Xu Xunsheng sat for a while, got up, and walked to the door.

She was shocked, and an incredible thought came to her mind—could it be that the man had locked her in the room just now? She knocked on the door for a while, but the corridor was silent, and there was no response at all.

Xu Xunsheng took two steps back suddenly, reacted, ran to the bedside, picked up the internal landline, and dialed the main station.

"Toot-toot-to-toe-" The switchboard is manned 24 hours a day, and someone picks it up as long as it rings a few times in the past. But today she called several times, and it rang for a long time, and no one answered on the other end. Xu Xunsheng gasped, who locked her in the room? And it was so coincidental that no one answered her call?

Xu Xunsheng sat silently for a while, not angry or panicked, but sat blankly in her mind, and when she noticed it, she found that tears had dripped a large amount on the back of her hand. She covered her mouth with her hand to keep herself from crying. She pulled out her phone and called the man.

It rang several times before someone picked it up.

The man on the other end refused to say anything.

Xu Xunsheng tried hard to suppress his crying, and said very slowly: "Did you let people lock me in the room?"

He was silent.

There were also very noisy voices, human voices, radio voices, and someone next to me said, "Mr. Ono, please get in the car here." ”

"Cen Ye, don't do this. As if with all his strength, Xu Xunsheng said this.

He hung up the phone.

Putting down the phone, Xu Xunsheng covered his face with both hands, lowered his head, cried, and cried all the time. Outside the window, it was dark, the stars were rising, and the moon was crooked and hanging on the mountain peaks.

Do you know, do you know?

My heart is like the bright moon, and the bright moon shines on the mountains and rivers.

The mountains and rivers are speechless, and the breeze is lost in dreams.

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In this afternoon and night in Shanghai, Cen Ye's whole person was confused, like a robot, under the leadership of Li Yue, he saw people, smiled at people, and greeted people. Whatever we talked about, it didn't seem to be a problem. But the whole person is actually muddy, and no one knows.

Until the lights come on, prosperity comes. Cen Ye followed the group of people to a lively and happy place. With the dim and gorgeous lights shining overhead, he sat in a graceful and luxurious courtyard, in front of the railing of a European-style castle, and a secluded lake. He seemed to suddenly realize where he was, but he just sat dullly, not speaking to anyone, but letting the waiter serve glass after glass of wine, and kept drinking.

Li Yue came to his side and said something to him, ah, yes, this is a party organized by the boss of a big investor, and he made a special trip to pick up the wind for him, a big star in the future. Li Yue patted him on the shoulder again, and said something, Cen Ye smiled, raised his wine glass and clinked glasses with him, and drank it all. Li Yue smiled, got up and left, and walked to the door of the courtyard, the curtains were thick and overlapped, prosperous and rich, he put his arms around the waist of a young girl, and he didn't know if it was a scene or something to do with it.

Cen Ye smiled, withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes and leaned back on the sofa, one hand still in his trouser pocket, grasping the mobile phone. She hasn't called or texted since that call. Zhao Tan and Huizi also got advice not to open the door for her. As for Zhang Tianyao, he is also out today and is not at the base. At least tonight, she can't live without. Tomorrow...... Tomorrow at noon, when he returns to Beijing, I will talk about it.

Thinking like this, a heart-rending pain suddenly surged in my chest. She's leaving, she's leaving him. Maybe she never really cared about it, so she could give up so easily. Cen Ye knew that he couldn't think about it anymore, and if he thought about it again, he couldn't shed tears in the crowd ~ anymore. He took a deep breath, took another breath, and then took a few glasses of wine from the plate of the waiter next to him, and poured it down, his head was a little hot, and so was his chest, as if like this, the painful feeling disappeared all at once.

Then he closed his eyes and thought uncontrollably. Sitting in one of the most prosperous and decaying corners of the world, I began to recall. I want to meet her for the first time, I want her to sit behind the piano and play her eyebrows freely, I want her to participate in a music competition with them at the beginning, wearing such a beautiful sweatshirt and slacks, revealing a small waist that makes him flustered; I want her to lower her head, almost dare not make a sound, and say in a trembling voice: "It's you, that person is you......" Cen Ye held the wine glass with his hand, pressed his eyes, and tears finally fell.

Leng Buding's thighs sank, he quickly wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was about a little star they had introduced before, wearing a gorgeous and shining evening dress skirt, revealing a large smooth and white back, the waist was so thin that it was only about a hand, and his face was probably only the size of a palm. The girl was also holding a wine glass, presumably pushed into his arms. There were also two girls laughing next to him, saying, "You admire Ono so much, if you want to talk to him, just say it." "Yes, Mr. Ono, Andy likes you. "They were probably a little drunk, and their faces were red.

Cen Ye didn't know how handsome, decadent, and moving he looked in the eyes of outsiders sitting alone in the courtyard. So much so that the girl sat on his lap, and although she said sorry, she forgot to breathe for a moment when she saw him open his eyes and look at his deep eyes in confusion.

This boy, or the man's eyes, are too good-looking, and there are too many things hidden. That's something that would sink any girl. The girl stared at him in a daze, and in the dim light, every inch of the boy's silhouette was vividly hazy. This man, melancholy, dangerous, pretty, seductive.

And this bewitchment, the girl really felt it. Her two friends also stopped talking, as they saw Andy put his arm around the neck of the newly popular frontman, closing his half-drunk eyes slightly, and were about to kiss him. The sexy red lips are about to kiss the thin lips that are said to be the ones that make countless girls think about them now. The two girls suddenly couldn't breathe, as if it was themselves who wanted to kiss him.

But Andy saw that under the blurry light, Cen Ye suddenly smiled, it was the kind of indifferent, presumptuous, and extremely bad laugh. He whispered in her ear, "This is where you can sit, too?"

He shoved her away.

The girl was pushed and staggered and held up by her friends. She was so angry and anxious that she couldn't believe what she saw, after all, although she was not yet popular, but with her appearance and qualifications, she had already been valued and praised by the company's big boss. If she hadn't been drunk tonight, she wouldn't have thrown her arms into this new star with an unstable foundation. But people didn't even save any face, so they humiliated her like this?

The girl went away in hatred. The two friends didn't know why, so they looked at Cen Ye a few more times and followed.

Cen Ye didn't care at all, he patted his pants as if he was dirty, and then leaned back on the sofa and continued to be stupid. At a certain moment, out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to feel a flash of light somewhere. He turned his head to look, but saw a few figures on the balcony on the second floor of the clubhouse, but there was nothing out of the ordinary. Where did he care so much, and continued to drink sullen wine, alone, painful and bitterly indulgent.