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When the shooting happened, Shi Jinzhi had just entered the stage.

Since she was attending as a special guest and did not participate in the whole concert, she only played specific pieces with the orchestra.When both the performers and the audience on and off the stage were engaged, the door on one side of the concert hall was slammed open, and two thugs came in with guns and shot wildly.

There were screams and cries in the hall one after another, and the auditorium instantly became a mess.

The music on the stage stopped abruptly, and the whole orchestra panicked. They dropped their instruments, kicked over their chairs and ran for their lives. Shi Jinzhi was a little dazed, and it took him a while to understand what happened. They were about to run together, and the bearded violent The gangster suddenly turned around, and pointed the muzzle of the black gun straight at her.

She stopped reflexively and raised her hands.

She had never been so close to the god of death for a moment. At that moment, her mind went blank, and Fu Baiqiu's face flashed before her eyes, and then the only thought left was: It's over.

She is going to meet the male god Chopin.

Blood was splashed all over the auditorium, and people fled in all directions amid screams, ignoring the elderly and children who fell to the ground, one by one pulling one by one towards the exit, followed by several gunshots outside, followed by another burst of crying , The people fleeing for their lives were completely panicked, swarming into a group, some crouched down with their heads in their arms, some fell to the bottom of the chairs, and some were stupid and stood there motionless.

Near the stage, several shot victims fell dying in a pool of blood, their wounds were bloody and bloody, and the air was filled with a faint fishy smell.

As if time stood still, Shi Jinzhi closed his eyes in despair, waiting for his head to be blasted by a bullet, like a broken watermelon.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Suddenly she was picked up by someone, and she felt the wind in her ears. She opened her eyes suddenly, and found that the fat uncle playing the trombone in the orchestra picked herself up and rushed towards the backstage door.

--boom!

A gunshot sounded behind her, and her whole body trembled, as if she could feel the bullets whizzing past her head, and then the light in front of her eyes dimmed.

The door was closed, blocking out the gunshots.

Safe.

The fat uncle put her down, panted and asked, "Are you okay?"

Here is the backstage, the entire string group, part of the brass group, and the conductor hid in in shock, and everyone looked at each other for a moment.

Shi Jinzhi turned pale and shook his head mechanically.

"Jin!"

The assistant Karin ran over, squeezed through the crowd and came forward to support her, looked her up and down, and found no injuries, so she breathed a sigh of relief, "Come with me to the lounge."

Shi Jinzhi let her lead him away, and floated into the lounge like a wandering spirit.

"Are you okay, Jin?" The girl patted her shoulder lightly, unscrewed a bottle of water and handed it to her.

She took it numbly, said thank you, and poured down most of the bottle with her head raised.

Consciousness finally regained consciousness, she let out a heavy breath, and was surprised to find that her hands and feet were cold, the back of the dress was wet with sweat, and her legs and feet were weak.

"This is the first time I have encountered such a thing..." The voice couldn't stop trembling.

The muzzle of the gun was facing her, it was the hand of death.

Karin hugged her comfortingly, and said in a low voice: "Recently, the security in Chicago is not good. There was a shooting|shooting case last month, and a few policemen were killed. As for this country, don't mention it. I'm afraid every time I come here. "

"Why didn't that person shoot|gun just now?"

"what?"

"The man just now had his gun pointed at me, but he didn't..." Shi Jinzhi couldn't continue, and slumped against the girl, closing his eyes.

Just imagining that scene made me feel scared for a while, as if the functions of my whole body were going to be paralyzed, and I could only hang here with one breath, lingering on my last breath.

Karin thought for a while and frowned: "I don't know. But thank God, it's a good thing you're okay."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a loud "boom" outside the lounge, and the whole building shook, the chandelier on the ceiling shook a few times, screams pierced the turbid air and pierced the eardrums, chaotic footsteps Like a wildebeest crossing the border, the sound of gunshots resounded through the sky one after another, getting closer and closer to them.

