The eerie atmosphere is also the middle of winter.

In early summer, the whole person seemed to be soaked in formalin in advance when he was alive, which was not only cold, but also a feeling of numbness. She had seen the liquid floating in the dissection room of her mother's hospital, and she didn't know what it was, so she approached curiously and asked, and the result was that she had stopped eating meat for a long time, especially the tender white chicken.

At that time, after seeing the white clumps, she inexplicably felt that she had become stiff, as if she had soaked in the chemical agent with them, and at this moment, without the need for a hospital or an autopsy room, she seemed to smell the strong pungent smell, and her body also showed a kind of post-death stiffness.

She trembled as she watched Ou Jinyu slowly walk out, he suddenly stopped at the exit of the passage, turned around and smiled and waved at her, and there was another sigh in the crowd.

The men are sighing that another little flower is ruthlessly corroded by money, and they can't see the beauty of Ou Jinyu in their eyes, they only know that he is the fifth king of diamonds, he is the rich second generation in the traditional sense, and even the rich boy in the common saying, they feel that with his identity, girls fall in love with him under the wrap of money, and nothing else.

They sneered at him in their hearts, but they couldn't help but be envious and jealous, money and women are the pursuit of men in this life, and it seems that all of them can be easily obtained in that man, and playing with women has become the only thing they know.

The women are obliquely staring at the early summer with a pair of charming eyes, they don't understand what is good about this woman, this side is entangled with Jiang Yumo, but there is such a big high-quality man on the other side, there is no marriageable age in the imperial city Women will not know Ou Jinyu's name, they are afraid of him, but they love him more, his story is like a legend in the rivers and lakes, no matter whether it is really bloody or not, no matter how many women "die" under his love sword, he still attracts the attention of women.

And today, when this legendary character really appeared in front of them, there was no time to marvel, and there was no chance for them to use their means, because all the limelight was stolen by that little girl. They endured his pair of peach blossom eyes and looked at Chu Xia gently, watching him kiss her gently on the cheek, they hated, gritted their teeth, their hearts did not need to be drafted to make up countless versions of bad words, tomorrow, all the scandals about early summer will be more vividly born, this is women, this is jealousy.

Slowly watching Ou Jinyu disappear at the end of the passage, only Chu Xia herself understood that his wave was not reluctant, it was a wordless warning, even if his face was full of charming smiles, but she knew that his subtext was: I'm waiting for you, I'm waiting for you.

Chu Xia thought, his wave of the hand is like the call of death that people see before they die, perhaps, her death is not far off.

In the next rehearsal, everyone was a little confused, the men were melancholy, the women were jealous, and Jiang Yumo looked at the second page of the score to direct everyone to play the third page, no one saw that he was wrong, because at this moment, no one would care about what was wrong with this music, everyone only suspected their own lives.

Holding the pipa in early summer, she couldn't play any notes anymore, and the notes on the paper really became groups of small tadpoles at this time, she suddenly realized that she couldn't read music at this moment, she suffered from short-term memory loss, and when Ou Jinyu left, her heart, her guts, were all gone.

After the rehearsal, Chu Xia cleaned up the piano, as if he had just finished working as tired, Fang Jie came up uninterestingly, and before he could open his mouth, Chu Xia rushed to say: "Don't ask, don't ask anything, I don't have the strength to say anything now, please." ”

Fang Jie looked at Chu Xia stupidly and turned around and walked out, he didn't understand, this girl he had been chasing for ten years and liked since he was attached to middle school, why would he do this to him, she was a piece of ice, and it should melt in ten years, in fact, he didn't know that early summer was not ice, even if it had melted into a pool of spring water five years ago, what water needed was a container, and Ou Jinyu was the container she admired, what shape he was, she was willing to change.

Jiang Yumo packed up the score folder without saying a word, he didn't want to look at the lonely back in early summer, because she was a mirror, and what was reflected was another self, Bai Jasmine whispered: "Jiang Yumo ••••••"

Jiang Yumo raised his head and smiled, Bai Jasmine was stunned, because he had a pair of sad eyes on his smiling face, he couldn't fool her, let alone himself.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Chuxia cautiously walked into the door of the villa, and the aunt who opened the door didn't dare to look at her face today, could it be that even the aunt could know the weirdness of the atmosphere？

Her heart was raised again, she knew that she couldn't hide today, she deliberately raised the muscles of her face, and said that she would not hit the smiling face head-on, she hoped that this friendly attitude would win her a chance and greatly increase her probability of survival.

Slowly pacing in, as if there was a sharp knife piercing her feet, her toes seemed to be bleeding, suddenly she thought of the little mermaid dancing in pain, just for her prince's smile, early summer hung her head forbearingly, but smelled the faint fragrance of flowers in the room, she slowly looked around, at this moment, the blood seemed to be frozen to the extreme, and suddenly coagulated there.

The house is full of flowers, every corner, every vase, and bunches of flowers are piled up into a sea of flowers, but there is no romance as people imagine, because all flowers have only one color, that is, white, all of them, and the huge living room has only this one color, white, and the variety of flowers is actually chrysanthemums.

"Don't you appreciate this?" Ou Jinyu hid in the sea of flowers, like a ghost, and pointed to a wall in the living room.

Looking at the past, the whole person froze in early summer, there was a big black and white photo on the wall, the big one occupied the entire wall, the photo was wrapped around a long ribbon, and the color of the ribbon was pure black, the person on the photo, early summer was very familiar, it was Jiang Yumo and herself, that was the appearance of herself fainting in Jiang Yumo's arms during the performance, this living room seemed to have become a mourning hall, and it was her and Jiang Yumo who were commemorated, she trembled, and her teeth collided with a crisp sound.

"How's it going, isn't it wonderful?" Ou Jinyu appeared in front of her at some point, he looked at the photo again, and in this strange atmosphere, his face was as calm as if he was admiring a famous painting.

Chu Xia lowered his head, but he ruthlessly pinched his cheek and pulled it in the direction of the photo, "Why don't you look at such a wonderful photo?"

Early Summer said like a gossamer: "Are you saying goodbye to the body?"