I asked the driver to drive all the way to the cemetery in the north of the city, just because she wanted to see Lu Lingqiu's cemetery.
"Extra number, extra number. Wang Mingjiu, who has been searching for many days, mysteriously disappeared, and the unsolved case of the century is about to be born!"
"Extraordinary number, extra number. The Anti-Smoking Meeting of All Nations is about to be held!"
People rushed to the street and gathered around the newsboys to grab newspapers. The scene was extremely lively. Everyone was talking about it, but they didn't know that Wang Mingjiu had left the city for a while. Now the search has not given up. All entrances on the streets and alleys are intercepted, and they are still blocked.
One person per vehicle, everyone must be inspected.
Wang Renqiu and I were driving in the car, turning a deaf ear to the sounds and scenes outside the window. In fact, we are both sensible people, and the world outside the window was like a farce. At this moment, all I could think about was Lu Lingqiu.
That moment of quiet loss on the stage will always be fixed in my mind. He was always happy because he died for the one he loved, and she felt that she deserved her death.
They are all poor women.
Our car drove through several icy streets, with fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road. The car drove all the way to the front gate of the cemetery in the north of the city. Wang Renqiu and I got out of the car, and after communicating with the administrator of the cemetery, we took roses with us.
, it is said that Lu Lingqiu loved roses the most during her lifetime.
Although it was broad daylight, the entire cemetery garden seemed particularly quiet and eerie.
Under the guidance of the cemetery administrator, we quickly found the new tomb. The construction of the cemetery seemed very simple. It was not built with luxurious bricks, but with a pile of loess. It is impossible to imagine this.
It was once the tomb of a world-famous Liyuan Queen. No one thought that her tomb was as simple as that of ordinary people. It seems that her family did not have the most understanding of her. There was still a lot of soil and debris scattered around the tombstone.
On the stone tombstone were written a few simple characters: The Tomb of Lu Lingqiu. These scrawled characters could not imagine that this was the final destination of a generation of famous actors.
When I saw this tombstone, I felt panic and sadness in my heart. A certain sense of guilt deep in my heart intensified. Although the tomb was right in front of me, I couldn't believe that this was the once beautiful and charming person who loved me so much.
A beautiful woman who flies into the flames... He loved Na Jintang so passionately that he gave up everything for him.
But I vaguely felt in my heart that her death had a lot to do with me.
She could have married and lived the life of a down-to-earth young lady from a rich family. What kind of group of people did they belong to? I don't know, are you like Bai Wei, a person who sacrificed for a certain goal?
The sky is like a horned dragon, and the earth is like a chessboard. Everyone is just a small chess piece in the cage or on the chessboard. Whether they are pawns, artillery or execution orders, all these pawns serve the commander. No
The chess pieces that use value will be discarded sooner or later. Only the chess pieces that use value can continue to live on the chessboard. The so-called "losing the rook to save the commander" only exists in the chessboard we see, it also exists in every corner of the world.
It affects everyone's actions. Will I also become someone else's pawn?
And Lu Lingqiu is just a woman who seeks death for love. Will the man who loves her still remember her dedication?
I'm a little afraid to think about it anymore. Over the years, since I came from the orphanage, I have become accustomed to never giving up in the face of any difficulties. I have become accustomed to solving difficulties with violence, cheating and abducting others, and beating others.
I have been beaten by others, I have killed others, I have almost been killed by others, all kinds of experiences are like a kaleidoscope. Fortunately, I, Xiao Ma Liu and the others have been supporting each other, taking every step.
Looking back now, if it weren't for the constant support and indulgence of Jintang, and the strong support of friends like Song Song, Wang Mingwen, and Bai Wei, maybe I would have been lying in a pit here.
, this tombstone may have fewer inscriptions, it may only say: Tomb of Cat Jiujiu.
How much can an orphan accomplish?
It is difficult to determine what will happen in life's destiny. It is because of too many impermanences and too many changes that life becomes weird. How to do it? How to live? I fell into a tangle that I couldn't answer.
Wang Renqiu let out a long sigh: "If I hadn't been so competitive at the time, I think you would have survived, sister. The struggle between men is far more cruel than we imagined. They will only use our women's competition to achieve their goals.
The balance of their faces. I really regret why I challenged her at that time."
I shook my head silently, knowing that there were some things that she couldn't explain. This was a chessboard that had been planned for a long time, and Wang Renqiu was also a piece on the chessboard. When Lu Lingqiu's piece fell, the ending had already happened.
Anticipated. Link after link, link after link, the chess player has already understood the result of the chess game. Of course, including Lu Lingqiu who participated in this game, she is not a chess player.
