Hidden Assassin

This chapter is accompanied by music, Wang Kite, "The simpler the happier".

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Few such beautiful weather in the summer, no rain, the sun in the sky, but not hot. The clouds of clouds blown from the sea by the monsoon winds in Southeast Asia bring rare shade and freshness to the river and sea. It wakes up early in the morning. In the early morning, I spoke to the Oriental Road, and then I had breakfast and organized my things in my room. Prepare to tidy up the house at Sacred Heart Academy, which you used to bring back from Vienna.

It's been four years. You have to replace it. You have to photograph the dust in the cabinet. Whether to live there in the future she has not thought about it, not thinking about the mood of these things, the hysterical pain in the first two days still faintly persists, but after meeting Sister Ahern, the time and mood seem to have been stepped on the brake and slowed up, today I saw Oriental Road, maybe that's all I can pursue. As if a prisoner awaiting the verdict, his mind became dull.

She didn't bring many things to Vienna, so she brought them back, just a large box, except for laundry, textbooks, not many really personal things, the big photo album with their wedding dress photo is naturally one of them.

Relatively more things to tidy up in your bedroom, like little things to take out, sink in, or be surprised at the mood you had when you were a girl in the past. When Teacher Julian arrived, she was sitting by the bed reading a document bag, the last thing Jiaming gave her to take to Vienna, some scores, a bank card, and someone's contact details. This thing followed her for four years, and the other day, after hearing about Jiaming, she opened it for the first time, trying to find even a little bit of information that Jiaming was going to leave her, but familiarizing herself with only Jiaming's handwriting four years ago, until today, she picked it up and began to read it in detail.

“Debbie recently contacted some of his friends, and I know you've been in a bad mood lately, so most of your arrangements took a long time, but he told me something last night, and I thought it would be hard to get a chance, so I came to ask you. In the years of Vienna, I also probably noticed that you like to listen to Fang Yuxi's song. She is now one of the reddest stars in China. Recently, the touring concert happened to be in Jianghai. Debbie contacted her broker. If you had the will, they would invite you to the concert for a guest series. I think this should be the most rare opportunity for you to go further. ”

When I heard the name Fang Yuxi, I was looking at the silence of the spectrum, and I looked up with some trance: "Hmm? ”

Julie settled in and let her digest the talent message in her head. After a moment, she saw the quiet shook her head: “Forget it...” She opened a strand of hair hanging in front of her, "Thank you, teacher, but I am not sure... what to do in the future...”

Julian laughed: “I understand your mood, but... believe me, time will pass, some things will fade away, I don't understand your specifics, but I've probably had similar experiences, and during that time, my choice was to work day and night, compose songs, perform, fill up time, a lot of things don't think, inspire constantly... don't answer me right away, think about it for a few days. ”

None of these days said too much in front of the quiet, just let her naturally let the sadness pass, at this time saw her look at the spectrum, seemed not to have the kind of outward grief the other day, Julian took the opportunity to talk to her a few more words, he didn't care about the quiet some distracted occasional response, looking at the lonely girl's side face, that beautiful outline covered the edge of the light like a shadow, he could almost feel a beauty that shook his soul.

For a musician, this beauty is deeper than drugs, and she is often seen in Vienna as lonely, but not as profound as she is in front of her eyes, as if to maintain the steadfastness of her soul all the time, without the heart you might not have noticed at all, but to sublimate that full of weakness and sadness into a brilliant light. The women of the West are too single. If they are strong and independent, they tend to be stronger than men. If they are weak and weak, they are unbearable. Perhaps the complexity before them is the true meaning of Eastern beauty, he thinks.

“Speaking of which... it would have been good to go to Jianghai by my landlord's friendship, but these past few days, I haven't had time to take my teachers and everyone around...” Speaking of a moment, I thought of these things quietly and looked up and said.

Julien took the opportunity to say, "That's not easy. Today's the day. How about this afternoon? ”

“Sorry, I'm going to see an old friend this afternoon… I have an appointment. ”

“Oh… do you want me to accompany you? ”

“No, thank you. ”

Julien nodded and said a few more words. He left wisely, gazing quietly at the man's back, and then retracted his gaze on the music, shining through the window and collecting half of her body.

