The shadow of the past and the present arrives

Chapter 171

The Venice Film Festival is one of the three major film festivals in Europe. It is a grand event held every year. It can be described as a gathering of stars. Many Oscar-winning film kings and queens are often seen. There are also many investors and producers. It is very lively.

Because it was the first day of the opening of the film festival, not too many people came. As the opening film of this film festival, "The West Window with Ancient Sleeves" was screened in the largest movie hall. Song Weimu asked a staff member Find a way to go there.

The empty auditorium was not full of people, only [-]% to [-]% were sparsely occupied, which is considered a good attendance rate. After looking around for a week, I didn't see Xiehou Chuqianbai and others, so Song Weimu just found a seat casually start watching.

The previous opening song was sponsored by Sun Feier, and the ethereal and sad voice in front seems to have foreshadowed the tone of this movie.

The singing gradually sank, followed by Song Weimu's old voice, "Once upon a time, I have also been to France..."

The camera lens changed from a blur to a clear one. The white-haired old man was sitting on a chair, wearing an old-fashioned cheongsam, with reading glasses on his nose, and a little girl in a skirt was lying on her lap. She was already old and once The handsome and romantic has become a thing of the past, wrinkles crept up her face silently, and the once tender and green hands were covered with blue veins.

The former beauty is gone, only the grace and wisdom that has gone through the vicissitudes of life are left.

Following the words of the old man, the picture unfolded. A young girl in a French dress was sketching in the studio with a drawing board on her back. There were a few blooming sunflowers in a long, porcelain white bottle. There are a few blond girls holding books outside the window, speaking in fluent French, "...It is said that fighting has started again. Oriental porcelain is really beautiful. Now that there is a war, I don't know if it can't be transported." come over……"

The girl's hand holding the paintbrush paused, and then she received the news that her grandfather was critically ill, and she hurried back home.

In the mourning hall filled with elegiac couplets and white cloths, a coffin was placed in the middle, and several unrecognizable maids and servants knelt on the ground and wept, beside a young man in a white gown was talking to the already The old butler was talking, and when he saw the girl who pushed the door and entered, the man was taken aback, and glanced at the butler. The butler walked towards the girl and saluted respectfully, "Miss, you are back."

The girl looked at the unpopular mourning hall, and responded. The housekeeper lowered his head and introduced to her, "This is the young master of the Wen family."

He is also the fiancé I have set for you.

Gu Xixiu was silent for a quarter of an hour, then bent down to Wen Ruliang, "Thank you for taking care of grandfather these days."

A trace of surprise flashed across Wen Ruliang's gentle face, and after a while, he said in a deep voice, "There's no need to be so polite."

It was quite depressing at the beginning, there was nothing explosive or amazing, and after a while, more than a dozen people left in the screening hall, and now there are even fewer people in the screening hall, Song Weimu didn't feel depressed, just watched silently. looking at the big screen.

After that, the plot began to unfold a little bit.

A handsome and silent young officer began to walk into her life.

Most of them just met in that coffee shop, and they couldn't say a few words when they met.

Bright floor-to-ceiling windows, all kinds of people outside the window, inside is an exquisite small table, covered with a small floral tablecloth, on the table is a small blue and white porcelain bottle with some seasonal flowers on it.

Sometimes the two sat with their backs to each other, and sometimes they sat face to face, but no matter how they sat, they were mostly silent, and sometimes they couldn't even say a word for an entire afternoon.

Gu Xixiu can spend the whole afternoon with a cup of coffee, with a string of pearls on his wrist, wearing a long black dress and an exaggerated hat on his head, he looks extraordinarily reserved, and the boss Nian, who is wearing a red cheongsam, is extraordinarily talkative , "Speaking of which, since Ms. Gu came, my business has improved a lot. I don't know what Miss Gu does?"

Gu Xixiu took out some small change from the wallet, put on a hat on his head, black gauze covered most of his face, his satin-like black hair fell loose, and the corners of his mouth curled up. Feeling a pang of melancholy, "This one, I haven't figured it out yet."

After paying the money and going out, I saw the young officer pushing the door in again. The wind chimes jingled at the door for a while, and the talkative proprietress greeted her attentively, "Mr. Chi, what are you going to order today, we here It’s a discount today—”

Gu Xixiu passed him by, one of them kept his eyes on the other, the other held his head high, but when they rubbed shoulders, they looked at each other for some reason, and then turned their eyes away.

(End of this chapter)