Chapter 8 chapter eight

From mid-November to December 10, the repertoire performed at the Imperial Theater is not the heroine play that is popular with the audience, but kabuki performances by Mei Xing and Koshiro.Kiyoaki felt that it was more suitable for foreigners to watch, but he knew little about Kabuki, not even the repertoires "The Rise and Fall of Hiragana" and "Even the Lion". That's why he asked Honda to watch it together.Ben Duo used his lunch break to check relevant information in the school library in advance, so that he was prepared and had a good idea, and then he could explain the plot to the Prince of Siam.

For the prince, watching foreign dramas is nothing more than satisfying his curiosity.As soon as school was over, Kiyoaki took Honda home and introduced him to the prince.Then, Honda introduced the outline of tonight's plot to the two princes in English, but the two princes didn't seem very enthusiastic. Qingxian felt sorry for his friend's sincere and serious attitude, and at the same time felt a wry smile.For them, going to the theater tonight is all about drunkenness.At this time, Qingxian was worried that Congzi would break his promise and open the letter to read it, so he was uneasy and absent-minded.

The steward came to report that the carriage was ready.The horses neighed against the winter evening sky, their noses breathing white gas.In winter, the smell of the horse's body also becomes weak, and the hoofs trample on the frozen ground, making a crisp sound.Ching Hin likes the majesty and tenacity of this season's horses.A horse galloping among green trees in the south wind is an agile animal, while a horse galloping in a blizzard is a cloud of flying snow, and the fierce new wind turns the shape of the horse into a whirlpool of winter breath. Qing Xian likes carriages.Especially in times of panic, the rocking of the carriage can disturb the characteristic stubborn exact rhythm of restlessness, and you can feel the horse beside you, the tail flicking on the naked buttocks, and the resolutely erect mane. Hair and glistening saliva dripping from the foam of his teeth.I love the combination of bestial power and elegance in the carriage.

Kiyoaki and Honda were wearing school uniforms, plus a short coat, and the two princes were wearing leather collar coats, feeling extraordinarily cold. "We are afraid of the cold." His Royal Highness Patanathit said helplessly: "A relative went to Switzerland to study, and I even threatened him that it was very cold there. I didn't expect Japan to be so cold." "You'll get used to it soon," Honda said.He and the prince are already quite familiar. People wearing cloaks and coats are coming and going on the street, and the merchants have already hung up the long banners of the big sale at the end of the year.The prince asked what festival these flags celebrated.

In the past two days, the eyes of the two princes began to reveal a touch of nostalgia.Even His Highness Klissada, who was cheerful and slightly irritable, showed another emotion.Of course, it is not the kind of willfulness that ignores Qingxian's hospitality, but Qingxian always feels that they are like shelled souls floating in the vast sea.It's better to say that it makes me feel happy.Because if everything is imprisoned in the flesh, without a floating heart, he will feel dull and melancholy. The winter dusk fell very early on the Hibiya moat area. In the darkness, the carriage approached the three-story Imperial Theater with white brick walls.

When they arrived, the first act of the new play had already begun.Kiyoaki saw Satoko and the old maid Tateshina sitting two or three rows diagonally behind his seat, looking at each other.Qingxian felt that Congzi came to watch the play itself, and the smile that appeared just now showed that everything had been forgiven by her. Kiyoaki's eyes were hazy because of happiness, and the scene of the generals coming and going in the Kamakura Shogunate era on the stage was very vague. The self-esteem freed from anxiety made him feel that there was only his own glorious shadow on the stage. Qingxian thought, Satoko is more beautiful than ever tonight, she has been carefully groomed and dressed exactly as I wished.

He thought repeatedly in his heart, but he couldn't turn his head to look at her. He could always feel her beautiful face on his back. What a wonderful feeling it was!Tranquil, fertile, gentle, all existence is so reasonable. What Qingxian asked Satoko this evening was just to be pretty, which had never happened before.In fact, Qingxian never thought that Congzi was just a beautiful woman.Although she never attacked with a sharp edge, she was always soft and firm, and no matter what Qingxian's mood was, she loved him unswervingly.She never stored herself as a peaceful object in her heart, just like the rising sun eagerly egoistically, in order not to allow the sharp light of criticism to shine in through the cracks, Qingxian has been tightly closing herself heart.

