Hidden Assassin

January 21, 2004, Vienna, the capital of Austria.

I had a dream, and when I woke up, a cold feeling penetrated my bones.

It was probably the summer when she was in junior high school. She and Shasha participated in a martial arts competition. Jia Ming followed, and Cao Dongfeng was also there. They were spinning around like flies all day long. The three of them came out in unison and pretended to be very close to him. , in fact, they were really close. During that time, I kissed Jiaming for the first time, pretending to be a public servant, and my heart was beating wildly. That little me with cute pigtails...

Although they are still little children, they sleep in the same bed at night. The three of them huddle together, covered with a thin blanket, and their bodies touch each other. On a very cool summer night, they feel refreshed by each other. , but none of the three people wanted to close their eyes and sleep. They were not sleepy. They lay on the bed and looked out the window. What a beautiful moon on the treetops. Sha Sha got up and said she was going out to get some things to play cards with. The sound of tiny footsteps came from the corridor. When she came back, she got a few strings of marshmallows. The three of them sat on the bed and licked them. The marshmallows were very delicious. It started to melt soon and stuck to her hands. She lowered her head to eat it, and it got all on her face and hanging hair. Jiaming and Shasha were laughing at her, and she tried hard to get rid of the sticky residue. Sticky marshmallow, I wanted to open my eyes, and then... I really opened them.

So sad...

Light filtered in from outside the white curtains. She was used to turning off the heater before going to bed at night. It was only when she felt the cold in a daze and wanted to look for a warmer body next to her that she gradually woke up. She looked at the ceiling, the bitterness rising in her nose lingering. More than three years have passed, and this body still retains the memory of the past. The sadness is like a tarsal maggot, stubbornly fighting against time.

Her hair, which was as long as when she was a child, has been cut off long ago, and now it barely reaches her shoulders. Very few female students in the music department do this, unless they are following a personal path. But she is not. Her beauty is always soft and traditional beauty. Such hair seems to be some kind of external symbol of tenacity and independence. Some people say that she is a maverick, but not many people understand that every day here, She gritted her teeth and came here.

In the three and a half years since she came to Vienna, she has grown two centimeters taller and lost four kilograms. If you just look at the data. Not much has actually changed. But in fact, she became more slender and thinner, more beautiful and mature. In the first two years, she had many suitors in various ways, some subtle and some unrestrained. There were also some chauvinistic boys who felt good about themselves who rejected her. As a means of playing hard to get, at the beginning of the year before last, a guy with a wild personality tried to touch her while saying a few words, but she forcibly broke his hand in the corridor outside the classroom in front of many people. This kind of play Even if an artistic person looks strong, he still looks vulnerable in front of the joint skills specially selected by Jiaming. ^^Jun 　^^A group of people were dumbfounded. No one knew that she, who looked as soft and gentle as water, actually had such a side. From then on, similar troubles became much less common.

Not just pursuit, she has rejected many things in the past few years. Reject excessive university communication. Refusing to reminisce too much, refusing to go home or even hearing news about Jiang Hai, she always allowed herself to maintain some hope, hoping that the breakup was due to some special reasons - she knew Jiaming, even in Now, she also believes that this understanding is not an illusion, it is self-confidence, and it is also necessary. otherwise. All the good things built in past memories will inevitably fall apart and nothing will remain.

Ruo Jiaming has been in a relationship with another woman for more than a year. It will never be said out of the blue. Regardless of whether it is true or false, there must be other reasons.

She hoped that Jiaming had encountered a threat, that he suddenly encountered something that he couldn't solve but refused to talk about, and even hoped that--even if it was like a bloody romance TV series--his real reason was because Under pressure, he deliberately asked her to study abroad in order not to delay her future, so she chose to break up. No matter what the reason is, in half a year, when she has completed all this and completed what he expected her to do, she will go back to Jianghai, throw all these things in front of him, and say to him: "Look I was wrong, Ye Lingjing, you broke my heart..."

In any case, she can only look forward to this. After the breakup, memories and hopes are the only things she can hold on to...

During this period, Dongfang Lu came to see her once. The two chatted for a while. In fact, they didn't have much to talk about. As if they were aware of her mood, the other party didn't say anything about Jiaming or Jiang Hai. The only contact with my family every year is a few phone calls, and my parents seem to be avoiding topics about Jiaming and Shasha. She just avoids everything with such a dull mind. The only sad thing is that she can't contact Shasha. The previous phone calls can no longer be reached. Is Jiaming with her? He goes to university in Beijing, or Jiaming is also separated from her. Otherwise, she would definitely call to find him. But after getting through the phone, she still can't think of what to say between the two of them until now...

"The man we liked together dumped us..." or "He's a bastard..." Shasha likes Jiaming more than herself, and she definitely can't stand it...

She turned on the air conditioner with the remote control. After a while, she sat up from the bed. Her hair was messy. There was a photo album on the quilt. She fell asleep after looking at it last night. She put it on the bedside table and read it. Looking at the alarm clock, it was already twelve o'clock after noon, and she had a rare sleep. **.**

Today is New Year's Eve. Due to the time difference, it must be past seven o'clock at home at home. She sat on the bed and dialed the home phone number. After talking to her parents for more than ten minutes, her eyes became red. In the past few years, her parents seemed to regret their decision to let her come to Vienna, and they didn't dare to say anything more about letting her go home on the phone. But in fact, she felt that she was sorry for them, and she didn't even see them because of Jiaming. Be willful. Everyone knows that love is not everything in life, but when we are young and frivolous, who can really suppress such feelings?