Shi Jinzhi and his assistant hugged each other tightly, their bodies shaking like chaff.

"what happened?"

"God..." Karin horrified, "They won't come in, are they? Lock the door..."

The girl dragged her limp legs to the door, and suddenly the door was opened from the outside, a white figure stumbled in, closed the door heavily, and fell to the ground.

"Ah——" Karin jumped up in fright, and retreated to hug Shi Jinzhi, who was soft into mud, "Who are you? Don't kill us..."

The person with disheveled hair was lying on the ground gasping for air. His right leg was bleeding profusely. Under the light, the white cotton dress was dyed bright red, like red plums blooming in the snow. She raised her head and stretched out her hand weakly.

A familiar face.

"Li Xinyuan?"

Shi Jinzhi's eyes widened, and he was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

Karin seemed to know her too, and stammered: "You belong to that Xiao Sai..."

"Help me..." Li Xinyuan lay on the ground, gasping like a silk.

The sound of gunshots, police sirens, and cries mixed together outside, and the blood-stained scarlet violently stimulated Shi Jinzhi's visual nerves. She had a vague guess, but she couldn't be sure, and her body had already rushed over. Lock the door.

"Karin, come and help me lift her behind the piano."

"......OK."

There is a grand piano in the lounge, and the position at the back is a blind spot after entering the door, which is more concealed. Shi Jinzhi and Karin worked together to carefully move the person over, then moved tables, chairs and cabinets to cover the door, and closed the curtains .

Li Xinyuan was shot in the right leg, and the blood kept gushing out. The severe pain made her face pale, and her face was twisted into a ball.

"I heard the siren. The police are here. Let's stay here and wait until it's safe outside before going out." Shi Jinzhi wiped the sweat from her forehead, not daring to look at the wound on her leg.

The guns that I have only seen on TV since I was a child, and the sounds of guns I have heard, now appear in front of me, and I feel like I am in a dream.

Is this a big movie?

Panting heavily, Li Xinyuan grabbed her wrist, gritted her teeth, and said, "They came after me... they've been staring at me for a long time..."

"???"

"You remember Sherly?"

Shi Jinzhi nodded in a daze.

"She's finished, hahaha..." Li Xinyuan gasped and laughed, "I let her take the medicine she gave me... She is now taking | drugs, and they Those people fell out...dog eats dog, hahaha..."

"You mean, the guys with the guns outside—"

"It's unbelievable, isn't it?" Li Xinyuan sneered, feeling the pain in the wound, and frowned, "She still buys and sells living people. I have evidence in my hand. If she didn't fall out with one of my own people, of course I can't get her, but now Hahaha......"

"His-"

Seeing that she was about to faint from the pain, Shi Jinzhi said impatiently, "Stop talking, hold on!"

Remembering that there is a medical kit in the backstage lounge of the concert hall, she looked around and her eyes fell on the cabinet against the door, "Karin, go to the cabinet and see if there is a medical kit."

The girl got up and went to rummage, and she found a large white medical kit, and quickly brought it.

"Jin, you give way first."

Shi Jinzhi took the initiative to get out of the way. She lacked first aid knowledge, learned it but almost forgot it, and could only stare blankly when she got the tools.

Karin opened the medical box, took out the medical alcohol inside, poured a little wash to wash her hands, then said "excuse me", and took off her blood-stained skirt, revealing the bloody and fleshy wound.

Shi Jinzhi quickly turned his face away.

"I don't know how to take bullets. I can only bandage you temporarily to stop the bleeding. I'm sorry, please hold on." Karin's voice was crying. It was the first time she had experienced such a scene. Still forcing myself to calm down.

Shi Jinzhi was worried when he heard that, he was seven years older than him, but hid aside like a child, he was ashamed.

What use does she want these hands for.

Karin bandaged Li Xinyuan's wound briefly, fed her some painkillers, and prayed for the police to come to save them soon.

