There is rarely such good weather in summer. There is no rain, and the sun is in the sky, but it does not look hot. The blossoming clouds from the sea in the Southeast Asian monsoon bring rare shade and refreshment to the sea. I woke up early in the morning, talked to Dongfang Road in the early morning, then ate breakfast, and arranged things in the room. His former, and those brought back from Vienna, are preparing to sort out the house over the Sacred Heart Academy.

It's been four years, and the things to change and the dust to be photographed in the cabinet. Whether she will live there or not in the future, she hasn't thought about these things, she didn't think about these things. The hysterical pain in the first two days continued faintly, but after seeing Sister Yahan, time and mood seemed to be stomped I put on the brakes and got slower. I saw Dongfang Road today, and that's all I can pursue. As if the prisoner was waiting for the verdict, his mood became dull.

She had n’t brought much to Vienna, so she brought it back, but it ’s just a big box, except for changing clothes and textbooks. There are n’t really many personal things. That big album with their wedding photos. Nature is one of them.

Relatively speaking, there are more things to be arranged in the bedroom. Take out the same small things, and be astonished or surprised by the state of mind when you were a girl. When Teacher Julian came over, she was sitting by the bed and flipping through a paper bag. This was the last thing Jia Ming gave her to Vienna, some scores, bank cards, and contact information of someone. This thing has been with her for four years. After hearing about Jiaming a few days ago, she opened it for the first time, trying to find even a little information that Jiaming wanted to leave to her, but it made her familiar. Only the handwriting of Jiaming four years ago. Today, she picked up these things and began to read them carefully.

"Derby recently contacted some of his friends. I know that you have been in a bad mood lately, so it has taken a long time for your arrangements, but last night he told me something. I think the opportunity is rare. So let me ask you. I probably noticed in the years in Vienna. You like to listen to Fang Yusi's songs. She is now one of the hottest actresses in China. The recent concert tour just happened to be Jianghai. Derby and her agent People have contacted, if you have the will, they will invite you to a concert for a guest show. For your future star journey, I think this should be the rarest opportunity. "

Hearing the name Fang Yusi, he looked up at the music score and raised his head with a stunned voice: "Huh?"

Julian settled for a moment, letting her digest the information in her mind. After a while, Fang saw Ling Jing shook her head: "Or ... forget it ..." She pierced a strand of hair hanging in front of her eyes. Silk, "Thank you, teacher, but I'm not sure yet ... what to do in the future ..." Julian smiled: "I understand your mood. But ... believe me. Time will pass, and some things will fade. Yes, although I do n’t understand your specifics, I probably have experienced similar things. During that time, my choice was to work day and night, compose music. Performing, arranging time is full, many Don't think about things, but endless inspiration ... don't answer me immediately, consider these days. "

I haven't said too much in front of Lingjing these days, just let it pass and let her pass the sadness. At this time, seeing her looking at those music scores, she doesn't seem to have the kind of grief that was manifested a few days ago. Julian took the opportunity to talk to her more. He didn't care about Ling Jing's occasional reconciliation, looking at the lonely girl's face. He could almost feel the beauty of the soul that shook the soul.

For musicians, this beauty is more insidious than drugs. In Vienna, she often sees her lonely appearance, but it is not as deep as before. It is like a tenacity that maintains the soul. If you do n’t care, maybe you will simply I couldn't detect it, but it made the full weakness and sadness sublime into a brilliant light. Western women are too singular. If they are strong and independent, they are often stronger than men. If they are weak, they are unbearable. The complexity in front of them may be the essence of Oriental beauty, he thought.

"Speaking of it ... it was so good that Jianghai would be my landlord's friendship, but in the past few days, I didn't have time to walk around with my teacher and everyone ..." Looked up.

Julian took the opportunity to say: "That's not easy. It will be fine today. Or in the afternoon?"

"Sorry. I'm going to meet a former friend in the afternoon ... I've made an appointment."

"Oh ... do you want me to accompany me?"

"No thanks."

Julian nodded. They said a few more words. He left with interest. Ling Jing looked back at the man. Then look back at those music. The light came in from the window. Store her in half body.

Take a plane from Shenzhen Baoan Airport in the morning. He arrived at Jianghai at eleven o'clock. With Dongfang Road, there is only girlfriend Nana. Leading his girlfriend back home. In a sense, he saw his in-laws with his wife. Shi Nana was extremely nervous. I just had a light meal at noon. My sister is said to be working on a new company. did not return. He also joked: "The sister-in-law doesn't come back to see me. \\\\\\\\ It should be hit." Of course, this was said in front of Shi Nana. After speaking. The girlfriend's face laughed into a flower. Then he quickly defended his future aunt.

