When Wu Hui woke up, her tiredness still lingered.
A cloud that could be described as heavy pain covered my body, and I couldn't open my eyes. Whenever something happens, she starts dreaming. Last night I was struggling in a thick and dark dream again, and I still couldn't remember anything when I woke up. She didn't know if the shiny gadgets on the bedside were of any use, but she didn't bother to think about it.
To say what happened specifically, she couldn't say whether it was a bad premonition about the future. After all, there was nothing important yesterday, it was just... Mo Weiming suddenly decided to visit Feiyunxuan.
After leaving the church yesterday, she walked around for a long time. She rarely goes to Beicheng District, which is bounded by Sujiang. The area here is not as large as Nancheng District, and the population is sparse. There is nothing new. It is mainly vast farmland, but the atmosphere is not poor - of course it will not be poor if you can have enough food. . Even the crops produced here can support many places.
Of course she was visiting neighborhoods with people and buildings. This area along the west coast was once desolate and there was no cultivated land in the past. However, since the opening up of ocean trade, new docks have been built here, and a small prosperous neighborhood has been created through the cooperation of many parties. Similar to the structure of the southern half of the city, the east side of the northern half of the city near the sea also has more foreigners, more than Nancheng, but there are not as many local rich people as Nancheng - but there are also officials and wealthy businessmen who come to take care of themselves; the old city also On the west side, across the river from Wu Hui's living area, many locals live here; in the center is endless cultivated land, with small areas of orchards and pastures, and fisheries are developed along the river. The people here live better than those in the slums on the other side.
Women are always full of interest when shopping, and Wu Hui is one of them. It wasn't until dark that she remembered that Mo Weiming had been left in the church by her, chatting with the doctor from the police station. When she returned, there was almost no one in the church. Wu Hui was worried that they had already left, but he happened to catch the two of them walking out of the clergy's workroom.
"You...won't be here forever, right? Don't you want to go out for a walk?"
"It's nothing, we had a pretty good chat. But it's so late, it's time to go back."
Unexpectedly, although it was getting late, Mo Weiming seemed to be in good condition. Although he wasn't very happy, at least he was in good spirits, and the sleepiness under the thick lenses had faded a bit. I don’t know what they talked about, and I don’t know if they were having fun or not, but I can tell that they were at least able to talk.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry for taking so long and making you wait for so long."
Tang Zhen apologized to Wu Hui again and again, which made her a little at a loss.
It was dark and it was difficult for boats to sail upstream, so they took a rickshaw home. It was on the way back that Mo Weiming told her that he was going to Feiyunxuan tomorrow. Of course she couldn't help but ask why. Mo Weiming's statement was not vague, but he answered the question incorrectly, leaving her confused.
"My father has donated and built many orphanages. You should remember that Dr. Tang grew up in such an orphanage. He said that when he was a child, he had a bad personality and was ostracized by his peers, and the caregivers did not like him. Until My father visited there one time and accidentally discovered his talent - at least he was a very studious child with his own ideas, but he was not suitable for this environment. My father took him away from there and arranged him to a boarding school .”
"My father also funded the construction of that school. He built one of the few schools like this. The schools are completely enclosed. Considering the cost and other reasons, they are all built in the deep mountains and old forests... in the schools There are teachers, security guards, and chefs. Their salary is more secure than those in the orphanage, and it is better for the children. Besides, their father or someone he trusts is responsible for their ability to work here."
"Mr. Tang said that he grew up in a boarding school and learned a lot. Although I have never attended an ordinary school, I heard from him that the teaching plan here is also different. Should it be considered teaching in accordance with their aptitude? The children here are very good. They have ability, and it is precisely because of this ability that their father favors them. They are promised that when they grow up, they will be assigned the most suitable jobs."
Wu Hui couldn't help but interrupt him.
"Your father... is really an amazing person. These things are all big projects, and they will take a long time, right? Ten years, decades? How did he complete all of this? He never delayed his work..."
"I also thought about it when Tang Yu said this. But he explained that my father has his own team and support from many parties. Education is essentially an investment. Transporting capable talents to where they are needed, It will also make many studies go more smoothly. After graduation, he worked for his father, but not long after his father passed away, he came to Yaozhou... They were originally a group of orphans, abandoned due to poverty or illness. However, seriously ill children, You can also get free treatment opportunities - even for difficult and complicated diseases. Although this is risky, no matter what... it is good to survive. I can forgive him a little bit for not being around anymore. "
Wu Hui turned to look at him. After a long time, she would still remember his serious eyes staring into the distance. Under the dark night and dim street lights, my hazy and bright eyes were wiped away by a rising emotion deep in my heart.
