The soundtrack for this chapter is Wang Zheng's "The Purer, the Happier".
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It was rare to have such good weather in summer. There was no rain, and the sun was shining in the sky, but it was not hot. The Southeast Asian monsoon brought clouds from the sea, bringing a rare cool and refreshing feeling to Jianghai. Lingjing woke up early and called Dongfang Lu in the morning. After breakfast, she went to tidy up her things in her room.
She wanted to tidy up her house at Sacred Heart College, as well as the things she brought back from Vienna.
It had been four years. She needed to change her clothes, wash her clothes, and dust from the cabinets.
She had not decided whether she would live there in the future. She was not in the mood to think about these things. The hysterical pain from the first two days was still faintly lingering, but after meeting Sister Ya Han, time and her mood seemed to have slowed down. After meeting Dongfang Lu today, she felt as if she had stepped on the brakes. Perhaps this was the end of her pursuit.
It was as if she was a prisoner waiting for the verdict. Her state of mind had become sluggish.
She didn't bring a lot of things with her to Vienna, so what she brought back was just an ordinary suitcase. Other than a change of clothes and textbooks, there weren't many personal things. The album with their wedding photos was naturally one of them.
In comparison, there were more things to tidy up in her bedroom. She took out little things one by one, immersing herself in or being surprised by the feelings of a young girl in the past.
When Mr. Julian came over, she was sitting by her bed and flipping through a folder. It was the last thing Jiaming gave her to bring to Vienna. It was some music scores, a bank card, and someone's contact information.
This folder had been with her for four years. A few days ago, after hearing about Jiaming's matter, she opened it for the first time, trying to find even the slightest bit of information that Jiaming had left for her. However, the only thing she was familiar with was Jiaming's handwriting from four years ago. It was only today that she picked it up and carefully read it.
"Derby has been contacting some of his friends recently. I know that you've been in a bad mood recently, so I've delayed most of the arrangements for you. But last night, he told me something. I thought it was a rare opportunity, so I came to ask you.
In the past few years in Vienna, I also noticed that you like to listen to Fang Yusi's songs. She is now one of the most popular female stars in China. Recently, her concert tour happened to be in Jianghai. Derby has contacted her agent. If you are willing, they will invite you to perform a guest performance at the concert. For your future career, I think this should be the most rare opportunity. "
Hearing the name Fang Yusi, Lingjing, who was looking at the score, raised her head absentmindedly: "En?"
Julian paused for a moment to let her digest the information in her mind. After a while, Lingjing shook her head: "Forget it …" She brushed away a strand of hair that was hanging in front of her eyes: "Thank you, Mr. Julian, but I still haven't decided … what I want to do in the future …"
Julian smiled: "I understand how you feel, but … believe me, time will pass, and some things will gradually fade. Although I don't know the specifics of your situation, I have had a similar experience. During that time, I chose to work day and night, composing, performing, and making my schedule full. There were a lot of things that I didn't think about, but my inspiration was endless … You don't have to answer me immediately. You can think about it in the next few days."
In the past few days, he didn't say too much in front of Lingjing. He just let nature take its course and let her get over the sadness. At this time, when he saw that she was looking at the score, she didn't seem to be as sad as she was a few days ago. Julian took the opportunity to chat with her a little more. He didn't mind that Lingjing was a little absent-minded and occasionally responded to him. Looking at the lonely girl's side profile and the silhouettes of the beautiful silhouette, he could almost feel a kind of soul-shaking beauty.
For a musician, this kind of beauty was more addictive than drugs. When he was in Vienna, he often saw her lonely look, but it was not as deep as now. It was like a strand of tenacity that kept the soul together. If you didn't pay attention, you might not even notice it, but it sublimated the full of weakness and sadness into a brilliant light.
Western women were too simple. If they were strong and independent, they were often stronger than men, but if they were weak and powerless, it was really unbearable. The complexity in front of him might be the true essence of Dongfang's beauty, he thought.
"Speaking of which … I originally said that I would be the host when we arrived in Jianghai, but with all the things that have happened these past few days, I haven't had the time to bring Teacher and everyone around for a stroll …" At a certain point, Ling Jing thought of something and raised her head.
Julian took the opportunity to say: "Isn't that easy? You can do it today. How about this afternoon?"
"Sorry, I have to meet an old friend in the afternoon … I've already made an appointment."
"Oh … Do you want me to accompany you?"
"No, thank you."
Julian nodded. The two exchanged a few more words, and he tactfully left. Lingjing looked at the man's back, and then withdrew her gaze back to the music. The light shone in from the window, and half of her body was hidden in it.