The movement outside gradually subsided. Shi Jinzhi leaned against the wall, quietly opened the curtains, and saw police cars parked in the night. Dozens of policemen formed a circle with anti-riot shields in their hands. After a while, Four or five thugs were escorted into the car.

Injured people were lying on the ground, blood flowed like a river, until the ambulance came roaring...

Shi Jinzhi opened the window, waved and shouted: "Someone is injured here, help!"

……

Li Xinyuan was carried into the ambulance, Shi Jinzhi and his assistant supported each other, and walked out of the concert hall under the escort of the police.

When passing through the backstage door, the ground was in a mess, the door was smashed to pieces, sawdust flying everywhere, the air was filled with the smell of smoke and dust, some members of the orchestra who were hiding here just now were injured, and the medical staff were taking care transport.

Among them was the fat uncle trombonist who saved Shi Jinzhi just now.

All the way back to the hotel in shock, Shi Jinzhi went into the bathroom to take a shower, and Karin contacted the rest of the team one by one to make sure everyone was safe before being completely relieved.

"Are they all right?"

"It's okay." Karin leaned tiredly on the sofa, "We're all back."

Shi Jinzhi walked up to her and sat down, took her shoulders and patted her lightly, and was about to speak when the girl said to herself: "We were implicated."

"..."

"Jin, go and rest, I want to rest too, tomorrow we can leave this terrible country." Karin turned and hugged her, as if to comfort her.

The flight back to Berlin tomorrow morning, you can rest for a day or two before flying to Moscow.

Shi Jinzhi frowned and said hesitantly, "Change the ticket. I'll go directly to Moscow two days later. Tomorrow I want to go to the hospital to see Li Xinyuan and the orchestra."

The fat uncle didn't know how his injury was, whether his life was in danger, she should go to visit her savior because of her feelings and reasons.

"...But I don't want to stay here any longer." The girl suddenly started crying.

Shi Jinzhi quickly comforted in a soft voice: "It's okay, you and the team go first, and we will meet up in Moscow on the 29th."

Karin wiped her tears and shook her head: "No, I can't leave you behind, this is my professional principle."

"..."

The two discussed for a while, and finally decided to let the team go back to Berlin first, and they went directly to Moscow a few days later.

As the night deepened, the whole city was silent.

Shi Jinzhi couldn't sleep soundly, curled up into a ball and buried under the quilt, and had many strange dreams over and over again.

In the dream, I was being chased by a man whose face I couldn't see clearly. The man held a big black gun in his hand, and kept pulling the trigger at her, but he didn't hit a single shot, until finally she was exhausted. She fell to the ground exhausted, and when the man came to her, there was only a round, black muzzle in her sight.

In the next second, the bullet doubled and flew out, piercing her forehead.

She woke up with a fright.

Opening her eyes, it was pitch black, and she could not see her fingers. She sat up with lingering fear, took a sip of water, and glanced at the time on her phone. It was 03:30 in the morning.

She put down her phone and lay back on the bed, turned over, and retracted herself into the quilt.

At this moment, the screen of the mobile phone turned on, but there was no sound, and the words "My Mao Mao" were displayed on the screen, and she curled up in the bed and fell asleep...

The screen turned on several times, lasted for a long time, and finally never turned on again.

This time she dreamed about Mao Mao.

When he woke up the next day, Shi Jinzhi saw five missed calls.

fluff...

In an instant, her chest felt tight and painful. She hurriedly called back, her hands trembled and she couldn't hold it steady.

"Jinzhi?! Where are you? Are you not injured?" Fu Baiqiu's anxious and hoarse voice came from the receiver as if it exploded.

Her nose was sore, and tears welled up around her eyes, "I'm in the hotel, I'm fine, Maomao... I didn't answer the phone on purpose, I was sleeping at that time, and the phone was on silent..."

After experiencing extreme fear last night, her nerves were tense and she couldn't recover. Hearing her lover's voice at this moment, her grievances were like a flood that had found an outlet, drowning her violently.

