Chapter 70 The Peony Pavilion

It's over, Barbie Q is gone.

When Shi Ling stood up, his head was confused.

After class, she turned to the senior student next to her who was still immersed in the laughter, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? Where did you get this weird answer for me?"

Senior A Pia looked innocent. "The answer I copied is two weeks! When you copied it, didn't you change some words to synonyms to avoid it being exactly like Yu Chen's?"

Shi Ling realized it belatedly, suddenly woke up, and felt heartbroken.

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Huang Yafei's family has been urging her to go on blind dates recently. She has made excuses for being busy with work and has refused several times. Unable to resist, she had no choice but to give in and add them on WeChat to chat.

Originally it was just to please the elders, but as they chatted, Huang Yafei found that they got along quite well. The other party worked in the arts and had a good literary background. He could talk about poetry, songs, novels and operas. He also said that the photos in her circle of friends had a very Republican temperament, like a beauty wearing a cheongsam who walked out of the Republic of China.

So after get off work that Friday, she made an appointment to meet the other party offline.

Huang Yafei is not as resistant to love as before.

The offline meeting place was a bit far away, so Huang Yafei took a short nap with her head rested in the car.

After an unknown amount of time, she was awakened by the noisy and bustling sounds around her. When she opened her eyes, she found that everything around her had changed.

The original modern skyscrapers suddenly turned into a Republican-style street, surrounded by European-style villas. Coming and going on the street were common people in old-fashioned cloth, beauties in cheongsams, men in suits and ties, and girls in Western-style skirts.

Even the car she was sitting in turned into a rickshaw.

Huang Yafei was slightly stunned. This was an era when new and old ideas collided with each other. There were many ups and downs in the foreign concessions, as well as wars and the ups and downs of China.

The rickshaw stopped, and the driver wiped his sweat and said to her, "Miss, we have arrived at the theater."

Huang Yafei then realized that she was still wearing the same ink-and-wash cheongsam that she had worn to class today, and carrying a bag in her hand, which were all styles of this era.

She looked at the theater in front of her and couldn't help but walk in.

There were already many people sitting in the theater, and the Qingyi and Huadan actors were singing Kunqu Opera on the stage.

"It turns out that all the beautiful flowers are in bloom, but now they are all left to the broken wells and dilapidated walls. What can we do about the beautiful scenery? Who can enjoy the joyful experience in the yard..."

As a Chinese teacher, Huang Yafei is very familiar with this, as she is performing Tang Xianzu's Peony Pavilion.

She sat in the front row to listen to the opera. In modern society, various films and short videos are popular, and traditional culture such as Kunqu Opera has long been shelved and become intangible cultural heritage. Few people will understand it, and young people will not listen to it.

It was also Huang Yafei's first time to listen to Kunqu Opera. She thought it would be boring, but unexpectedly, she was unknowingly drawn into it.

He was heartbroken when Du Liniang died of lovesickness, happy when Liu Mengmei met Du Liniang's wandering soul, worried when Liu Mengmei was misunderstood by Governor Du, and cried when Du Liniang came back to life and he and Liu Mengmei finally got married.

"Love arises from nowhere, yet it lives on forever. The living can die, and the dead can live..."

Before I knew it, the show was over.

The lights flickered, and light and shadows cycled all around. When Huang Yafei came to her senses, she found herself standing on the stage, wearing the Kunqu opera costume of Du Liniang.

Liu Mengmei on the opposite side was rolling up her sleeves and gently stroking her face.

Huang Yafei sensed something was wrong and wanted to push the person away, but her body fell uncontrollably into Liu Mengmei's arms.

It was so strange, she seemed to be Du Liniang at this moment, and her emotions were out of control.

The curtain fell at some point, and the audience was gone. The sound of artillery fire could be heard in the distance, and the surrounding area was filled with the roar of fire. The person holding her had turned into dry bones at some point.

The pitiful bones by the Wuding River are still the person in the spring girl’s dream.

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Good night~

(End of this chapter)