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In the morning, the flight from Shenzhen Bao 'an Airport arrived in Jianghai at 11 o' clock. Only his girlfriend, Shi Nana, was traveling with Dongfang Lu. Bringing his girlfriend home was, in a sense, bringing his wife to meet his in-laws. Shi Nana was very nervous. They only had a simple lunch at noon, and his sister was said to be working on the new company, so she didn't come back. He couldn't help but tease her: "Sister-in-law is here, but she didn't come back to greet you. You deserve a beating."
These words were naturally said in front of Shi Nana. After saying that, his girlfriend's face bloomed like a flower, and then she quickly defended her future sister-in-law.
At noon, the young couple accompanied Dongfang Linghai to have a simple meal. At the same table, there was also Hsu Yi-ting, who ran over to deliver information. At the meal, Shi Nana called him uncle very sweetly. When she heard that Hsu Yi-ting was her future sister-in-law's general, she was also incomparably affectionate.
After the meal, they asked the servants to prepare a room for Shi Nana to stay in. The father and son took a stroll in the garden and talked about the military deployment yesterday, the recent situation they were facing, and the situation that Ling Jingzhao had come over that day.
As for his girlfriend, he only said one sentence at the end, "I think she's a little petty …" Then he said, "I think Yiting is a good child …" Dongfang Lu laughed heartlessly.
He had an appointment with Lingjing at three in the afternoon. At a quarter past two, he drove out. When he arrived at the agreed pedestrian street, it was only half past two. He found the agreed cafe and walked through the crowd on the opposite side of the street to look over there. At the side of the cafe by the window, a woman wearing a white floral dress sat there quietly. There was a cup of coffee in front of her, and she was quietly reading some information.
He looked at the figure, looked at his watch, and then sat down on a bench by the side of the road. He lit a cigarette, and the warm sunlight spilled down from the latticed eaves above, falling speckled on his body.
The pedestrian street was bustling with people, and there was a song echoing in the air. He looked at the quiet silhouette that constantly flashed through the gaps of the crowd and sighed softly. "She's all grown up …"
Two years ago, he went to Vienna once. On the surface, it was for some company matters and to see her, but in reality, it was hard to say what was more important. At that time, he built a tomb for Jiaming, and there were some things in his heart that he wanted to say and do. However, when he came to Vienna and saw the girl living in a completely isolated world, he realized that he couldn't say anything. So, he just chatted for a while and left. Now that he looked at the figure sitting quietly in the crowd, he suddenly realized that his silence two years ago was probably right. Some things came naturally. When you didn't say it, you couldn't say it even if you wanted to, but when it was time to say it, you couldn't avoid it.
He sat there and looked at the figure. Occasionally, she would take a small sip of coffee and look down at the things in her hands. He just waited like this for the time to pass. When it was about 2: 50 p.m., the woman looked at her watch, then raised her head and casually looked at the pedestrians on the road. Two seconds later, she raised her head again and looked at him with a puzzled gaze.
Dongfang Lu smiled, put out the cigarette, and stood up from the bench.
"You've been here for a long time, right?" Dongfang Lu sat down in front of Lingjing and asked.
The woman smiled like a fairy, "I just arrived."
"Then I've been sitting across from you for half an hour."
The music in the cafe was leisurely. The waitress came over, and he casually ordered a cup of coffee. The two chatted for a while, and Lingjing didn't beat around the bush, "I've seen Sister Ya Han, and I roughly know what happened at Wuhe Ridge. I want to know about him …"
Dongfang Lu nodded, "Actually, I built his tomb for him, but …"
Just as he finished speaking, a figure came into view. He frowned slightly, and the woman's voice rang out, "Ah Lu, I actually met you."
The person who walked over from the front of the cafe was his girlfriend, who had been separated from home for less than an hour. She had a bright smile on her face, then sat directly next to him and held his arm, "I ran out to play. Uncle said that there were many places to visit on this pedestrian street, so I was wondering if I would meet you …" She intimately squeezed next to Dongfang Lu, then smiled and reached out her hand to Lingjing, "Hello, I'm Shi Nana."
"Ye Lingjing."
The two shook hands, and Dongfang Lu sighed, then pointed to Shi Nana, "My girlfriend." Lingjing also nodded lightly.
Hearing Dongfang Lu's frank introduction, Shi Nana was suddenly happy, "I just arrived in Jianghai." "I don't have anyone to accompany me." "I won't disturb you, right?" "Lingjing, you're so beautiful." "How do you take care of yourself?"
Lingjing didn't stop talking, mainly to show that she was close to her boyfriend, and at the same time, to quietly attack the imaginary "love rival". Dongfang Lu couldn't finish his words, so he could only express his apology with his eyes.
In fact, Shi Nana originally didn't plan to run in. She only decided to take a look and leave.