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The plane from Shenzhen Baoan Airport arrived in Jianghai at 11 o'clock in the morning. Only his girlfriend Nana, who accompanied him on Oriental Road, came home with his girlfriend. In a certain sense, she was taking her daughter-in-law to see her grandmother. Nana was nervous. She had just had a light meal at noon. Sister is said to be working on the new company, and if she didn't come back, he wouldn't hesitate: “Sister-in-law came and didn't come back to see you well, she should fight.” Naturally this was said in front of Master Nana. After that, her girlfriend's face turned into a flower and then hurried to defend her future aunt.

At noon, these two little bites accompanied the Oriental Linghai for a light meal. Also present were Xu Yiting, who came to deliver the information. Nana, the master of the meal, screamed sweetly every time. Xu Yiting was said to be the future young aunt's general, and was also very friendly.

After eating, let the servant prepare the room for the master Nana, while the two fathers and sons took a short walk in the garden, talking about yesterday's army outpost, talking about the situation faced in the recent period, and also talking about the quiet light of the day. With regard to his girlfriend, only the last sentence was mentioned: “I think the little one is a little angry...” Then he said, “I think Yiting is a good kid...” Oriental Road didn't have a heart to laugh.

It was 3: 00 p.m., at 2: 15 p.m., when he drove out of the house and arrived at the scheduled walking street, it was only about 2: 30 p.m., he found the cafe he had agreed to, walked across the street and looked at it. On the side of the cafe sitting against the window, a woman in a long white floral dress sat quietly there, with a cup of coffee in front of her, looking quietly at some information.

He looked at the figure, looked at the watch, and then sat down on the bench by the road, lit a cigarette, and the sun poured out of the roof with the plaid above it, spots on his body. People were moving around on the walking street, the shadows were noisy, and songs were echoing in the air. He looked at the quiet side shadows that kept flashing in the void across the crowd and sighed softly: “They're all grown up...”

He went to Vienna once two years ago, ostensibly to see her along with certain things of the company, but it was hard to say what the main reason was. At that time, he built a tomb for Jiaming. There were things in his heart that he wanted to say and do, but after seeing the girl who lived entirely in closed heaven and earth in Vienna, he found nothing to say, so he chatted a few words and walked away. Now he looked at the quiet sitting figure in the crowd, and suddenly he realized that the silence two years ago was probably right. Some things came to an end, and when you didn't say anything, you couldn't say anything, and when you should say it, you probably couldn't avoid it.

He sat there, looking at the shadow and occasionally sipping a small cup of coffee, looking down at what was in his hand, waiting for the time to pass, about 2: 50, the woman looked at the watch, then looked up at the pedestrian on the road at random, looked down again at the information, two seconds later, she looked up again, looking at this side in confusion. Oriental Road laughed, extinguished the cigarette butt and stood up from the bench.

“Been here a long time, huh?” Sit in front of the quiet, Oriental Road.

The woman smiled like an elf: “Just arrived. ”

“Then I've been sitting across the street for half an hour. ”

The cafe sounded relaxed, the waitress came, he ordered a cup of coffee at will, the two of them chatted for a few moments, and there were not many turns and corners: “I met Sister Ahern and probably knew about Wuhe Ridge at the time, I want to know about him...”

Oriental nodded: “I actually gave him his grave, but...”

He frowned slightly and the woman's voice had sounded: "Lu, I can't believe I actually met you. ”

Coming from the front of the cafe, she just separated her girlfriend from home for less than an hour, she smiled brilliantly, then sat directly next to him and held her arm: “I ran out to play, uncle said there was a lot of room for this walking street, I was wondering if I would meet you...” She squeezed herself towards the Oriental Road and then smiled and reached out to the quiet: “Hello, I'm Nana. ”

“Ye Lingjing. ”

They shook their hands, sighed Oriental Road, and then pointed to Master Nana: “My girlfriend.” The quiet nodded. Hearing Oriental Road so frankly introduce itself, Master Nathan was happy for a moment, and a time: “I just arrived in the Jianghai.” “No one to accompany.” “Won't bother you, will it?” “Quiet. You're beautiful.” “How to maintain it. Words like," This is mainly about showing how close you are to your boyfriend and at the same time silently striking the imaginary "love enemy.” Answer quietly, Oriental Road is difficult to finish, I have to apologize with my eyes.

In fact, Master Nana wasn't going to come in, but decided to just take a look and walk away. When Oriental Road called Ling Jing in the morning, she also heard it beside the time and place. When she stayed until her boyfriend left the house in the afternoon, she also left Oriental Road. When she asked the servant about the cafe route, she heard it beside the Oriental Linghai, but she eagerly pointed it out. When she arrived here, she inquired all the way again. About the time she found it, she saw her boyfriend enter the cafe and meet the woman named Ye Ling Jing.