After finishing the overseas phone call and porridge, as he was getting out of bed, there was a knock on the door. She walked to the peephole and took a look outside. The man in a white suit outside the door was about thirty years old. He had light blue eyes, silver thin-rimmed glasses, and a blond shawl. He looked quite handsome. He had his hands folded in front of his chest, holding a A document bag, no one said anything. Ringed the doorbell again. .

"Teacher Julian, give me five minutes."

After saying this, she came back and opened the door a few minutes later. She had already put on neat winter clothes, washed her face, and arranged her hair. She just held a toothbrush in her hand: "I still want to brush my teeth, please come in." "

"Well, I was thinking... Actually, it doesn't matter if I see you just getting up once, right? Then I don't have to stand outside for several minutes..."

"Feel sorry."

Answer calmly. Lingjing closed the bathroom door, and when she came out after a while, she was already in a completely tidy state: "Teacher Julian, I think... I asked for leave yesterday..."

"It's not about this." Julian maintained a charming smile, "I know today is the most traditional and important New Year in China. In fact, a friend introduced me to a very good Chinese restaurant. We will meet him tonight. There’s a party and I thought you could come over and join it.”

The room was not big, so Julian sat on the sofa. Lingjing sat on the edge of the bed and thought for a while, then raised her head and smiled: "Actually, I don't really want to participate in such an event today..."

"Okay, if I want to participate and experience Chinese customs, I hope you can accompany me... You know. I don't know much about China. There is also a barrier to Chinese."

After a moment of silence, Lingjing nodded: "If you want this, teacher, I will go there."

In the past few years since she came to Vienna, her tutor Julian is the person she is most familiar with. This teacher is young and talented. Not only has he participated in the New Year's music performance in the Golden Hall, he is even the honorary piano tutor of the Austrian royal family, helping She is very busy. Introducing her to a work-study program at the Opera House. Except for her fame, at least the salary she earned was enough to meet her living and study needs. This room, which is located outside the school and has quite good conditions and location, was rented because of his introduction. She kept the bank cards, contacts, etc. that Jiaming gave her when he broke up with her. One day she would throw them back intact and ask him to apologize to her.

Julian looked at her for a few times, then smiled and shook his head: "I'm just kidding, I just think you should have more normal social activities. Since you don't like it, I won't force it. In fact, I came here today to give it to you. These documents." He shook the document bag in his hand, "I talked to you last year about your post-graduation matters. I said it casually, and you refused casually. But I hope you can think about it again. You have already Now that you are quite famous, several companies have already expressed their interest. I hope you will continue to develop in Europe. I have also contacted some friends. This is a series of plans for you. I will serve as your agent. , until the day you step onto the stage of the Golden Hall."

"Teacher, this..."

Julian waved his hand: "You have talent and spirituality. As long as you continue to develop, you will definitely achieve great success. Because of many things, I have lost my spirituality and can no longer focus on the piano, so I hope to put it down for a while." Time may be able to bring this feeling back, these things are what you deserve."

He took Lingjing's hand, put the document bag on it, and let go quietly before the other party reacted with rejection. Lingjing frowned: "Teacher, I will not stay in Europe..."

"You don't need to answer me so quickly. You can think about it for a few more days. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Julian looked at his watch, waved and left. Lingjing walked him to the door, watched the figure go downstairs, then closed the door and put the file bag in the drawer.

The photo album on the bedside table was also stuffed in. After putting it halfway, he hesitated for a moment, took it out and opened a page. After looking at it for a few times, he closed it again and held it on his knees for a long time without letting go. The air conditioner at the back blew the gauze curtains, casting white light into the entire room. The figure was sitting on the edge of the bed, so lonely that it seemed like it was melting into the light...

Julian walked out of the apartment door, took out two party tickets for a Chinese restaurant from his pocket, looked at them for a few times, then tore them up and threw them into the trash can.

Not far away, a friend's car was waiting there. The man leaned against the car door, saw him, and laughed: "It came out so quickly again. Only in front of this girl, you can't find the topic." But, should I say this is a good phenomenon or a bad phenomenon?"

"She is too sensitive. I don't want to be disliked by her."

He entered the car door from both sides, and then the car started slowly: "So, do you really want to arrange a future for her? Create an Eastern music goddess?"

Julian smiled: "I should go to China."

"Well?"

"She is very stubborn and will not stay in Europe, so I arranged so many things for her first, then she would make concessions and let me arrange her future in China, and... the East should be able to give me more inspiration, I've thought about going to see it for a long time..."

"What a hard work. I think you really can't focus on the piano now..."

"I'm more focused on her now."

"As if every artist falls in love with their own work?"

"That's right." Julian nodded, "It's like... every artist will fall in love with his own work."

As the car turned the corner ahead, he remembered the photo album on the bedside table in the room. He had seen the photos in it. Those were wedding photos, one man and two women. In those photos, Lingjing smiled sweetly or cunningly. These emotions could be called happiness. He had not seen them in the three years since he had been her mentor.

It will appear again one day...

As the vehicle drove past beautiful buildings, he thought about this and frowned.

At the same moment, Lingjing sat in the light, pressing the photo album on his lap, his eyes blurred. Thousands of miles away, in a deserted city street, the man behind the cart raised his head and looked at the fireworks that were exploding and scattering in the night sky. The light flickered, exaggerating the memories. Face……

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