Chapter 841 Old things are like dreams
Ye Meng fell in love with that man.
The man's name is Li Cheng. He is a scholar. He likes opera and Ye Meng.
Since then, every time Ye Meng performed on stage, Li Cheng would definitely appear.
The two began to meet in private, and both thought they had found the love of their lives. Li Cheng made a promise to Ye Meng and said he would marry her.
But the good times didn't last long, and that's just this year.
The land of China was once again in turmoil, Japan invaded, and war broke out.
Li Cheng suddenly disappeared and never went to Man Yuan to listen to the opera again.
The invaders swept through the land of China at a terrifying speed, and an Japanese enemy army invaded Fengdu.
After the enemy troops entered Fengdu, they quickly took control of the city.
The invaders burned, killed, looted and enjoyed themselves here.
The enemy leader obviously didn't understand anything, but he wanted to imitate others and listen to opera. So he came to Manyuan in Fengdu, hoping to let Ye Meng sing on stage and drink and have fun with them.
Although Ye Meng is young, she knows what integrity is and knows that there are some things that cannot be done or done.
Ye Meng would rather die than perform on stage for the enemy.
But the enemy threatened the lives of everyone else in the garden. That day, everyone in the garden knelt at the door of Ye Meng's room, hoping that she could perform once.
Ye Meng went on stage crying, performed a show for his enemies, and drank with them.
The people in the garden did not die, but all survived.
Ye Meng saved them.
The invaders of Fengdu were driven away by the Chinese army not long after.
But since then, some rumors have begun to spread.
I don’t know who spread the news, maybe someone outside who is jealous of Ye Meng, or maybe someone in the garden.
Forcing Ye Meng to perform for the enemy is not a glorious thing.
So they had to discredit Ye Meng and insult her from the moral high ground, as if the person who was wrong was not them but Ye Meng.
The news spread, and Ye Meng took the initiative to sing for the Japanese invaders and accompany them to drink and have fun.
It seems that everyone has lost their mind and everyone believes these rumors, or maybe they only want to believe what they want to believe.
Reason is overwhelmed, and all that's left is to vent anger.
When Ye Meng performed on stage again, she was no longer greeted by bright red and applause, but by eggs and vegetable gardens. The original applause turned into unpleasant insults.
So Ye Meng stopped performing on stage. She was almost in despair, but she still held on to a glimmer of hope.
That man, Li Cheng's promise to her.
She thought that just waiting for him to come back, she would marry him and end all this.
Ye Meng waited and waited and waited.
Winter snow melts, spring grass grows, and fallen leaves turn yellow...
I don’t know how many rounds there were.
Ye Meng didn't know how long he had waited for the festive red silk to turn into a funeral white silk.
After all, she didn't wait for that man to come back.
…
The old woman had finished telling the story, and her cloudy eyes seemed to return to reality from memories.
Xu Qingyun, Mo Yanyu, and Jiang Youyou listened carefully to the story.
Jiang Youyou sniffed, eyes red, and said angrily: "It was Li Cheng who failed Sister Ye Meng. This man is a heartless man!"
"Sister Ye Meng, you obviously did nothing wrong."
"Why did he abandon Sister Ye Meng!"
Jiang Youyou looked excited.
"No, Li Cheng did not let Ye Meng down, he just couldn't fulfill his original promise." Old Mrs. Hu said as she gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Xu Qingyun, Mo Yanyu, and Jiang Youyou heard this and looked at Mrs. Hu.
Mrs. Hu continued: "As soon as the enemy invaded China, Li Cheng went to serve as a soldier. He wanted to protect his family and country and China."
"The matter was urgent and he didn't have time to notify Ye Meng."
"He went to the battlefield and killed many invaders."
"He wrote a lot of letters in the military camp. He thought that when he defeated the invaders and had time, he would send the letters to Ye Meng, or give them to her himself."
Hearing Mrs. Hu say this, Xu Qingyun's expression dimmed and he guessed the ending.
"Li Cheng finally failed to see Ye Meng again, and the letter he wrote to Ye Meng failed to be sent by himself, and he also failed to deliver it to Ye Meng in person."
"Li Cheng is dead. He died on the battlefield."
"When the news of Li Cheng's death in battle came back to Fengdu, when the letters he wrote to Ye Meng were sent to Manyuan."
"Ye Meng is dead. That news and those letters came seven days late!"
"Seven days ago, Ye Meng, wearing a red wedding dress, fell into a well."
Xu Qingyun, Mo Yanyu, and Jiang Youyou all fell silent when they heard such an ending.
Did Li Cheng let Ye Meng down? He did, but he didn't.
How desperate was Ye Meng before she died? She thought the whole world had abandoned her, even the man she liked.
Old Mrs. Hu got up from the recliner and entered the house tremblingly.
After a while, Mrs. Hu came out again, with a box full of time and weather in her hand.
Mrs. Hu opened the box and found two black and white photos inside. One was a young man in military uniform with a calm face, and the other was a beautiful woman in costume with a sweet smile.
In addition to photos, there are some letters in the box. The papers are all yellowed and old.
"The photo shows Li Cheng and Ye Meng. These letters were written by Li Cheng to Ye Meng. Ye Meng died before he could read these letters."
"I was wrong, I was wrong!"
"Back then, I was the one who knelt at the door of Ye Meng's room and forced her to perform for the enemy."
"How many years have passed and I still can't forget this."
"I'm going to die, but I still want someone to know the story of that year..."
Xu Qingyun took the box handed by Mrs. Hu.
Look at the two photos inside and the letters inside.
The letter wrote about Li Cheng's longing for Ye Meng, his love for her, his expectations for the future, his love for the country, and his determination to protect this land to the death...
Xu Qingyun seemed to have traveled through time and saw that patriotic young man in those turbulent years, defending his family and country and killing enemies on the battlefield, and that graceful figure on stage who was unparalleled, had a strong integrity, and dared to love and hate.
Jiang Youyou wiped the tears on her face.
Mo Yanyu's cold face was moved by it.
Xu Qingyun put the photos and letters away, looked at Mrs. Hu again and said, "I want to go see that courtyard house, which was the Man Yuan back then."
"Okay, come with me!" Mrs. Hu nodded gently, "I also want to take a last look at that place."
Jiang Youyou took the initiative to step forward and help Old Mrs. Hu.
The group of people came out and the door closed again with a bang.
It was already night at this time, it was completely dark, illuminated by dim street lights.
"It's been a long time since I went out for a walk." Mrs. Hu said softly.
The Eye of the Candle Dragon was opened, and Xu Qingyun stared at Old Mrs. Hu carefully.
In the dark night, Mrs. Hu only had a fire on her left shoulder.
The fire on the top of the head and on the right shoulder had been extinguished at some point.
As the saying goes, people have three fires, one on the head and two on the shoulders.
With the three fires in place, ghosts and evil spirits cannot invade.
Chapter completed!