sinovels Chapter 97 Meow Meow Meow Meow
Chapter 97 Meow Meow Meow Meow
1.
Fang Huai always felt that the scene in front of him was a bit unreal, like a fantasy-themed movie that went wrong in the post-production special effects processing.
The evening wind blew through the treetops, and the setting sun had not completely sunk into the horizon, and tiny stars had already lit up in the sky.The lake, which covers a large area, is full of dead branches and sunset glow. The water surface is still calm, and the dark blue sky is reflected like a mirror.
Fang Huai was hanging on the branch, with a lollipop in his mouth, and opened his mouth blankly.
... how to describe it.
The owner of the dark golden pupil, half submerged in the lake, looked at him with his eyes open.It is covered with silver scales, with long whiskers and vertical pupils, where two horns can be seen.After a distance, Fang Huai felt that the scales seemed to be very beautiful, without stains, and the texture was like the jade of a god statue.
It is not like any animal in Fang Huai's cognition.
In this situation, it seems unexpected and natural.
Fang Huai let go of his hand with the lollipop in his mouth, jumped off the branch, and landed on the soft ground.The creature's pupils constricted when he let go, and then let go after a moment.
Fang Huai forced a smile, but soon stopped smiling. He didn't know if 'it' could understand that it meant a friendly expression.
His heart was still beating violently. This unscientific scene exceeded his common sense since he was a child, but he had to force himself to calm down.He doesn't know whether the other party is benevolent or malicious, and he wants to ensure his own safety.
After falling in love, Fang Huai suddenly realized that his life is very precious. If he is gone, his Ye Yuyuan will be very sad.
Holding a stone in his hand, Fang Huai leaned his back against the tree trunk, holding his breath, his back tensed.
The dragon-like creature still stared at him silently.They stared at each other at a distance of about ten meters, and neither of them moved first.
Those dark golden vertical pupils were quite different from those of other animals that Fang Huai had seen before.It's not that turbid, but it feels very deep and mysterious, like the surface of a lake frozen in winter, with a very faint light.
In the end, it moved first.
It stared at Fang Huai for a long time, finally closed its eyes, stepped back a little, and opened a safe distance from Fang Huai.Just when Fang Huai was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a very low voice next to his ear:
"I mean no harm. I've seen you."
The voice seemed to be separated by a thin layer of paper. It was not so much that it sounded as it was transmitted directly to Fang Huai's consciousness.
"I'm sorry, I don't remember," Fang Huai took a step back, lowered his voice, and said cautiously, "I didn't mean anything malicious, this was originally my home."
The other party was silent for a long time.
Fang Huai only seemed to detect some subtle emotions from the long blank space.
Like depression, down and sad.
After about 2 minutes, the voice sounded again:
"It's okay. This is my home too."
The silver-scaled dragon was silent for a long time, looked at him with vertical pupils, and said:
"Welcome back."
It has practiced this sentence for a long time, and it has imagined saying it to him in various situations.
It may be the young man who pushed the door open in the middle of the night, or the traveler who came back covered in snow when it first snowed. He unpacked his bag and carried souvenirs and gadgets from afar in his backpack, or he didn’t.He might smile at it and say, long time no see, I miss you too.
But now the big boy looked at it very cautiously, strangely detached.
It's not great, but it's not too bad either.It evaluated quietly, and felt that if it was Fang Huai, these would be very acceptable.
It slowly became happy again.
The dragon with silver scales sank into the water little by little, tiny bubbles floated up and down, and it said:
"it's dark."
So go back early, someone is waiting for him.
Not so long ago, on the same mountain.
"I'm going up the mountain." A person at the foot of the mountain stuttered and stubbed out his cigarette, "That party or something, I went up in a villager's car."
"Success, you keep watching, lest he call the police."
After a few more instructions, the signal was too bad, and the phone hung up by itself.
"Damn it," the ragged man pried open the door of the wooden house cursingly, "it's so hard to open a rusty lock that hasn't been used for seven years, what a problem."
He wore a tattered peaked cap on his head, his beard hadn't been shaved for several days, and he carried an empty Erguotou bottle in one hand. He smelled of wine all over his body, and he was sloppy.Those thin and small eyes were full of light, and his spirit was already on the verge of collapse, obviously beyond the scope of normal people.
However, who would have thought that not long ago, he was still known as the "clear of the industry" and "conscience music critic", with a valuation of more than five figures per Weibo, and receiving promotions from Uncle Mango, a soft-tongued music critic?
