Haunted Places Live

"Am I your prisoner?" Chu Yang looked at the golden bracelet on his wrist, and curiously at the runes engraved on it.

Lin Qi was wiping the blood on Chu Yang's face with a wet towel, and said softly, "No, you eloped with me, this is a token of love."

Chu Yang frowned, "Don't lie to me, it usually takes only a few days for my memory to recover."

Lynch chuckled twice.

Chu Yang's last memory was three months ago, when he just finished investigating an underground parking lot that would "eat people" and was on his way home.He hadn't even been tasked with investigating Lynch then.However, even if there is no memory, it is not so easy to deceive him.

Although Lynch admitted his identity, he selectively ignored some of the events they had experienced before.

Lin Qi paused in his hands, leaned forward, and put his hands on the back of the chair behind Chu Yang. Chu Yang seemed to be trapped between the two, and their faces were infinitely close.Chu Yang had to tilt his head back, his expression obviously embarrassed.

"So, you want to be my prisoner more? So you like to imprison Play."

"Can you be more serious!" Chu Yang raised his hand and pushed Lin Qi's shoulder.

Lynch laughed and let him go.

At this time, they have been transferred to another apartment in a poor area through another approximate reality.Lynch's men paced the halls, not allowing anyone near their rooms.There is a strong smell of spices in the narrow space, and I don't know who is cooking it.

After helping Chu Yang clean up the blood on his face, Lin Qi asked, "You really don't feel any discomfort?"

Chu Yang shook his head, "I feel much better now." After a pause, he asked again, "How long do you want to lock me up?"

"depend on mood."

"...Why? Locking me up will only cause you trouble?"

In fact, Lin Qi didn't know why he had to compete with this Chu Yang.

Is it because the ensemble gave him the feeling...too shocking?

So he just shrugged, "I'm not afraid of trouble."

In the next few days, Chu Yang didn't feel that he was a prisoner at all.It is probably because Lynch himself has consumed a lot of life and needs to recuperate for a period of time, so that these days are like vacations, spending two days in this country and two days in that country.After arriving in France, Lynch took him to visit the Louvre, and then went to have a French meal.After that, he was dragged to the club, and Chu Yang, who was stiff and unable to dance, was dragged around on the dance floor all night.

Chu Yang had never been this crazy in his life. He was sweating all over. When he came out of the club at three o'clock in the middle of the night, he was shivered by the cold wind.Suddenly feeling warm on his shoulders, he saw Lynch draping his coat on his shoulders as if nothing had happened.Chu Yang's grateful mood didn't rise for a minute, but it disappeared because Lin Qi unceremoniously laughed at him for being the first club at such an age.

"Who is like you, who is going crazy like a young man at an old age." Chu Yang retorted.

Lynch seemed to be extremely surprised. He probably didn't expect the little sheep to retort, "Hey, hey! It's too much to poke someone's sore spot with age!"

"You're not poking someone's sore spot with your age!"

Back at the hotel, Chu Yang discovered that Lynch had requested a honeymoon suite.Since the distance is only three meters, they still can only live in one room.The big and comfortable KingSize bed looked very attractive, but Chu Yang still hugged the quilt and planned to make the floor.

"The bed is so big, why do you sleep on the floor." Lynch, whose hair was still wet after taking a shower, sat cross-legged on the bed, playing with his mobile phone, and said casually.

Chu Yang paused, and glanced at Lin Qi, "No...not very good."

"What's wrong? Are you afraid of what I will do to you or what you will do to me?" Lynch glanced at him with a half-smile.

Chu Yang felt that it was impossible for him to be molested passively all the time, so he threw the quilt back on the bed flatly.

As a result, when Chu Yang woke up the next morning, he saw Lin Qi buried his head on his shoulder, sleeping soundly.He discovered that Lynch's eyelashes were so long that he could put a handful of mechanical pencil leads on them.

It's a strange feeling to wake up together with another person next to you.

But... some like it.

Afterwards they went to see the exhibition of Louis Sahofen.Standing in front of those wild, passionate and gorgeous paintings of flowers and leaves, Chu Yang was a little fascinated.

Louis Sahofen, a maid with a humble status and a rough appearance, does not possess beauty in herself, but has a pair of eyes that can discover the beauty of nature.It is said that she was inspired by the Virgin Mary to paint. She had never learned to paint, but gradually drew these bold and wild paintings that made people cry for a long time because of being too excited.It is obvious that the painting is only flowers and plants, but it does not look like flowers and plants, but something more miraculous, even magical.It can draw viewers into the painting, filling their minds with various chaotic and gorgeous images.

"She is a multi-dimensional observer who has not been discovered by the Holy See. It was not noticed by the people of the Holy See until these paintings were exhibited after her death." Lynch said softly, "I never knew that she had a companion, how lonely she must be. "

Somewhere in Chu Yang's heart was touched, he looked at Lin Qi, and only had time to catch a fleeting glimpse of desolation in his eyes.

