Chapter Seventy-Five: The Song of Parting
() Some friends commented on this chapter, thinking that 11 is too cold-blooded, in fact, many things are not voluntary by 11. I've re-edited this chapter, and I've re-read it once, and you'll know that 11 also has a lot of helplessness.
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Today's Emgrand Plaza is crowded, because today is the first solo concert of Ouyang Yue'er, a popular singer from the Dragon Kingdom, in Lavis. Although the show was postponed for a week, no one complained. Celebrities are also people, and if they are people, they will be injured, Ouyang Yue'er sprained her ankle and rested for a week, which is a normal thing.
Although a lot of gossip and gossip magazines swore that Ouyang Yue'er was seen shopping around the mall a few days ago, she didn't look injured at all. But with the almost frantic press conference of sponsors and partners clarifying, this is less important.
A small number of people will only think that Ouyang Yue'er's star shelf is a little bigger, and her favorability has been reduced a little. And the vast majority of people are still her avid fans, for these people, even if it is postponed for a month, as long as they can see the goddess in their hearts, they are already satisfied.
The cries in the square shook the sky, and many people couldn't wait to shout Ouyang Yue'er's name.
Outside the square......
"11, aren't you really going to say goodbye to Miss and them?" Ye Zimei's face was a little unhappy, she was busy dying, but 11 pulled her out at such a time, only saying that she was leaving.
11 carried a travel bag and said indifferently: "My mission is complete, there is no need to stay." โ
"But if you say goodbye like this, the young lady will be very unhappy. โ
"That's not my business. โ
Ye Zimei thought for a while, and then said, "Let's wait until the concert is over before leaving?" Miss said she wanted to surprise you. โ
11 took out a ticket from his pocket, which was the ticket that Ouyang Yue'er gave him for the VIP seat. 11 Tearing up the ticket with his hand, he said, "There is no need. โ
Ye Zimei looked at the confetti flying all over the sky and sighed: "Okay, then I'll ask the driver to take you to the airport." I'm too busy to send you off. โ
"No, I can't. โ
Ye Zimei asked with some surprise, "Why?"
11 said with a flat expression: "You haven't given me the balance yet." โ
Ye Zimei laughed at herself embarrassedly: "Look at my memory, but I don't have a check now." Why don't I send it to you in a few days?"
"That's not my business, you have to explain it to me before I get on the plane, or you yourself at the airport and meet the people in the organization. โ
Ye Zimei thought for a long time, her expression was a little hesitant, her eyes looked at the door of the square, and then at 11, and finally nodded helplessly: "Okay, you accompany me back to the hotel to get the check first, but we have to hurry." โ
11 nodded silently.
Ye Zimei turned to leave, and after a while, she came over in a car and beckoned 11 to go back to the hotel together.
Ye Zimei seemed to be really busy and couldn't leave, and kept urging the driver to drive faster on the road, and finally rushed back to the hotel, took out a blank check, filled in the mantissa and handed it to 11.
Ye Zimei stretched out a hand and said apologetically: "11, I'm sorry, I really can't send you anymore." โ
11 glanced at her lightly, did not shake her hand, and said, "I'm leaving." โ
Ye Zimei knew 11's temper, so she retracted her hand disappreciatively, waved her hand and said, "Take care." Next time we come to the West, we will work together. โ
11. Xiao Se's back slowly moved away. At this moment, Ye Zimei suddenly had a feeling that she felt that 11 was very lonely and depressed. As if 11 was a little sad, a touch of sadness. 11Will you be sad? Ye Zimei smiled self-deprecatingly, sat back in the car and said to the driver: "Go back to Emgrand Plaza, be quick." โ
The car quickly turned around, and immediately drowned in the neon world of the light fence.
In the distance, 11, who was empty-handed, slowly turned around, silently looking at the direction of the vehicle Ye Zimei was sitting in, his face was very calm, and he couldn't see any expression. Only in his eyes, there was a slight strangeness.
