梁复生日的月份,傅玉成去北京参加交流会,回来当天刚好赶到.他和梁福下飞机后约定见她,一起去梁家庆祝.在舞蹈团里,傅玉成认识了周潭.傅玉成跟她打招呼,问梁夫人在哪儿.周潭见他手里拿着一束花,笑道:"上去找吧.大概是在办公室里.傅玉成之前来看梁复,知道她的办公室在六楼,所以直接上去了.门没锁,灯没关,袋子在桌子上,但没人.梁复的办公桌很干净,东西也很少.旁边有一小盆绿色植物和一张婚纱照.他坐了下来等了一会儿,梁复却没有上来.电话打了,但没人接听.傅玉成点了一支烟,走到窗前,稍微打开了一下.剧院里的游客纷纷离开,聚集在楼前的广场上,然后分成两组,一组直接离开,另一组去旁边的停车场.傅玉成嚼了一口烟,掏出手机继续拨响梁复的号码.他看着楼下熙熙攘攘的人群,突然停了下来.人群中,他看到了梁福.在一起很久的人,光看她的轮廓就能认出她,更何况六楼还不高,所以他可以清楚地看到她穿着一身酒红色的连衣裙.在人潮中,她急忙环顾四周.无数人从她身边掠过,冲向下一个目的地,但她的目光却没有明确的焦点.她只是一张一张地扫视着面孔,识别,搜索,识别,再搜索.她急得傅玉成忍不住去找她,尽管他不知道她在找谁.难怪这个窗户视野极佳,连停车场都能看得清清楚楚.傅玉成环顾四周,顿了顿.有一辆汽车停在那里,一辆吉普大切诺基的标志性前部背对着剧院门.车后躲着一个穿着白衬衫的男人,埋着头抽烟.这可能是一种直觉.躲在车后面的人和急于找人的人构成了一个完整的场景.在任何电影中,这都是非常戏剧化的场景.傅玉成不确定这个人是魏勋,但他想起了邵磊很久以前和他聊的那句话,颇为不合时宜.即使当时他分心了,一些关键信息仍然像楔子一样击中了他的脑海.:谁能想到,当年一个小保安,现在竟然是个大警察...不管停车场里的人是不是韦迅,傅玉成都挺确定的,至少在这一刻,他绝不是梁复故事中找别人的"英雄",而只是一个旁观者.离开会场的人数逐渐减少,梁福站在楼前的空地上,感觉很迷茫.停车场的男人抽完烟,打开车门,坐上驾驶座.良久,梁复似乎确定,今晚注定是徒劳的.她转过身,慢慢地向办公楼走去.直到那时,大切诺基才终于启动,在钴黄色的灯光下开走了.傅玉成掐灭了香烟,在梁复办公桌前的办公椅上坐了下来.他闭上眼睛,等了大约两分钟,门才被推开.梁复吓了一跳,"...你什么时候来的?"我刚到,给你打电话,你却不接.""没听见."梁福走过来,把桌上的东西拿了回来,口红,化妆镜,墨镜...傅玉成按住她用来往包里塞东西的手,看着她.就像一个还没有离开节目的女演员,迷茫依然留在她的眼里.傅玉成淡淡一笑:"怎么了?你这么慌张吗?Liang Fu just shook her head without explaining, and she didn't even bother to make up a lie.Fu Yucheng stood up and stuffed the bouquet of flowers he bought into her arms, "I'll wait for you outside. Once you've packed up, go downstairs."After arriving in the car, Liang Fu finally returned to her usual state. She took out the gift box from the back seat and showed Fu Yucheng the birthday gift she received today.Fu Yucheng seemed to be listening but not listening.Liang Fu seemed to be aware of it. She put away the gift box, took down the bouquet placed on the center console, and asked him with a smile: "You came here from the airport in such a hurry, why did you buy me flowers?"Fu Yucheng glanced at the flower and said flatly: "I saw a float on the road and bought it casually."When Fu Yucheng and Liang Fu arrived, it was already very late.After dinner, Fu Yucheng went to chat with Liang Andao, while Liang Fu found Liang Bijun in the study.She closed the study door, walked to Liang Bijun, and leaned against the desk.Liang Bijun had a lot of work emails to deal with, so he raised his head and looked at her, "What's wrong?""Auntie, let me ask you something."Seeing that she looked a little anxious, Liang Bijun closed the notebook and looked at her."At that time, you and my parents, did you know the whereabouts of Wei Xun?"Liang Bijun was surprised, "...Isn't this your reverse scale? Why did you suddenly mention it today?""Auntie, answer me."Liang Bijun looked at her calmly, "I have said this countless times. Whether you believe it or not, we did not threaten Wei Xun back then. Before he left without saying goodbye, your father found him and met him once. .The key is, do you dare to ask your father, Wei Xun, if he has received any money from him?""...I just want to ask, do you know his whereabouts later?" She was watching a performance on the second floor tonight. In the infield area on the first floor, she saw a person who looked very similar to Wei Xun. She chased him out but failed. turn up."I don't know. Whether you are dead or alive, does it still have anything to do with you now?" Liang Bijun stood up, clasped Liang Fu's shoulders with both hands, and whispered: "Liang Fu, it was you who said that at that time, you have to prove it to me Look, you can still live a happy life away from the stage. Why do you mention Wei Xun for no reason? Where do you put Xiao Fu?"Liang Fu pursed her lips and remained silent.Liang Bijun's eyes grew colder, "It seems that what I said is right. You don't want to prove that you will be happy, you just want to prove that your choice is right. You even want to prove the correctness of choosing Fu Yucheng to disprove that Wei Xun You are not wrong in this matter either.""These are completely different things! I married Fu Yucheng because I loved him."Liang Bijun looked at her quietly with pity in his eyes, "I asked my brother to take you to see a psychiatrist. He said no. He said that for a confident and public person like you, there is no need to worry. Afu, you really have the time to love now. Alone? Are you... too busy? "Busy being a teacher, busy taking those boring home economics classes, busy telling everyone how happy and perfect her marriage is.Liang Fu seemed to feel that she couldn't continue talking, so she broke away from her hand, turned around and left.Liang Bijun did not catch up and said to her back: "Liang Fu, you can't cure a disease by hiding it and refusing treatment."Liang