Madam Dihao is not good

When something unpleasant happens, you still have to face it with a positive attitude. "

Rilke is the greatest German-language poet of this century. In his poems, the pure beauty of poetry and the deep thinking of philosophy are almost perfectly combined.

He is a lonely person in the hustle and bustle of the world, and he has been looking for his spiritual hometown all his life.

His poetic skill lies in the fact that he is good at condensing everything he feels keenly and thinks deeply into exquisite and unique images, which are displayed like sculptures.Reading his poems, you will think in fear.

Chanel froze for a moment, then suddenly remembered that this poem was Rilke's "Death". [

Thinking of Mu Xicheng's abnormality, thinking of what he said...

Chanel's heartbeat began to speed up, feeling that the blood vessels were floating on the surface, beating suddenly:

"You, you call Mu Xicheng."

"what happened?"

"Quick, quick!" Chanel said with a livid face, "He is very abnormal today, this poem belongs to him... I suspect, I doubt that he can't think about it!"

Assistant Zheng froze for a moment, then quickly picked up the phone and started dialing.

One beep after another, but no one answered.

Dial again, dial again...

"No one answered." Assistant Zheng's complexion also started to look strange, "I called the landline at Mr. Mu's house, and I also called his private mobile phone..."

Chanel's heart began to turn cold, and you tried to calm yourself: "Do you have his neighbor's phone number? Call them, or find the security of the community, let them go and have a look."

Assistant Zheng shook his head: "Not at all."

"Maybe, I was thinking too much, he won't..."

"Miss Xia, how about this, you go to your business first, I'll drive back to have a look now."

Chanel nodded in a daze, but then turned around and staggered to follow: "I, I'm not at ease, I want to see it too."

I don't know why, but I panic.

In my mind, I kept thinking about the abnormal Mu Xicheng, and his words:

"Perhaps many things are predestined. Fate made me meet