She almost cried bitterly, telling Maomao that she wanted to go back to China, to her side.

But the surviving rationality told her that it is more important to keep calm at this time. The two of them are separated by a Pacific Ocean, and it is not convenient for anyone to appear in front of each other all at once. Any negative emotion, even a little bit, will cause|explode the anxiety in the other party's heart.

Now that the news is spreading so fast, Mao Mao must have known about it long ago.

There was a long silence on the phone...

Shi Jinzhi was a little flustered, his heart was beating fast, his palms were tightly clutching the quilt, and he tried his best to suppress his voice: "Maomao? I'm really fine. Let's play the video, okay? I'll show you..."

Then she heard a low sob.

Fu Baiqiu was sitting on the ground with his mobile phone in his arms at the moment, weeping into tears with his messy hair, his eyes were red and swollen, his eyes were blue, he looked like an abandoned puppy.

When I saw the news this evening, it was three o'clock in the morning in Chicago. The news at that time was very brief. It only said how many people were killed or injured near the concert hall.She didn't get through Jinzhi's phone call, her heart was hanging in her throat, and she was a little lucky.

After making five phone calls, from evening to late at night, her heart sank to the bottom of the cold lake little by little.

However, the follow-up news report was more detailed and worse. The location changed from near the concert hall to inside the concert hall. Photos of ambulances carrying the injured were attached, and the death toll rose to 16.

She was desperate.

Fate is always playing tricks on them. Just when she thought the two of them were going to have a happy ending, an accident happened, which caught people off guard.

Are they destined not to be together?

Man is such a cheap creature, he only knows how to cherish and regret when he loses.

She hated herself for being too decisive back then, not giving her lover a chance, and hating herself for being too awkward now, unable to express her thoughts welling up in her mouth...

This call definitely brought her back from the brink of collapse.

"Okay, start the video." Fu Baiqiu stood up while leaning on the wall, his legs felt sore, and he staggered towards the bathroom.

After hanging up the phone, she quickly washed her face, combed her hair, and clicked on WeChat to initiate a video call request.

A familiar face and a familiar smirk appeared on the screen. He probably just woke up, and the man was still a little sleepy, and his plain face looked like a sister next door.

"Maomao, look, I'm fine."

Over there, Jin Zai put his phone on the table, stepped back a few steps, turned around in a circle, jumped twice, and then made a face at her.

Fu Baiqiu breathed a sigh of relief, a gratified smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he nodded desperately.

"I was backstage when those people broke in. I haven't played yet, but a few people in the orchestra were injured. I plan to go see them today."

"Well, it's fine, it's fine..." She murmured and repeated, wiping her face quickly.

"Maomao, I will go to Moscow in a few days, I will take care of myself, don't worry about me, you should take care of yourself too."

Fu Baiqiu said "hmm" with a nasal voice, and asked, "Is the future itinerary unchanged?"

"No change, time flies."

"it is good."

After chatting for a few words, Jin Zai asked her to go to bed, it was already midnight.

Reluctantly turning off the video, Fu Baiqiu clicked on the WeChat chat box between the two of them, and found the news from the day before yesterday, Jinzai sent her the itinerary for May.

May 25th in London.

After the video call ended, Shi Jinzhi put down his phone, pulled out the swan necklace from his collar, and brought it to his lips for a kiss.

She lied to Mao Mao.

She couldn't say that she was on stage at that time, being pointed at the gunpoint.At that second, there was nothing in his mind, except Mao Mao's face flashed, and he didn't even have time to think about regret or satisfaction.

It is said that surviving a catastrophe will bring blessings.

What will be her fortune?

After breakfast, Shi Jinzhi and his assistant went to the hospital after nine o'clock.

I first visited the injured members of the orchestra, especially the uncle trombonist. Fortunately, he was not seriously injured and his life was not in danger.Shi Jinzhi expressed his gratitude to him, and then went to visit Li Xinyuan.

Li Xinyuan was lying in a single ward. She had just woken up not long ago, her spirits were very poor, and her face and lips were as pale as paper.

