Zheng Xiuheng's eyes became a little lonely and sad, getting out of Zheng Qilong's control made him regain his confidence in life, the feeling of being able to walk in the sun, he was really happy, and even made him forget all the things of everyone except his sister, but seeing these two musical instruments made him think about it, and remembered that he must not forget it.

Putting down the suitcase and hiking bag, walking to the wall, looking at these two musical instruments, and caressing the keyboard with his right hand, Zheng Xiuheng said with some melancholy and guilt: "Actually, you know everything!" ”

Li Xiaole fell in a pool of blood and looked at his eyes, with concern, unwillingness, and a trace of complaint, recalling that Zheng Xiuheng only understood after listening to Zheng Qilong's words, maybe he already knew, knowing that he was being used as his stand-in.

Li Xiaole is his best friend, two years older than him, he cares about him like a brother, just more than ten days ago, he was stabbed more than 30 times in the body with a dagger, and when Zheng Xiuheng came out of the club, Li Xiaole had already fallen in a pool of blood.

Before he died, Lee Xiaole said some strange things to him, saying that Lee Myung-bah would become president, and Park Geun-hye would be a female president, and that Hallyu would go to the world, and that he should have succeeded...... After saying this, he looked at Zheng Xiuheng with unwilling and complicated eyes.

Zheng Xiuheng didn't know what to say, he only knew that he had shed tears at that time, and his vision was a little blurry, and a month ago, this brother who had always cared about him and was very cheerful and bold suddenly told him excitedly, saying that they would be able to leave here soon, and when the time came, he would help Zheng Xiuheng pay off the arrears, and then enter the entertainment industry together to become the most successful singer in the world, and let Zheng Xiuheng wait and not lose confidence.

In the following month, Li Xiaole lived in a simple house, and was finally killed, at that time, Zheng Xiuheng thought that Li Xiaole had offended someone this month, but later learned the reason from Zheng Qilong's mouth.

"I'm sorry, Brother Le!"

Zheng Xiuheng gritted his teeth, tears were rolling in his eyes, as a man, he knew that men have tears and did not flick lightly, but there was another sentence behind this, 'just because I didn't get to the sad place'.

It stands to reason that Zheng Xiuheng should find out the murderer to avenge him, but he knows that the person behind him is definitely not an ordinary person, and it is not difficult to find out, as long as he finds out the boxer who challenged him during that time, and then traces it down to their boss, he will definitely be able to find the murderer.

But...... Zheng Xiuheng gave up.

Stuck deep in the dark swamp, and finally returned to the ground to bask in the sun, Zheng Xiuheng struggled with revenge and giving up revenge for two days, and finally chose to give up.

Because if you want to take revenge, there are only two ways, one is to directly find the person and kill him directly, but he will also destroy his own life, and the second is to find evidence to prove the other party**.

In fact, there is a third one, which is to have the power and money to retaliate against each other, but this is almost impossible.

So he gave up.

Looking at these two instruments, a deep sense of self-reproach rose from my heart, and I even had the idea of wanting to escape this qiē.

He was not afraid of death, because the past experience in that hospital had worn out most of his fear, but he was not afraid, it did not mean that he was not afraid of anything in his heart, and the worry and guilt of his sisters were a thing, otherwise he would not have punched him under Zheng Qilong.

"I'm sorry Brother Le, I can't choose that, what I can do for the time being is to give up the hobby of music, and I will never sing again!"

Zheng Xiuheng grabbed the guitar in the corner of the wall with his left hand, and grabbed the keyboard on the stand with his right hand, then turned around and left the room, walking towards the two iron buckets not far from the garbage pile not far downstairs.

Today is December 17th, a wonderful Sunday, and it is indeed a pleasure to have such good weather on a winter weekend.

Although the snow is still thick, the weather is even happier for the children, even if they don't have any friends to play with.

The girl in the white down jacket with a short roll happened to walk by the road outside, and had already walked five or six meters, and suddenly fell back, and there was some baby fat on her face that looked like she was only a teenager, like a girl like a junior high school student, looking at the bald brother who was carrying a musical instrument not far away, her face was a little curious, but her eyes fell on the guitar and she was full of surprise.

……………………

"Dangchang!"

After throwing the sheet music on the keyboard to the ground, Zheng Xiuheng directly threw the keyboard into the iron bucket, and then took the mahogany guitar in his other hand in his hand.

A folk guitar produced by Martin, a specially customized D series by Tong Guò, and a guitar worth up to 13 million won, which Li Xiaole saved for a long time to order in the United States.

As the world's top acoustic guitar company, Martin's zuò craftsmanship naturally has nothing to say, although it may be better to sell this guitar, but Zheng Xiuheng will not have such an idea, maybe it is best to send this guitar back to his owner.

"Boom!"

With a clear sound, such a beautiful guitar was also thrown into the iron bucket, picked up all the music scores on the ground, patted off the snow on it, and Zheng Xiuheng took out a lighter from his pants pocket.

"Smack!"

The yellow flame danced playfully, and soon a sheet music was slowly ignited, looking at the beating flame, the expression on Zheng Xiuheng's face was very complicated, like relief and reluctance.

"I owe my brother something, and I can never pay it back, but at least I can still satisfy my brother's last bit of unwillingness and complaints!"

Since there is no way to avenge Li Xiaole, all Zheng Xiuheng can do is to give up what Li Xiaole has been pursuing, and finally staring at his eyes, Zheng Xiuheng will never be able to forget it, since he still complains about himself, he can't return his life to him, so he can only give him his only hobby as interest.

may be a little reluctant, but he is not unwilling, unlike Li Xiaole's music dream first, Zheng Xiuheng's first place in his heart will never be this.

Li Xiaole always envies Zheng Xiuheng, saying that he has God-given musicality, and his voice is very magnetic, and he will get great success if he becomes a star, and he himself is just chasing his dream by hard work, and people without talent will always envy talented people.

Zheng Xiuheng felt that only by giving up these things could he make up for Li Xiaole's parting complaints, people are selfish after all.

threw the music score that had been completely ignited into the iron bucket, and then slowly tore apart the music score and threw it down one by one, the sawdust in the bucket was quickly ignited, and the expression on Zheng Xiuheng's face was inexplicably relaxed.

"Don't!"

Zheng Xiuheng heard the shouting from the left, turned his head in some shock, and a short fleshy little girl ran over a little anxiously and looked at her......

Zheng Xiuheng's pupils shrank, and his face suddenly darkened, not because of the little girl who was about to come to him, but because of the black Hyundai that stopped on the street, and the three men who opened the car door and walked down.

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