forgotten island

It took only a short day to find Nanqing with the clues. The secretary was very efficient, and immediately followed the license plate number to find the driver's house, gave him a sum of money, and soon knew where Nanqing was.

It is a city that likes to grow chrysanthemums.

After Zhang Chengyi got the news, he was both apprehensive and relieved. The tense feeling in his whole body completely disappeared at this moment, replaced by endless exhaustion.

Zhang Chengyi's spirit finally collapsed, he lay down on the bed instinctively, and fell asleep the moment he touched the pillow.

This is the fastest time for Zhang Chengyi to fall asleep during this period of time, and it is also his best sleep, without dreams, without a moment of sudden awakening.

After a good night's sleep, Zhang Chengyi looked much better when he woke up the next day. He went to the company in a good mood, chatted with the secretary for the first time in the company, and told him to finish the time. Just let him take half a month off.

During the period after Nanqing left, Zhang Chengyi had a hard time, and Chi Yu and the secretary were also having a hard time.While he had to be careful of his boss' emotions, he also had to arrange work matters, and at the same time, he had to spare time to find clues about Nan Qing, which put him under both mental and physical pressure.

So when he heard that Zhang Chengyi was going to give him a paid vacation, all the tortures that Zhang Chengyi had given him during this period instantly disappeared, and even Zhang Chengyi looked a bit understanding.

The secretary said a few times that it wasn't hard work, resisted the upturned lips, and left the office.

Zhang Chengyi has been staring at the computer all day, and has been on the phone constantly. He needs to take care of everything in the shortest possible time, and then bring Nan Qing back from that place.

After several days of continuous rotation, Zhang Chengyi was free, and went to the city of Nanqing without saying a word.

When he walked out of the airport, even though he was prepared, he was still shivering from the cold of the city's wind. Zhang Chengyi suddenly thought that Nan Qing didn't wear very thick clothes when he got on the bus, so he wondered if it would be cold here.

Thinking of Nanqing, Zhang Chengyi seemed to soften up.

Zhang Chengyi only knew that Nanqing was here, but he didn't know the specific place.He is not familiar with this place, because it is too close to the north, and has no investment or cooperation.Before coming here, I found a small game company, even if I lose all my money, I won't lose much money.

He needs a partner to help him do something, and he must be the biggest shareholder.

He waited in the cold wind for a few seconds, and a nanny car stopped in front of him. The window was lowered, revealing a very young face. It looked like he had just graduated from college. He leaned out and asked: "Is it Mr. Zhang Chengyi?"

Zhang Chengyi glanced at him and nodded.

The man got out of the car immediately, opened the car door, Zhang Chengyi bent down and sat in, the air conditioner was turned on in the car, and his body immediately warmed up: "What's your name?"

The man looked back and smiled: "Zhang Jinlin."

"Just graduated from university?" Zhang Chengyi asked.

Zhang Jinlin nodded: "Come to open a studio with my classmates, art, planning, etc., all that is missing..." He glanced at Zhang Chengyi from the car mirror, "The only thing is money. The money is in place, this The game is ready to start, and once it goes live there will definitely be great prospects."

Zhang Chengyi has no expression on his face, and talks to him like he doesn't care. His purpose of coming here is not to make money. One is to deal with the members of the board of directors. In case Nan Qing is found and Nan Qing asks, he can be said to be for work. In this case, it can reduce Nan Qing's burden, at least it doesn't look like Zhang Chengyi came to him specially.

So he didn't care about the studio he invested in, and what would happen in the future. Zhang Jinlin looked at Zhang Chengyi who was not responding at all in the back seat, closed his mouth embarrassingly, and stopped talking.

After driving for less than half an hour, I came to the studio. Zhang Chengyi took a shallow look outside, it was very small.Then Zhang Jinlin took him to visit, because it was very small, it was solved in a few minutes, and there were not many people in the studio.

After the visit, Zhang Chengyi was led to a small meeting room, and the staff outside made him a cup of coffee. Zhang Jinlin opened his notebook and turned to Zhang Chengyi. He knew at a glance that he was going to explain the game plan to Zhang Chengyi. Zhang Chengyi was not in the mood at all, his eyes fell lightly in front of the computer screen, and he raised his hand.

"You don't need to tell me so much, I will invest the money, you just need to show me the results." Zhang Chengyi said.

A bunch of rhetoric prepared by Zhang Jinlin stuck in his throat instantly, his face was a little embarrassed and embarrassed, he looked pitiful to please others.

Zhang Chengyi's gaze was still on the computer, as if he was looking at it seriously: "I heard you are a local?"

Zhang Jinlin nodded quickly.

"I want to ask you a favor."

Zhang Jinlin was taken aback and thought he had heard it wrong, so he didn't respond for a while.Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhang Chengyi looked out of the corner of his eyes and glanced at him.Zhang Jinlin said in a jerk, "Mr. Zhang is polite."

