At the beginning of the lanterns, the surrounding rooms became lively one after another, and the soft words and murmuring voices poured into the largest room of the streamer building one after another.
"Close the window."
Wang Runqing poked his head out of the brocade quilt and shouted to the little maid who was lying by the window and peeping at the opposite window with great interest.
The little maid replied "oh", closed the window sullenly, and saw Wang Runqing get back into the quilt, and rolled her eyes slightly, "Girl, the son of the Taiwei Mansion went to the opposite side, in the past, he was a frequent visitor here." ” There was no movement of the people inside, the little girl sneered a few times in her heart, and said in her heart that it depends on when you pretend to be, the title of Oiran was taken away by Lu Miaohui, obviously she hated it to death in her heart, but she closed the door under the pretext of being unwell, in fact, you also know in your heart that the celebrity of the streamer building is Lu Miaohui now, even if you open the door to welcome guests, those people before will not come here.
She sat at the table with Erlang's legs crossed, poured herself a cup of tea, and just wanted to put it in her mouth, but the door was pushed open, and Mama You's figure appeared in the center of the door.
She quickly put down the tea and sat up from the chair, Mama You glanced at her, and she walked out of the room with knowledge and interest, and gently closed the door.
Seeing that only she and Wang Runqing were left in the room, Mama You walked to the bed, stared at the curled up brocade quilt for a while, and suddenly reached out and pulled it away.
Wang Runqing was crying with tears on his face, his face was covered with sweat, and he was cold and exposed his embarrassment to broad daylight, and his face couldn't be hung up, no matter who the person was, he first scolded a few words of "cheap hooves, old pigs and dogs", and after seeing that it was Mama You, he didn't apologize, sat on the edge of the bed and looked aside.
Mama You didn't care about her, and after wiping the sweat from climbing the stairs with a handkerchief, she said softly, "Runqing, I've been sick for a few days, and I'm almost better. ” The corner of Wang Runqing's mouth snorted a sneer, "Ask me?"
I'm afraid that it wasn't the girl who picked the rest, so she came to me. ” "She was elected as an oiran in the first year, who doesn't want to be fresh, Runqing, you are an old man in Liuguang Building, this truth should still be understood."
"The men are fresh, but is the grandmother also confused?
Let me give this room to her, do you think that I, Wang Runqing, are no longer profitable?
” Being scolded by her like this, Mama You was not angry, she walked around the room, the smile on the corner of her mouth still did not disappear, but the words she said made Wang Runqing feel cold, "Now that the world has changed, it is difficult for Israel to keep people's hearts, you listen to the silk and bamboo on the other side, it is very pleasant, not only that, people can also sing and dance, and they also have a lot of research on poetry, Runqing, what will you do?"
In your house, there is also a dressing table, which is too wasteful, and if you give it to her, you can make the best use of it. ” Wang Runqing's face flushed when she said this, and she got up from the bed, "You just say that I am vulgar, that I don't know anything, and I only have an empty skin?"
” Mama You sneered, "If you think so, I can't help it, but you have to remember that you will be twenty next year, and you will not be young anymore. ” After speaking, she no longer glanced at Wang Runqing, and went out with a fan.
The door was wide open, and the sound of the song and swallow of the warbler poured in from the corridor in an instant, and these voices that she had listened to for nearly ten years now came into her ears, which were even worse than scraping pots and saws.
So, Wang Runqing quickly walked to the door and closed the door, leaning on the door panel and trembling.
She understood what Mama You meant, and now, she has become an outcast, and since she is an outcast, what qualifications do she have to negotiate with her?
I was really stupid, I thought that she would take care of her kindness for so many years, thinking that she was still the smash hit Bianliang Oiran, but she didn't know that all this had already turned into a surging river and was gone forever.
She covered her ears as she rubbed against the door panel and slid to the floor, trying to isolate the sounds completely, but no matter what she did, they still pierced through the crack in the door and pierced straight into her ears.
Wang Runqing took a few deep breaths, stood up and pushed open the door and walked out, she walked through the corridor, staircase, and lobby of the streamer building in disheveled clothes, and escaped in the midst of the discussion of all kinds of guests, escaping from this place that once made her beautiful, but now it is as depressed as a grave.
Wang Runqing walked along the royal street for a while, but the people next to her still seemed to be staring at her and pointing, a few times, she also heard her name, the last thing she wanted to hear now was these three words, because when people mentioned her, they would always add a Lu Miaohui, a former Oiran, and a current Oiran at the back, they were comparing, laughing, laughing at their youth and their faces.
After walking for a while, Wang Runqing couldn't bear it, she ran towards the direction of the Bianhe River with broken steps, like a thief.
When she came to the river, she took a deep breath, it was very quiet here, she couldn't even see a figure, although it was a little abnormal, but she had no intention of caring about it, now, she just wanted to be alone, she didn't want to do anything, only with herself, she could settle down.
The night breeze blows, bringing the smell of the river, there is a hint of sweetness in the coolness, she remembers when she was a child in the countryside, the village is also this smell, she smells it every night to sleep, now I think of it, those hard days that have been hidden in the memory are actually the best time in her life, but the time has passed, and now to pursue and reminisce, it is just in vain.
Wang Runqing looked at his reflection in the water, although it swayed with the fluctuations of the ripples, but he could still see that he was a rare beauty, even if he was a little haggard, but his skin was better than snow, and his eyes were like a pool of clear water.
It's just, how long can such a look last?
A year?
Two years?
After a thousand sails, where is her destination?
"Click" There was a strange sound behind him, like a wooden stick hitting the ground, unhurried, unhurried.
Wang Runqing turned her head, and she saw a few feet away, a gray-white thing approaching her little by little, like a thick fog rising from the flat ground, fluttering and swaying.
She rubbed her eyes, and her unpowdered face was full of surprise: there was a mist walking slowly towards her, and it was a woman, an old woman with gray hair in a wide white robe.