Nothing big happened, nothing special worth paying attention to...
The rain in the sky became lighter.
After all, the water level in the town will not continue to rise.
Due to excessive flooding of rainwater.
This has led to many people complaining about this.
There isn't much food at home, so most people would go out to buy it in tears despite the heavy rain outside.
Chino's wanted order seems to have come to an end.
In the end, An Zhi and his team just went through the process.
After the tasks marked on the letter in the envelope were completed, they had no energy left to catch Qianye.
It's just role-playing after all.
No need to take it too seriously...
After Qianye left the bookstore, he seemed to have been transformed from a prime supporting role to a passerby.
Those weird things.
He was not found at all.
What he does every day is basically to stay at Chen Xiaowei's house, eat the food cooked by Chen Xiaowei, and do nothing to do anything to pass the time...
Except for the constant rain outside.
It seemed like everything was so calm.
If it weren't for the fact that simple tasks, large and small, are updated every day on the stationery, then this kind of life would not be much different from reality.
Very quickly, just in the blink of an eye.
Most of the time has passed.
There are only ten days left in the twenty-six-day countdown to the finish line...
During this period.
Qianye and Chen Xiaowei lived in that small home. Because they cooked for Qianye every day and had to find their own clothes for each other to wear, Chen Xiaowei was extremely bored with Qianye.
She felt that she had never been tortured like this.
Serve others like a maid and servant.
If possible.
She really wished she could buy some rat poison or something like that from another market, and then put it into the opponent's bowl while Qianye wasn't paying attention.
It's a pity...
To her, Chino was like having a third eye.
It seems that every little move he makes can be caught in the eyes of the other party. Perhaps if he has any particularly strange thoughts, Qianye can figure it out.
Gradually, she also gave up this idea.
I can only watch helplessly as this pervert Qianye dangles in front of my eyes every day...
An Yue, Youjian, Peilan, Robert...
It's like these people have disappeared.
He has not appeared in front of Qianye for sixteen days.
He really wanted to go to them. In addition to solving the problems in his head, he could also have a chat. The TV would add some fun to his boring life...
But there is no way.
The heavy rain outside not only made it difficult for Qianye to move.
Even Qianye couldn't get any information about these people.
He once tried to find An Yue at the police station one day, but An Yue seemed to have gone on some mission and would not come back for a while.
I also went to the bookstore one day to find Robert.
But after experiencing that incident, Charles just turned a blind eye to Qianye...
As soon as he saw Qianye's face, he wanted to drive her away from the door with a broom.
so.
During these sixteen days.
It is the most boring and boring, with nothing to do. It can also be said to be very leisurely...
At least that's the case for Chino.
And after sixteen days.
Two major events happened in the town.
Forget it, I can’t say it’s a big deal.
These two things can only arouse Qianye's interest...
The first thing was that the rain stopped in the town.
No one knows exactly when it stopped.
I only know that when I woke up, a lot of the accumulated water outside the house had fallen, and there were no raindrops to pat the window again...
Of course, the rain stopped.
The weather is still cloudy.
Gloomy dark clouds hung over the town, creating an unspeakable sense of oppression.
I don’t know which neighbor’s black cat ran out. It would always hide in an invisible corner and keep calling with a sound like a baby crying...
There is a dark crow standing on the branch of the tree, motionless like a sculpture.
There was a lot of garbage mixed in the shallow water in front of the door, and it gave off an unpleasant rancid smell that made people feel uncomfortable...
Although everyone can go out.
But I still seemed a little flustered by such an atmosphere.
It seems that everyone has noticed something is wrong. Even if the food at home is about to run out, most people abnormally choose to stay at home and prepare to check the situation first.
And the second thing.
It’s that old man from the bookstore, Charles, who died...
The cause of his death is clear.
He committed suicide by jumping from the roof of the building.
Chino learned the news when he read it in a newspaper where he worked hard every day and endured humiliation to sell newspapers.
He looked at the black and white photo of Charles in the newspaper.
