newspaper.

The famous actor Pei Yanzhi, yesterday, in order to save the people of a county, died with the Japanese and was burned to death on the stage.

As soon as this newspaper came out, it immediately spread all over the country. All corners and alleys in Jiangxi are talking.

A secluded and dark place with a blood-yellow river flowing. Looking down from the top of the river, I feel that the river is bottomless, and under this calm river, I seem to be able to feel the waves at the bottom of the river, which is terrifying. But there were bright red flowers blooming on the river, which made Zixuan stunned.

Where am I? Zixuan muttered in her heart.

"Girl, don't look, you're dead, and now you're on this bridge. Girl, drink this soup, forget the past, and reincarnate! An old woman's voice rang out.

Zixuan turned around, a short cloth dress, and an elderly woman stood behind her. The old woman's back was a little hunched, her face was wrinkled, and she was old and ugly. Trembling slightly, the calloused hand held a small bowl with some liquid in it.

Zixuan looked at the bowl in the old woman's hand, and said secretly in her heart: This should be Meng Po soup.

She was stunned, and said incredulously: "You mean that I am dead, now, where I am located, is the Nai He Bridge, the Lechuan River, and the flowers on the other side are blooming on the other side, you are Meng Po, and the soup you let me drink is Meng Po soup?" ”

"Exactly!" The old woman smiled kindly.

"What about Pei Yanzhi?" Zixuan asked eagerly

"He died for saving countless people for the sake of justice. So, he has been reincarnated. Meng Po explained.

"Reincarnation?" Zixuan said incredulously

"Yes! So girl, you are about to drink Meng Po soup, go to reincarnation, don't delay the hour. Meng Po kindly reminded.

"No, I'm not going!" Zixuan refused, she lowered her eyes and said, "If both of us are reincarnated, we will inevitably forget the things of our previous life." He can forget, but I can't! He said, "In the afterlife, you will marry me." I'll have to wait for him. ”

She raised her head, looked at Meng Po with a resolute expression, and said, "So, I don't want to be reincarnated, let alone forget." ”

Meng Po just wanted to step forward to persuade her, but unexpectedly, as soon as Zixuan's voice fell, she was transferred to a big mountain.

"What a pair of infatuated men and women, deep love!" The mysterious female voice sounded again.

"Who are you?"

"I'm the one who wants to help you!"

"Why are you helping me?" Zixuan said vigilantly

"Don't be nervous, this favor is not for nothing. Actually, it's very simple, I can help you resurrect and make you immortal, so that you can wait for him to be reincarnated, and then come to him and stay with him for a hundred years! ”

Zixuan understood that there was no such thing as a free lunch, so she asked, "What about the conditions?" ”

"The conditions are simple! I just want you to go to Miao Jiang to learn the magic of witchcraft, and when the time comes, help me control a person. The woman said this very lightly, and there was no ill-intentioned heart in her tone.

"That's it?" Zixuan was skeptical.

"That's right, that's it!" The woman affirmed

Zixuan thought for a while and said warily: "Can you really help me?" ”

"If you are in doubt, you may as well walk a few steps into the cave, and you will see your body lying in the corner of the cave, which I rescued for you."

After Zixuan heard this, she walked forward a hundred steps, only to see her body lying in a corner cleanly as she said. And the corpse was still holding a small porcelain vase in his hand.

"What's in my hand?"

"That's Pei Yanzhi's ashes."

"Feast, feast's ashes!" After Zixuan heard this, she burst into tears again.

Looking at Pei Yanzhi's ashes, the sentence: You are like this, three lives are lucky! If there is an afterlife, it will never be disappointed! It seemed to be ringing in my ears again.

She cried for a long time, and struggled in her heart for a long time, before she secretly said in her heart: Yes, you can't forget! For the sake of this sentence, I must not forget. So, I can't go reincarnated! I must, I must wait for him, wait for him to marry me in the next life!

After emphasizing herself so repeatedly, she made up her mind: "Okay, I'll do this deal!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Zixuan saw a purple bead floating in the air. As if attractive, the bead combined Zixuan's soul with the corpse, and then hit Zixuan's body hard, and after a while, Zixuan was resurrected.

"Zixuan, from now on, you not only have spells, but also immortal and immortal bodies! Once a transaction has been initiated, it cannot be terminated. Take care of your own affairs in the next few days! I'll come back to you in a few days! At the end of his sentence, the voice disappeared.

Between the green mountains and green waters, where the clouds and rivers flow, Zixuan stands on the peak in white plain clothes. Looking at the beautiful scenery here, he said sadly: "Yanzhi, I'm here to see you off, here are green mountains and green waters, and it is a beautiful place!" Scatter your ashes here, and you can be cleaner. ”

After Zixuan finished speaking, she opened the cap of the bottle, poured out a handful of white ash and put it in her hand, and stretched out her hand to let it go with the wind......

Watching Pei Yanzhi's ashes scattered between heaven and earth, Zi Xuan suddenly recalled in her heart the time she had been with Pei Yanzhi. Although the time is short, it is the best memory of her life, and she can remember it for the rest of her life.

Your glorious years began in 1932, but in just five years, you passed away. I still remember the first time I saw you, you stood on the stage, a shocking glimpse, which I will never forget! When singing, your smile and smile are like a fairy to me, which makes me admire. But now, when I look at you again, you are like a fleeting meteor in the sky, coming slowly, going in a hurry, leaving only one promise in my life, and then disappearing. But fortunately, in my eyes, you are still so unparalleled in the world, and your elegance is peerless! Once in the Republic of China, you also had that brilliant life. I don't regret meeting you in this life, just this promise is enough for me to look forward to your return with my life......

- Zixuan

A year later, there was heavy snow in winter

Xiao Dengzi wore a robe and a horse coat, and carried a stack of dark coins and a pot of turbid wine to Pei Yanzhi's cemetery.

He squatted down, burning the dark coin, and said with a smile: "Senior brother! Senior brother has come to see you. Speaking of this, he sat on the ground, took a sip of turbid wine, sympathized with distress and mocked with a wry smile: "Senior brother, back then, when you were twenty years old, you collaborated with your senior brother on the song "Farewell My Concubine" and became famous in one fell swoop. And now, you and I are separated by heaven and man, and my senior brother wants to cooperate with you on a song, but it is even more difficult! ”

As he spoke, he took another sip of wine, and then drank bitterly one sip after another. After a long time, he stopped, and he smashed the flask heavily, drunken and angry, as if he had vented the pain he had endured in his heart for all these years.

He yelled: "Pei Yanzhi, you are stupid!" Do you think that if you become a hero in Jiangxi and save those people, they will be grateful to you? No, no, in their eyes, you are just a drama, an inconspicuous and lowly horn, no matter how good you sing, you can only be a horn! Even if you were a smash hit back then, even if you saved them, with the death of time, you can only gradually fade out of their sight, and you are buried alone in this deserted cemetery, a hundred years later, no one will know you, let alone remember you! Just like today, when I come to your grave, I am the only one! Speaking of this, Xiao Deng Zi stabilized his emotions and said calmly: "Pei Yanzhi, you were only twenty-five years old when you died, and you were in the prime of life, why did you give up your life for them?" Is it really worth it for you to do this? Speaking of this, Xiao Dengzi shed tears and walked forward without looking back.

The cold wind is howling, the snow is falling, and the white snowflakes fall on this cemetery, as if to cover up the sad past of the tomb owner, and as if to reveal the legendary life of the tomb owner......

The drama is ruthless, how do you know that the drama also has a heart?

- Chi Ling