They flew to Venice the next day.After settling in a classical small building, I sat on a ferry and slowly drove through the ancient water alley. The setting sun in the distance splashed a piece of gold on the water.

Although Lynch treated him with a playful smile, he was not lacking in tenderness. The Advisor's son was already an attractive man. Chu Yang, who had no emotional experience, was treated like this. Sometimes he felt that he was dreaming, and he had to remind himself that this man was dangerous, so don't take it lightly.

However, no one has ever treated him so attentively and tenderly.

"I want to hear you play the violin." Lynch said.

Chu Yang's cello was on the boat.He didn't have much chance to touch his piano these days, and his hands were indeed itchy.Chu Yang asked hesitantly, "Isn't letting me touch the piano like giving me a gun? What are you thinking?"

"You wear the seal of Osar, and I am confident that I can control you." Lynch leaned on the side of the boat and glanced at him lazily.

Although a certain person's arrogant tone was slightly uncomfortable, Chu Yang still opened the cover of the piano, tuned the strings, hugged his beloved baby, and then looked at Lynch, "What do you want to hear?"

"whatever."

Chu Yang thought about it, and chose a song that he had written before, but his observation ability was not so strong.The deep and elegant voice of the cello slowly rippling between the slanting waves of the setting sun, soothing and gentle, but also with a touch of inseparable loneliness.The boatman who was rowing the oar listened to it, and unconsciously became fascinated, and stopped the oar in his hand.

Chu Yang's music is beautiful, but he knows it, and for some reason, he is stuck in some kind of creative bottleneck.Even if he tried his best and racked his brains, he couldn't break through that invisible barrier.

He could feel the turbulent undercurrents in the back of his mind, but he couldn't express them.He has never been able to understand what he lacked.It must not be hard work, because as long as he is not performing tasks in the Presbyterian Church, all his time is spent practicing piano and composing music.

what exactly is it?What is he missing?

Every time he told his troubles to his friends who were zero-level observers, everyone would see Xueba complaining about his poor grades.Only one time, Song Liangshu jokingly said, "Could it be because you lack life experience?"

As a result, this sentence was enlightening.

Indeed, his life has been in a steady and orderly manner.As an investigator, those things that are too weird and weird for normal people are common to him, and there is nothing surprising about them.The only strong emotion he ever had was grief and nostalgia for the deaths of his mother and grandpa.

In addition, all his emotions expressed in the sound of the piano are based on imagination, but imagination is too illusory after all, and it will never have the power to shake people's hearts.

But this kind of life experience is not something you can have if you want to have it...

But at this moment, a sudden burst of singing brought his thoughts back to reality.

Chu Yang's heart suddenly started beating wildly.

What kind of singing is that, light like a gull flying across the sky, ethereal like a mirage crouching in the clouds, with thousands of twists and turns, thorough and changeable, opening all the pores in the body the moment it hits the ear.

The most wonderful thing is that the combination of this singing voice and his piano sound produced an unexpected effect.

Chu Yang felt his blood rushing. He sat up straight, and the hand pressing the string became more and more forceful. The bow hair on the bow also broke a few tufts due to the rapid pulling.His piano sound and Lynch's singing wove a heavenly picture scroll over the Rialto Bridge and the canal, and everything around him, whether it was buildings, pedestrians, colorful clouds, or sunlight, were all woven into the picture scroll.Tourists and pedestrians, whether they are on a boat, on a bridge or on land, are all fascinated by the beautiful melody that has never been heard before. Even every window is opened, and people poke their heads out, scrambling to find it. The source of that music.The boats stopped, and the water traffic showed a regional stagnation.

At the end of the song, there was a suffocating silence, and then thunderous applause, cheers and cheers erupted from every direction around them.

And Chu Yang was panting, his whole body was drenched in sweat.There was a bright light in his eyes, and he looked at Lynch who was also staring at him.For a moment, Chu Yang felt as if his heart had been pierced by an invisible arrow, leaving indelible marks on it.

People say that it is rare to have a soulmate in a lifetime, but he found it.Lynch's singing complemented him and brought him beyond the invisible barrier.

The corners of Lynch's mouth slowly opened, this time there was no slyness in the smile, and it even seemed a little childish.He said to Chu Yang, "I really want to kiss you now."

Chu Yang's palms were full of sweat, and when he heard Lin Qi's words, his face felt like it was burning, his lips pursed, and he said in a somewhat vague way, "...it's ok..."

So Lin Qi approached him, gently put the cello aside, and then held Chu Yang's face with both hands.Chu Yang looked up at him, his ears were filled with the sound of his own heartbeat, and his eyes were wide open, as if a little panicked.