Zhang Chengyi waited for him to finish this sentence, then took out a photo from his pocket and put it in front of him: "Actually, the main purpose of my coming here is to find someone. I heard from others that you know a lot of people who can Help me find out, has anyone seen him? If you find him, you don’t need to worry about the follow-up investment.”

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Jinlin's spirit suddenly lifted, and he focused his attention on the photo.

In the photo is a man, to be precise, a very good-looking man, wearing a hat made of wool, holding snow in his hand, looking at the camera with shining eyes, his nose is red from the cold, and his mouth is red. Although there was no smile, the smile in his eyes was obvious.

Zhang Chengyi managed to find this photo from home. At that time, they had just formed that kind of relationship. Nanqing was still very lively. One winter, the city had an unprecedented heavy snowfall. Nanqing wanted to see it. Zhang Chengyi So he took him there, climbed to the top of the mountain, Nanqing was very excited, ran to the center and grabbed a handful of snow, and insisted that Zhang Chengyi take a photo with him, saying that this was the first time for the two of them to travel, and they must Commemorate it.Of course, in the end, Nan Qing didn't persuade Zhang Chengyi to stand with him in the same shot, and only took pictures of himself as a compromise.

This photo was destined to become Zhang Chengyi's last handful of snow.

"He looks so good-looking." Zhang Jinlin sighed sincerely.

Hearing this, Zhang Chengyi gave a rare smile: "Yes."

Hearing Zhang Chengyi's reply, Zhang Jinlin realized what he just said, his ears turned red slightly, and he changed the topic: "Mr. Zhang, is this person your relative?"

Looking at the photo, Zhang Chengyi still had a smile on his face: "He is my lover."

……

When he came out of the studio, it was snowing heavily. Zhang Chengyi looked towards the sky. The snowflakes all over the sky slanted down from the sky in a mighty way. After a while, Zhang Chengyi's clothes were dyed white. He didn't go to the hotel by car, but Holding the umbrella given by Zhang Jinlin, he walked towards the hotel on foot. He hoped that on this road that was neither long nor short, God would favor him, and that he could meet Nanqing here.

The same is true of the Arabian Nights. In a huge strange city, the encounter between two people is only one in a million, and one of them is still running away non-stop.

Holding the umbrella handle, Zhang Chengyi strolled among the sparse crowd. When he passed by a square, he heard a faint sound of a piano. It was both familiar and unfamiliar, but it was enough to stop Zhang Chengyi's footsteps .

Zhang Chengyi raised the umbrella surface, the snow fell more and more, and he couldn't even see the scene in front of him clearly.He stood quietly in the snow, through the snow and through the crowd, he saw a group of people surrounded by the fountain not far away, in the blurred vision, among the moving crowd, he appeared at that extremely tiny moment In the gap between them, Zhang Chengyi saw a person sitting there, and Zhang Chengyi was blocked before he could see clearly. !Small!cherry!all!reason!

He approached there in a strange way, and the sound of the music became more and more clear...

Before Zhang Chengyi approached, the music stopped, and then the crowd started to move. The people who were around there dispersed in twos and threes. Zhang Chengyi saw that the gap was getting bigger and bigger, accompanied by heavy snowflakes flying all over the sky. , the person who was originally covered appeared in front of Zhang Chengyi's eyes, his back was as thin as a dead branch melting in the snow, and he squatted down to arrange his piano.

Zhang Chengyi's footsteps stuck in place stiffly, his hand holding the umbrella handle was trembling slightly, this back... this back...

"Nanqing." He muttered to himself, the voice was so soft that only he could hear it.

The man had already tidied up the piano and put on a thick down jacket.

Zhang Chengyi moved a few steps vigorously: "Nanqing!"

The man's body seemed to have paused, he pulled the piano belt, and turned around slowly, the heavy snow fluttered wantonly with the wind, Zhang Chengyi only felt his eyes turn cold, and the person who turned around in his sight changed It became a white mass, Zhang Chengyi rubbed his eyes anxiously, and walked over, the people coming and going became obstacles preventing him from approaching.

"Nanqing!" Zhang Chengyi shouted anxiously.

His sight became clearer, and Zhang Chengyi's footsteps quickened, but there were too many people. The road was so quiet just now, but when he arrived at the square, there were suddenly so many people. All kinds of passers-by blocked Zhang Chengyi one after another. the way to go.

When he dialed the crowd, there was no one else beside the fountain. Everything seemed like a mirror image, just an illusion in the snow.

Zhang Chengyi wasn't even sure if that person was Nan Qing, and the hope that hadn't started ended in the blink of an eye.

The snow was still falling, and Zhang Chengyi was standing in the bustling crowd holding an umbrella, as dazed as a child. Although the surrounding area was so lively, Zhang Chengyi felt extremely quiet, as if he was the only one left in the world.