Hidden Assassin

Vienna, Austrian capital, 21 January 2004.

I had a dream, and when I woke up, the cold feeling stabbed me in the bone marrow.

It was probably the summer in junior high school, she and Sha Sha participated in some martial arts competition, Jia Ming followed, Cao Dongfeng was still there, all day like a fly around, the three of us were unanimous, dressed as very close to him to show him, in fact, it was also really close, during that time for the first time, I kissed Jia Ming, fake public and private, my heart beat, that little self with a very cute braid...

Ming Ming was a little kid, but at night, they slept together in a bed, three people squeezed together, built a thin blanket, touched each other, very cool summer night, each other also felt refreshed, but three people did not close their eyes to sleep, did not sleep, looked out the window on the bed, the trees on the beautiful moon. Sand climbed up and said that she went out to play cards with something to play with, the fine crushed footsteps came back in the hallway, but after coming back, she took a few strands of marshmallows, three people sat on the bed licking and licking them, marshmallows quickly began to melt, stick to her hands, she went down to eat them, so she dipped them on her face and drooped her hair together, Jiaming and Sand were laughing at her, she tried to open those sticky marshmallows, wanted to open her eyes, and then... really opened them.

So sad...

The light came in from outside the white curtain. She got used to turning off the heat before going to bed at night. Only then did she feel cold in confusion. She gradually woke up when she wanted to look for a warmer body beside her. She looked at the ceiling, and the acid on her nose couldn't wave away. Over the past three years, this body still retained its original memory. Sadness was like a maggot of bones, stubbornly opposed to time.

Long hair like childhood has long been cut off, today's hair is barely to the shoulder, few female students in the music department do this unless on a personality route, but she is not, her aesthetics are always soft traditional beauty, such hair as some form of toughness and independence symbol, some say she is unique, few understand, every day here, she bites her teeth shut.

When she arrived in Vienna for three and a half years, she grew two centimetres tall and lost four kilograms, and if she looked at the data alone, she had actually not changed much. But in fact, she became thinner and thinner and more beautiful and mature. In the first two years, there were many aspirants. In various ways, there were implicit and running, and there was once a chauvinist boy who felt good about himself as a means of trying to catch her refusal. At the beginning of the previous year, a personality freak said a few words to do something to her. She broke her hand raw in front of many people in the hallway outside the classroom. Even if this player appeared strong, he could not strike in front of the arts technique chosen specifically at home. A group of people looked stuck, and no one knew that she looked soft, weak and gentle like water. Since then, there has been a lot less trouble.

Not only in pursuit, but over the years, she has rejected many things, refused to socialize too abundantly at the university, refused to recall too much, refused to go home or even to hear about the Jianghai, she has always kept herself in some kind of hope that the breakup she once had was due to some special reason - she knows Jia Ming, even now, she believes that this understanding is not illusory, it is self-confidence and necessary, otherwise, all the beauty built on the memories of the past will collapse and become indiscriminate.

If Jiaming had been in a relationship with another woman for more than a year, she would never suddenly say that, whether true or false, there must be other reasons.

She hoped that Jia Ming had been threatened, that he had suddenly encountered something that could not be resolved and that he would not even say it, and even that - even as if it were a dog-blooded romance television show - his real reason was that he had chosen to break up because of pressure to deliberately send her abroad to study and study without delaying her future. Whatever the reason, there are six months left. When she completes all this and does what he expects her to do, she will go back to Jianghai and drop all this stuff in front of him. Tell him: "You missed me Ye Lingjing, you broke my heart...”

Anyway, she can only look forward to this. After breaking up, memories and hopes are the only thing she can catch...

During this period, Oriental Road came to her once, the two of them chatted for a while, and there was actually not much to talk about, as if they perceived her mood, they did not say anything about Jiamin or Jianghai. Contact with home is a few calls a year, and parents seem to be avoiding talking about Jiaming and Sha Sha. She avoided everything with such a clear mind. The only sad thing was that she couldn't reach Sha Sha, the previous phone call had not been able to connect. Is Jiaming with her, went to Beijing to go to college, or Jiaming was separated from her, otherwise she would definitely call to find herself. But after making the call, what should they say? Until now, she can't think of anything...

“The man we like together dumped us..." Or “He's an asshole...” Sasha likes Jiamin more than herself, she definitely can't stand it...

She turned on the air conditioner with the remote control, sat up from the bed a moment later, her hair scattered, a photo album was placed on the mattress, she watched and fell asleep last night, she put her hands on the nightstand, she looked at the alarm clock, it was after noon, she rarely slept a lazy sleep.

Today is New Year's Eve 30, because of jet lag, the family should be more than 7: 00 pm, she sat in bed dialing the home phone, said more than 10 minutes to her parents, she couldn't help but red her eyes. Over the years, the parents seemed to regret the decision to send her to Vienna and did not dare to mention anything on the phone about sending her home, but in fact, she felt sorry for them, for the sake of home they were not even there, too casual. Love is not the whole of life. Everyone knows that, but when we're young and crazy, who can really restrain it?