Yes, this person is Li Mang.
Li Mang has been in the Chinese music circle for so many years, and he is known as the number one shit stirrer with the most influence.Relying on his backer and his network of relationships for so many years, he has done a lot of unscrupulous things, and he has contributed a lot to the corrupt atmosphere in the circle in the past two years.
But after walking the night road for so long, he never saw a ghost until he met Fang Huai.
"...Damn." Thinking of this name, Li Mang couldn't restrain his emotions.
He wants to kill.
Li Mang tried to take out the needle from his bag with trembling hands, but the last injection of drugs had already been injected, and his mood collapsed even more.
——I forget which year it was, Li Mang started taking drugs at the instigation of his friends in the industry.In the beginning, they only talked about 'finding inspiration'. In the past, they gave needles to people. This matter was kept secret along with other things. Li Mang also became more and more bold from being cautious at the beginning.
Drug addicts have no humanity at all. He forced several well-connected musicians to start smoking as well, and then began to find channels to sell drugs by himself.
Until not long ago, because of the rhythm of "Moonlight in the Abyss", all his black materials were made public, the most sensational of which was drug use and drug trafficking.Li Mang went from being sought after by everyone to a plummet, and before he had time to prepare himself, he was handcuffed into the bureau the next day.
He found a loophole to get out and started a life of fleeing for several months.It’s fine if you just take drugs, and you will be shot for drug trafficking.
Moreover, whether it was an illusion or not, Li Mang always felt that his escape was extremely difficult.He always gets bad luck in some inexplicable places, and seems to be targeted by all high-tech products. He always feels that he has been exposed long ago, but he is being hung around like a cat and mouse, and he is almost at the end every time. , the person above will leave a glimmer of life in a high position.
He was very angry at first, but then he didn't think about it at all. The first thought in his mind was to kill someone—to kill Fang Huai.
But this is too cheap for him, Li Mang thought.
He has been around for so long, of course he knows what is the most tormenting in this circle.A silent death is actually innocuous, ruined, with nothing, and finally dying and exiting in disgrace, is the most suitable ending for that bitch.
Li Mang kicked open the door of the wooden house trembling all over.
He has already broken the jar, and the only thought in his mind now is to make Fang Huai's life worse than death.
It's no accident that he's here.
Li Mang had inquired about the news in advance, and had been following the "Interpretation" program group cautiously. He stepped on the spot three days ago, and finally waited until Fang Huai left the program group without saying hello to anyone. Know that his chance has finally come.
after an hour.
It was getting late, and without turning on the lights, it was almost impossible to see the surrounding scene clearly.Li Mang picked up his phone with trembling hands. He used a black card to ensure that he would not be found by the police—but he had already had enough of this kind of hiding.
Li Mang himself is a person who is extremely eager for attention and attention, and his pursuit of these has even reached a pathological level.
He opened the live broadcast room, logged into one of his unblocked live broadcast accounts, and took an extremely gimmicky title.Then he turned on the live broadcast, watched the number of people increase, and his heart beat a little faster.
"Yes, I'm Uncle Mango... Don't worry, everyone," he looked at the bullet screens and gave the camera a weird smile, "Well, it's the same as the title says."
"Silver Birch Award Winner, Seahorse Award Nominee, Album Sales Explosion, Fang Huai, who is blown up by you—"
"I bought drugs with me."
"Where is this place?" Li Mang saw the words of the barrage, and held up the camera to turn around. He had already set up this place, "This is where Fang Huai used to live. He asked me to meet here today. .”
"Don't worry, he will come soon, we have plenty of time." He said with a smile.
When Fang Huai turned around, his whole brain was a little dazed.
He felt that he should go down the mountain and find a hotel to live in first. The wooden house here has been unoccupied for seven years... maybe longer, and the water and electricity are no longer connected, and the signal is also poor.Although Fang Huai was not worried about what would happen to him in the mountains where he grew up, he had to go down the mountain to call Ye Yuyuan to report his safety.
Teacher Ye must have gone crazy, Fang Huai felt guilty, feeling that he had been dazzled before.
He should have told Ye Yuyuan in advance, and even came with him... However, they will always come together in the future, sooner or later.He wanted to tell Ye Yuyuan all about his life, but maybe now is not the time.
When passing by his former home, Fang Huai couldn't help but stop.He really wanted to go in and take a look, but it was already dark now, so he turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and looked into the fence from the overgrown grass.