When Dongfang Lu and Lingjing talked on the phone in the morning to make an appointment, she also heard it from the side. In the afternoon, when her boyfriend went out, she also left Dongfang Lu. When she asked the servant for the directions to the coffee shop, Dongfang Linghai, who heard it from the side, was very enthusiastic and gave her some pointers. When she arrived here, she asked about it again. When she roughly found it, she just happened to see her boyfriend enter the coffee shop and meet the woman named Ye Lingjing.
She was originally quite an outstanding girl. Her appearance was not bad, her figure was good, and she was full of vitality. She was quite confident in herself.
Previously, when Li Ya told her about the girl that Xiao Lu liked before, she didn't think much of it. However, when she saw that her boyfriend had left a big project in his hands and rushed back to Jianghai to meet someone, she felt a sense of crisis in her heart. At this time, when she saw Lingjing's appearance and temperament, she suddenly felt a little ashamed. Seeing that the two of them hadn't seen each other for several years and were extremely harmonious as soon as they sat down, she ran in hot-headed.
At this time, when she was chatting with Lingjing, she saw that the other party was not very interested. She was happy in her heart. This woman most likely had thoughts about Aluyou. Now that she saw her, she was no longer arrogant.
Not long after, the waitress came over again. She was about to order coffee when her boyfriend coughed softly. "Nana, can you go out and wait for a while?"
Shi Nana was stunned, only to hear Dongfang Lu say again, "The barbecue skewers diagonally across the street are not bad. Go and get a seat first. I'll go out and look for you after I talk to Lingjing."
"Uh … Okay."
Shi Nana's expression was unsatisfied, but since she had already appeared, the woman in front of her should know her place. She had achieved her goal. She pinched the inside of her boyfriend's arm hard, said goodbye to Lingjing, and got up to leave.
Just now when his girlfriend's figure disappeared into the crowd, Dongfang Lu shook his head. "Sorry, I made a fool of myself."
"She's a very good girl."
"I helped build Jiaming's tomb, but it's actually fake."
Knowing that Lingjing didn't like to beat around the bush, he took a sip of coffee and said directly, "You've seen Miss Zhang, so you probably know about those things. He left on February 5th. Before that, we've been watching him, but in fact, we don't know much more than others. After February 5th, he left Jianghai, and the people in charge of tracking him couldn't find him anymore."
"Then the tomb …"
"He once told me that he was dead, but as long as you check the funeral parlor, you'll know that this person's body was never cremated.
He had some enemies, and he was also afraid that people would come looking for you in the future. This was his compromise. He told everyone that he was dead, so they would have a way out. But the problem was that they couldn't find him, so he always maintained a certain level of threat. "
Lingjing looked at him, her body gradually leaning against the back of the chair.
"I understand how you feel. You don't want to believe it, but he did have a tumor …" Dongfang Lu lowered his voice and looked at Lingjing's current state. "Of course … his disease is actually the first case in the world. That place shouldn't have a tumor … No matter what, there's no evidence to prove that he's really dead, and of course, there's no evidence to prove that he can … survive …"
Originally, he wanted to say a few words of comfort, but at the last moment, he felt that it was unnecessary. The world's first case of a tumor was ultimately a terminal illness. Lingjing's feelings for Jiaming now didn't come from objective evidence, but from a faint hope and her own imagination. After a while, Lingjing took a deep breath. "I'll … wait for him to come back …"
Dongfang Lu nodded.
After about a minute of silence, Ling Jing stood up. She appeared to be as light as a feather. "Then, I'll be leaving first …" Dongfang Lu wanted to say something, but he suddenly said, "I think … we can live together."
Lingjing turned her head and looked at him in confusion. After a slight pause, he frankly spread out his hands. "I didn't want to say this. To be honest, I haven't thought about it for four or five years. But sitting outside and looking at you, I suddenly felt that maybe we can be together … Of course, not now. I mean, if you can't forget him, and there are some places that need … such as identity, or something, maybe we can be together."
"Thank you."
Lingjing nodded and turned to leave. He sat in his seat and thought about this meeting. Then he drank his coffee and walked out. The sun was bright and warm, and the white clouds were everywhere. In the crowd, he could still see Lingjing's back as she left. The surrounding music stores were filled with Jiaming's singing. This song was said to be written for her by Jiaming.
He didn't know why, but the scene in front of him reminded him of the evening four years ago. The setting sun was like fire, and Jiaming sang softly by the seawall.
"You mentioned the road home,
There are trees full of flowers on the road,
The wind in autumn blows the flowers gently,
The sun will shatter into a lake.
The strange city makes people want to cry,
Another love has been disappointed,
Can you see the future clearly,
Follow the direction of the meteor,
Can you find happiness … … "
He listened to the song, slowly lit a cigarette, and sat down on the chair outside the door. He looked at the bus stop diagonally across the pedestrian street, waiting for her lover to come home. The weak and tenacious woman in a white dress occasionally appeared in the crowd. He sighed slightly. His girlfriend walked over from diagonally across the street and threw his cigarette away.
