About ten minutes later, Huo Czenye's cell phone rang.

He lowered his head and was writing something, and muttered unhappily, "It's noisy." ”

Maybe he was referring to someone who came out of nowhere to interrupt his thoughts, but I thought he was talking more like he was talking about me.

Picking up the phone, he replied with a brief "Got it", got up, and stepped out the door without looking back.

I was left stunned in place, and the silence of the room.

Is he the air when I am? If you want me to leave or ask me to wait, you won't say a word, just leave, and you don't even bother to give a look.

I shook my head, I was really a little master who was spoiled by my parents.

Most of the day passed quietly in the bullet writing, until the daylight faded, I rubbed my sore neck, looked at the finished manuscript in my hand, and felt like a mental collapse.

Huo Czen has not returned at night, I picked up my mobile phone and dialed it, but no one answered.

wanted to throw the lyrics down and leave, and the cold eyes and frost-covered stereotypical face of the little young master appeared in his mind, so he had no choice but to give up.

Presumably he will be back, and I heard that he rarely goes home, and usually stays in the music room day and night except for necessary events.

One hour, two hours.

It's not easy to wait, and it's even worse to wait if there's a result.

My heart was crossed, and I got up to leave.

Coincidentally, the door to the music room was suddenly pushed open.

Huo Czen pushed the door and saw me, there seemed to be a trace of astonishment in his eyes, I breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly handed over the lyrics, and simply fought with him quickly.

He glanced at it, and the corners of his lips finally revealed the last thing I wanted to see, the arc of mockery.

As if thinking for a moment, he looked up and threw me an indifferent look, "Go." ”

"Where to go?" I blurted out, even though I knew he wouldn't answer.

Sure enough, Huo Czen ignored it and walked out of the music room.

I followed and patiently asked, "Is it because of my lyrics?" What doesn't fit you, can you tell me first? I ......"

He stopped, his tone cold, "Are you talking too much nonsense?" ”

Endure the calm for a while. Although I don't know when I will be able to completely break this seemingly calm situation because of my intolerance, this is the only piece of advice I can give myself at this time.

The place where the car stopped was completely unexpected, and it turned out to be an old-fashioned residential area that was not bustling.

Six-storey buildings stand lonely in the dark night, perhaps far from the city and so unprosperous that the outline of the building is blurred by the darkness of the night.

As far as the eye can see, only a few residents' lights are on.

"What are we doing here?" In the middle of the night, I asked him to come to such a strange place without knowing it, and I was really uneasy.

He ignored me, opened the door and got out of the car, and when he was about to close the door, he found that I had no intention of getting out of the car.

"It's a nuisance." The complaint was clear, and he finally explained to me in a rare way, "Look for inspiration." ”

"Why are you looking for inspiration like this—hey......" Before the question could be spoken, the other person had already walked into the building.

I was frustrated, so I had to follow.

All the way to the rooftop of the top floor, it was also pitch black, Huo Czen stopped at night, stood quietly, and looked into the distance.

I also looked into the distance, almost a dark shadow, with a faint light, the cluster of buildings blurred in the night, giving people a sense of desolation forgotten in a prosperous corner.

"What does it feel?" In the night, the sound of Hotzen night sounded particularly distant.

"Loneliness." I hardly hesitated.

"What does it feel like to be here all night long, alone?"

His question was very strange, I didn't understand why the pride of the sky, who seemed to be like a star-studded moon, would focus on such a scene in his heart?

I guessed, "It's lonely, fearful, and with a hint of despair......

"Well, I don't want to see your lyrics and songs full of fresh air again." Such words came out of the mouth of Young Master Huo, who was not smiling, and it was tantamount to an extremely cold joke. Throwing this sentence down indifferently, he took a step and walked downstairs.

I couldn't laugh or cry for a while, "Huo Czenye, I admit that my lyrics don't match the style of Dark Sound Tsuka, but each of your songs is either black or dark, low or even gloomy to the extreme, won't fans be aesthetically fatigued?" Don't you get tired of it? Why not try writing something a little lighter? Even if it's a hidden hope in the darkness......"

The pace does not stop, and he consistently ignores it.

"Huozen Night!" I couldn't help but shout to him, "I don't want my music to be entangled in darkness and darkness, it's not my style, and it doesn't fit my philosophy!" ”

"Long-winded." He threw a sentence in an unkind tone, and his cadence was maintained as if no one was around.

I once again realized how ridiculous it was to reason with a stubborn man, and after a pause, I suddenly ran away from him and ran down the stairs as fast as I could.

Go downstairs, jump into the car, start the car, and everything goes smoothly and perfectly.

Yes, I realized that he hadn't just pulled out the car keys, but he had left me with the perfect opportunity.

Huo Czenye never expected that I would make such a move, so he let me run downstairs without chasing after me, and when I walked downstairs, I had already started the car and sped more than ten meters away.

Stopped, turned the steering wheel, and drove back again, but it was only parked five meters away from Huocengye.

Through the unobstructed view of the roadster, I could clearly see his incredulous expression and stunned figure, and I felt an indescribable sense of joy in my heart.

"Mr. Huo, listen well," I said in an elegant tone, with a faint smile, "First, although I am your composer, I have working hours and do not accept overtime for no reason and inexplicably; Second, you have very few strange languages that only you can understand, but you can't ask others to understand them as well, so it is necessary for you to learn the verbal expressions. Third, as a composer, I have the freedom to create, I will change "Dark Sound Tsuka" according to your requirements, but you can't shake my creative concept, I can write darkness, but I can't blindly dark, forgive me, my state of mind can't be reached; Fourth, as a young man in the flower season, it is really melancholy to have a tight face every day, remembering my sister's advice, which is very unpleasant. ”

I smiled and winked at him, leaving one last sentence, "Goodbye, then." ”

Opening the car door, I walked straight into the night.