Lynch kissed his lips very preciously.

Sure enough, for musicians, the most touching love letter is music.

The first couple, Lin Qi and Chu Yang, fell in love at that moment.

After that, like all lovers who are in love, they kissed passionately and made love in the classic and luxurious room.Chu Yang's initial youthfulness was also the deadliest temptation in Lynch's eyes.He felt as if he had been poisoned, by the cellist's poison.He obviously felt that this rapid sinking was ominous, but he couldn't control himself.

This passionate emotion purely due to the impact of music and soul only lasted for three days.

Three days later, Chu Yang's memory began to recover.

At first, it was just fragments of fragmented memories, and later those fragments became more and more complete.Gradually, when Chu Yang saw Lin Qi again, he felt a sense of fear.

Lin Qi naturally also keenly felt the change in Chu Yang's mood, and he knew that Chu Yang's memory had begun to recover.But he remained calm and treated Chu Yang as usual.

After a few more days, everything was complete.

That morning, Lin Qi opened his eyes and saw Chu Yang lying next to him looking at him with eyes hidden in pain, and knew that Chu Yang had already remembered everything.

"Lin Qi, you are going too far." Chu Yang said in a whisper-like voice.

At that time, Lynch had already taken off the bracelet for Chu Yang.Chu Yang could have left through any door before Lynch woke up, but he didn't.

Lynch's chest also felt a slight pain.This feeling has not passed for a long time.

He thought he was already immune to pain.

"Do you regret it?" Lynch asked pretending to be relaxed.

Chu Yang sat up and supported his forehead with his hands, as if he was trying to calm down his emotions, "You use my memory loss to make me... fall in love with you? What good will it do you?"

Lynch also propped up his body.After so many years, he finally felt the bitter taste of guilt again.

"I'm not cheating on your feelings. I'm really..."

"Really what? Like me?" Chu Yang stood up suddenly, put on his coat, and turned around.There was anger, shame and sadness on his face, "Stop lying. You haven't said a word of truth."

Lynch was also a little angry.He raised his head and looked straight into Chu Yang's eyes, "Chu Yang, I'm not a god, I can't control your feelings."

"So it's my own wishful thinking?"

"It's not wishful thinking!" Lynch suddenly raised his voice and said loudly, "Didn't you feel it before? When we met for the first time, when you played the piano and I sang, didn't you feel it?!"

Of course not without it, how could there be no feeling for that harmonious resonance.

"After you saw what I did, you were afraid." Lin Qi got out of bed and walked towards Chu Yang, "You think I'm an inhuman monster, and you think I'm not worthy of your liking."

Chu Yang, who was pressed every step of the way, finally broke out and shouted angrily, "I never thought you were a monster! It was you who thought you were a monster!"

The quarrel between the two attracted the attention of the followers outside.Someone knocked on the door and asked, "Is everything okay?"

"It's all right! Leave it alone!" Lynch shouted at the door angrily.

Then, there was a period of silence.

The two of them stared at each other like beasts with swords on the verge of breaking out, as if they wanted to bite.

Finally, Lynch said, "Do you want to go?"

Chu Yang snorted coldly, "Will you agree with me to go?"

"I've already taken off the bracelet for you." Lynch withdrew his gaze, as if he was the first to admit defeat, and waved his hand a little dejectedly, "If you want to leave, you can go anytime."

Chu Yang stared at him, as if he was not sure that he really agreed with him to leave.So with some kind of unspeakable anger, he put on his clothes one by one, grabbed his cello case, and stretched out his hand to pull the door.

At this moment, Lynch suddenly said softly again, with a pitiful pleading tone in his tone, "Why are you willing to stay?"

Chu Yang couldn't move his hand on the doorknob no matter what.

This bastard... actually pretended to be pitiful at a time like this...

Lynch quietly walked behind him, lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong, "Don't go, please?"

The anger that was obviously accumulated and was about to erupt was scattered into smoke and dust in these two subdued pleadings.Chu Yang felt that he was too spineless, but his heart began to weaken uncontrollably.

He remembered Lynch sleeping soundly on his shoulder, the sun streaming on his long eyelashes.Thinking of the loneliness that flashed in Lynch's eyes when he said "I never knew she had a companion, how lonely she must be" in the dense light of the gallery.

Chu Yang was at war with heaven and man in his mind, he took a deep breath and turned to look at Lynch.

"Let me see your memory." Chu Yang said.

Lynch raised his head, slightly taken aback.

Chu Yang's filthy twins do have this ability, and with the cooperation of the other party, the consumption is extremely small, and basically it will not affect too much memory.

but……

Chu Yang said seriously, "I want to know why... I know it's unfair to you, so I can also share all my memories with you."

He wanted to know what led Lynch to go astray.

In the war that brought catastrophe to the whole world, what exactly was taken away from Lynch.