"You said you would come to find me!"
He sat there and took out another cigarette. After it was thrown away by his girlfriend, he took out another one and lit it. Shi Nana had a bad feeling in her heart. In the past, when Dongfang Lu was seduced, she also strongly drove away the other girls. At that time, Dongfang Lu just smiled happily, but vaguely felt that today was a little different.
For a moment, the man looked up at her. His eyes were still indifferent and warm: "Nana, let's break up." It sounded as casual as talking about what to eat tonight.
"You … … You can't be like this!
That woman, she … … "
"It's not her problem. She doesn't love me. I'm afraid she won't fall in love with me in this life. You don't understand … …" Dongfang Lu smiled indifferently, "Don't be willful, Nana, I'll take you back."
"You can't be like this!"
The wind blew. The woman's crying gradually turned louder. The man calmly took her through the crowd and went to the parking place. On the other side, Lingjing got on the car. The song gradually faded away. Both of them were submerged in this huge steel forest … …
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In the evening, Fang Yusi got off the plane at Jianghai Airport. The manager came to pick her up and reported to her what happened after she came in advance yesterday.
She has returned to Jianghai and is said to be planning to develop her career in the entertainment industry. It's Mr. Derby's company. To be honest, although they have strong financial resources, they haven't made much progress in the Chinese market in the past few years. Their cultural heritage and ideology are different, and the music they accept is also different. Of course, this Miss Lingjing's performance is very oriental, but if it's just the piano, of course, it's just a mediocre tune. It's impossible for her to become popular in the pop music industry. "
This manager had been with her for the last two years. Although he had a lot of experience and could be considered a celebrity in the industry, he wasn't clear about the matter between her and the concept band a few years ago. He just carried out a relatively professional analysis according to his own information.
"This is her home address. Coincidentally, I just came over yesterday and Derby invited me over, saying that he hopes that Miss Ye can perform once in your concert tour. I thought that since Miss Ye is so enthusiastic about him, you would probably agree. But... heh, that side is very interesting. He probably just casually mentioned it and didn't expect me to agree so easily. Later on, he vaguely said that he wanted to seek Miss Ye's opinion. I roughly asked around and it seems that Miss Ye is in a bad mood recently and has no intention of coming out to perform... It's really funny, Yusi. So many people are breaking their heads to get your chance to perform, yet they still act so noble. They're not even big stars and haven't debuted yet..."
The manager thought for a moment. "But I think it's good to agree to this matter. Miss Ye's teacher, Julian, is a real master. If Miss Ye can't come, we can just let Mr. Julian be a guest star. This is a real win-win situation."
As soon as her voice fell, Fang Yusi shook her head. "No Julian … … At least not this time. It must be Ye Lingjing."
"But that Miss Ye, she … …"
Fang Yusi smiled. "I'll see her in person tomorrow."
The manager looked at her with some doubts, then shook his head. Fang Yusi was thinking about what Jiaming said yesterday. Last evening at the beach, after she roughly told him what she knew about Jiaming, Lingjing, and Shasha, she briefly asked what happened to them later.
Jiaming seemed to remember and thought for a while. Just now, he said, "Probably … … Something happened …"
This sentence was ambiguous. It could only prove that Jiaming seemed to have an impression of them, but as for what exactly happened, they broke up, met a very complicated enemy, or were in trouble, or other messy reasons, she couldn't figure it out.
She was no longer worried about Jiaming's safety in Hong Kong. Although she was concerned about this matter, he didn't have a passport, so he couldn't follow her directly to Jianghai. She could only let Captain Mu arrange it in the future. No matter what, since she was here, she should go and see Lingjing first.
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I found that Invikill can be written as a song recommendation. The song is the theme, and the content is just a background explanation for a few songs ^ _ ^
No matter what, Volume 8 mainly has two songs. The first song, "To Tell You", doesn't count. There's another song at the end. Yep yep, which song is it … Everyone can make a guess. When they reach that song, they should meet. Actually, I realized that I'm easily swayed. If the plot at the beginning were to be doubled, then this chapter would definitely have a better feeling. For example, like "Heroes", I'm still too fast, too fast …
Okay, I know I've been slower recently, but the feeling, it needs to be brewed. Recently, I've been lyrical, and everyone has been shouting that the plot is moving too slowly. I can only write the necessary things and remove the unnecessary things. This kind of feeling is very difficult to brew.
In the previous chapters, there was heartache, searching, and all sorts of other things. However, in this chapter, there was an urban feeling of complexity, attachment, and the feeling of time passing by. I don't know if I created it well, but I basically did my best … (To be continued, if you want to know what happens next, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)