Chapter 144: Why is Love, Life and Death Depend on Each Other (II)

The man was gone, but I stared at the doorway but I didn't retract my gaze for a long time, and my heart was churning, almost bursting out of my chest.

Phyllis? Ciel, even if it is revenge, I will not use your despicable and insidious means, that is an insult to my character. Rest assured, I will let you receive the punishment you deserve after you have been fully prepared.

The corners of his lips suddenly raised a coldness, please do your best to take it, I will not be soft.

At this time, the mobile phone rang suddenly with an inexplicable sense of urgency.

I picked it up, and a panicked voice came from the other side of the phone, "Sister Qingyu, do you have any news of Dawn?" He was supposed to go to the studio early this morning, but I called him and the phone was turned off, and no one answered the phone at home, so I ......"

"Wait a minute......" I interrupted, sorting out my thoughts, and identifying it as Huo Cen Ye's assistant Xiao Yu, "You mean, Huo Cen Ye is missing?" ”

"Yes, I've searched everywhere and haven't heard from him, I'm really worried......" I was about to cry when I heard her voice.

I pondered, "Do you know the possible reason for his disappearance?" Or, did he react unusually before this? ”

"I ...... I can't think of ...... Dawn has always been a very silent person, he keeps everything in his heart, and I really can't think of what reason he would disappear......"

"Okay, don't panic," I tried to reassure myself: "For now, block the news from the outside world, don't leak his disappearance to the media, I'll go and help you find it now." ”

"Well, Sister Qingyu, I see......" she choked down her throat.

"Okay, stay in touch at all times."

Putting down the phone, I realized that the task of finding this young master Huo was indeed difficult, with my understanding of him only scratching the surface, I didn't even have a concept of his personal habits, let alone anything else.

Xiao Yu must have looked for the places he may frequent. It's useless to ask again, so now, you can only carpet search street by street.

*

A few hours passed, and I counted the number of streets in the city of London almost accurately, but I still couldn't see the shadow of Huo Czen, and Xiao Yu called every ten minutes. She rummaged through the bar clubhouse, and it was the same. It's already dark, and Rao is usually not used to looking at him, and I can't help but worry at this moment.

With Huo Czen's temper, it is difficult to guarantee what kind of thing will happen if he is willful for a while.

Just thinking about it, Xiao Yu's call came again, "How is Sister Qingyu?" ”

"Can't find it." I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in frustration, "I've already searched the last neighborhood in the city of London, and the next thing I can do is to go to the suburbs." ”

"What to do, what to do. It's almost 12 o'clock and I'm really worried that something will happen to Dawn," her voice was crying, "I'm scared of him, he's ......"

At this point, I don't know how to comfort it, and to be honest, I don't have any less foreboding in my heart than hers, "Anyway." Let's go to the outskirts of the city...... By the way, did you inform his father? President Sheng? ”

"I wanted to try to keep it quiet, after all, Dawn has not been on good terms with his father, and all I said to the outside world is that Dawn is suddenly uncomfortable today......"

"No," I said decisively, "I can't take care of anything else at this time, Mr. Sheng is much more than our hands and eyes." He's more able to find Hotzen Ye faster without hiding all the media, so you should notify him right now and have him send someone to find him. ”

"Okay, I'll go."

Dropping down my already hot phone, I sighed. I turned around and went to the outskirts of the city.

Huo Czen night, Huo Czen night, where can you go with your temperament?

"Didn't I make it clear? Or do you simply not understand the meaning of the word dark night? What is this you gave me? Dawn? ”

"Is it true that the literal meaning of the word night alone should be assumed that the night is cold and dark? Wouldn't it be too superficial? ”

"I just need to be dark and dark, and I don't need you to make any extensions on that."

……

My mind suddenly remembered a sentence from a long time ago, Hotzen Night—Dark Night.

I suddenly understood something, and slammed the throttle towards my destination.

*

"What does it feel?"

"Loneliness."

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

"It should be loneliness, fear, and a hint of despair......"

The car was parked in an old-fashioned residential area far from the bustling city, where Hotzen used to take me to find inspiration for the dark night.

It was still dark, nearly 11 o'clock, with few lights and a faint chill.

I found the original building from memory, took a deep breath, and walked in.

When I climbed the dark staircase to the rooftop of the top floor, it was still dark and silent, but fortunately there was some light in the distance, and my eyes tried to adapt to the darkness and hurriedly looked around.

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?

"With all due respect, Mr. Dawn," I said, taking a deep breath, not holding back, "why did you choose the name Dawn?" Perhaps, your heart is full of darkness, and even your life is as dark as the so-called dark night, so you will decide that the night is so dark that it is hopeless. But you named it Dawn, maybe you didn't realize it, this is your subconscious reaction, you also subconsciously look forward to the dawn to shine, pierce the bottomless darkness, you are also looking forward to the dawn, right? So why not believe that there is light in the dark night? ”

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.

"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.

A game that's too simple is boring

It was night, and I was struggling with a song in the Hotzen Night Studio until late, and I walked downstairs, the sky was overcast, and the night air was filled with a strong smell of dampness.

The only street lights in the wide streets are silent, misting the water under the beams.

I looked up at my watch, and at one o'clock in the morning, my mind was already drowsy.

It seems that you can still hear the lingering voice of Young Master Huo in my ears."

I took a few deep breaths slowly, and the moisture entered my body, and I felt less refreshed. People are standing on the side of the street, and the weather scene tonight is very similar to that night when I came back from Switzerland, and even—

Even the man's voice lingering in the night breeze through the phone seemed to be clear and palpable.

The man

I shook my head to dispel the momentary distraction, then closed my eyes and let the cool breeze around me awaken my tired consciousness.

With a long exhale, I walked to the parked car, sat inside, and lit the light—without sound.

I tried again as before, but nothing happened.

I don't know what went wrong, I walked out of the cab, there was no shadow of a taxi on the street in the early morning, and it was not appropriate to call Ye Ningchen so late, notify the people of the Furkmins family......

Forget it.

I shook my head and saw that the distance back was not far, and it would be good to take a walk in such weather, and the car would be ready tomorrow.

Layers of longing immediately rippled in my heart, like the warmth of hot cocoa, accompanied by a refreshing sweet fragrance.

I picked up my phone and dialed his number.

"Hey." In a moment, the phone was answered, and the elegant low voice and the night breeze gently came, with a breathtaking magic.

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