Mo Weiming only formally mentioned his father a long time ago, and the rest was connected and fragmented information. He never talked about other things at home. Considering his current personality, Wu Hui originally thought that because of his parents' absence, Mo Weiming would have a relatively weak concept of family. Maybe her guess was not wrong, but at this moment, she realized that even the short time spent with relatives in his life had turned into inseparable flesh and blood in his heart and became an important part of him.
The respect, admiration, trust, gratitude, and longing have probably never faded away.
But Wu Hui didn't understand. At this point, she still couldn't figure out the connection between this and Mo Weiming's decision to patronize the theater. Or should I say - what is the inevitable connection with those magic weapons? The only thing she remembered was the blue amber in Yu's hands. It sounds like that blue amber once healed Mo Weiming's important pet through his father's hands. But what about other than that? She couldn't figure it out, but the atmosphere at the time only made her feel uncomfortable asking.
It's no big deal, just go with her tomorrow.
So with her worries in mind, Wu Hui looked like this when she woke up. After she tidied up, she went upstairs and knocked on Mo Weiming's door. However, after waiting for a quarter of an hour, no one in the room answered. She had a bad premonition and went to the hospital alone to ask the person in the reception room. She was told that the "young man who looked awake" had left half an hour ago.
Wu Hui then started running.
She went to the river bank and took a boat. If you want to go to Feiyunxuan, it's very fast to go down the river. The distance is less than half of the church, and it is on the south bank with the apartment. She did not see Mo Weiming at the ferry. He might have left, or he might not have taken the boat at all.
She held the theater ticket in her hand all the way. The sweat on my palms made the ticket soft. She was afraid that if she kept holding on like this, the ticket would be crushed, and she was also afraid that it would be stuck in her wallet and not be found again after a while. Holding the theater ticket and examining it, she repeatedly confirmed that she had read the time correctly.
A gust of river wind blew from outside the boat and almost blew her ticket away. She suddenly pinched the corner of the ticket and wiped off the cold sweat with the cuff of her other hand. For the first time, she felt that a piece of paper could sink like this.
The boat stopped and she hurried to her destination.
Feiyunxuan is a magnificent theater building with a representative style. This tall building has stood here since the beginning of the previous dynasty, and even the dynasty before the previous dynasty. It has always been a landmark building in the area. Nowadays, it is not unusual for a house to have a fifth floor, but at that time it was a big project. The entire building is made of pure wood, mostly using mortise and tenon structure. In addition, the maintenance, repair and maintenance work has been in place, and it still stands today. The Yu Family Courtyard not far away and the street where Eclipse is located also maintain a similar architectural style. It can be said that the existence of this theater building is indispensable for the enduring classical atmosphere of this area.
Although it's a bit unknown to the public now... Wu Hui couldn't help but think so. Many wooden houses nearby have been replaced by new concrete buildings, which are uneven and nondescript. To take a step back, it can be considered a unique style, but there are more and more high-rise buildings, Feiyunxuan is mixed in among them, and it has become no longer eye-catching. Today's rich people prefer trendy consumption methods, and one or two of them rush to the port. Businessmen in the old city either try their best to attract customers or follow them there.
It was still an hour away and there weren't many people on the street. Is it too early? It was probably not a meal, the number of people was even smaller than the last time I had tea with Lord Jiyue. It stands to reason that it is normal for the small shops on this street to be overcrowded before the opera starts, because people who do not want to spend money in the theater tend to fill their stomachs in advance. But even if people prefer Western-style things, it's too deserted here.
Stepping into the theater building, there was no one on the first floor. The door is open, the lights are on, the tables and chairs are clean, but where are the people? Wu Hui felt a strange silence. She didn't even dare to shout loudly, as if she would be scared if she did so.
"Who are you? Do you want to eat?"
A girl suddenly appeared next to Wu Hui with her hands behind her back. She was startled and looked at the other person for a long time. The girl wears various gold ornaments and jewelry, not too complicated, but not too many. Her hair exudes the luster of being carefully maintained, and she definitely doesn't look like a maid. Wu Hui couldn't tell whether the other party was an adult based on his appearance. He might just be around sixteen.
She would not know that this child was the specially invited performer in the finale show that she and Mo Weiming missed that day in Feiye Bay; nor would she know that she was the one who attended the star disciples' meeting for the first time when Yi Zhaochen , the girl standing next to Yu Hengqing.
Wu Hui hurriedly took out the ticket.
"I, I came here... I came to watch a show. Little sister, please watch it for me."
She took the theater ticket, raised her eyebrows and said, "It's strange, two of them came at once. Do you want to see Mr. Liangyue? Come with me."
The girl turned around with the ticket, Wu Hui followed uneasily.
She still couldn't help but ask:
"Well...how do you know who I am here to see?"
The girl turned her head and smiled cheerfully.
"We have no performance at all today?"