The phone suddenly vibrated.
Fang Huai originally thought it was Ye Yuyuan who called him, but was about to pick it up when he opened it but found it was not.It was a text message from an unknown number, just a photo.
He stood in the darkness with his head down, only the faint fluorescence of the phone reflected his face, the curvature of his lips gradually faded, and became stiff like a sculpture in half a second.
Fang Jianguo is different from many old people. He does not have a deep attachment to returning fallen leaves to their roots. When he was still healthy, he told Fang Huai what to do after the funeral - hold a simple funeral, it doesn't matter if you don't have it, you don't need to take it back to the country for burial, just find a cemetery on the spot That's fine, don't delay him.
Fang Jianguo was very healthy at that time. He ate three bowls of white rice for a meal, played mahjong until two o'clock in the morning, and woke up at seven o'clock the next day full of energy and told Fang Huai to hang his throat.Fang Huai hardly realized that Fang Jianguo would die, but after thinking about it, he found it very strange.
If everyone is gone, what else can be delayed.
Fang Jianguo said that he was going to find someone, and that person must have been waiting for him there for many years, and he missed him very much.
Later, when he was in a daze to make arrangements for Fang Jianguo's funeral, Fang Huai remembered this entrustment, and did not insist on bringing Fang Jianguo's ashes back to China.But he still chose the best cemetery in that city, and his savings were almost spent, hoping that Fang Jianguo could sleep more comfortably.
But at this moment in the photo, there is a black box that is not too big or too small, without any complicated patterns, and it is solemn and solemn that is a bit incompatible with someone's incongruous personality.
How could Fang Huai not remember.
That was Fang Jianguo's urn.
2.
Midsummer is coming, but Fang Huai thought that there were many mosquitoes on the mountain, so he was wearing a long-sleeved hooded sweater, overalls, and a pair of short boots similar to military boots.
After walking for half a day, and climbing trees before, the sides of his boots are already covered with mud, and there is a leaf on the tip of his slightly curled hair, showing a kind of free and unruly handsomeness.
With one hand in his pocket, he kicked open the door.
The man inside was startled.He placed the live camera in the corner, and confirmed that it could capture the whole room, before sneaking back his gaze.
"You...you're here." Li Mang swallowed.
From just now to the past 10 minutes, from the live broadcast website to Weibo and major forums, the popularity of this matter is still rising crazily.Although Li Mang said that he had plenty of time, he was not as relaxed as he appeared.
He used a black card to connect to the signal, and the police can't find the IP for the time being, but it's also a matter of time, and a quick fix is best.
But at this time, when the sound of kicking the door was heard, the bullet screen scrolled faster and faster, and all kinds of things were crowded together, and they couldn't even see clearly.
[Li Mang, I'm standing on Huangquan Road to guide your mother, stay away from Zai Zai! ! ! 】
[I have already called the police. 】
[I'm afraid you are out of your mind. You said Fang Huai took drugs, so he took drugs?I also said that your whole family is dead. 】
[I think this person is a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, and drug trafficking is a capital crime. This person can do anything at the end of his life. 】
From his debut to the present, Fang Huai, unlike many popular traffickers, has unexpectedly maintained a very high popularity among passers-by.Although I was entangled for a while because of the fan circle, but later, whether it was the red carpet, acting, or receiving awards, I was neither humble nor overbearing, and I didn't deliberately pull on the hype.
In addition, receiving the Yinhua Award has attracted a lot of fans, not only young people, but even uncles and aunts can say "that kid who writes songs very well".
So as soon as the live broadcast came out, almost 90.00% of the people were on Fang Huai's side.You can imagine what Li Mang is thinking with your toes... However, the most worrying thing is Fang Huai's safety.
If what Li Mang said is true in the deep mountains and old forests, and the police can't locate them, and the drug addicts themselves have no humanity at all, it's hard to say what Li Mang will do.
Hearing the sound of kicking the door from the microphone with poor reception, many people felt a thump in their hearts.
Then, they heard a voice.
"where is it?"
Fang Huai's emotions couldn't be judged from his voice alone. His voice was lower than usual, and there was no smile.
"Don't be in such a hurry." Li Mang had already calmed down at this moment. He looked at Fang Huai's expression from a few meters away, lowered his head and lit a cigarette, and said, "Is this a drug addict?"
Fang Huai didn't speak, just looked at him.
