She Came To My Concert

There was no traffic jam at this point, and Zhu Wenshu arrived at his destination in a short time.

It's just that there is no mobile phone navigation, and she doesn't remember the specific way, so she can only rely on her memory to find it all the way.

After going wrong several times, she finally stood downstairs.

The lights on the second floor meant that someone was there, and Zhu Wenshu heaved a sigh of relief.

But at the same time, the first floor was deserted, the door was locked, and there was no doorbell or anything like that.

She raised her head and shouted towards the second floor, "Is anyone there?"

The only answer to her was the echo in the air.

Thinking of the sound insulation equipment here, Zhu Wenshu sighed, and could only wait obediently.

Late autumn nights are not much better than cold winter.

The night wind blew in gusts, Zhu Wenshu tightened his coat, but found that it didn't help much, and his exposed neck was still painfully scratched.

Ugh……

What if they never come out?

Ling Chen's assistant seems to have said that those who make music are always upside down day and night.

Wait for another five fallen leaves.

Zhu Wenshu thought, if the tree beside her had shed its sixth leaf and no one came out, she would have to go home first.

He looked up for a long time.

When the sixth dead leaf wobbled and fell, Zhu Wenshu clasped his arms and prepared to go home.

But before turning around, she still glanced at the first floor a little unwillingly.

At this time, a vague figure appeared inside the glass door on the first floor.

"Eh?"

Lu Manman saw someone peeking in furtively, thinking that a reporter had stopped him.

When I got closer, I found that the man looked familiar.

"Why are you here?"

She opened the door and poked her head out, "You..."

"Finally someone came out!"

Zhu Wenshu hurried up the steps, "Is Ling Chen there? I left my phone in his car."

"what?"

Lu Manman eyelids up and down, looked at Zhu Wenshu for a long time, then nodded in confusion, "He is here, come in with me."

The two went up to the second floor.

In the same room as before, Lu Manman knocked on the door, but no one answered, and then pushed it away——

It was not the sound of the piano as imagined. As the door opened, the music gushing out was warm and impactful.

Zhu Wenshu stood behind Lu Manman and looked in.

The deafening music comes from the electronic organ, drum kit, bass... and Ling Chen standing in the middle, playing the electric guitar.

He didn't shake his head like a drummer, but just tilted his head with his eyes closed, but Zhu Wenshu saw a wildness from him that he had never seen before.

It was the complete opposite of the appearance of stuffing two candies into her hand not long ago.

As he was staring intently, the bassist Ah Zhe suddenly saw Lu Manman, raised his eyebrows in a familiar way, and did not stop his movements.

At this time, Ling Chen also felt an outsider who broke the immersive atmosphere.

He opened his eyes and looked sideways.

Looking through Lu Manman, he was sure of the distance, and his fingertips stopped suddenly, and a low string sound was played.

As the electric guitar stopped abruptly, several other instruments gradually stopped.

Afterwards, all eyes in the room were focused on the door.

"How did you come?"

Ling Chen asked.

Only then did everyone realize that there was another person standing behind Lu Manman.

"Sorry to bother you."

Zhu Wenshu looked at Ling Chen, "I seem to have forgotten my mobile phone in your car, come and get it."

The already quiet piano room became quieter because of Zhu Wenshu's words.

The eyes of several members of the band gradually shifted from Zhu Wenshu to Ling Chen. After two glances, they turned back to Zhu Wenshu in unison, staring at her in disbelief.

Cell phone... in his... car?

The person involved basically didn't feel the curiosity in these gazes. He lowered his eyes and let out an "oh", and took off the electric guitar and put it aside.

"I did not notice."

Zhu Wenshu asked: "Then..."

Ling Chen turned to look at A Zhe: "The key."

"what?"

Ah Zhe realized that Ling Chen was asking him for the car keys, so he turned around and went to the corner to get his bag.

The moment he took out the key, he suddenly paused.

ah?

Today I borrowed his car to go out and say something, that is...?

He bent over and turned to look at Zhu Wenshu.

Before he could figure out why, the key was taken away.

"Let's go."

Ling Chen said, "The parking lot is a little far away."

The road leading to the parking lot is deserted than other places, and there is no other lighting except street lamps.

The two walked side by side, their shadow stretched very long on the ground.

"Why don't you call me?"

After a quiet journey, Ling Chen suddenly spoke.

"I don't have your phone number."

Zhu Wenshu said, "And even if there was, I wouldn't be able to recite your number."

Ling Chen looked ahead and didn't speak.

"Oh, but I sent you QQ."

Zhu Wenshu said, "I'm just not sure if that person is you."

"That thing is already useless."

But after finishing speaking, Ling Chen still took out his mobile phone and opened QQ.

The network here is not very good. After he logged in, he refreshed twice, and a message popped up.

【Xiao Can Tong

Xue: I am Zhu Wenshu, my phone...]

Seeing the people beside him fiddling with their mobile phones, Zhu Wenshu looked up.

His eyes glanced over his mobile phone inadvertently, only to see an interface that seemed to be QQ, and Ling Chen immediately turned off the screen.

Chapter 23

The terrace parking lot is at the very edge of the park, and several nearby office buildings are still under construction. There are only a few temporary street lights around for lighting, and one of them is on or off as if it is going to burp.