There are also articles written by newspapers commenting on Charles' death.
Only then did I suddenly understand why I felt inexplicably familiar when I heard Charles' name.
Rulans Charles.
At that time, the poster Chino saw on the wall next to the pub indicated that he was the author of the so-called music "Black Friday".
That is the one in the real world.
Because the author of the cursed music mentioned in various rumors and legends...
Qianye had known about this thing for a while at that time, so he had naturally seen the name.
That's why it feels familiar.
The newspaper described the old guy in great detail.
There was even a mention of Charles having seen the creation of "Black Friday"...
in the description inside.
Charles's life was tragic yet inspiring.
When he was young, his image gave people a feeling of unreliability.
He is relatively short in height and has not very good-looking facial features, and he is particularly keen on performing piano music...
Many times there would be parties held somewhere and he would be invited to them.
In fact, I just want to see a joke, not really want to hear him play the piano...
After all, his music is terrible.
It's so bad that even a layman would sneer at the music he plays.
Can be biased.
Charles was very disbelieving.
He is like a young man full of enthusiasm, even though he has experienced the war years, the sorrow of life and the real displacement.
He still insists on his piano dream...
The shitty music was the thing he was most proud of.
Although his performance was unpleasant and the applause he received was full of sarcasm and ridicule, he seemed to be immersed in his own world and never cared about these things every time he performed.
every time you perform.
He would also extend his hand very politely.
Showing off a gold ring on her hand...
The ring is said to have been given to him by his parents who were very proud of him.
since the death of his parents.
The most valuable thing on Charles's body is this thing...
When he was a boy, Charles carried his own dream and traveled to various places to play alone, hoping to let his own light bloom.
It's a pity that it's too dark.
No one can detect the light in him.
What everyone sees is just a little clown holding on to a very funny thing, that's all...
Qianye looked under the newspaper.
It not only writes about Charles's youth.
He also wrote about the only love in Charles' life...
"Does this count as exposing other people's privacy?"
Qianye didn't know if Charles would be angry about this.
Maybe the other party is already dead.
So even if Charles was angry, the newspaper office wouldn't think there was any problem.
You can write whatever you want, a dead person will not get up and say that you have violated his privacy...
Maybe Charles' death was a good thing for them.
After all, when the other party was alive in the past, he knew many secrets but could not reveal them. This would be very painful.
So when Charles jumped to his death.
They rushed to put all the information that had been accumulated for many years in the newspaper...
And what is written in the manuscript.
Charles' first love can be said to be quite realistic and skinny.
Well, to be precise.
Charles has never even been in love, just a crush...
After all, no woman would like a man who is short, has unattractive features and is laughed at by everyone.
The newspaper wrote that the first time Charles met his first love was when he came home exhausted from a performance one day...
It was raining heavily that day.
Without an umbrella, he could only choose to take a long way around, because the houses on that road had eaves, which could properly block some water drops for him.
The performance probably went very poorly.
It is said that there happened to be a rich man who was drinking during the performance that day, and he did not know that Charles' performance was a deliberately funny show arranged by the party.
So when Charles started playing.
He used the wine bottle in his hand to bloom a flower on Charles' head...
He also scolded Charles for what kind of bullshit he was playing, and while belittling Charles infinitely, he also asked the security to drive Charles out.
Maybe it was a shock to my heart.
In addition to being physically exhausted that day, Charles also fell into deep self-doubt...
Charles came home very late that day.
And just as he was taking a detour, he accidentally passed by a music conservatory.
But he was attracted by a beautiful piano sound in the college...
In the silence of the night, the melody and the touching rhythm of the music took deep roots in his heart.
Charles rarely praises other people's music.
Because in his opinion, his own music is unique and other people's music is rubbish.
This time the sound of music can move Charles.
That naturally aroused his curiosity due to his self-esteem...
He wanted to see it.
Who on earth can play such a piece of music?
