Chapter 295: Immortal in the Painting (1)
I know I owe a lot.
She had given me all her affection, but I hesitated in front of her, because there was Tang Wan between us, and reason made it impossible for me to cross the line.
The hand of fate played with it wantonly, so that I suddenly lost her in the guilt and reluctance to her.
This kind of blow is heartbreaking.
I didn't even dare to calm down and face my own heart, Chu Chu was in my heart, like a bloody thorn, first stabbed her, and then stabbed me, so that our blood was forever kinked together.
The turnstile flashed, and I was already in the lobby of the hotel.
The morning hall was empty, and the woman wasn't there.
The sightseeing elevator on the right was rising upwards, and when I looked up, the woman was in the elevator.
She still gave me only one side, her thin chin slightly raised, as if in contemplation.
I didn't delay a second, I immediately rushed over, got on another sightseeing elevator next to me, and pressed the button to go to the top floor.
Now, I don't know where she's going, I just look up, my hands on the keyboard, ready to stop the elevator.
My heart was pounding, I knew it couldn't be Chu Chu, but I couldn't control my actions.
"If that's Chu Chu...... What should I do if Chu Chu is resurrected? I will make amends to her, make amends to her with all my heart, take firm care of her, care for her, and prevent her from falling into the clutches of death again...... She is the king of Gu arts, and she can use the most magical methods in Gu art to bring herself back to life...... Yes, she is the king of Gu arts, and what she can do is completely unexpected by the world......" I muttered like a patient with a high fever talking nonsense.
Cold sweat trickled down my forehead and into my mouth, salty and astringent, causing me to twitch slightly.
The sightseeing elevator on the opposite side went all the way up to the top floor before it stopped.
I bit my lip, waited for the elevator to stop, and stepped out.
The sightseeing elevator leads to the rooftop of the rooftop, which is an open-air lighted barbecue plaza.
Now, the square is a mess, with tables and chairs staggered and left, and there are still traces of last night's party.
The woman arrived more than ten seconds ahead of me, and was standing on the small stage opposite.
This time, I finally got to see her on the front.
"Chu Chu-" My heart is like a bird hit by a bullet, and I freeze and lose my mind.
It was Chu Chu, a girl who had died in the Mirror Room and left me forever, a leader of the Gu art world from Yungui and Miao Territory, and a spiritual death knot that made me sad and heartbroken.
"Chu Chu!" I whispered, and ran towards her.
From the time I saw her to the time I chased her here, my heart was as hot as a copper hot pot in the cold winter, boiling endlessly, and I couldn't stop.
"Stop, stop there, don't come here!" she suddenly pointed at me.
I immediately stopped, not daring to take another step forward.
"Chu Chu, is it really you?" my gaze couldn't help but be soaked with tears again.
"Stop there, don't come here, listen to meβ" She picked up the microphone on the side of the stage.
"Okay, I won't move, you don't go, let's just do it, have a good chat. I said.
As long as she is alive, I am full of gratitude to Heaven for arranging and will not force anything else.
She turned on the microphone: "Let me sing to you - "The Last Night". β
I knew it was a song that Cai Qin had sung, but I didn't want to listen to it at the moment, but wanted to pull her to my side and ask her how she escaped.
Before, I saw her die in the Mirror Room. Since then, my heart has been broken.
If the person in front of me is really Chuchu, then is the dead in the mirror room just an illusory image in my heart?
Without musical accompaniment, she sang into the microphone: "I can't finish the annoying dance steps, and I can't finish the intoxicating wine." Who will stay for me in the good night, whispering softly in my ear......"
Singing sounds wafted on the rooftop, and the stage was set against the blue sky, with early pigeons flying by, white feathers shining in the morning light.
This is the rooftop of the top five-star hotel in Jinan, the big city of the Central Plains, everything is very real, and as long as I take twenty steps forward, I can hold her hand.
"Chu Chu, it's really you...... Is it really you?" I muttered.
She is Chu Chu, but she is a little strange, she does not have Chu Chu's touching smile on her face, nor does she have Chu Chu's cowardly and stoic temperament. In other words, she is a woman who looks like Chu Chu but is not Chu Chu.
The real Chu Chu is in my heart, carved with an axe and chiseled, deeply imprinted, and it cannot be replaced by another image overnight.
So, even if she has the slightest flaw, she will not be able to hide under my discernment.
"Who are you?" I liked the song, but I had to interrupt him ruthlessly, "You're not Chu Chu, who are you?"
She didn't stop, but held the microphone tightly and sang affectionately one sentence at a time.
Since she is not Chu Chu, my mood is not so nervous.
"Hey, Mr. Xia, what's the situation?" Elder Tu panted after me.
I glanced back and coldly ordered, "It's okay, I've met an old man who seems to be familiar." β
Elder Tu was sweating profusely and looked ahead: "That woman is so strange, you see that her eyes are wrong, as if she has fallen into an evil spirit." β
I looked back and saw that Elder Tu had only been talking for a few seconds, and when I turned my head forward again, I suddenly saw that the woman had left the stage and was running to the right.
There is no protective net at the edge of the roof, only a one-meter-high parapet.
I barely had time to do anything when the woman jumped over the parapet and disappeared outside the wall.
