Mo Bei looked at him and asked eagerly.

"Little girl, since you, as an audience member, have come to ask for it, how can we opera artists not fulfill your wish?"

She was excited: "Really, thank you, uncle, thank you."

Mo Bei turned back to look at him who was still sitting under the stage. Her eyes were wet and she smiled silly.

The old man saw her subtle expression, stood up and looked at the man wearing sunglasses and holding a guide stick under the stage. He didn't make too many guesses, he must be a blind man.

"Little girl, are you doing it for him? The person sitting under the stage."

The old man made it clear. She turned around and shook her head: "No...no..."

"Stop pretending. I have lived so long and I can clearly see that you are looking at him with worried eyes. Couldn't I have guessed it?"

Mo Bei smiled happily: "Uncle, I didn't expect you to see this."

He smiled and said: "Little girl, you are determined to accompany a blind man and take care of him without leaving. I am touched by you. He is so happy to have you by his side."

…

happiness

…

There is no happiness at all...

Mo Bei was silent and replied to him after a while: "Thank you, sir. Please help me arrange this performance again."

She just wanted to give him some money from her trouser bag, but he refused on the spot: "No, you and I are destined to be together. Since we both like this story of the White Snake, treat it as my gift to you."

She bowed and thanked her. Perhaps the best thing in the world is the warmth brought by society.

Returning to the stage, she touched her eyes with a tissue and sat next to him in a different mood.

"This time you were obedient and didn't run around."

Chen Shaoqing smiled slightly: "Really? I originally planned to run."

Mo Wei frowned: "Are you still running? What a bastard? Who will be responsible if you run away?"

Chen Shaoqing whispered back to her: "I won't run anymore. I can't run anymore. It's time to take a good rest. I've been running for three years and I'm tired."

She was at a loss and held his hand: "Mr. Chen, it's really great that you can understand. Please don't run around again in the future."

He sighed: "Isn't it really you? Ah Ha?"

He tested again, but the result of the test was another failure. For him, his heart was in chaos at this moment. Who is she?

Mo Wei replied to him: "How is that possible? My name is Xue Qing. I don't know any Ah Wei, but who is Mr. Chen's Ah Wei?"

She pretended not to know and asked him to avoid his suspicion.

Under the black sunglasses, no one could see what his eyes looked like at this moment. Only he knew that whenever he thought of her, his heart would hurt.

"Mr. Chen, please tell me. I'm very curious. Who is this A'lu of yours?"

Chen Shaoqing turned the guide stick in his hand: "She...she is my enemy, a woman who owes me a lot of debts!"

Listening to his words, Mo Wei felt melancholy and helpless at the moment: It turns out that I am like this in your heart. I am your enemy and a woman who owes you a debt.

On the stage, the troupes began to prepare and walked onto the stage one after another.

Mo Bei looked at him wearing sunglasses, isolated from the world, with a suddenly cold expression, and felt extremely regretful in her heart for all the things she had done to him.

Li Dongyuan was right, an apology could not erase the hatred in his heart.

Three years ago, he loved her so much, but from the moment she betrayed him, he hated her so much.

"Mr. Chen, has Ah Hai always been your enemy?" She continued to make it up, fearing that he would doubt her again.

"Just listen to the show, don't talk about this anymore, she is already dead to me."

"..."

In silence, Mo Bei lowered her head and sat on the chair next to him.

She really wanted to say sorry to him in front of him one day, but now it seemed that it would be difficult for her to have the chance to tell him again.

Time passed by little by little, and after the complete play ended, it was already sunset.

Seeing how immersed he was in listening to the opera, Mo Lei couldn't bear to disturb him. At this time, her stomach was already fighting against her, and she felt hungry.

Chen Shaoqing seemed to have noticed something was wrong with her. She, who loved to talk, didn't say a word after the play ended.

"Miss Xueqing?" He called her softly.

"Well, I'm here."

Mo Bei held her stomach and her tone was trembling when she answered his words.

Chen Shaoqing realized her problem and asked worriedly: "What's wrong with you? What happened?"

She smiled: "It's okay, I'm just hungry and a little achy. Don't worry, Mr. Chen. You'll be fine after a rest."

Chen Shaoqing was stunned.

God, the person you sent to me looks like her!

…

Chen Shaoqing sympathized with her, and Mo Bei thought he would be angry, but he waited for her to feel a little more comfortable and then let her help him to leave the stage.

Mo Bei asked him: "Why are you leaving? Don't you want to listen to other operas?"

Chen Shaoqing had an indifferent expression: "I'm hungry. Let's go eat first and then talk after eating."

When Mo Bei heard him say that she was going to eat, she smiled happily, touched her belly and supported him. Chen Shaoqing could feel her smiling, and for some reason, the corners of his mouth also rose a little.

There were many food stalls in the temple fair. Mo Bei wanted to find a shop and have something to eat, but he didn't want to. He passed by the food shops and asked her what they had in them.

Mo Bei was speechless to him. She was just looking for a place to eat. Why did she become so picky after arriving here? She looked at him helplessly, walked past the snack bar and introduced him to what was available there.

When they walked to a spicy hotpot snack stall, Mo Bei didn't tell him what it was, so he told her directly: "This is what I'm eating. I haven't eaten in a long time."

She was stunned, it turned out that he still remembered her favorite food.

"Mr. Chen, do you want to eat this?" Mo Bei asked.

He nodded: "When I ate it before, I thought this was delicious. Let's eat this today. What do you think, Xueqing?"

Of course, Mo Bei had nothing to refuse. Since he wanted to eat, he decided on this food stall.

Helping Chen Shaoqing sit down, she called the waiter at the food stall and asked, "How do you charge for the spicy hotpot here?"

"Girls charge by the kilogram. You can choose by yourself, or we can choose for you." The waiter at the food stall introduced carefully.

Chen Shaoqing: "Please help me choose. I can't see and I don't know what's delicious."

The waiter looked at him wearing sunglasses and holding a cane, and saw his inconvenience and replied: "Okay sir."

At this moment, Mo Wei said to the waiter naturally and habitually: "Excuse me, put less chili pepper in one portion and no sesame sauce."

Chen Shaoqing was surprised: "Miss Xueqing, I haven't told you whether I eat chili peppers, how come you know so well?"
Chapter completed!