Fu had walked to the door. Before opening the door, she turned around and said with a smile, "I'm not sick. I was the best before and now."This night, I got home in the early morning.The two of them were tired from traveling and traveling, so they fell asleep after taking a shower.After sleeping until midnight, Fu Yucheng got up to drink water, but found that Liang Fu was not in the bedroom. When I went out to look for her, I found her lying on the sofa. The floor lamp next to the sofa was turned on, turned to just enough brightness that I could see. Her arms dropped and her phone fell to the ground, the screen still on.Fu Yucheng picked up his phone and glanced at the screen. He saw a Weibo homepage with single-digit number of fans and followers. He didn't click in to take a look. He locked the phone and reached out to push her shoulder. When he saw the tears on her face, he stopped.Finally, he put his cell phone on the armrest of the sofa, sat on the wooden floor, and quietly looked at the sleeping face under the lamp, unstained by lead, and extremely innocent.Fu Yucheng couldn't count how many times he felt so powerless.After a long time, he stood up, pretending that he was also asleep, woke Liang Fu up, and urged her to go to the room to sleep to avoid catching a cold.After Liang Fu went back to the room and fell asleep, Fu Yucheng, who couldn't fall asleep anymore, took his mobile phone from the bedside table. After all, it was difficult for him to suppress his curiosity, so he opened Weibo and entered the account he had just glanced at.He clicked on it and flipped through a few items, and he was sure it was Liang Fu's trumpet.Because no one pays attention to it, this account is her tree hole, where she posts a lot of content that is unclear but negative and depressing. Together, they build a sand tower riddled with holes. The child who built the sand tower was not happy because she had just updated her Weibo an hour ago, saying: "Afraid of being seen by the audience with an ugly crying face, the clown put on a smiling mask."
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Liang Fu's office is on the sixth floor, close to the theater. As soon as it gets dark, you can see the theater's glass windows light up one by one, and the audience comes in one after another.In the past, this was one of her favorite parts before a performance, but at that time, she was in the lounge on the second floor and did not have such an excellent view overlooking the overall situation.There was a knock on the door, Liang Fu answered, and Tan Lin pushed the door open and entered.Liang Fu turned to look at her, locked her phone and put it in her coat pocket, leaning against the window sill, "What's the matter?""Director Chen said that a big sponsor will come to visit next week, and he hopes that we will come to receive him then.""I'll forget it."Tan Lin looked at her with a troubled expression, "...Teacher Liang, do you have any objections to me...?" She seemed to have been holding back these words for a long time, and she didn't want to say it out loud. Probably at the last press conference, Liang Fu left the venue willfully and early, which still made her worried.Liang Fu laughed, "You are my student, how can I have a problem with you? I told Director Chen that I won't bother to come forward for this kind of thing in the future. He promised me that you would just reply to If he doesn't, I'll go tell him myself.""But..." Tan Lin was still making her final push, "That person wanted to see you by name. He said he was your loyal audience and had been silently supporting him without disturbing you. If you don't come forward, he will withdraw his request. Donations from the dance group."Liang Fu didn't like such emotional kidnapping, but when it came to the operation of the dance troupe, it was hard to be arrogant. She frowned and turned to look out the window, "What day is next week?""Wednesday.""knew."Tan Lin glanced at her and said, "Then I'm going to prepare for the stage, Teacher Liang.""Come on for the show tonight."Tan Lin closed the door and went downstairs to the lounge on the second floor. She shared a room with two or three key members of the group. When she sat down to touch up her makeup, the actor resting next to her asked her, "Have you persuaded Teacher Liang?"Tan Lin said "hmm".She laughed and said, "She is quite difficult to deal with. Thank you for your hard work."Tan Lin remained silent, and moved closer to the mirror, using a cotton pad to remove a little mascara from