After complaining about the porridge, she was getting out of bed and knocking on the door, she walked to the cat's eye and looked out. The man in the white suit outside the door was about thirty years old, with light blue eyes, silver thin frame glasses, blonde cape, looked quite handsome, held his hands in his chest, held a file bag, saw no one talking, and pressed the doorbell again.

“Mr. Julien, give me five minutes. ”

She opened the door a few minutes later, she had put on a neat winter outfit, washed her face and tidied her hair, just holding a toothbrush in her hand: "I have to brush my teeth, please come in. ”

“Well, I was thinking... actually it's okay for me to see you just get up once, isn't it? This way I won't have to stand outside for a few minutes..."

“Sorry.”

Answer lightly, quietly closed the bathroom door, and when I came out a moment later, it was completely tidy: “Teacher Julian, I think... I took a leave yesterday...”

“Not for that matter.” Julie Security has a charming smile, "I know today is the most traditional and most important Chinese New Year. In fact, a friend introduced me to a great Chinese restaurant. There will be a party tonight, and I think you can come and attend. ”

The room was small, Julian sat on the couch, sat quietly on the edge of the bed and thought about it, then looked up and smiled: “In fact, I didn't really want to go to such an event today...”

“OK, if I want to go and experience Chinese customs, I hope you can accompany me... you know, I don't know China very well, Chinese also has obstacles. ”

For a moment of silence, nodded quietly: "If that's what you want, I'll go. ”

In all these years in Vienna, the mentor Julian was one of her most familiar and recent, a young and talented teacher who not only participated in New Year's music performances in the Golden Hall, but also an honorary piano instructor in the Austrian Royal Family, who helped her a lot by introducing her to the opera house to study diligently, with the exception of fame, at least the wages earned were sufficient to meet her living and learning needs, a room situated outside the school in a pretty good location, but also his introduction before renting it. Jiaming broke up with her when she gave her bank card, contact person and so on, she put it there well, one day she was going to throw these back intact and ask him to apologize to himself.

Julian glanced at her for a few moments, then shook her head with a smile: “Just kidding, I just thought you should have a more normal social activity, and since I don't like it, I don't want to force it, I'm actually here to give you these documents today.” He shook the handbag, "he told you last year about what happened after you graduated, casually saying that you refused, but I hope you can reconsider that you have a good reputation and several companies have expressed their intention to continue your development in Europe, I also contacted some friends, this is a series of plans for you, I will be your broker until the day you step into the Golden Hall show. ”

“Teacher, this...”

Julian waved: “You have talent, you have spirituality, and as long as you continue to develop, you will have tremendous success, because a lot of things, I've lost my spirituality, I can't focus on the piano anymore, so I hope to let it go for a while, maybe I can get this feeling back, and these things, you deserve. ”

He lifted his quiet hand and put the file bag on it, letting it go silently before the other party reacted to exclusion. The soul frowned: “Teacher, I will not stay in Europe...”

“You don't have to answer me so quickly, you can think about it for a few more days. I have things to do, I have to go. ”

Julian looked at the watch, waved away and sent him quietly to the door, watching the figure go downstairs, then closed the door and put the file bag in the drawer.

The photo album on the bedside table was also to be plugged in, put in half and hesitated for a moment, pulled it out and turned the page, looked at it a few times and then combined, covering it in the knee for a long time. The air conditioning in the rear blew the curtains and the white light went into the whole room. The figure sat on the edge of the bed and fell lonely as if to melt into the light...

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Julien walked out of the apartment door and pulled two party tickets from two Chinese restaurants out of her pocket to look at them, then ripped them off and threw them in the trash can.

Not far away, a friend's car was waiting there, the man leaned against the door, saw him, smiled: “It came out so soon again, only in front of this girl, you can't always find a topic to talk about, should I say this is a good phenomenon or a bad phenomenon? ”

“She's so sensitive, I don't want her to hate me just like that. ”

After entering the door from both sides, the vehicle slowly started: “So you really want to arrange the future for her? Made an Oriental musical goddess? ”

Julian laughed: “I should be going to China. ”

Eh?

“She is stubborn and will not stay in Europe, so I arranged so much first that she would make concessions and let me arrange her future in China, and... Eastern should be able to give me more inspiration, I thought about going to see it a long time ago...”

“Really hard work, I think you really can't focus on the piano now...”

“I'm more focused on her now. ”

“Like every artist falls in love with his work? ”

“Exactly.” Julian nods his head, "as if... every artist would fall in love with his work. ”

When the car turned to the front corner, he remembered the photo album on the bedside table in the room, which he had seen. It's a wedding photograph of a man and a woman, and in those photographs, quiet laughter or sweetness, or cunning spirits, enough to be called happy emotions that he hasn't seen in three years as her mentor.

One day it will reappear...

The car drove past a magnificent building, and he thought so, stretching his eyebrows.

At the same moment, sitting quietly in that light, pressing the photo album against his leg, his eyes wandering away. At a distance of 10,000 miles, on an empty, deserted city street, the man behind the trolley raised his head and looked at the fireworks that kept exploding and scattering in the night sky, the light suddenly dimmed, rendering the face of the memory… (to be continued, if you want to know what happened, go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)