Fast Travel Guide: The heroine collapses

Chapter 620, chick, look over 24 (fill)

She and Bai Lichen were the only ones left in the whole room.

"It's just a little effort, and it's been so long, I've forgotten it!" Qingcheng looked indifferent, picked up a rose on the table and played with it, with a calm expression.

"Forget? Impossible, how could you forget!" Hearing Qingcheng's words, Bai Lichen muttered to himself vaguely, his eyes flashed a sick scarlet.

When Bailichen said this, his voice was very low, Qingcheng couldn't hear it clearly, he blinked his eyes, and looked at Bailichen with some doubts.

"What did you say?"

Bai Lichen lowered his eyelids, his eyes became clean and clear in an instant, he came back to his senses, and gently curled his lips.

"No, Yan'er, the meal will take a while, let me talk about the piano for you first!" After saying that, Bai Lichen got up and left the dining table with a noble posture and a gentle temperament, walked to the piano, and sat down with his back straight.

Qingcheng raised her eyebrows, did not refuse, and looked at Bailichen with interest.

The man sat in front of the piano with a serious expression, clear eyes, and a faint smile on his clean and delicate face, as light as the wind.

The elegant and stirring sound of the piano rises in the ear, flowing slowly, like a melodious clear spring, flowing in the mountain stream, and the notes fill the whole room, like countless playful elves, the lingering sound is lingering, tactful and beautiful.

Under the colorful glazed lamps on the ceiling, the jade-like face of the man seemed to be covered with a layer of halo, which was touching.

His eyes were affectionate and obsessed, looking at Qingcheng with enthusiasm and fiery eyes, which made Qingcheng's heart tremble slightly and his thoughts flustered slightly.

Slender and slender fingers walked, jumped, and danced on the black and white piano keys like clouds and flowing water.

The timbre of the piano is pure and rich, as soft as the winter sun, bright and bright, warm and calm.

Cold as steel balls sprinkled on the ice surface, the grains are distinct and penetrating.

It is as fierce as the roaring deep sea, touching and soul-stirring, as deep as the dark night, with sound as if silent, slowly and smoothly, spreading across the sky.

After a music score, Qingcheng came back to his senses, a flash of surprise and appreciation flashed in his eyes, and he applauded lightly.

"Richard Clayderman's "The Pledge of Love" is full of passion, firmness and softness, touching and soul-stirring, just like the sound of nature, really worthy of being a noble young master from a big family."

There was a touch of joy in Bailichen's eyes, and his eyes became clear again. He pressed his fingers on the black and white keys of the piano a few times, and a voice like pearls of jade rang out in the quiet room.

"Do you like it? If you like it, I will often play it to you in the future!" Bai Lichen got up and walked to the dining table beside Qingcheng to sit down.

Qingcheng's fingers paused, surprise flashed across his eyes, and he put the rose in his hand between his nose and gently sniffed, "It's nice to hear, but if you look at something for a long time, you will always get bored, nice music The same is true, the more beautiful the music, the rarer it is to make it precious!"

After finishing speaking, Qingcheng put the roses back on the dining table.

Bailichen fell silent, did not deny Qingcheng's answer, and changed the subject. "Is Yan'er hungry? Let's eat first!"

Said, Bai Lichen clapped his hands, and then the door of the box was pushed open, and waiters came in one after another carrying the food.

The waiter put the dishes on the table and left quietly.

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After dinner, the two left the box, Qingcheng's driver, Zhao Peng, waited in the car, and walked to the gate of the stream.

When Qingcheng was about to get in the car, she suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Bailichen.

"By the way, Bailichen, why didn't you see your little Qingmei, didn't she follow you?"

Surprise and strangeness flashed across Baili Chen's face, he shook his head, and said with a light smile. "No, I've seen her for a few days, and I probably went back to Kyoto!"

Qingcheng looked at the faint smile on Bailichen's face, was stunned for a moment, then nodded as if nothing had happened, "Oh, so that's how it is!"

Qingcheng turned around and got into the car, sat on the back seat, glanced at the man standing outside the car, narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of deep thought and weirdness in his eyes.

do not know?
Do you not care?Or pretend not to know?
"Bailichen——" Qingcheng silently recited the man's name, suddenly thought of something, and looked at Zhao Peng in front of him.

"By the way, Zhao Peng, where is the business card that Bailichen gave you that day? Give it to me!"

Zhao Peng, who was driving, was a little puzzled when he heard Qingcheng's words, but he didn't ask any more questions. He stopped the car, took out a large number of business cards from the bag on the side, found one from the inside, and handed it to Qingcheng.

Qingcheng picked it up, and the car started moving again.

The scenery outside flashed by, and through the dim light, Qingcheng saw the writing on the business card.

Recalling the handwriting on those photos in my mind, it was obviously a different handwriting.

Qingcheng can be sure that the handwriting on it is from different hands.

In this world, a person can write many different handwritings, even if he can copy them again, there are still similarities in the end.

Thinking of this, Qingcheng's pupils constricted slightly, and a bad premonition rose in her heart.

Suddenly, her mobile phone rang, interrupting her thoughts.

I took out my phone, but saw an anonymous text message on the phone screen:
Dear girl, do you hate, tire of your parents?
Behind the text message, there was a dim picture. In the picture, it was obvious that a man and a woman were tied up with ropes and their mouths were gagged, their heads were lowered, as if they had passed out.

Qingcheng opened her eyes wide, "Hua Zheng, Yue Shenshen!"

Zhao Peng, who was driving, heard Qingcheng speak, turned his head to look at Qingcheng, "Miss, what's wrong? What happened?"

Qingcheng's eyes were serious, and his expression became deep, "My parents have had an accident, and they seem to have been kidnapped!"

Zhao Peng was very surprised, "How is it possible? Miss, didn't Master Hua and his wife go abroad for sightseeing?"

Yes, since the fall of the Hua family, Hua Zheng and Yue Shenshen disappeared overnight. Qingcheng went to find them. No matter how they treat the host, they are the host's parents.

Therefore, Qingcheng can't do anything to them at all, thinking, as long as they ensure that they have no worries about food and clothing all the time!

but never thought-

Such a thing could happen.

"Miss, what should I do, should I call the police?" Zhao Peng said with worry on his face.

Qingcheng squinted her eyes, pondered for a while, looked down at the things on the phone, a strange flash of eyes flashed in her eyes, and shook her head.

"No, I'll take care of this myself!"

From the moment she received the photo album, Qingcheng discovered that this person hiding in the dark knew her very well, and his series of behaviors seemed to be related to her.

Not only that, but he didn't seem to deliberately hide his identity at all.

(End of this chapter)