under her eyelids. She heard the actor say again: "It is normal for the old and the new to succeed each other. People who have been to high places, on the contrary, It's hard to accept this truth. Not everyone can be like Teacher Yang, who can let go of his delusions and sincerely help others.""Don't say that, Teacher Liang taught me everything he could.""Really?" She smiled vaguely.Wednesday happened to be the wedding anniversary of Liang Andao and Zhang Pingyu. Zhang Pingyu valued this day more than his birthday.During the day, Liang Fu went to work as usual. When she arrived at the dance troupe, she met Director Chen from the Propaganda Department walking in a hurry, and then she remembered that she had a meeting with Lao Shizi today.Director Chen pointed to the stairs and asked her to go directly to the conference room on the third floor, saying that the person had already arrived.Liang Fu pushed open the door of the conference room and sat at the conference table near the door. She turned around and looked straight at her, "Hello, Miss Liang." He is in his teens, has an upright face, and it is hard to tell what kind of business he is in, but he has a peaceful and calm temperament.Liang Fu has seen this person before.In past performances, he always sat in the first row, third to the right of the center. She only had time to look down the stage when the show ended. The more times she did it, the more she remembered this special audience who never went to the stage to lay flowers or go backstage to ask for autographs.Liang Fu was surprised when she suddenly met in such a situation. For a moment, she felt unreasonable shame in her heart.The man handed over a business card, and Liang Fu took a look at it. His name was Lu Songyun, and he had the title of CEO in front of it."As an audience member, you can just enjoy the dance in the audience. You shouldn't have disturbed me rashly. Please forgive me for my rudeness, Ms. Liang.""Mr. Lu, please sit down and I'll serve you some tea."On rare occasions when Liang Fu was serving tea and water to others, she didn't even know where the tea leaves were in the tea room, so she found half a can of Yunwu tea after someone pointed her out, specifically to entertain distinguished guests.She served the cup of hot tea filled with smoke, sat down opposite Lu Songyun, and placed her hands on the conference table. She felt a rare sense of anxiety, like a student who had forgotten to do his homework during the summer vacation and was being questioned by the teacher.It was obviously Lu Songyun's order, and no one came to the conference room to disturb him. The door was half open, and there was silence outside. At this time, all the actors must be in the practice room.Lu Songyun took a sip of tea and put down the tea cup, as if he was just fulfilling the procedure, "Miss Liang, are you not going to dance?""...Can't jump anymore.""That's really a pity. I have been waiting for more than two years and have been looking forward to the day when Miss Liang returns to the stage.""Sorry to disappoint you."Lu Songyun looked at her with a bit of regret in his expression, but he was not aggressive, "Forgive me for asking one more question, is it because I can't go on stage at all, or...""Which of my plays does Mr. Lu like best?""I'm a layman, and I probably still like "Swan Lake" the most.""At least I can't dance in "Swan Lake"." Liang Fu said calmly. Facing such a sincere audience, she couldn't help but feel calm."Perhaps Miss Liang has considered trying other dance styles?"Liang Fu shook her head and said stubbornly: "If it's not ballet, it's meaningless."Lu Songyun looked at her, his eyes seeming to say that young people always tend to speak absolutely. But he is a man of grace and will not guide others' lives without authorization. "I heard that Miss Liang is a teacher in the regiment.""Yes, the Tan Lin you are going to meet is my student."Lu Songyun slowly shook his head, "I have also watched Tan Lin's performances. Although you are her teacher, your styles are different. Please forgive me for speaking directly. I cannot appreciate her performance that is too purposeful. Performance style. This year, I will still sponsor as usual, but I cannot guarantee the situation next year. A stage without Miss Liang is meaningless to me."Liang Furang's words made her throat choke, "...I understand you. Thank you for your support over the years."Lu Songyun stood up, the cup of tea still wafting slightly hot, "I'm busy with work, so I'll take my leave and won't meet with