At the same time, I was also thinking in my mind, if the song I played today was this one, would it be possible that I would not be hit on the head with a wine bottle, or pointed at my nose and scolded that I am trash...
Charles climbed over the school wall.
He gently opened the window with his hand, and his eyes passed over the irrelevant things and landed directly on the person who was playing the piano in the room.
That's a girl...
A girl wearing a pure white dress.
Her green and tender fingers skillfully danced on the keys, and every time she pressed the black and white key, it seemed to add a touch of soul to a colorless oil painting.
Charles was fascinated by what he could hear outside the window.
He leaned against the corner of the stone wall, seemingly unconcerned even if the raindrops soaked him...
From now on.
Charles became interested in this girl from the conservatory.
He found that the girl would come here to play every night, so he also changed his way home every night.
Even if it is further away.
He was willing to climb over the college wall every night and huddle in the corner to listen to the girl's music.
Maybe.
He thought he had found a soulmate...
The girl did not know that Charles existed.
She was just practicing for herself.
It is even more impossible to know that under the window sill every night, there will be a man huddled in the corner listening to the music he plays...
This kind of thing went on for a long time.
Until one night, the girl did not come to the college because of something. Charles felt panicked after not seeing the girl.
In his mind, he kept fantasizing about the reason why the other party did not come.
While I was thinking that something might have delayed me, I was also thinking that there might have been an accident...
That night Charles couldn't sleep.
He felt nervous for a while, relieved for a while, and sad for a while...
When I got up the next day.
Through the mirror, he saw himself who had not slept all night and his face was yellow and ugly, and he was sure that he had fallen in love with the other person...
This is except for the piano.
The second thing that interested him.
However, this kind of love is very painful.
Because when you really like someone, even Charles, who is arrogant and thinks he is great, will feel inferior because of it...
He felt that his wrinkled dress was not worthy of the girl's white dress.
He felt that because of his ugly appearance, he could not stand at the same time and place with the girl.
He felt that his poor music was not worthy of being discussed with girls...
certainly.
What Charles believed was true.
His restricted life, where he could barely afford the rent, could not be compared with a girl who received professional lessons at a music conservatory.
They are not from the same world...
Of course Charles knew this too.
Just like the piano dream he had been pursuing, he did not dare to reveal his feelings to the girl.
But he didn't stay away from girls.
He is still the same, quietly listening to the sound of a girl playing the piano in a lonely corner every night...
Later.
One night he noticed that the girl was in a bad mood.
After many inquiries, which were misunderstood as perverted, I found out that the girl's dress was missing.
The girl likes that white dress very much.
I wear it every night when I practice piano.
And since the dress disappeared, Charles has never seen a girl wearing it again...
I don't know which rib is wrong.
Charles actually thought of buying a dress for the girl.
He walked into a store that he would never enter on weekdays, and under the disdainful eyes of the boss, he asked the price of a dress that looked the same as the girl's.
After knowing the price.
Charles lived frugally.
It took more than half a year...
Even though the rent arrears had not been paid, I still walked into the shop again.
Dresses seem to be out of style.
It was hung in an inconspicuous corner of the shop.
But this does not prevent Charles from buying it...
He happily took the packaging box and came to the Conservatory of Music early that night.
Also climbed over the wall and placed the dress on the piano where the girl often practiced...
The girl received a gift from Charles.
But she didn't know who sent it.
I don’t know if someone forgot to leave this here...
So she didn't take it in the end.
Spring comes east...
Time seems to have passed a long time.
Until the girl was about to graduate, the gift box was still there. It seemed to be covered with heavy dust, and Charles felt confused and disappointed.
It's finally graduation day.
Charles is ready to muster up the courage to reveal his feelings to the girl.
He asked himself that he was not a timid person.
But when he confessed his love, he huddled in the corner and hesitated for a long time...
When the girl practiced for the last time, she heard Charles's murmuring voice.
She leaned over the window sill and looked.
Then I saw Charles’ unfamiliar face, looking at her in horror...