She was also a pretty good girl, she looked good, she was in good shape, she was vibrant and she had a lot of confidence in herself. Earlier in Shenzhen, Liya told her about the girl she liked before the trail. She didn't think so. However, she saw her boyfriend throw away a big project and rush back to Jianghai to meet people. After all, there was a sense of crisis in her heart. At this time, when she saw the quiet appearance and temperament, she suddenly felt a little ashamed and obscene. She saw that they had not seen each other for several years. When she sat down, she looked like she was in perfect harmony. Her head was hot and she ran in. At this time, the conversation with the quiet person is not very interesting to see each other, and the heart is happy: this woman, most of the time, has no flame when she sees herself.

Later, the waitress came back. She was about to order some coffee and her boyfriend coughed softly: “Nana, why don't you go outside and wait a minute?” As soon as Master Nana heard the Oriental Road, she said, "The grilled meat skewer across the slope is good. Take a seat first. I'll go out and find you when I'm done with Jing. ”

“Uh… okay. ”

Teacher Nana was not ashamed, but she had already appeared. The woman in front of her should also correct her position. The purpose had been achieved. She threw it hard inside her boyfriend's arm and greeted her quietly and got up and left. When her girlfriend disappeared into the crowd, Oriental shook her head: “Sorry, smile. ”

“Very nice girl. ”

“I helped him build the tomb, but it was a fake.” Knowing that Jing Jing did not like to wrap around the corner, he drank a cup of coffee and said directly, “You went to see Teacher Zhang and probably knew those things. He left on February 5th. We had been watching him until then, but in fact, we didn't know more than anyone else. After February 5th, he left Jianghai, and the person in charge of stalking will never find him again. ”

“The tomb...”

“He once told me that he was dead, but if you look up the funeral parcel, you'll know that no one's body has been cremated at all. He had some enemies, and he was afraid someone would come to you later, and this was his kind of compromise, telling everyone that I was dead, so that they could go down a step, but the problem was that if they couldn't find him, he would always keep a certain threat. ”

Looking quietly at him, his body gradually leaned against the back of the chair.

“I understand your mood, you won't believe it, but he did have a tumor...” Oriental Road lowered his voice and looked at the state of quiet at this moment, “Of course... his condition is actually the first in the world, that place should not have had a tumor... Anyway, there is no evidence that he is indeed dead, and of course there is no evidence that he can... survive...”

I wanted to comfort you a few words, but at the end of the day, I felt that I was inevitably a little redundant. In the end, the world's first case of tumor was also terminally ill. Jing Jing's mood for Jia Ming is not now derived from objective evidence, but from the faint hope and his own fantasy. So much so that for a moment, he took a breath of relief: “I will… wait for him to return…”

Oriental Road nodded.

The silence between them lasted for about a minute, and they stood up quietly and seemed to float: “I'll go first...” Oriental Road wanted to say something, and suddenly said something: “I think... we can pass together. ”

Ling turned back and looked at him with confusion. After a slight glance, he also straightened his hands: “I didn't want to say this, to be honest, I haven't thought about it in four or five years, but I just sat outside looking at you here, and suddenly I thought, maybe we could be together... of course, not now, I mean if you can't forget him all the time, some places need to be... say identity, or something, maybe we can be together. ”

“Thank you.” He nodded quietly and turned away. He sat in his seat and thought about the meeting. Then he drank all his coffee and walked out, the sun was bright and peaceful, the white clouds, in the crowd, he could still see the back of the quiet departure, and the sound of Fang Yuxi's song was sounded in the surrounding audio shop. This song was also reportedly written for her by Jiaming. Somehow, in the light of the scene in front of him, he remembered the twilight of four years ago, when the sun was on the banks of the fire and the family sang softly.

“Speaking of that road home,

And flowering trees,

In autumn, the wind blows flowers and dances gently.

Sunlight will crumble into a lake.

Strange cities make people want to cry.

Love has failed again.

Can you see the future clearly?

Looking in the direction of meteors,

Can you find happiness... ”

Listening to the song, he slowly placed a cigarette, sat down in a chair outside the door, looked at the bus stop across the ramp from the walking street, waiting for his lover to return home, the soft and tough woman occasionally appeared in the crowd in a clean long dress, slightly sighed, his girlfriend was coming from across the ramp exhaling, threw away his cigarette.