Miss Tan. Please apologize to her on my behalf."Liang Fu sent Lu Songyun to the stairs. He walked in front and suddenly turned around, "Leaving the stage, is Miss Liang living a happy life now?"Liang Fu almost subconsciously put a flawless smile on her face, "I'm married and I'm very happy now."Lu Songyun looked at her, still with that straight gaze, but she felt ashamed for a moment, her smile was almost unbearable, and she barely managed to keep her eyes from averting her eyes.Lu Songyun's car was in the parking lot. Before getting in the car, Lu Songyun said: "I hope that next time we meet again, you will be on the stage and I will still be your audience." He reached out and took out a thin envelope from his pocket. .After Lu Songyun's car drove away, Liang Fu opened the envelope and found a piece of yellow paper.The applause at the curtain call that year immediately rang in her mind, recalling the sweat on her face dripping down her collarbone and the dazzling stage lights. She looked at the packed auditorium, and her heart ached with joy.It was the ticket for her premiere of "Swan Lake" when she was eighteen years old, and it was carefully treasured for eight years.Fu Yucheng got off work and went to the dance troupe to pick up Liang Fu and go to Liang's house for dinner.Fu Yucheng saw that Liang Fu was a little absent-minded throughout the whole process, as if she was trying her best to cope with the festive atmosphere. She even left the wedding anniversary gift for her parents in the office.After returning to the car, Fu Yucheng reached out and pinched her fingers gently, "What's wrong? It seems like you are not in a high mood today."Liang Fu turned her head away and pressed her forehead against the car window, "No, I'm a little tired today."Fu Yucheng glanced at her, said nothing, let go of her hand, and tightened his grip on the steering wheel.The cold wave hit all day long, and the whistling wind outside the window made the car even quieter.When they got home, they washed and went to sleep.Fu Yucheng slept until midnight and woke up for no reason. Reaching to the side, he found that the quilt was empty.He took his phone over and looked at the time. There was a reminder on the unlocked screen that the Weibo account he secretly followed had been updated.Click here to see the Weibo post posted two hours ago.The unhappy child stopped being persistent and trampled over the sand tower riddled with holes.She finally gave up on euphemism and said straightforwardly: "This may not be the life I want."If there was ever a moment when Fu Yucheng felt that life was absurd and a dream was meaningless, it must have been at this moment.As early as half a year ago, when he stood on a high building and watched the unverifiable scene from a distance, he still felt that there was no need to catch wind and shadow.After seeing the content posted on her account, I also felt that everyone has an island in their hearts. If she doesn't trust him, she doesn't have to confide in him.When a person converts to a religion, he does not demand a harsh response from the God he believes in. If he is determined to sacrifice his body and soul, his liver and brain will be ruined.However, his god may not need his worship and belief.In the second half of the night, Fu Yucheng fell asleep again almost in the early morning.He was awakened by a gentle and moist touch, and the twilight sky glowed with snow-like whiteness through the crepe curtains.He lifted the quilt and Liang Fu climbed up. The hair was hanging down, and there was a small itching on his neck. Her eyes were peach blossoms, she lowered her head and kissed the corner of her lips.She chuckled and said, "Fu Yucheng, let's have a baby?"Fu Yucheng closed his eyes and reached out to push her gently.What is she going to do? What kind of tricks are you going to use to play tricks on him?He no longer understands.Liang Fu was stunned for a moment, as if she was a little embarrassed at being rejected, but for a moment she smiled and asked, "Do you feel bad?""After giving birth to a child, do you still have time to raise it?" Fu Yucheng slowly opened his eyes and looked at her, his eyes calm.What more was she going to say, but Fu Yucheng didn't want to hear it anymore. He rolled over and got up from the bed and walked to the balcony.As soon as the window was opened, the strong wind and biting chill blew in my face.It turned out that it was really snowing, and it was covered with white far and near. It was completely cold and clean.·
