The piano music is bleak and indifferent, like this endless cold night.

Young souls struggle in pain, tormented in the fire, dragging heavy steps forward.

The slow-rolling notes are like a lingering pulse, and finally gradually descend into an abyss of endless darkness without light.

The icy and biting wind and cold rain hit his body, like a helpless and desperate cry of a young man.

His silence, however, is more like a compromise of fate.

The bell rings tirelessly over and over again, and between heaven and earth, something is gradually moving away.

The surveillance camera at the intersection flashed red indicators in the heavy rain, as if a pair of eyes, staring silently.

In a warm bedroom in Qingzhou, the computer screen is a scene recorded by the surveillance screen, in the hazy rain and fog, the young man walks alone, no matter how sharp the rain knife falls on his body, the young man has never frowned.

The wind and rain sword fell on the body and did not change the color.

It's not that he's too strong, it's that he's desperate for the world.

There is no hope, there is no loss, and from then on he was alone in the face of eternal darkness.

Shen Youan looked at the young man through the surveillance camera with a not too high resolution, as if he saw Rong Xianning in his previous life through him.

Did he face such disappointment and despair in that plane? No matter how hard you put in unimaginable efforts, in the end, it is

The powerlessness of being dragged into the abyss.

The public, who did not know the truth, listened and believed him, and his suspicious eyes and vicious invective overwhelmingly overwhelmed him, as if even breathing was wrong.

Shen You'an's mood was a little heavy, so why wasn't Shen You'an in his previous life?

However, the difference is that Rong Xianning grew up in pain, tempered in hardship, and finally was reborn in Nirvana, stood on the highest podium, and completed a proud turn.

And that cowardly Shen You'an stayed forever on the snowy night of that year.

In this process, what Rong Xianning has experienced, outsiders have no way of knowing, only he knows best.

Shen You'an, who has a similar experience to him, can also empathize.

That's probably the pain of washing the marrow and cutting off the bones and burning the body in flames.

After four years of Shaoli, I don't know if he can withstand such a blow.

His caller rings Mozart's Piano Concerto No. 23, the second movement, a funeral on a snowy night.

It's a sad song full of sorrow.

In fact, sadness is often different from sadness, and this piano piece is not a hearty and outright sadness, but a heaviness and depression in the heart.

His heart was more painful and depressing than Shen You'an imagined.

Shen You'an thought of Rong Xianning, who was standing on the highest podium confidently and calmly, and secretly peeked into the hidden corner of his youth, and his heart was shocked.

How did he get along the way?

Shen You'an couldn't tell what he felt in his heart at this moment.

Is it the sympathy of the same disease, the hearty counterattack from the quagmire to the clouds, or the regret that he can't complete, and the chord that arouses the bottom of her heart.

Shen You'an was silent for a while, and when he looked up, the wind and rain slapped against the window, and the transparent raindrops fell on the glass window, and the dark night was like a giant mouth of a beast, as if it could swallow everything.

There was once a beam of light shining on her body, although it was as short as a meteor flashing in the sky, but it really warmed her.

Now she wants to warm the teenager.

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A black sedan came from the rain and slowly followed the boy.

The boy seemed unconscious, and walked numbly in the heavy rain.

In the car, Zhao Heng turned his head and looked at Rong Xianning outside the window with complicated eyes.

"I found him."

On the ear, the signal light of the Bluetooth headset flashes non-stop.

Ending the call, Zhao Heng stopped, took an umbrella to prop up, got out of the car and walked around to the young man, holding the umbrella above his head to resist the raging rain.

The boy finally stopped and turned his head to look at him.

Zhao Heng was taken aback.

Under the heavy rain, the young man's beautiful and clean face was reflected, but the eyes that should have been black and white were filled with a frightening sharpness and coldness, like the ice edges condensed under the eaves of the heavy snow in the depths of winter.

This kid is only a teenager, how can he have such a terrifying look, as if ...... It's like a person who has come to a desperate situation, fearless.

Beneath the calm surface of the water lies a raging and crazy undercurrent, like this long dark night, silently devouring everything.

"It's raining so hard, why are you wandering the streets alone? Get in the car."

The boy lowered his eyes, turned a deaf ear, and was about to leave.

Zhao Heng immediately grabbed him, and said with a dark face, "What are you doing? Hell?"

The words fell and dragged the boy into the car.