At noon, the young couple accompanied Dongfang Linghai to have a light meal. At the same table, there was Xu Yiting, who ran over to send information. The teacher at the dinner, Nana, yelled uncle, sweetly. .

After having dinner, the servants gave the room prepared by Shi Nana, and the father and son walked a little in the garden. They talked about the army ’s movement yesterday, the situation they faced recently, and the spirit of the day. Take a picture of the situation. For his girlfriend, he only mentioned the last sentence: "Slightly angry at Xiaojiazi ..." Then he said, "I think Yiting is a good kid ..." Dongfang Road was also heartless. Smile.

The appointment with Lingjing was at three in the afternoon, and at 2:15 he drove out and reached the agreed pedestrian street. At about 2:30, he found the cafe in the agreed place and walked in the crowd across the street to look over there. On the window seat on the side of the cafe, a woman in a white floral dress was quiet there. Sitting on the ground, with a cup of coffee in front of me, watching some information quietly.

He looked at the figure and looked at his watch. Then he sat down on a bench by the road, lit a cigarette, and the gentle sunlight spilled from the grid-like eaves above, and fell on the body in spots. People walked on the pedestrian street, the figures were noisy, and singing in the air echoed. So he looked at the demure silhouettes that flashed continuously in the gap of the crowd opposite him, and sighed softly, "They are all grown up ..."

He went to Vienna once two years ago, apparently to look at her incidentally for certain things in the company. In fact, it was difficult to say why he was the master. At that time, he built a tomb for Jia Ming. I said I wanted to do it, but after I arrived in Vienna, I saw the young girl who lived in a closed world and found nothing. So just chatting for a few words and then left. Now looking at the quietly sitting figure in the crowd, I suddenly realized that the silence two years ago was probably right, and some things came to pass. When you did n’t say it, you could n’t say anything, it was time to say it. Probably can't avoid it.

He sat there, watching the figure occasionally take a sip of coffee, looking down at the contents of his hands, and waiting for the time to pass by every minute and a half. At about 2:50, the woman looked at his watch and then raised it. He looked at the pedestrian on the road casually, and then looked down at the information, two seconds later. She looked up again. His eyes looked puzzled. Dongfang Lu smiled and extinguished the cigarette butts. Get up from the bench.

"Are you here a long time?" Sit down in front of Lingjing, Dongfang Road.

The woman smiled like an elf: "Just arrived."

"Then I can sit opposite for half an hour."

The cafe was full of joy, and the waitress came over. He ordered a cup of coffee at random, and the two chatted quietly. There was not a lot of twists and turns: "I've seen Sister Yahan, and I probably knew the Wuhe at the beginning. Ling, I want to know about him ... "

Dongfang Road nodded: "I actually gave him a tomb, but ..."

The words just came out, and a figure came into view. He frowned slightly, and the woman's voice rang: "Alu, I actually met you."

It was the girlfriend who had walked from the cafe in front of her for less than an hour. With a bright smile, she sat next to him and held her boyfriend's arm. "I ran out to play Uncle said that there are many places to walk in this pedestrian street. I still wonder if I will meet you ... "She squeezed affectionately towards Dongfang Road, and then stretched out her hand to Lingjing with a smile:" Hello My name is Shi Nana. "

"Ye Lingjing."

The two shook hands, Dongfang Road sighed, and then pointed at Shi Nana: "My girlfriend." Ling Jing nodded slightly. Hearing Dongfang Road so frankly introducing himself, Shi Nana was happy for a while, "I just arrived in Jianghai." "No one is with me." "I won't disturb you." "Lingjing you are so beautiful." " How can I maintain it? ”The main reason is to express my closeness to my boyfriend and at the same time calmly attack the imaginary“ love rival. ”Lingjing replied a few words, Dongfang Road is difficult to say After that, I had to apologize with my eyes.

In fact, Shi Nana did not intend to run in, but decided to leave at a glance. Dongfang Road talked with Lingjing in the morning about the time and place. She heard it nearby. When she left for the boyfriend in the afternoon, she left Dongfang Road. When she asked the maid for directions to the cafe, she was beside her. I heard that Dongfang Linghai was very enthusiastic and gave some directions. When I got here, I asked all the way. When I found it, I saw my boyfriend enter the cafe and meet the woman named Ye Lingjing.

