Chapter 432: Butterfly embers

A small door, pushed open, is a clean and bright room.
It is built in the basement and has no windows. However, everything is well organized, with a lot of sandalwood cabinets around the walls and a clear glass sliding door.
Xia Wei glanced around and quietly approached one of the cabinets and looked inside through the glass. I saw that there were neatly arranged pieces of CDs, all about her last life. In her lifetime, she followed him from the age of twelve and committed suicide at the age of twenty-eight. During the period, all the singles and albums, including the works of the trainees, the unpublished pieces, and the versions were all in sight.
There are also various video interviews, advertisements, awards ceremonies, and so on.
Xia Wei took out one by one, and unexpectedly, there was a small piece of paper falling inside. She picked it up and saw that it was written with familiar handwriting -
[Oh, this is the second time you have won the Best Female Singer Award. To be a very far car, you are not happy, I am entangled in the early morning, want me to send. I have an important meeting. I can't walk away. After you have been stunned for a long time, you are unwilling to go out. When you participate in the awards, you are a face that doesn't care for people.
The news says that you are cold, only I know, you want me to be with you.
If God can give me another chance, I will let go of everything to accompany you. ]
It was two years ago when she had just fallen from the stage and died.
Xia Wei can't think of it. Today, I will see this here. The plain white hand can't restrain it from starting to shake, almost holding the unstable note. She rushed to put it down and went to flip the other discs.
There is one such small note in each dish.
[You are sick, but still insist on going to shoot MV, I don't agree, you will have a big fight with me. Quarreling and arguing, people are in a spirit, and they drink the bitter Chinese medicine in one breath, and they are eager to win the door. Zhou Ma is very worried that I am angry, but she does not know, I really like to see you look at me.
Your eyes are bright, just like the MV in the MV.
Xiao Yan, you bloom in my life, you are my light. ]
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[When you are building a snowman, you are inspired to sing a short song of improvisation. Very nice, you said you want to compose a complete song, but then you seem to have forgotten it, never mentioned it again. Fortunately, I recorded it. I like every song you sing. Your song is my only scorpio. ]
There are many, many more.
Xia Wei’s hand trembled even more, and the cabinets turned over, except for the discs, and all the newspapers and magazines that published her news. She gave him various gifts, many old things...
She found a Christmas hat:
[Oh, you are thirteen years old, go to the studio with joy. Hurrying to the film of God, the film is being filmed, Christmas is coming, and every participant can receive a Christmas hat. You squeezed a small supporting role and got the little princess character with only one sentence.
After filming, the scene was co-ordinated - your uncle uncle said to me, "This is a little princess, it is just a small ancestor. I knew that this little ancestor wanted the hat to be given to the big brother, I will not say anything. Send a dozen to your house..."
But I really like this hat, this is the first gift you gave me. ]
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There is also a photo that has been slightly yellowed for a long time:
[When you nap, you secretly painted a beard on my face. Later, in the afternoon, all the executives were strange, laughing and not laughing. I didn't find it until I was reminded by the secretary.
After the trip, I will return to the office. You are still sleeping on the sofa. I watched you for a while, and the pen was added to your face with a beard, very cute, like a kitten.
I couldn't help but take a photo and collect it. You don't know it until now. ]
In this photo, there are mottled traces, like dry tears.
Xia Wei also wants to cry, she opens the last cabinet, inside is a large and small box, the box is filled with things she has not seen.
In one box, there is a withered rose.
[Oh, you have passed away for one month and three days.
I always feel that you are still by my side. When I pass by the flower shop today, I turn around and ask you what flowers you want. The driver was frightened. I just remembered that you had left me and went to a place I could not reach.
My butterfly has already flown away forever. ]
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There is also a box, which is a real estate license.
[After one year and three months after your death, the Jinghu Villa was renovated.
In the past, you always said that I was boring, and even giving gifts was nothing new. Maybe, in your eyes, I am a boring person, but do you know? I will give you the most reliable material security.
Xiao Yan, you are my priceless treasure. If you are there, you will never have to worry about trivial matters of life. Just live freely in your own dreams.
Xiao Yan, the villa is decorated, I hope that you will happily accept the gift as before, and then laugh at me boring. ]
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Xia Wei read the records written with the fountain pen, and the hand couldn't hold anything anymore. "Dangdang" sounded and the box landed.
The sound echoed in the basement and gradually weakened and dispersed.
When the silence was once again shrouded, she heard the extremely light and light music, like the music box, which was the piano song of "perfectdream" that she created many years ago.
She followed the music and found another hidden door in an inconspicuous corner, half hidden.
She pushed away and walked in.
Then she saw Zizi Heng and sat in a sofa. In front of him is a small altar. On the base of the unknown black material, the mantra is painted with cinnabar, and numerous red lines are dotted and interlaced into complex patterns. In the center of the red line, surrounded by a few old things, there is a pendant she often wears, a very delicate bundle of hair, and a music box.
The sound of music is from the music box.
She recognized the music box. When her "perfectdream" won the international award, the company released the commemorative music box. In the middle of the center, there is a vivid Xia Wei villain who stretches and dances with a stretch of eyes and an infinite atmosphere. This music box is selling crazy, even the scorpion Heng also has a collection, placed in his study desk.
No wonder, when she walked into his study, she always felt that something was missing. It turned out that he moved it here.
Xia Wei looked at the altar of the red line, and his heart was mixed. What kind of altar is this? Is he also like Li Lei, because she is too nervous, so what did she do with metaphysics?
In the sofa chair, Zhai Ziheng looked up and looked stunned.
He did not expect that Xia Wei would appear here and look at her unexpectedly.
Xia Wei also looked back at him. He was fine. It was so good. While letting a sigh of relief, there was a burst of anger on my heart: "Zi Ziheng, why don't you pick up my phone?!"