kvmb Chapter 185 Blind Town (15)
Chapter 185 Blind Town (15)
Just as he was about to put the photo away, he heard hurried footsteps outside the door.
Xiao Huai stood up vigilantly and quickly restored all traces of movement. To be on the safe side, if the rouge didn't work, he hid behind the curtains.
There was the sound of a key turning outside the door, and Huo Dieyi pushed the door open and walked in.
"Ahhhhh!!"
The moment she came in, she grabbed her head and screamed.
Huo Dieyi threw the mask heavily onto the sofa, her eyes were white.
She messed up her hair like crazy, completely losing her previous elegant look.
If she hadn't still been wearing the green dress, Xiao Huai would have suspected that Huo Dieyi had been replaced.
Huo Dieyi clenched her fist and bit the tip of her thumb, even until it bled, but she still didn't stop.
The only sound in the quiet room was Huo Dieyi biting her nails.
She stopped only when blood slid down her lips into her mouth.
"Yang Nanqing, why can't I get through the fog? Why!" Huo Dieyi started banging the table, looking like he was going crazy.
Whenever she saw the group of players coming from Yang Mansion, she felt extremely jealous.
Why can they come and go freely and travel between the two places at will?
"My brother is dead...already dead. Can't this curse end? No one can escape from here, living in this cycle over and over again, in such agony. Nanqing, what will you give us in this life?"
Huo Dieyi stopped banging the table, lowered his head, stood up, stretched out his hands, and grabbed in the air twice.
Without the mask, she couldn't see anything clearly, but the more so, the more it reminded her of her pain.
She walked very slowly to the bookcase and searched for something on the shelf carefully and cautiously.
When she touched a thick notebook, the corners of her mouth rose slightly.
She took down the notebook, held it in her arms, and sat down next to the bookcase as if she had no energy.
My hands kept touching the cover of the notebook, opening it and feeling the notes on each page.
Xiao Huai was not far from the bookcase, and he could clearly see that the notebook contained Huo Dieyi's diary.
Although the specific content is unclear, it seems that every article is a confession to Yang Nanqing.
Love is so strong that it is about to overflow.
A tear fell from her right eye. "If I had known they were against you, I would have protected you a little more."
Would that change the ending?
In that case, will she still have the chance to see Yang Nanqing again?
Even though she knew that Yang Nanqing could never belong to her, as long as he looked at her from afar, it would be like before.
Just like before, she shone on the stage.
Huo Dieyi just wanted to pursue her.
She closed the notebook and wiped the tears from her eyes as she was about to put the notebook back.
She heard a voice.
"You want to go through the fog?"
"Who!?" Huo Dieyi looked around vigilantly.
Xiao Huai had already wiped off the rouge on her face and walked in front of her, handing her the mask she had thrown on the sofa.
Huo Dieyi frowned and put on the mask anyway.
She vaguely saw Xiao Huai's figure.
Why hadn't I noticed him before?
Xiao Huai was too lazy to explain this, "Shall we make a deal?" He smiled lightly.
Huo Dieyi snorted coldly: "Trade? What do you and I have in common? How can we talk about a deal?"
"Thick fog. Does this count as an intersection? You want to go through it. Why do you want to go through it?" He approached Huo Dieyi, "Because there is someone you want to see, and that person is locked in her own curse forever. You can't see her, right?"
Huo Dieyi was silent for a moment. Xiao Huai's tone was flat, but every word he said touched her heart.
After a long time, Huo Dieyi whispered, "How do you want to trade?"
Xiao Huai touched his chin: "My request may be troublesome."
"What's the meaning."
"Can you teach me how to perform Peking Opera?"
"Huh?" Huo Dieyi was stunned for a moment.
What the hell.
She had met many players who came from the Yang Mansion, and each of them wanted to extract information from her.
But I have never met anyone as weird as Xiao Huai.
"What's wrong? Is it hard to understand? I want to act. No, I want to become an actor who can perform on stage within a week."
Huo Dieyi's brow twitched beneath his mask. "Is this what you want?"
Xiao Huai nodded: "Well, it's quite troublesome. Being a teacher to a student with no basic knowledge is very tiring."
Since Huo Dieyi liked the way Miss Yang performed, she naturally had some knowledge of Peking Opera, and she was also the owner of Jinlemen.
You are qualified to be Xiao Huai's Peking Opera teacher.
"That's all, nothing else? Don't you want to ask me something about the Yang Mansion?"
Huo Dieyi asked back suspiciously.
Xiao Huai yawned lazily, his voice sounding a little lazy:
"If all those things were told by someone else, it would be boring, and some things would be distorted beyond belief after being passed down over and over again."
So he won't spend all his energy interviewing others.
Everyone has his or her own perception of things.
Do they embellish the truth or omit things to reflect their emotions?
The secular world tends to either over-glorify something or over-vilify it.
Xiao Huai squatted in front of her, supporting his chin with one hand: "Besides, there are some things that you don't know the truth about."
Huo Dieyi was stunned for a moment.
Xiao Huai seemed to see through her mask and see through her heart.
The reason why Xiao Huai said this is very simple.
Huo Dieyi once said, "If I had known they were against you, I would have protected you a little more."
The standard ending of regret, everything will be fine.
Why should she regret? Because she couldn't see clearly or understand certain things at that time.
So much so that now when I think about this incident, I only feel endless regret.
A soul contract appeared in Xiao Huai's hand.
The content of the contract was very simple. Xiao Huai would take Huo Dieyi through the fog, and Huo Dieyi would become his Peking Opera teacher.
The system even considerately enabled the text reading function for Huo Dieyi.
When Huo Dieyi came across the soul contract, he was slightly stunned. How could such a casual promise require such advanced props?
Xiao Huai saw her surprise.
"Don't worry, I'm a man of my word. No matter how big or small, as long as it's something I promised, I will bet everything on it to complete it."
When he said that, his voice was no longer lazy, but clear and clean.
For a moment, she seemed to see the dawn of sunrise, with a warmth that made people nostalgic.
Her knuckles trembled slightly and her brow softened.
He picked up the pen in the air and wrote his name stroke by stroke.
"I understand. From now on, please come to class on time every day."
"Okay, teacher." He extended his hand towards Huo Dieyi.
Smiling, he said, "Let me introduce myself formally. My name is Xiao Huai. I'm not a very bright student. I hope the teacher won't despise me too much."