Li Mang rubbed his fingers, felt a little cold, lowered his head and smoked, and said, "You have made a lot of money by coaxing Mr. Ye around recently? The album is also sold, and the Silver Birch Award has been pre-determined for you. Why, Hong Turn your face and deny anyone?"
This sentence reveals a little bit too much information.
【What?Fang Huai was really taken care of by Mr. Ye? 】
【You all believe what Li Mang said, do you have any brains? 】
[Silver birch award can also be determined by default?Anyone with eyes knows whether it is good to rely on strength. 】
[I happened to be in City C, and I called the police, and the police are probably about to be called by now, hold on tight! ! 】
Actually, that doesn't matter anymore, Fang Huai thought.
He closed the wobbly wooden door, his eyes scanning every inch of the small space.This is a place he will never forget all his life, the home of him and Fang Jianguo.Fang Jianguo is an old urchin, he has a bunch of strange things in his house, and Fang Huai knows where they are even with his eyes closed.
He closed his eyes.
At the last second before his vision went dark, he saw the camera on the small bookshelf, and Li Mang's hand behind his back, holding a syringe tightly, the needle glowing with silver light.
Li Mang had taken drugs and was at the end of his rope, but he did not become a fool after all.
He is not the only one in this gang on the mountain, who came to do the last vote, it is more than enough to destroy Fang Huai.
at the same time.
At the provincial capital airport of province C, the private plane landed according to the planned route. After taxiing for a certain distance, it still hadn't stopped, but the back door was already opened, and one person stepped down with two long legs.
He didn't bring any luggage, and he was wearing a fur coat and scarf that didn't match the season-this is very understandable, a few hours ago, he was interviewing in a country in the southern hemisphere.
The staff and passengers passing by were stunned at the same time. In the dead silence, the man walked to the pick-up car, bowed and closed the window politely.
"Excuse me, give me a lift." He said with a smile, his light golden eyes are charming, "it won't take long."
The driver stammered, "Sorry, but this..."
But the man had already sat in the back seat.His sitting posture is extremely elegant, while unbuttoning the first button of the woolen coat, he nodded:
"Ok?"
As soon as the words fell, the pick-up car sped out at an extremely unreasonable speed, passed the gate, and got on the airport expressway amidst exclamations.
The driver looked at the steering wheel in front of him with a pale face, and stepped on the accelerator to the full without manual control. He rolled his eyes and passed out.
On the other side, the police station in the small county town.
The eight-cylinder heavy locomotive whizzed by, and was blocked in the middle of the road by the evening rush hour in the small town.The man in the car was extremely bad-tempered, and the little traffic policeman who had just started his duty walked over with one hand and one foot, tremblingly said:
"Sir, show your driver's license. You have been found to be speeding, maybe..."
The owner of the car was wearing Beats headphones, the goggles were pulled down, deep eye sockets, a pair of hostile eyes, and very white skin.His eyes made the hairs on the back of the traffic policeman stand on end:
"Is something wrong?"
"Punish, punish..."
"You contact Li Zhao."
The traffic that had been stuck for a long time finally loosened up, and the accelerator of the heavy motorcycle was instantly opened to the maximum speed limit, riding along a very tricky route.
The little traffic policeman stood where he was, holding a business card in a hurry - on it was written the phone number of one of the best brokers in the world.
On a mountain that has been abandoned for a long time.
The setting sun had completely submerged into the horizon, the long silent night spread, and the calm lake rippled.
The silver scales faded away inch by inch, the vertical pupils were covered by the pitch-black pupils, and the buttons of the suit were connected by themselves, outlining the shoulders to the waist in an extremely docile way.
Before everything was ready, the man walked forward, he was a little anxious.
Suddenly his footsteps stopped.
A hanging pole was placed by the long-abandoned lake, and the old man sat on the side with a pipe in his mouth, and greeted him with a smile: "Hey, Xiaoye, long time no see."
There was light filtering through his translucent fingertips, it was not human.
He had Erguotou on his hand, a peaked cap, a white sweater, and flowered pants, the most typical of Fang Jianguo's taste. He did look very old, but he could vaguely glimpse the handsome taste of the past in his facial features.
fake, or real?
"Don't be shy, the ugly daughter-in-law wants to see her father-in-law too," the old man shrugged, holding the fishing rod in one hand, and tossing the same translucent jade pendant with the other, looking very unscrupulous, "Or father-in-law?"
Ye Yuyuan: "..."
Probably true.