Shi Jinzhi immediately dismissed the idea of ​​asking any questions.

"Are you ok?"

"I know what you want to ask." Li Xinyuan said hoarsely.

"..."

"She gave you that medicine too, didn't she?"

Shi Jinzhi nodded.

"You are really easy to bully." Li Xinyuan grinned, "She treats me as your substitute, I know, I don't mind, but she is not satisfied, and she wants to go out to find other women, then I don't agree, I Let her eat the fruit herself."

"That drug is great, I can do whatever I want her to do... She's quite a hater, this time she was cornered... I ran away to Chicago.... ..Sorry to bother you.”

Li Xinyuan's speech was incoherent, and the words did not match the words, which made people puzzled intermittently.

"Even if there is no death penalty, she will die in prison." This sentence is extremely clear.

Shi Jinzhi's eyes brightened slightly, and he asked urgently, "Why?"

"She has AIDS."

"..."

Li Xinyuan's eyes became fierce, and she cursed in a low voice: "Damn old woman, you're giving me medicine while making love to me..."

"Ai Zi will not die immediately." Shi Jinzhi's eyes dimmed, feeling slightly disappointed.

"You coward, you are not qualified to discuss with me when she will die."

"???"

"Everything started because of you."

Shi Jinzhi frowned: "What's wrong with me?"

Li Xinyuan closed her eyes, turned her face away, and ignored her.

For a long time, there was silence in the ward.

"Okay, coward, I'm leaving, you take care of yourself." Shi Jin took a step back, turned around and walked to the door, and was about to open the door when Li Xinyuan's voice came from gnashing her teeth.

"She said she regretted not letting you disappear."

"!!!"

The so-called disappearance, when associated with the disappearance cases in Europe in recent years, will make people shudder.

vomit--

Shi Jinzhi was disgusted, and sneered disdainfully: "Then I wish her an early death and early hell."

More than half a month has passed since the shooting|shooting, and the horrified scenes in my mind gradually faded. Shi Jinzhi devoted himself to his music career, and felt more relaxed physically and mentally than before.

She videos with Maomao for at least an hour every day, being in a different place, this is the only remaining consolation, there is always time to squeeze.

But there are some things that the two never said.

Looking forward again and again, but failing again and again, she is no longer the Shi Jinzhi who blocked Mao Mao in the playground to confess her domineering confession, despite the itching in her heart.

On May 24, Shi Geunzhi and his team arrived in London.

For her, this city is both sweet and sad. She went back to the hotel as soon as she got off the plane, closed the curtains, and didn't want to see the outside scenery.

【Maomao, I'm in London, it's [-]:[-]pm now】

[Two rehearsals tomorrow morning and afternoon at the Royal Albert Hall]

【[cool]】

Then I sent two beautiful selfies.

【Maomao, I miss you so much】

After posting this, she immediately withdrew it, counting the time difference, Mao Mao should have fallen asleep.

Fortunately, I didn't see it.

"Jin, the dress is here, which one do you want to wear?" the assistant called her from outside.

Shi Jinzhi put down the phone, got up and walked out of the room.

At the same time, Fu Baiqiu, who had just boarded the plane, was sitting in the first-class cabin holding his mobile phone and giggling.

She saw it.

Fool.

On the afternoon of the 25th, the second round of rehearsals ended, and Shi Jinzhi was going back to the hotel to rest in order to ensure the performance of the evening performance.

Walking out of the concert hall, she received a call, and the caller ID was "My Mao Mao".

"Maomao? Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

It's midnight in China, the disobedient Mao Mao must be a night owl again.

Fu Baiqiu's faint voice came from the receiver, very soft, as if he was close at hand: "Look up, look ahead."

Shi Jin was stunned, and raised his head.

A slender figure turned around from under the tree on the left side of the gate, walked towards her slowly, stopped three meters away from her, and opened his arms to her with a smile.

"Mao Mao!"