“You said you'd come for me! ”

He sat there, reached out and pulled out another cigarette. After being thrown away by his girlfriend, he took out another one and lit it. Master Nana had a bad feeling in her mind. In the past, when Oriental Road was hijacked by people, she was also powerful to blow away the rest of the girls. At that time, Oriental Road was just a happy laugh, but she felt a little different today. For a moment, the man looked up at her and looked softly: “Nana, let's break up.” Sounds like talking about eating something casual tonight.

“You... you can't do this! The woman she..."

“It's not her problem, she doesn't love me, I'm afraid she won't fall in love with me all her life, you don't understand...” The Oriental Road smiles lightly, "Don't be rude, Nana, I'll take you back. ”

“You can't look like this! ”

As the wind blows, the woman gradually turns into a loud cry, the man calmly takes her through the crowd to the parking place, on the other side, quietly gets in the car, gradually away in the singing, each submerged in this huge steel forest...

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In the evening, Fang Yuxi got off the plane at Jianghai Airport, and the economists came to pick her up, while reporting to her on some of the things that had happened since she arrived early yesterday.

“You have made it clear to the investigation about Miss Ye Lingjing. She has now returned to Jianghai and is also said to be planning to develop in the performing arts industry. It is the company of Mr. Debbie. To be honest, they have not really opened up a situation in the Chinese market in recent years. The cultural heritage, ideology are different, and the music forms accepted are different. Of course, the performance of Miss Lingjing is very oriental, but if it is just a piano, of course it is just a song and a widow, the popular music world or want a big red and purple, there is no possibility. ”

The broker followed her for the last two years. Although highly qualified and a celebrity in the industry, she was not clear about her relationship with the Concept Band a few years ago, but only did a relatively professional analysis based on her own information.

“This is the address of her home that I surveyed. One thing happened. Debbie invited me yesterday. She said she wanted Miss Ye to join in a performance at your tour concert. I think Yu Si, since you're so enthusiastic about her, you probably promised to come down, but... Oh, that's interesting. He should just mention it. I didn't expect that I would agree to it so simply. Later, I said that I would probably consult Miss Ye. I probably asked. It seems that Miss Ye hasn't come out recently because something is in a bad mood... It's really funny. Rain means that you have a chance to perform. How many people want to come in, and they still look this expensive, not a big star, but they haven't come out yet...”

The agent thought, "But it's good that I want to agree to this, Miss Ye's teacher Julian, is a real master figure. If Miss Ye can't come, we can have Mr. Julian as a guest list, which is a really win-win situation. ”

Her voice just dropped, Fang Yuzheng shook his head: “Don't Julian... at least not this time, be sure to Ye Lingjing. ”

“But that Miss Ye she...”

Fang Yuzhi smiled. “I'll see her myself tomorrow. ”

The broker looked at her with some confusion, then shook her head. At this time, she was thinking about what Jiaming had said yesterday. Yesterday evening at the beach, she said something she knew about Jiaming, Jing Jing and Sha Sha, and asked a few questions about what had happened to them. Jia Ming seemed to remember, thinking about it for a while before saying: “Probably… something happened…"

This ambiguity can only prove that Jia Ming also seems to have an impression of them, but what exactly happened, broke up, encountered a very complicated enemy or trouble, or other confusing reasons, I can't think of. Jiaming's safety in Hong Kong is no longer worried. Although he cares about this matter, he does not have a passport. He cannot follow himself directly to Jianghai. He can only arrange for Captain Mo to come later. In any case, since he has come, go see Ling Jing before talking about anything else.

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I found that Hidden Kill can be written as a song recommendation. The song is the theme, the content is just a background interpretation for a few songs ^_^

Anyway, Volume 8 is mainly two songs, the previous song "Tell You" doesn't count, and the next one is, um, which one is it... You can guess, by that song, they should have met. In fact, I found my ears soft. If the scene was doubled, this chapter would definitely feel more like it. For example, like Hero Zhi, I'm still too fast, too fast...

Well, I know I've been slower lately, but it feels like, you know, it's been a lot of lyrics lately, and people are yelling at me all the time and pushing things too slowly, and I just have to write down everything I need, and I don't really need to get rid of it. It's hard to brew this feeling. Back in the front, heartache, recourse, all sorts of things, to a chapter of the city feeling, complex, sophisticated, timeless feeling, I don't know if it's well built, I basically, did my best... (to be continued, if you want to know what's going on, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)