MTL - There’s No God in Show Business-Chapter 131 Last missed (below)

Within ten hours of flying from Australia to Tian | Chao b city, it seemed that there was a weird atmosphere of silence and depression pervading Uno's side, making it impossible to speak. Looking at this man who has been with each other for more than ten years, Zhao Xian was the first time to see each other like this, leaving him completely unaware of what to say.

Onuo did not have any thoughts on Zhao Xian. He was sitting near the porthole, but quietly stopped his eyes on the blue sea and blue sky outside the window. There was no fluctuation on his handsome face, and his eyes were deep and dazzling. Can't see clearly.

Seems nothing happened.

It seems like a storm is brewing.

The plane was steadily stopped in the airport of city B. It didn't take long for a black-sounding Mercedes-Benz SUV to exit the fairway building. No matter how big the gossip news is, it can't disrupt the tragic traffic jams in City B. When the night was dark and the stars were hanging in the sky, the car entered the Blue Mountain Villa area.

He Shushan opened the door. He wore only a thin woolen sweater in such a cruel autumn night. The eyes were red with crying, and there were still tears in the corners. He stood in the wind like this, thin as if to be scraped away in the next second.

"Onuo."

Uno nodded gently, and a man entered the room expressionlessly.

After waiting for more than an hour, he got out of the house again, and then walked towards his villa.

The night breeze of City B in October blew up Onuo's windbreaker and made a hunting sound. He squinted his eyes like this, folded his hands in his pockets, and walked straight forward. His face was quiet and peaceful, his steps were steady and calm, and only bloodshot eyes were suggesting—

The sleeplessness of the night and the grief deep in my heart.

The gate "Kata" closed.

No light was turned on, but Onuo was familiar with the door and went up the stairs. After two turns, he reached out and opened the door.

With the sound of "squeak", the cool moonlight like water suddenly appeared, pouring from the window of the attic on the ground, forming a desolate hoarfrost. Under the bath of moonlight, the silver-white astronomical telescope stood quietly, as calm as before.

Uno stepped forward and gently stroked the cold body with his hand.

Slender fingers stroked past the black keys, and the half-height telescope glowed cold in the moonlight. In the distant place corresponding to the lens, there is a dark window. Instead of lighting up the lights as before, only the dark glass reflects the city's gorgeous neon lights.

This astronomical telescope has been in this small attic for too long. For countless silent nights, its owner just looked at the window over there through the glass sheet without temperature, and occasionally saw people.

Most of the time the window is black, and only a few times a year can achieve the situation where two people are resting at the same time. And even with the lights on, most of the windows can only reflect a fuzzy shadow, and you can hardly see the person who is always busy.

But that's how it looked. It was just an icy window without light. The owner of this astronomical telescope had always sat alone on the small wooden bench, and spent such quiet and cold nights.

Until now, he finally had no reason to look at the window of the black hole ...

In the desolate and cold moonlight, the tall and handsome man stood straight in front of the silver-white telescope, without saying a word.

I didn't know how long before he suddenly picked up the white cloth on the side, without covering the lady-like astronomical telescope without hesitation. With the white cloth covering up a little bit, the last bit of emotion in Onuo's deep eyes was all extinguished.

This empty loft was once again locked by its owner.

However, for a long time, a deep and sad piano sound emanated from the piano room on the second floor. It was the euphemism of the piano. Every note seemed to be chanting the saddest tears. Uno sat on the stool alone, his fingers kept sliding, her face was sad, her lips were tight.

From the sad tune at the beginning, to the end, all the voices have been hoarse and clean.

Suddenly, just listening to the sound of "bang-", mixed with the sound of the piano being slammed, the original resentful and mellow tune stopped instantly.

Onuo's right hand slammed **** the black and white keys, and his left hand supported his forehead, barely keeping his trembling body from falling. Teeth clenched tightly, and the whole body was slightly trembling. A line of tears suppressed in the heart for a long time, and finally fell from the eyes.

Tears dripped from the chin on the piano keys along the beautiful chin line, making a ticking sound.

"why why why……"

The hoarse, torn voice sounded in the quiet piano room, and in the end it was completely vague in the throat, faint to the point.

"Why ... didn't give me a chance ..."

Shaw's night wind blew against the windows, shaking the glass. In the quiet piano room, only the man sobbing in his throat whispered weakly. This man who has never shown such a disregard for the wolverines finally cryed helplessly in the dead of the night.

But the "why" of this sound seems to never get into that person's ear, and it seems ...

There is no longer an answer.

There are too many faults in the world, people lose and own, and people get and willing.

There are too many misses in the world, just a turn, just a look back, making the partition of space eternal.

For Onuo, he was far more indifferent to that person.

Too late to meet, it weakens the chance of frankness to almost zero. It was too early to meet him, so that he couldn't grasp that ignorant mood, and finally caused a few years of stranger.

