Chapter 1809： How to coax

In contrast to the hustle and bustle of the bar, there is an empty and quiet studio.

It's dimly lit indoors.

The young man's body was holding his knees curled up in the corner, his hair and his body covered with a layer of white spider web.

The young man had a cellphone with no electricity, manuscripts, ink, pens, and paper spilled all over the room. The wind blew through the window. The manuscript's squeak sound rang lonely in the empty room ...

When Ning Xi and Lu Tingxiao rushed to Zeling Studio, there were no lights in the whole studio, and it was completely dark, not even a trace of human voice.

"Aze is not here?" Ning Xi asked uncertainly.

This place feels like it has been uninhabited for many years.

Later, after Ling Ling grew, he moved to a large company. Only Gong Shangze was used to creating here. He said that only here was inspiration. Ning Xi was not reluctant. Has it been a year since he was still here?

"According to the assistant, he kept himself here 24 hours a day." Lu Tingxiao replied.

Ning Xi frowned.

With a squeak, Lu Tingxiao walked inside guarding Ning Xi and reached out to open the door of the design room.

Groping and pressing the switch next to it, the light bulb above his head flickered a few times, emitting a faint light.

Seeing the room clearly, Ning Xi's pupils contracted suddenly.

The manuscripts in the house, from the manuscripts that were abandoned halfway through the painting, from the messy lines and the traces of the paper cups, we can see how the owner is going through the painful struggle.

In the corner of the room, the boy was so huddled in the dark corner, his body was motionless, as if it had gone with the whole house.

Before coming, Ning Xi was already prepared. The situation of Gong Shangze may not be very good, but I never expected that what I saw after coming here would be such a heartbreaking scene.

Even when she was cutting him on the streets of Los Angeles, even though he was a unkempt beggar, he still talked about her clothes, but the person in front of him looked like he had been cruelly taken away of all his talents. From the pride of the heavens to a worthless mortal ...

Like a child abandoned by God and lost all faith ...

The youth did not realize that someone was coming, and Ning Xi didn't even know if he was still awake.

I don't know how long, Ning Xi finally recovered from the sorrow of this scene, took a deep breath, and walked step by step to the youth.

Ning Xi slowly crouched down, stretched out her hand, carefully brushed the cobwebs on the youth's hair, for fear of alarming him, and called very lightly, "Aze ..."

At the moment when Ning Xi's voice sounded, the youth's motionless body shook extremely slightly, as if a deep sea was encountered in the soul.

"Azer ... I'm back ..."

The young man raised his head buried in his lap a little, and the numb eyes in the dark stared at Ning Xi like the deep pond of silence.

The next second, the young man covered his eyes with his arm.

Then Ning Xi saw that big drops of tears fell on the manuscript on the floor, and those colors and lines filled with pain ...

The young man said nothing, not even a sound, just covered his eyes with his arms and kept tears.

Ning Xi has never seen a big man cry like this, and never knew that a big man can have so many tears. Seeing that he was crying when he came, he panicked and turned his head. Take a look at Landing Tingxiao, "Uh, what are you doing ...?"