From the beginning to the end of this game of chess, only Wang Renqiu and I were the only ones who really didn’t know. If I didn’t understand the final meaning of this game, I don’t know how I would feel about facing this matter.
Maybe it was fear and avoidance, but I felt sad for a while: "The world is like a situation, and the situation is new."
Wang Renqiu shook his head and asked in confusion: "Why do the final retributions of men's struggles fall on us women? Why is it so unfair?" I was speechless after hearing this.
Wang Renqiu looked at Lu Lingqiu's tombstone. She squatted down and burned some paper money, bowed three sticks of incense, and sprinkled some good wine. She felt sad and began to cry again. Her clothes were wet with tears. She cried.
He said softly to the tombstone: "Sister, you were once the real Queen of the Pear Garden, and she became famous earlier than us. But I know that although you have always disliked me, I am not convinced. But I know that this is only in my industry.
It's just a fight, a play on our stage. In fact, in the final analysis, we were both sold to the opera house when we were young. Didn't we suffer a lot from childhood to end up like this? Didn't we watch carefully?
The other people's expressions are just to make others happy and spend their lives in peace with each other. Originally, we all had a reasonable destination, but it's a pity that it seems like it's just a dream now."
After saying that, she spilled a glass of wine on the loess and said piously: "Sister, you have to drink well and eat well there. We both came from poor backgrounds and were both canaries imprisoned by others twice. You have no worries.
Let's go there cleanly. We should be happy when we get there..."
She then poured a second glass of wine into the loess, and said in a sullen tone: "It's a pity, sister, no one in this world really treats us actors as human beings. No matter how high we are, we are just playthings. If there is any trouble,
I just threw it away, and no one would really love me anymore. People say actors are ruthless, but I think the truly ruthless ones are those men..."
She then poured a third glass of wine into the loess and continued to mutter to herself: "Sister, I really can't help you. When you challenged me to hold a Double Autumn Party, I really couldn't
I should answer you. I thought you were trying to challenge my status at first. I never thought that I would end up harming you this far. Sister, you are the same. Why should you compete with juniors like us? If I had known earlier, I would have let you go.
If you win, I won't argue with you. No one can stand up to the low-level people on the stage, so who can look down on the other? Sister, I really regret it. You know better, don't bear any grudge against me anymore...Sister,
If I still have the next year, I will burn incense and worship Buddha for you every year."
She smiled bitterly and said: "Sister, maybe I won't be able to see you again in the future. There is another version of the ending of this matter. This is the house where I was settled in the countryside by Huo Zhuoshan. Maybe we say goodbye here. It turns out that we are not enemies.
Friends, if you are born in this troubled world, don’t join the pear orchard business, stop being a woman and become a man, don’t live a wronged life because of me, one day we will also be willing to live openly and freely, and never sit in a cage in the next life.
The canary.”
"Third Grandma, please forgive me and accept the change." I persuaded her. I looked at her and saw that her eyes were full of loss and helplessness. She let out a long sigh, bowed deeply to the tombstone, and wiped the corners of her eyes.
Tears stained, she carefully wiped the tombstone clean with a handkerchief.
She stood in the wind, like a person with a soul. She suddenly asked me: "Mao Jiujiu, do you know why I died in Lu Lingqiu?"
I didn't know how to answer her, so I could only avoid the important issue and say, "She must have been coerced to death by someone else."
"Who knows if he is willing? As if for others?" Wang Renqiu's yearning appeared: "At that time, there were only Wang Mingjiu and her on the stage, and I only lasted one minute of performance. Normally,
She will find that the order is different, but she did not interrupt like this, or she already knew how to continue acting. Wang Mingjiu is such a man that really makes people's hearts beat. Maybe they really were deeply in love with each other. I feel pale.
Regarding my body, I have never encountered any real love from a man. The real pity is me..."
Halfway through the words.
At this time, there were several workers standing in front of this. The oldest one asked me: "Are you their friends or their family members? It's really pitiful that no one will care about this after it is repaired."
I looked at them in confusion: "What are you doing here?"
The workers responded humbly: "We were entrusted by a young master. He spent a lot of money to repair the tomb, and gave us the most luxurious ceramic tiles. We would also plant some pine cone trees around it.
There are roses planted under the tree, and a lamp needs to be built next to the tree. It is said that the mistress inside the tomb is afraid of the dark. This is the first time we have received such a large-scale order, which shows how serious the people who worked on this project are.
Heavy."
My whole body felt like this person was someone I knew well. Was it Wang Mingjiu or Jin'er? In this troubled world, who else would miss her so much? I looked at the worker blankly and asked: "
What would this mysterious man have his tombstone say?"
"We have already engraved the contents of the tombstone. It says: Lu Lingqiu, a famous actress of a generation, Li Meiting."