Hidden Assassin: Return Author: Black Feather Little Wing

Jianghai, airport.

　　 The huge roar of the plane resounded outside the window. At the exit, the captain and the stewardess said goodbye, a beautiful Oriental woman and a handsome white man walked out together.

　　 "Teacher, you don't actually use it."

　　"What does it matter? I have always been interested in China. By the way, I can see where you grew up. Isn’t it great?"

　　The woman was silent.

　　 Suddenly, a shout came from a distance: "Hi~ Lingjing! You are finally back!"

　　 The woman looked up and recognized the identity of the other party: Dongfang Wan. Looking at Dongfang Wan's vigorous look, time seems to be going backwards, back to four years ago, or more...

　　 After a while, the woman was crowded with people picking up the plane.

　　 "Lingjing, you are so amazing! You are now known as the'Mozart of the East'!" An envied voice.

　　 "Hahahaha! Since I was a child, I have seen that the spirit is extraordinary, as expected!" This is proud.

　　 "It's been so hard for you to stay abroad for so many years..." This is caring.

　　……

　　 glanced at the people who picked up the plane with a quiet look, trying to identify everyone: there were many people who picked up the plane, including former classmates, relatives from far away or very close, and even neighbors. Yes, father and mother Ye were naturally among them, but no matter how they searched, they couldn't find Sha Sha and the man. I feel a little painful, don’t even I want to come back to pick it up...

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　　 has been back to China for three days. In the past three days, all my previous acquaintances have visited, even the Dongfang family has not missed it, and also took the time to visit the Sacred Heart, of course, just for the small building.

　　 Yahan’s house also visited, and I also watched Taotao. At the time, Yahan seemed to be taking her children to enroll in kindergarten. Naturally, she chatted a few words and talked about what happened in the past four years, but I don’t know. Why, but always intentionally or unintentionally avoided the topic of Jia Ming and Sha Sha.

　　 Or it should be said, everyone is avoiding this topic.

　　 It turned out that since returning to China for so many days, not only have they not seen one of them, but they have not even received any news about what happened in the past four years, as if they suddenly disappeared from the world. Of course, she still knew about the disappearance of the Sha Zhu Gang, but she knew that as long as there was a family name, Sha Sha would naturally be fine, so she didn't take it seriously.

　　 Finally, at this point of patience, she finally couldn't stand it anymore. At the party initiated by Dongfang Wan at night, Lingjing smiled and asked Dongfang Wan her doubts: "Shasha and...Jia Ming How are they? Why haven't I seen them come to see me after being back for so long?" There was a hint of bitterness in the smile.

　　 Hearing Lingjing's question, Dongfang Wan's hand trembling involuntarily, the corners of her mouth were a bit bitter, but when she raised her head, the most elegant smile on her lips: "Liu Huaisha? Listen? Said she also went abroad, it seems that she is also going to Europe, haven't you seen her?"

　　 Hearing Dongfang Wan’s answer, Lingjing was a little surprised: "What, Shasha has gone abroad too?" Her heart was full of sadness: Did Shasha also leave? For some reason, Taotao’s smile flashed before my eyes, and my heart was throbbing...

　　 "Yes, yes! I went abroad four years ago, no one told you? I thought you knew it!" Dongfang Wan continued.

　　 "Four years..." Lingjing lowered her head in thought. After a while, she raised her head again and asked the question that the other party had just avoided: "So, what about Jiaming? I didn't see it. To him? He will never go abroad, right?"

　　 Dongfang Wan, who originally thought he had successfully escaped from danger, heard this and couldn’t help turning into a bitter face again, and quickly turned off the topic: “What is he doing! You’ve finally returned to China, let’s play for a few more days! I am I thought of a lot of fun places!......"

　　 "Dongfang Wan, tell me what the **** is going on!" There was a hint of irritation in the quiet tone.

　　 "Uh..." Dongfang Wan's bitter melon face became heavier.

　　 As a result, facing the already a little angry Ling Jing, Dongfang Wan finally sighed, then raised her head and stared at Ling Jing’s eyes: "You really don’t know?"

　　 "What do you know?" For some reason, looking at the other's serious expression, Ling Jing felt a little panic in her heart, as if what she was about to know was terrible news.

　　 Dongfang Wan stared at Lingjing's eyes for a long time, and finally sighed for the second breath tonight, and lowered her head: "Forget it, let's not say it, I'll take you there tomorrow." There was a voice in the voice. A trace of exhaustion, "But, you'd better be mentally prepared first."

　　Mentally prepared? There was a trace of doubt in Lingjing's heart, but more tension: What happened during the four years when I was absent?

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　　 After noon the next day, Dongfang Wan personally drove to the gate of Ye's Wushu Hall.

　　 She stuck out half of her body from the car window, stared at Lingjing for a long time, and finally sighed: "Get in the car!"

　　 The car drove very quickly and smoothly, and it drove out of the city in a short while, heading towards the back mountain.

　　 Lingjing looked at the scenery rapidly receding outside the window, while Dongfang Wan drove the car intently. As for other people, either didn't know the situation or didn't want to talk, silence filled the car.

