Chapter 1808

In sharp contrast to the hustle and bustle of the bar, the studio is empty and desolate.

It was so dark that there was no light in the room.

The young man's body was motionless, his knees were curled up in the corner of the wall, and his hair and body were covered with a white mist like spider web.

The youth's hand is no power cell phone, the room full of messy manuscripts, ink, paper and pen, spilled all over the floor, the wind blowing through the window, the sound of the manuscript scattered in the empty room

When Ning Xi and Lu tingxiao arrived at Zeling's studio, there was no light on in the whole studio. It was pitch dark, and there was no voice.

"Is Azer here?" Ning Xi asked uncertainly.

The place feels like it's been uninhabited for years.

Later, Zeling moved to a big company. Only Gong shangze was used to creating here. He said that only here could he have inspiration. He didn't have to be forced to do so. Has it been a year since he was still here?

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

Ning Xi Wen speech, eyebrows frown.

"Zhi Ya" a, Lu tingxiao protect Ning Xi to go inside, stretched out his hand to open the door of the design room.

Groping to press the switch next to the top of the bulb Zizi a few times, issued a weak light.

See the moment of indoor, Ning Xi's pupil suddenly contracted for a while.

A room full of manuscripts, just from those drawings to give up half of the manuscript, from those messy lines, scratch the traces of the paper cup, we can see how the owner is experiencing a painful struggle.

But in one corner of the room, the boy then curled up in the dark corner, his body did not move, as if he had gone with the whole house.

Before coming, Ning Xi has been prepared, Gong shangze's situation may not be very good, but how did not want to see after the arrival will be such a heartbreaking scene.

Even when she was cutting him in the streets of Los Angeles, although he was a dishevelled beggar, he would still talk about her clothes. But the people in front of her seemed to have been cruelly taken away from all their talents, and one night he became a worthless mortal

Like a child abandoned by God and lost all faith

The youth didn't realize that someone was coming. Ning Xi didn't even know whether he was awake.

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

Ning Xi crouched down slowly, stretched out his hand, and carefully brushed away the spider web on the young man's hair. He was afraid that he would be disturbed. In general, his voice called out very quietly, "aze..."

Ning Xi's voice sounded for a moment, the young man's motionless body trembled slightly, as if the soul had encountered a rough sea.

"Aze I'm back... "

Young mechanical, a little bit will be buried in the knee of the head raised, numb in the dark, empty eyes like a dead pool general staring at Ning Xi.

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

Then Ning Xi saw that big drops of tears fell on the manuscripts on the floor, and stained the colors and lines full of pain

The young man did not say anything, not even a sound, so he 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 even came, he made people cry. He was flustered. He turned his head and looked at Lu tingxiao, "Er, my heart What can I do? "

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