Over the past two days, discussions on the issue of "Qin Qingzhuo's singing strike" have continued to increase on the Internet, with a strong sense of condemnation.
No one can tell what the ultimate goal of this crusade is.
A voice came from the mobile phone receiver saying "The number you dialed is turned off". Standing at the door of Qin Qingzhuo's house, Jiang Ji hung up the phone.
He raised his hand and rang the doorbell of Qin Qingzhuo's house again, but there was silence in the house and no response.
Jiang Ji had no idea where Qin Qingzhuo had gone.
He had come to see Qin Qingzhuo many times in the past two days, but the result was always the same.
I also met the cleaning lady in the morning, and she also said that Qin Qingzhuo was not at home for the past two days.
He also went to the hospital and found Xie Chengyun, the doctor Qin Qingzhuo had seen last time he had a fever, and wanted to ask him about Qin Qingzhuo's condition.
But Dr. Xie had no intention of revealing it, saying only that it was the patient's privacy and he had no right to disclose it.
Jiang Ji then realized that he knew very little about Qin Qingzhuo. Although he had heard all of Qin Qingzhuo's songs and remembered the music scores of each song, he could only piece together some guesses about Qin Qingzhuo's past based on fragments of information on the Internet, which he had no idea whether true or false.
Qin Qingzhuo didn't seem to intend to tell him these things. Two days ago, he tried to ask step by step, but Qin Qingzhuo was obviously extremely resistant.
Jiang Ji could understand Qin Qingzhuo's state because he was like this before, resisting anyone trying to understand his life. As long as he didn't want to talk about it, no one could ask.
In a sense, his personality is quite similar to Qin Qingzhuo's.
Jiang Ji recalled a month ago when Qin Qingzhuo asked him why he didn't avoid Uncle Sui. He was extremely annoyed at that time and just wanted Qin Qingzhuo to shut up and stop interfering.
Now he became the one who insisted on asking, and Qin Qingzhuo became the one who didn't want to talk.
How should I put it... tit for tat? He thought with some self-mockery.
No matter what, I still have to find Qin Qingzhuo, ask him about the past, and then think about whether I can help. After all, it is not easy for a person to keep everything in his heart.
As night fell, the surrounding street lights lit up.
Jiang Ji specially asked for leave from Huang Ying tonight and planned to go to Qin Qingzhuo's studio first. He remembered that the address of Qin Qingzhuo's studio was left on the contract he signed before.
Putting away his phone, he turned around and walked down a few steps.
Looking up, he saw a black car approaching from a distance.
The car stopped at the bottom of the steps, the door opened, and a man got out - it was Ji Chi.
Jiang Ji frowned.
Ji Chi got out of the car, looked up and saw Jiang Ji. He was also stunned, but then he came to his senses and an expression of disgust appeared on his face.
The two looked at each other, neither of them spoke to the other. They both disliked each other.
Passing each other, Ji Chi walked towards the stairs, while Jiang Ji sat on the motorcycle.
Riding a motorcycle out of the villa area, there was a constant flow of traffic at the intersection. While waiting to cross the road, Jiang Ji turned his head and glanced in the direction of Qin Qingzhuo's house. Ji Chi was walking down the steps at this time. He probably rang the doorbell and found that Qin Qingzhuo was not there.
Then he turned his head, without looking at Ji Chi again, and drove across the road looking straight ahead.