　　 After a long time, Lingjing's voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence: "Jia Ming is very good at choosing a place to live, but I remember that there is no house on the back mountain. Is it a new building?" She still looked out the window without turning her head. .

　　 "That's it..." Dongfang Wan replied after hesitating for a moment.

　　 and then there was silence...

　　 The car continued to drive, and in a short while, it drove to the back hill, and then drove to the cemetery.

　　 Outside the cemetery, the car stopped. "Here, get off," Dongfang Wan said softly, before getting out of the car and heading into the cemetery.

　　 "Jia Ming lives here? Dongfang Wan, what's the matter?" Lingjing hurriedly chased after her.

　　 Dongfang Wan was just silent, without speaking.

　　 The anxiety in my heart continued to expand, making myself a little breathless.

　　 As if to verify the anxiety in her heart, when she reached a tombstone, Dongfang Wan stopped: "Here." The tone was light, as if it came from a long distance, with a little bit of unreality.

　　 Upon hearing this, Lingjing's pupils dilated for an instant, staring at Dongfang Wan, trying to see from her eyes that this was a joke. However, she failed. In the eyes of the other party, she only saw intolerance and sadness.

　　 turned his head and looked at the tombstone beside Dongfang Wan at this time. The smile and the five words on it are so unreal, but so real, there is no way to escape...

　　 "This... how is this possible... how could he possibly die... this... this is impossible..." Unwilling to believe in the chaotic statements.

　　 "He has been dead for more than two years, or even longer. It is said that he died of a brain tumor. I didn't know it until two years ago..." Dongfang Wan said slowly.

　　"This...how is this possible...how could he die...this...this is impossible..."

　　I don’t know why, I heard the song once Jiaming sang for himself for the first time:

　　"A lamp of sorrow and loneliness stands at the window

　　 I am behind the door pretending that you haven’t left yet

　　……

　　 a pot wandering and wandering around the world, it’s hard to get into the throat

　　After you leave, the wine warms up and remembers and misses thin"

　　 I can see Jia Ming alone looking out the window after I leave...

　　……

　　"Who is playing a piece of Dongfengpo with a pipa

　　 years and years peeled off the wall and saw when I was young

　　 still remember that we were still very young"

　　"You...Hello, my name is Gu...Gu Jiaming." The slightly shy boy stretched out his hand...

　　"And now the sound of the piano is faintly waiting for me, you haven’t heard it

　　Who is playing a piece of Dongfengpo with a pipa

　　Maple Leaf dyes the ending of the story, I can see through"

　　You actually know everything, right... You know everything... That's why you sing this song...

　　"I will lead you through the old road outside the fence"

　　 I still remember your embrace on the Dream Star that year...

　　"In the smoky years, even the breakup was very silent"

　　 Thinking back to that last look, my heart throbbed, and the endless sadness seemed to drown him completely...

　　 I know that you have very important things, so I have always believed in you! But why don't you tell me such a thing...

　　 My feet were weak, and I finally sat on the ground, pressing my cheeks tightly with my hands, but couldn't stop the tears from gushing out...

　　 Looking at Lingjing who was crying with grief, Dongfang Wan hesitated whether to come forward to comfort her, and finally shook her head, turned around and prepared to leave. When she looked up, a figure came into view, and she couldn’t help being stunned. In the end it was still shaking

　　 walked past the figure: "Are you here... Fortunately, you are here, so I should be able to comfort her... Then, please..."

　　 "If you don't tell me, I will do it..." the beautiful female voice replied.

　　 A slender hand was gently placed on Lingjing's back~IndoMTL.com~Please let me be alone for a while..."The woman said in a choked voice.

　　 "Let's cry hard..." The once-familiar voice sounded from behind.

　　 Hearing this sound, Lingjing finally burst into tears and fell into the arms of the person who came.

　　"Jia Ming...Jia Ming, he...he...dead..."

　　 "Well, I know..."

　　……

　　 Lingjing cried for a long time, finally took back the tears, and raised his head: "When did you come back?"

　　 "Later than you, I will be back when I know you are back."

　　"Really..."

　　 From a distance, Dongfang Wan sighed again, looking at the two in the sunset.

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　　 Far, Yujiang, vegetable market.

　　 Behind the chestnut stall, the man raised his head and looked up at the red sky under the setting sun, not knowing what he was thinking about.

　　 There are not many people who still come to buy chestnuts, so there is no one in front of the chestnut stall.

　　 At this time, a figure appeared in front of the chestnut stall, just blocking the man’s eyes looking up at the sky. It was a woman. Although she was wearing sunglasses, she had beautiful black hair and a beautiful face. The small Qiong nose, slightly upturned corners of the mouth, and the extremely strong oriental temperament make people no doubt that they must be a pair of extremely beautiful eyes under the pair of sunglasses.

　　 As expected, she gently pushed up her sunglasses with **** at the moment, and a pair of extremely beautiful eyes appeared in front of the man: "I want to buy a catty of chestnuts."

　　 Then she stretched out her right hand and laughed. At this moment, it seemed as if flowers were in full bloom: "Meet you in the early days, Gu Jiaming. Or should I call you the "other me"?"