In the car, Ye Zimei had been looking at her watch anxiously, and suddenly the corner of her eye swept to a travel bag on the seat. She remembers that the bag had been in the hands of 11 before.
"Alas, this 11 is really troublesome. Forget it, let's have someone rush to the airport and send it to him later. Ye Zimei was talking to herself, and she was suddenly stunned, thinking that 11 had never brought any packages. Even if it was the first time he came, he was empty-handed, so where did this travel bag come from?
Ye Zimei took the travel bag with some curiosity, and it was quite heavy to start.
She unzipped her travel bag, only to see a dense pile of wires wrapped around a pile of round detonators.
"Boom!!"
On the street, a car that was speeding suddenly exploded, first the fiery red fireworks shattered all the glass, and then the whole car exploded into the air under the huge impact, and when it fell, the whole car was in flames.
The sudden explosion of the sedan caused traffic jams on the street, and countless passers-by curiously gathered around and pointed at the distance.
"Sister Mei...... Goodbye......11 withdrew his gaze, turned and slowly walked away, the lonely figure disappearing into the noisy sea of people.
11. Remember, only the dead can keep secrets forever. This was the hint given to him by the organization this morning when he reported to the organization on his mission. The identity of the Ice Killer cannot be revealed, and anyone who knows must die. 11 didn't want to kill Ye Zimei, but he also had a lot of helplessness, the organization's order was higher than a qiฤ, even if he wanted to kill his relatives and friends, he had to do it. Killers can't have feelings, and 11 years ago learned this.
As long as he is still in the "devil's" day, he must obey the orders of the "devil" and must not resist. Why can't the identity of the Ice Killer be known?11 He doesn't understand, he doesn't want to know, and the "devil" won't let him know.
From now on, no one will know the identity of the Ice Killer, and there will never be a ......
11 walked very slowly, very slowly. His back is so lonely.
He is going to return to the www.biquge.info of a man's pen and taste, and his life is destined to be lonely. There was no one to accompany him, so he could only go down alone.
He doesn't belong to any group because he's 11......
At the same time, inside the Emgrand Plaza.
Ouyang Yue'er's singing today seems to be substandard, but the enthusiasm of the fans is still undiminished. Anyone who is a little more attentive can notice that when she is performing, her eyes look at an empty seat in the VIP seat from time to time.
A bodyguard hurriedly ran over and whispered a few words in Ouyang Lin and Chen Sang's ears. Ouyang Lin and Chen Sang's faces changed at the same time, and they both looked at each other in horror.
On the stage, Ouyang Yue'er finished singing, and in the face of the enthusiastic cheers from the audience, she first bowed slightly, held the microphone, and said in a sweet voice: "Thank you very much for taking time out of your busy schedule to listen to my concert, I am very touched by everyone's enthusiasm." โ
The audience cheered enthusiastically.
Ouyang Yue'er smiled sweetly and continued: "The following song, I want to give it to a friend who is very important to me. Although he didn't come today, I still want to take this opportunity to say to him sincerely: thank you. โ
The audience looked at each other, wondering who this person was, and the sponsor and the staff in charge of the stage were stunned for a moment, as if there was no such line during the rehearsal, right?
Fortunately, the person in charge of the accompaniment reacted quickly and immediately played the next song, and the melodious accompaniment sound slowly sounded.
Ouyang Yue'er's expression was a little gloomy and a little sad. The competition with this song is perfected to the limit, and everyone is fascinated.
"When you leave, do you remember the vows we made...... When you are lonely, have you ever remembered the moment of farewell...... You are gone, and you don't look back, and you walk silently. Leave me alone in the wind, alone in crying...... Have you forgotten? Have you forgotten? I'm still waiting for you......"
On the plane, 11 sat by the window, looking at the neon lights flashing below, his face very flat.
The plane gradually rose into the clouds and disappeared into the sky......
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