"Chu-" I exclaimed, but she wasn't Chu Chu, and I shouldn't have called her by that name.
I chased to the side of the parapet and looked out, the vehicles on the ground were like beetles, and the human heads were like ants.
Elder Tu also followed, leaning against the parapet and looking down for a while, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's just an illusion we generated." It's an inexplicable thing, and I suspect it's the 'hysteria technique' of the Red Sleeves. Don't worry, we are going downstairs at the moment, no one has fallen downstairs at all, there is nothing in the world, and the wife is peaceful. β
There was indeed no one on the ground, and if someone had fallen from the building, it would have caused a large number of onlookers.
I breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the floor, panting for air from exhaustion.
"The 'art of hysteria' is everywhere, and the Red Sleeves are a black sheep who does not obey management at all. For her sake, the opinions of the upper and lower levels of the gang are very unanimous, and some elders think that she should be expelled from the beggar gang and draw a clear line forever. This time, if we weren't strong enough, we would have been seduced by her to commit suicide by jumping off the building. Elder Tu said.
I smiled wryly, "That's right. β
If the woman hadn't shown any flaws, I would have almost assumed that she was Chu Chu. Then, if she jumps off the building in front of me, I will also follow her death under impulse, and become the ghost of death in this Sofitel building.
"Red Sleeves wants me dead?" I asked.
Elder Tu shook his head: "Not necessarily, maybe the person she wants to deal with is me." Forget it, let's rest for a while, let's go down first. β
I don't want to ignore the conflicts within the beggar gang, I just want to make a deal with Elder Tu to save Bing'er's life.
"The relationship within your beggar gang is really too complicated, I'm an outsider, don't say more. I said.
As the largest gang in the Central Plains, there have been countless earth-shattering beggar infighting incidents in history, three or four of which have even threatened the security of the courts of the Southern Song Dynasty, Yuan Dynasty, and Ming Dynasty, and shook the foundation of those in power. Therefore, in the case of a big tree, the official carried out a sharp blow to the beggar gang like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, which caused the gang's vitality to be greatly damaged.
Now is a harmonious and prosperous time, and no one wants to see illegal fighting, so I don't want to get too involved in the affairs of the beggars in line with the principle of calming things down.
Elder Tu frowned and sighed gloomily: "Mr. Xia, don't blame me for this incident, I can't help myself. But rest assured, as soon as the Western mural is in hand, the cooperative relationship between us will be successfully terminated, and Miss Bing'er will return to you safe and sound. β
When we arrived at the lobby on the first floor, a man with the same meticulous clothes and head stopped me at the gate: "Is it Mr. Xia? Your friend left a letter for you." β
The other party was wearing a Sofitel staff uniform, and a gold sign on his chest with the words "Lobby Manager" on it, and his words and attitude were extremely sincere.
I nodded, and he handed over a white envelope.
"Be vigilant. "I instructed Elder Tu.
Elder Tu agreed, strode over to the revolving door, and stared at the door.
I opened the envelope, and inside was a cyan letterhead with the ancient fragrance of sandalwood, on which were written a few four sentences: "The rivers and lakes are treacherous, the mountains are high and the roads are far away, and the lines are heavy, and I hope you will cherish them." β
The letter is unsigned and undated.
"Who gave me the letter?" I asked.
The lobby manager bowed down and replied, "It's a young lady with sunglasses and a mask, and a minute ago, she came down from upstairs, handed me the envelope, and told me your facial features, so I recognized you at a glance." β
I was a little surprised: "Is it a young lady?"
The "art of hysteria" can make people hallucinate, but the girl I met this time was real, she could run, talk, sing and dance, and she did not shy away from leaving this letter for me in the lobby.
I can only judge that the Red Sleeve Trick is not here, and there is no "hysteria technique", everything is different.
I folded the letterhead, put it back in the envelope, and put it in my pocket.
"Thank you. I shook hands with the lobby manager and walked out of the turnstiles.
"Mr. Xia, let's go to Hongjialou Church?" asked Elder Tu behind him.
I nodded, waited for the car to come by, and then got in the car silently.
What happened just now was a small episode, and it was not in my plan and that of Elder Tu.
The car sped east, passed the News Building, and passed to the left of Lishan Road.
I kept looking out the window, not wanting to talk to Elder Tu.
"Who the hell is that woman?" was the question that kept going through my mind.
From the analysis of the meaning of that letter, this is a person who knows me, knows me well, and has good thoughts about me, and every word is full of blessings and prayers.
After crossing Jiefang Bridge, Carrefour, Dongcang, and Chest Hospital, turn right from the intersection of Huayuan Road and go straight to Hongjialou.
I stretched, then took a series of deep breaths, forcing myself to concentrate and cheer up. You must know that the Western mural in the underground secret room of the church is not something that can be obtained if you want to, but it is dangerous and cannot be prevented.
"Mr. Xia, can you hold on? Why don't we find a hotel to stay and sleep first, and wait until your energy is back to 100 percent before we act?" Elder Tu looked at me from the rearview mirror and suggested worriedly.
"Well-intentioned, let's do things first. I replied.
Of course, it would be nice to get enough sleep before you act, but I'm well aware that I don't know how many people covet the secrets under the church. The earlier you get to the secret room, the better your chances of success.
(Tianjin)