They say this is a happy ending.
The green hills never age, and the waters flow on forever.
Peace reigns under heaven, and old friends return.
Every parting will eventually lead to a reunion, in one form or another.
Do you believe it?
That year, he was the most flamboyant dan-role performer on the opera stage, dressed in red, his smile blooming like a flower.
That year, he was the only spectator below the stage, dressed in pale blue, as quiet as a mountain.
He said, "Bookworm, when I become a star, I'll take you to the capital."
He said, "All right."
He said, "Bookworm, when I've saved enough money, I'll buy you the finest brushes and ink."
He said, "All right."
He said, "Bookworm, I love you."
He said, "..."
He didn't say yes.
Because before he could speak, the gunshot rang out.
Later, people said that Lou Jiang had sat alone in the old opera house all night. At dawn, he heard someone singing.
"What a riot of purples and reds, all in full bloom, yet all left to crumble among broken wells and ruined walls..."
He turned around.
The stage was empty.
But the bright red opera robe lay neatly folded on the stage, as if someone had just taken it off. It still held the warmth of a body.
After that, there was no more.
Only a line remained, written in a letter that was never sent:
"Bookworm, it's because I love you. I've loved you since I was fourteen, and I never stopped, not even in death."
So, is this a happy ending?
Read it and find out.
The green hills never age; snow turns the hair of those who wait white.
The waters never grow stale; they flow forever for you.
The Opera of Green Hills is about to begin.
Theme: Uplifting and positive values: giving one's life for the revolution, putting the interests of the country above personal interests.