She was also a very good girl at first, with a good appearance, a good figure, and full of vitality, and was quite confident in herself. Earlier in Shenzhen, Li Ya told her how the girl she liked before Xiaolu was still a little disapproved, but she saw her boyfriend dropped a large project in her hand and rushed back to Jianghai to see people. After all, she felt a sense of crisis. At this time, when he saw the appearance and temperament of Ling Jing, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed and saw them disappear for several years. The moment she sat down, she was extremely harmonious, and as soon as her head was hot, she ran in. At this time chatting with Ling Jing, it was not very interesting to see the other party, and my heart was happy: most of this woman thought of Albania, and then she saw herself out of breath.

After a while, the waitress came over again. She was about to order coffee, and the boyfriend around coughed softly: "Nana, can you go out and wait for a while?" Shi Nana snorted, and only heard Dongfang Road again, "The skewer opposite is good, you Go take a seat first. I'll go out to find you after Ling Jing and I have spoken. "

"Uh ... well."

Shi Nana didn't look pale, but she had already appeared anyway. The woman in front of her should also set her own position. The goal has been achieved. She twisted it **** the inside of her boyfriend's arm, greeted Lingjing, and got up to leave. After the girlfriend disappeared into the crowd, Dongfang Road shook his head: "Sorry, laughed."

"Very nice girl."

"I built Jia Ming's tomb for him. But it was fake." Knowing that Lingjing didn't like to bend corners. He took a sip of coffee and said it directly, "You have seen Teacher Zhang, and you probably know those things. He left on February 5th. We have been watching him before. But in fact We don't know much more than others. After February 5th, he left Jianghai, and the people responsible for tracking the land would never find him again. "

"That tomb ..."

"He used to confess to me that he was dead, but as long as he looked up at the funeral home, he would know that no one's body had been cremated. He had some enemies and he was afraid that someone would come later Trouble you, this is a compromise he made. Let me tell you. I'm dead, so that they can go down a step. But the problem is that he can't keep him a certain threat. "

Spirit looked at him in silence, and gradually leaned back.

"I understand your mood, you don't believe it, but he did get a tumor ..." Dongfang Road lowered his voice and looked at Lingjing's state at this time. "Of course ... his illness is actually the first case in the world. That place shouldn't have grown tumors ... anyway, there is no evidence that he is indeed dead, and of course there is no evidence that he can ... survive ... "

Originally I wanted to comfort a few words, but when I came to the end, I felt that I was a bit redundant. The first tumor in the world was also terminally ill. Ling Jing ’s feelings for Jiaming did n’t come from objective evidence, but from a slim I hoped and fantasized about myself. After a while, I took a breath and said quietly, "I will ... wait for him to return ..."

Dongfang Road nodded.

They were silent for about a minute, stood up quietly, and looked softly: "Then I'll leave ..." Dongfang Lushunkou wanted to say something, and suddenly said: "I think ... We can spend it together. "

Ling Jing turned his head and looked at him doubtfully. After a moment's stun, he spread his hands frankly: "I didn't want to say this, to be honest, I haven't thought about it for four or five years, but just now Sitting outside to see how you look over here, suddenly I felt that maybe we could be together ... Of course, not now, I mean, if you can't forget him, there are some places that need ... such as identity, or something, Maybe we can be together. "

"Thank you." Ling nodded quietly and turned to leave. He sat in his seat and thought about the meeting, then drank coffee and went out. The sun was bright and gentle, and the clouds were blossoming. Seeing Ling Jing's back, Fang Yusi sang loudly in the audio stores around, this song is also said to be written to her by Jia Ming. I don't know why, against the scene in front of him, he remembered the scene of Jiaming singing softly at the dusk of the sunset, the seaside at sunset.

"You talk about the way home,

There are trees full of flowers on the road,

The wind blows flowers softly in autumn,

The sun will shatter into a lake.

Strange cities make people want to cry,

Once again love has failed,

Can you see the future clearly,

Looking in the direction of the meteor,

Can you find happiness ... "

He listened to the song, slowly laid a cigarette, sat down on the chair outside the door, and looked at the bus stop diagonally opposite the pedestrian street, waiting for his lover to come home. The weak and tenacious woman occasionally appeared in the white long dress in the crowd and sighed slightly. The girlfriend was coming over from the diagonally, exhaling his cigarette.

"You said you came to me!"