Rong Xianning has thin arms and legs, and there are few taels of flesh all over his body, Zhao Heng University is the backbone of the Taekwondo Club, and he stuffed the other party into the car without much effort.

Then lock the car door and don't give the other party any chance to get out of the car.

The young man accepted all this expressionlessly, even if the other party dragged him to the execution ground at this moment, I am afraid he would not frown.

Zhao Heng always had a sense of amazement for this young man, so he took a blanket from the passenger seat and threw it to him.

"Wipe it off."

Zhao Heng adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner, and the soothing warm breeze slowly blew to dispel the cold.

Zhao Heng glanced through the rearview mirror, how the blanket was thrown over, how it lay there.

Well, this kid is a bit stubborn.

The car drove into the underground garage, the voice-activated lights gradually turned on, and when it was parked in the parking space, Zhao Heng got out of the car and opened the back seat door.

"Do you want me to carry you?"

The young man's wooden expression finally cracked a little, and he looked at him coldly.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Heng rolled his eyes and sneered, "I don't care about anything when you are you, little brat, hurry up and get me off."

At a young age, what are you pretending to be deep?

If it weren't for the boss, he wouldn't have bothered to care about this hot potato.

The young man's thin lips pursed slightly, and he didn't know what to think, so he regained his expressionless face again and walked out of the car in silence.

Zhao Heng glanced at him curiously, "Aren't you afraid that I will sell you?"

"You can try."

is a very crisp and beautiful juvenile voice, and when he speaks calmly, there seems to be a silent murderous aura.

Zhao Heng had a heart attack, shouldn't a little boy of this age be innocent and cute? Why is this temperament so weird, it's not funny at all.

The two walked into the elevator, there was an iris recording instrument on the elevator wall, Zhao Heng's eyes swept on the instrument, and the number thirty-two immediately jumped out on the electronic screen next to him.

The elevator begins to ascend.

Zhao Heng leaned against the elevator wall, his hands around his arms, and looked up and down at the wet teenager in front of him.

I have to say that Na Ding Meng's vision is very good, this young man has top skin and outstanding temperament, and his popularity is inevitable.

"You don't even ask me what I'm taking you for?"

"If you want to say it, you will say it."

If you don't want to say, it's useless to ask.

Zhao Heng choked, are all the young people so individual?

In the show, what he showed the audience was clearly the image of a clean and gentle boy next door, why was his temperament so sharp in private.

Sure enough, it's a character design.

The elevator was fast, and in the blink of an eye it was to the thirty-second floor.

One ladder and one household, the elevator is the entrance, the left is the shoe cabinet and sofa, and the right is a shelf of green plants.

Zhao Heng bent down and took out two pairs of slippers from the shoe cabinet, one of which was thrown in front of Rong Xianning, and motioned for him to change it.

There is a door inside, the fire escape on the left, and the gate on the right.

Zhao Heng walked over to enter the password, and after a prompt sound, the door opened.

At the moment of opening the door, the room

The lights in the room are lit up one after another, creating a warm and bright space.

He turned his head to look at the quiet young man and raised an eyebrow, "Please."

The rooms are decorated in a simple and warm creamy white color, with an open kitchen on the left hand side and a dining room and wine cabinet on the right hand side.

Walking inside, the living room space is not large, but the view is very good, and the floor-to-ceiling window is the night view of the Spring River, and the vast scenery is unobstructed.

It's just that the wind and rain outside the window at this moment highlights the warmth and tranquility in the house.

On either side of the living room are two south-facing bedrooms, the master bedroom with a closed door, while the other bedroom is furnished into a study with bookcases on three sides.

"If you're homeless, make do with it here."

Zhao Heng pointed to the study: "The sofa inside can be used as a bed, except for the master bedroom, you can't enter, and you can move freely in other places."

Zhao Heng was angry as he spoke.

This is the house he chose for the boss, and he invited a famous designer, and he also stared at the decoration with his own eyes.

I want to wait for the next time the boss comes to Chunzhou and surprise her.

Who knew that he was asking the boss if he wanted to arrange for Rong Xianning to live in a hotel, or to live in an apartment prepared by the company, and the boss came directly: "The house you prepared for me is also empty, let him live, there is more privacy."

Before Zhao Heng could think about how the boss would know about the house prepared for her, he was hit by the next words.

Rong Xianning, how can he ......

The boy gave him a silent look, "Why?"