From Fu Yucheng's point of view, that snowy winter morning should have been the end of their relationship, but who would have thought that they would live together peacefully for another year and a half.It's hard to summarize the endless trivialities during that year and a half, but it's easy to summarize, because it's probably the best portrayal of a seemingly inseparable relationship.After catching a glimpse of her true feelings posted in the middle of the night, he finally accepted the fact that his passion was poured into the ice and snow.But if you want to live your life, what's so difficult about it?Just like in the novel, after a long time in marriage, red roses turn into mosquito blood, and white roses turn into sticky rice. Liang Fu has a passionate nature, so she should be a red rose.If love were excluded, the mosquito blood left on the wall would not have any impact on him except for being dazzling.The only thing he didn't understand was that Liang Fu didn't want such a life, but she continued this marriage in name only for a year and a half, and doubled down on herself to fit the template of a good wife and loving mother.She seems to be stubbornly maintaining a happy marriage in the eyes of others, and she doesn't even care that much whether he cooperates or not.Nowadays, it seems that no matter how dedicated an actor is, there are times when he can no longer act.At the end of her rope, she finally filed for divorce."That's it. I can't be a bitch all the time, right?" Liang Fu looked at him and gradually smiled. Her eyebrows were crooked, but her words were firm.Fu Yucheng looked at her and was surprised for a moment that he also had a mental journey that went back and forth.He also laughed, "I have different opinions on this issue. But that's not important anymore. Let me correct you first." He chewed his cigarette and said seriously: "The house was bought before I received the certificate. , is your pre-marital property. If you want to clean up and leave the house, I'm afraid you can't. Besides, only those who have made mistakes will leave the house. Did you make a mistake? ""I made a mistake. I asked you for divorce now." Liang Fu said with a smile.Fu Yucheng found it strange that he found her current tit-for-tat and sharp-tongued appearance pleasing to his eyes."It doesn't matter whether it's later or later, I promised." Fu Yucheng used his strength to hold her and take a step closer to him. He lowered his head to look into her eyes, but she looked away."I will have no regrets. So I will definitely not sign the agreement."Liang Fu smiled and said, "I agree that you don't have to fulfill your promise. If you have time, we will go get the divorce certificate.""No. How about you separate from me for two years and then sue for divorce? Let Shao Lei help you with the lawsuit without charging you any money." Fu Yucheng's words were a bit teasing.Liang Fu was about to lose her temper and didn't want to tangle with him anymore. She pushed him away and turned around to go into the house. After a moment, she slapped the divorce agreement she had signed on the dining table and went back to the bedroom to pack her things.Fu Yucheng followed and grabbed her hand, "This is your house. If you want to leave, it's my turn."Liang Fu struggled for a while but couldn't break free, and then watched Fu Yucheng dragging a suitcase out of the storage room, quickly packing out a few changes of clothes, and then went to the study to get notebooks, important documents, documents, etc.He walked to the door, took out the key and put it on the entrance cabinet. "I found a place to live. Come and pack the remaining things."Liang Fu stood at the dining table and didn't say whether it was good or bad.Fu Yucheng waited for a moment, then opened the door and left.The moment the door closed, Liang Fu couldn't hold back her tears. She saw Fu Yucheng's cigarette case still on the dining table, took it over, took out one and lit it, and smoked quickly to prevent herself from crying.In the last year and a half, the harder she tried to prove, the faster she was disproven.The happy marriage she had worked so hard to create suddenly turned into a sieve leaking air everywhere.She has always been able to control everything and get everything she wants. She has never been powerless like this moment.With one less person in the room, it immediately feels empty. The flowers on the table were still stained with water drops, and the dishwasher was still humming.I never thought that the breakup was not intense, but so trivial and ordinary.