He sat there, stretched out his hand and took out another cigarette. After being thrown away by his girlfriend, he took another one out and lit it. Shi Nana has a bad feeling in her heart. When Dongfang Road was hooked up in the past, she also strongly bombarded the rest of the girls. At that time, Dongfang Road just smiled happily, but vaguely felt that today is a little different. For a moment, the man looked up at her, his eyes still calmly: "Nana. Let's break up." It sounded like casual talk about something tonight.

"You ... you can't look like that! The woman she ..."

"It's not her problem. She doesn't love me. I'm afraid it's impossible to fall in love with me in this life. You don't understand ..." Dongfang Road smiled indifferently. "Don't be capricious, Nana, I'll take you back."

"You can't look like this!"

The wind blew, and the woman's cry grew louder. The man calmly led her through the crowd. Going to the parking place, on the other side, got into the car quietly, and gradually disappeared from the singing, each drowned in this huge steel forest ...

In the evening, Fang Yusi got off the plane at Jianghai Airport. The economic man came to pick her up and reported her some incidents that happened yesterday.

"You made the investigation about the situation of Miss Ye Lingjing clear. She has now returned to Jianghai. It is said that she intends to develop in the entertainment industry. It is the company of Mr. Derby. To be honest, although they have strong financial resources, However, in recent years, the Chinese market has not actually opened up any situation. Cultural heritage and ideology are different. The form of music received is also different. Of course, the performance of Miss Lingjing is very oriental, but if it is only a piano. Of course, it is only It ’s impossible for the pop music industry to make a big splash, and it ’s impossible for the pop music world to be popular. "

This agent has followed her in the last two years. Although she has a lot of experience and is a celebrity in the industry, it is not clear what happened to her with the concept band a few years ago. She only conducted a relatively professional analysis based on her own information.

"Here is the address of her home after investigation. One thing was a coincidence. I came here yesterday and Derby invited me there. She said she wanted Miss Ye to join in a performance on your tour. I want to think about you. Since she was so enthusiastic about her, she probably agreed, but ... Oh, it was very interesting. He should just mention it casually. I didn't expect that I would agree to be so straightforward. Later, I vaguely asked for Ye I've probably inquired about Miss's opinion. It seems that Miss Ye has been in a bad mood recently because of some things and has no intention of going out to perform ... It's so funny. Yu Si has given you a chance to perform, and how many people have deliberately crowded Their heads want to come in, they are still this expensive look, not a big star, haven't debuted yet ... "

The agent thought for a while: "But I want to agree with this matter is also very good. Miss Ye's teacher Julian is a real master figure. If Miss Ye can't come, we can just let Mr. Julian A cameo, this is a real win-win situation. "

As soon as her voice fell, Fang Yusi shook her head: "Don't Julian ... at least not this time, you must Ye Lingjing."

"But that Miss Ye ..."

Fang Yusi smiled: "I will see her in person tomorrow."

The agent looked at her in confusion, then shook her head, but Fang Yusi was thinking about what Jia Ming said yesterday. Last night at the beach, she was about to finish talking about the three people she knew about Jia Ming, Ling Jing, and Shasha. After the incident, I asked a little bit about what happened to them later. Jiaming seemed to remember, thinking for a while, before saying, "Probably ... something happened ..."

This sentence is ambiguous ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ can only prove that Jiaming also seems to have written impressions on them, but what exactly happened, broke up, and encountered a complicated enemy or trouble, or other messy reasons , I can't figure it out. Jia Ming ’s safety in Hong Kong was never worried. Although he was concerned about this, he did not have a passport and could not follow him directly to Jianghai. He could only arrange for the long-distance. After all, since he came Just go to see Lingjing before talking about the others.

I found that the hidden killer can be written as a song recommendation. The song is the theme, and the content is just a background interpretation of a few songs.

In any case, the eighth volume is mainly two songs. The "speak to you" in the front is not counted, and there is one in the back, uh, which one is it ... you can guess that, They should meet, in fact, I found that my ears are soft. If the previous plot is doubled, this chapter will definitely feel more like, for example, like heroes, I am still too fast, too fast ...

Well, I know I've been slower lately, but it feels like it has to be brewed. I've always been lyrical lately, and everyone keeps saying that the plot is moving too slowly. I can only write everything that is necessary, not all the unnecessary Removed, this feeling is difficult to brew. Back in the front, heartache, recourse, all kinds, to a chapter of the urban feeling, complex, lingering, time lingering feeling, I don't know if it has been built well, I basically, also tried my best ...