"Where are so many why? When I am a good person, do good deeds? Of course, if you have another place to live, you can go, but I see that you look down, you should also be homeless, my house is empty and it is a waste, it is better to lend it to people in need, there are ingredients in the refrigerator, and if you are short of food, call the number posted on the landline in the living room, and the property will send someone to deliver something to you."

"Of course, I didn't lend it to you for free, you have to do a good job of sanitation for me and show me the house ......."

Zhao Heng racked his brains and couldn't come up with an excuse.

Is this a good deed? It's pure upside down.

What does the boss like about this kid?

Zhao Heng looked at Rong Xianning suspiciously, slandering in his heart, eating soft rice with a little white face.

Rong Xianning frowned, sensing that something was wrong.

He raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Heng quietly: "I'm Rong Xianning."

Zhao Heng sneered, "Of course I know, your name is now on the top of the hot search list."

Rong Xianning's brows furrowed even deeper.

Zhao Heng said proudly: "Aren't you curious that your agency and TV station can't find you all over the world, how can I find you?"

Sure enough, he saw a look of confusion in the young man's dark eyes.

Zhao Heng pointed to the sky: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed, as long as you know, I will not hurt you."

Rong Xianning looked at him with distrustful eyes.

Zhao Heng coughed lightly, took out a business card holder from his coat, took out a business card and handed it to him.

Rong Xianning stretched out his hand to take it.

CEO and Director of Brokerage of Other Shore Entertainment - Zhao Heng.

The boy's pupils shrank, and his pale phalanges pinched the business card out of the folds.

"Don't get me wrong, although I've always followed you, I don't have any thoughts about you, it's our boss, and she appreciates you more."

"Well, are you interested in coming to our company? Don't worry about the termination of the contract with Eternal Century, I will let the lawyer handle it, and you won't have to worry about it."

The boy hung his head and was silent.

"Although our company is not well-known, but don't underestimate it, our company has the most powerful legal team and hacker team, whether it is dealing with lawsuits or dealing with online public opinion, it is by no means comparable to the leather bag company in the Eternal Century, if you miss this village without this store, you will regret it for life."

Zhao Heng spoke bitterly, like a big bad wolf who abducted Little Red Riding Hood: "Your public opinion crisis this time, your company has handled it too badly, and you have missed the golden period of public relations.

I can't even find anyone if you're missing, tsk...... What can this broken company bring you?"

The young man said lightly, "I have a pair of old parents."

Zhao Heng sneered, "So what."

Rong Xianning raised her head suddenly.

"When they sold you to Ding Meng for five million, you have nothing to do with them, their fault is not your fault, use it well, it will be a big abuse point for you."

Rong Xianning shook his head and said tiredly; "It's not fair to anyone else."

"So you're willing to endure the resignation of a thousand people from the entertainment industry? Isn't this what the wicked want? Stupid or not, you."

"Believe me, as long as you agree to sign the contract, I will help you settle all the crises, and I will also help you escape from the clutches of Ding Meng's old woman, the old cow still wants to eat tender grass, I bah, she is also worthy."

Rong Xianning asked again, "Why?"

Zhao Heng raised his eyebrows: "I said it, our boss admires you very much."

Zhao Heng suddenly felt that this sentence was a little ambiguous, the other party wouldn't treat the boss as a shameless woman like Ding Meng, right?

However, he saw that Rong Xianning obviously didn't think in that direction, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Boss, she is not an old cow eating tender grass like Ding Meng, you are just one of the boss's harem.

There is a ginger in front of him, not as mature and handsome as you.

In comparison, Rong Xianning is a weak chicken.

"You don't have to give an answer now, just take a hot shower and get some sleep, there will be time for you to think about it."

Before Zhao Heng left, he took out a key from the drawer of the entrance: "This key can enter and exit the elevator, the password on the door is four zeros, rest early, good night."

The door was closing, and the room fell silent.

Rong Xianning pinched the business card and quietly looked at the gilded hot words on it.

Entertainment on the other side.

A name never heard before.

Under the refraction of the light, the business card is flowing with dark ripples, and the light is colorful.

It was a red flower, also known as Manzhu Sahua.

Those who see this flower, evil is removed.

On the other side, Buddhism says that it is a realm of transcendence from life and death, a realm of pursuit and yearning, a place of detachment from earthly troubles and attainment of positive results.

That's the ideal shore they will eventually reach.