During the intermission, when everything seemed so natural and appropriate, Kiyoaki first told Honda in a low voice that he happened to find that Satoko was also at the play.Honda glanced back, obviously not convinced by the chance.Looking at Honda's eyes, Qingxian felt relieved.Qingxian regards a friend who doesn't demand too much honesty as an ideal friendship.That look eloquently showed that he was just such a friend. Spectators streamed down the corridors, passed under the chandeliers, and gathered in front of the glass windows, looking out across the dark moat and stone walls of the palace.Qingxian had never been so excited to introduce Congzi to the two princes.Of course, he can also adopt a calm and indifferent attitude, but out of politeness, he also imitated the prince's expression when he talked about his lover, showing childlike enthusiasm.

Undoubtedly, Qingxian is able to imitate other people's feelings so realistically because he is now in a calm, comfortable and free mood.The natural feeling is melancholy and gloomy, the farther away you are, the freedom you can get now.why?Because I don't love Congzi at all. The old maid Tateshina retreated respectfully behind the pillars in the corridor. The collar of her kimono embroidered with plum blossoms was tightly closed, showing her determination not to show her heart to foreigners.Kiyoaki was also satisfied that Tateshina did not say something out loud to express his gratitude for the hospitality.

The princes immediately became active in front of the beauties, and at the same time, they also noticed that Qingxian's tone of voice when introducing Satoko was a bit special.Qiao Phi would never have dreamed that it was Qingxian who deliberately imitated his simple way of expressing emotions, thinking that it was the first time he had discovered the natural and honest emotions of this young man and had a good impression of him. Honda saw that although Satoko could not speak foreign languages, he was deeply impressed by his attitude of being neither humble nor overbearing and generous in front of the two princes.Satoko was wearing a Kyoto-style triple narrow-sleeved kimono with an elegant appearance. Facing the four young men around him, she looked like graceful flowers, tall and beautiful and majestic.

The two princes asked Satoko some questions in English one after another. After Honda translated it, Satoko looked at Kiyoaki with a smile before he answered, as if asking for his approval.The smile had such a seamless effect that Qing Xian felt uneasy again. He thought, did Congzi really not read that letter? If she had read that letter, she would definitely not have this attitude today.First of all, she won't come at all.Now I can be sure that when I called her, the letter hadn't arrived yet.However, it cannot be confirmed whether she really did not open the letter after receiving it.Qing Xian hated himself for not having the courage to ask her in order to get a clear answer of "I didn't see it". Qingxian observed Congzi calmly, and felt that her voice and expression hadn't changed significantly compared to the hearty voice on the phone the night before yesterday.He felt uneasy again. Satoko's nose is as dignified and well-proportioned as an ivory puppet, not so high as to give a cold impression. With the slow-moving eyes, her profile sometimes looks bright and sometimes gloomy.Generally speaking, flirting is a vulgar gesture, but it is definitely not the case in Satoko.She blends the end of her speech into a smile, and then gradually sends the smile into her eyes, forming an elegant look. Because the whole expression is in an elegant and beautiful change, it gives people a joyful enjoyment. The row of neat and white teeth are usually hidden in the two thin lips, but when she smiles, they are revealed shyly, shining brightly under the light of the chandelier, and the soft and white slender hands immediately cover her lips to cover her mouth. Live the pure light in the moist mouth. The exaggerated compliments of the princes made Congzi blush.At this time, the delicate and lovely earlobe shaped like raindrops slightly exposed from the cover of the sideburns is red and ruddy.Qingxian couldn't tell whether it was because of shyness or because he had put on rouge. However, only that pair of bright and intense eyes could not hide anything.That pair of unbelievably penetrating eyes still makes Qing Xian tremble with fear.This is the core of the fruit. The bell rang for the start of The Rise and Fall of Hiragana.Everyone returned to their seats. "She is the most beautiful woman I have seen since I came to Japan. You are so happy!" On the aisle of the theater, Qiao Phi whispered to Qingxian.At this time, the nostalgia in his eyes had disappeared.