This post was posted at 7:42 this morning, after Chanel left.

Article [-]: [The most terrifying life is to live a lifetime, only to find that this is not the lifetime you want. 】

This post was posted at 3:28 a.m. last night, when Chanel was in a coma.

Article [-]: [I want to live as I want according to my own definition.Maybe I'll put out another record or two, maybe not.While I will miss this job, it is the only passion I have left in the world. 】

This post was posted at 9:43 last night, probably when Chanel called her mother on the balcony...

Chanel carefully looked at these three sentences, her heart clenched.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that his attitude towards life is very negative.

The more you look at it, the more it looks like his last farewell to this world.

"He sent another one at 7:42 in the morning..." Chanel's heart was about to suffocate, and now she just wanted to keep talking to drive away this suffocating fear, "Here is written 'Don't feel sorry for me, this Not pain, but relief'."

Assistant Zheng's expression turned even worse, and he suddenly stepped up the accelerator.

"What does this mean? He just wrote it casually, right? He just sent it out of feeling..."

Chanel's hands gripped the phone vigorously, her head became blank: "He won't...he won't..."

Four years ago, he gave her such a heavy blow.

He wouldn't be so selfish and hurt her again four years later!

He won't give up!

He will not.He will not.He will not.He will not.He will not.He will not.He will not.He will not.He will not.He will not.He will not.He will not.He will not.He will not.He will not.He will not.He will not.He will not……

Chanel kept talking in her heart, hypnotizing herself like this...

Four or ten minutes later, Honda drove back to the community and the building downstairs.

This Assistant Zheng is usually in charge of all the daily chores in Muxi City, so he knows the password of the electronic lock and the key to the gate.

The door lock was unscrewed, and Chanel's heart skipped a beat.

In front of my eyes, everything remained the same as it was when Chanel left. The unfinished noodles were placed on the dining table, and the scores blown from the study were scattered on the floor. In the air, there was a piece of music flowing quietly, which was the song " Forest of Orange Trees.

"Young Master Mu, Young Master Mu?!"

Assistant Zheng searched room by room.

Chanel followed closely behind him, her footsteps were sloppy, her mind was blank.

Open the doors one by one, and see the quiet and empty layout one by one, but there is no one.

"He's not here?" Chanel breathed a sigh of relief.

The absence may be because he was out, so he couldn't answer the phone, and he didn't bring a mobile phone.

Assistant Zheng looked at the keys and mobile phone on the table, and then glanced at the shoes at the entrance: "He didn't go out."

Where is he then? !

"Crack", Assistant Zheng turned off the music, and in an instant, the house became quiet, and I heard a thin stream of water coming from Mu Xicheng's bedroom.

They glanced at each other and went back to the bedroom again to find a wardrobe mounted on the wall with an invisible door.

The sound of water coming from that door...

"Ian, Ian!"

Assistant Zheng called again tentatively, but no one answered, so he reached out to pull and push the door.

"It's locked, Mr. Mu is probably inside." Assistant Zheng turned his head, his eyes suddenly became horrified, "Go and get the key."

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