But now, when he finally got a hard-won opportunity, the fact once again made him impossible to be the person standing next to each other.

This time ... it's no longer the time between them.

Instead, the most ruthless cold in the world irrigated with blood and life—

death.

Onuo's body shivered constantly, even if she covered her entire cheek with her left hand, but couldn't stop the tears from falling down along her fingers. His back is still erect, but it seems to be shrouded in loneliness, fragile and fragile, just to maintain the only remaining dignity at this most sad time.

Moonlight is like the tranquility shining on this land for thousands of years. The extravagant and prosperous city does not infect this blue mountain villa area. The boundless darkness seems to be devouring everything and this lonely man Heart turned into a ruin.

In such a vast night--

Some people are using silent tears to tell their feelings that are so deep in their hearts that they are going to ferment.

Some people came to this strange cx apartment for the first time, preparing for a new tomorrow.

When the gentle and gentle sunlight once again shone on this sleeping earth, everything gradually woke up. In the cx apartment just a few kilometers away, the youth finished packing and went downstairs to the new agent's car. On this side, the uncomfortable man in the quiet and peaceful Blue Mountain villa area stayed up all night.

When the loud doorbell rang throughout the villa, I didn't know how long my stiff body suddenly moved.

Then, because he hadn't changed his posture for a long time, Onuo got up, walked out of the piano room strangely, went downstairs and opened the door.

As soon as the mahogany door opened, Zhao Xian looked helpless. There was a faint bluish black under his eyes. It seemed that the other party did not sleep well last night. But when Zhao Xian saw Uno, the whole person was shocked.

He blurted out: "Ano, what's the matter with you ?!"

Slightly messy black hair, messy and wrinkled cuffs, Onuo's whole person seemed to have just stepped out of a disaster, and his expression was extremely embarrassing. The noble temperament that was always carried was also a night, Collapse.

"It's nothing," was a hoarse, unpleasant voice at the exit, and Onorton paused for a while, then continued to say, "Today is his funeral, let's go."

"How can you be like this now ..." Zhao Xian's voice stopped abruptly, and the other's unchangeable eyes made him want to say, all swallowed in his throat. With a heavy sigh, Zhao Xian said, "Okay, let's go. But ... you really do ..."

"I won't see him this way ..." The voice stopped suddenly, and after a long time, Onuo dropped his eyes and said, "Go and see him for the last time."

After half an hour, a black Mercedes steadily exited the Blue Mountain villa area and headed for the suburb of city b. I do n’t know if it ’s an arrangement in the heavens. Today ’s traffic is not very congested. When Zhao Xian drove into the parking lot of the Guild Hall, the funeral began only over half an hour.

Without waiting for Zhao Xian to stop and react, the door on one side of the car was yanked open, a pair of slender legs stepped down from the car, and bright black custom-made leather shoes stepped on the wet ground.

He was wearing a black custom-made mid-length windbreaker, standing erectly among the mountains. The broken hair in the forehead was all fished backwards with hair gel, leaving only a few wires hanging on the full forehead, adding a handsome and elegant temperament.

In his arms was a large bouquet of white roses. Each of them is a symbol of the most beautiful budding posture, a total of 17 flowers, swaying in the slightly windy autumn wind.

Without waiting for Zhao Xian, Onuo stepped directly to the hall.

His pace was very slow but steady, his eyes stared straight ahead, and he watched the original narrow door getting bigger and bigger, the coffin originally placed in the center of the house and the black and white photo on the front side. ... and getting clearer.

In the corner of his eyes, Yu Guangli seemed to see a figure who suddenly turned away, and Onuo only glanced lightly and did not pay more attention. He just entered the venue with a large bouquet of fragrant white roses.

Give flowers and watch.

There was no wave in his indifferent face, so he stared silently at the man with a smirk in his frame.

The black and white picture freezes the most beautiful moment. This is a joyful smile he has never seen before, and at this moment ... he hopes that he can never see this photo.

For ten years, he has gone too far and tired in this relationship from budding to fermenting.

Countless times I thought I had let go, had forgotten, and countless unconsciously followed all the news of this person.

And when this moment that can no longer be realized really came, he finally sealed his deepest and fullest feelings in the piano room full of tears last night, sealed everything with tears and never opened again.

Perhaps they missed it in the beginning.

From the sidelines of a decade ago, he missed his first contact with this person.

From indecision eight years ago, he missed a second contact with this person.

From around six years ago, he missed his third contact with this person.

Later, he put down all the pride and dignity that he didn't need at all, but he can no longer recover the relationship that can only be friendship.

Later, his countless late-night gazes and secret gaze at each award ceremony no longer gave him and this person a second chance to speak.

Until now ...

He and him finally separated by the furthest distance between Yin and Yang.

This……

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