Chapter 148 The Golden Years

[Part One: Simple People]

An action is not an action until an idea is put into practice... Mr. Gusv soon arrived at Mr. Dillings's room.

But Mr. Dillings was now facing some kind of trouble.

The two doormen were currently trying hard to fit a tuxedo for Mr. Dillings... Mr. Dillings' figure would probably give most tailors in the world a headache.

This is already the largest tuxedo that the hotel can currently provide - the two doormen are currently trying hard to tie Mr. Dillings's waist... like a tug of war.

"Oh... damn! I feel like I'm going to be strangled in two! This shit! It's so annoying! Am I going to turn into a bratwurst?"

Mr. Dillings was cursing loudly while suffering... When he saw Mr. Gusv come in, he quickly said: "Gusv, you came just in time! Come and help me, let me end this as soon as possible disaster!"

Mr. Gusv had no choice but to rush forward to help, and after spending a lot of energy, he reluctantly allowed Mr. Dillings to put on his tuxedo - of course, the buttons would inevitably scream.

Mr. Gusv even worried whether these buttons would explode in the next moment.

"Damn it! Damn it! Even if I die, I will never wear this thing again! Really! I guarantee it on the honor of my late grandma!" Mr. Dillings gasped and cursed.

... Usually such oaths are not worthy of belief.

Mr. Gusv just pretended not to hear, and then quietly made a gesture, asking the two doormen to wait outside the room... He pretended to be casual and asked: "Mr. Dillings, what do you plan to do?" Attending the party?"

"Of course! Otherwise, what would I do in this suit?" Mr. Dillings was probably not in a high mood because the clothes were not very comfortable.

Mr. Gusv looked understanding, then smiled and said: "Excuse me, is there anything else you need help with, Mr. Dillings?"

"Oh, let me think about it..." Mr. Dillings pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "It seems that there is no more. If anything happens again, I can come to you, right? I remember that the floor housekeeper is here at any time. Are you coming?"

"Yes, Mr. Dillings."

Mr. Dillings thought for a while, and then patted Gusv's shoulder - he did not lift his palm after patting it, and Mr. Gusv's shoulder could not help but lower a little.

He could only keep smiling and wait for the customer to speak.

"It's hard work." Mr. Dillings said this first, then thought for a while, and then said seriously: "But you still have to rest when it's time to rest, don't tire yourself out."

Mr. Gusv opened his mouth, but it was best to keep smiling and nodding, "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Dillings... Is there anything else you need?"

"Oh...I'm still a little hungry. Please prepare some food for me." Dilinsi touched her strong belly, "Let that...who, oh, that chef do whatever he wants for me. Get some food, I don’t want to go out now! These damn clothes are so uncomfortable.”

Mr. Gusv couldn't help but feel dumbfounded, but he still maintained a professional smile, "I will make arrangements for you, sir... If there is nothing else, please allow me to leave first, because I still need to go and prepare for you." Zeiger Lawyers Services.”

When Mr. Gusv said the name Lawyer Siegel seemingly casually, he quietly paid attention to Mr. Dillings's expression.

"Oh, go ahead and do your work. I can do it myself."

But Mr. Dillings had no idea who Attorney Sieg looked like... He didn't even pay attention to what Gusv said about serving others.

Doesn't he know... that the floor butler here provides one-on-one service to guests in the presidential suite?

With this doubt, something that was already somewhat certain was suddenly disrupted... Gusv slowly exited the room, and before closing the door, he quietly took a look through the crack in the door.

I saw that Mr. Dillings was opening a small book in his hand, and then biting a pencil. He didn't know what he was thinking about... Occasionally he tapped his head lightly with the tip of the pencil, and occasionally he scratched it and began to see some sparseness. s hair.

"Where will this gentleman go later? Please tell me as soon as possible. Do you know?"

Before leaving, Mr. Gusv ordered the doormen outside the door.

But then Mr. Dillings did not leave the room until the banquet started... Mr. Gusv heard from the doorman that Mr. Dillings fell asleep after eating.

And the snoring sound is particularly spectacular.

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[Part 2: Gift]

In the evening, at half past seven...the banquet begins.

The banquet was held on the open-air lawn of the hotel campus. Not only could you enjoy the night view of the artificial lake, but you could also see the entire Alec Hotel.

Under the light, the Alec Hotel looks like a symmetrical castle built with perfect lines, like something from a fairy tale.

I heard that the original Alec Hotel was not like this. After several renovations, it became what it is today - all by the mysterious owner of the hotel.

The theme of tonight’s banquet is: Masquerade

Guests will simply bring some decorations to cover their faces - of course, in many cases, it is difficult for people to hide their identities with simple face coverings... Most of them are just for the atmosphere.

Ms. Tiffany simply put on an eye patch, while Ms. Sandy put on a Venetian mask.

It can be seen that Ms. Sandy is very unhappy about the fact that her long-term friend chose to attend this masquerade party instead of going to her birthday party - she really prepared a lot of young and energetic young men! What a waste!

"Well...what's going on today? I seem to have seen a lot of familiar people." Ms. Tiffany suddenly whispered in her friend's ear.

"Is there any?" Ms. Sandy looked around.

Ms. Tiffany pointed to two middle-aged men standing in the dining area not far away, "Do the two over there look like George and Goben?"

"Who?" Ms. Sandy asked in shock.

Ms. Tiffany shook her head and said with a smile: "If you let them know that you have completely forgotten them, they may cry... Forgot? They were your suitors at the beginning."

Ms. Sandy tried hard to recall, and finally found two blurry faces in the corner of her memory... She woke up with a start, and finally remembered who George and Goben were.

In the restaurant of Chef Berg, who has a great personality, there used to be a small stage dedicated to performing for customers. George and Goben were the musicians in charge of the performance at that time.

Looking back, Ms. Sandy was quite proud and said: "Thinking about it now, I was still very popular at the time... It's a pity that time is not forgiving. But at that time, everyone liked Pahel who played the violin... You don't Too."

Ms. Tiffany glanced angrily at this guy who didn't know whether he was a bad friend or a close friend.

Ms. Sandy said at this time: "But now that I think about it, it was really a mistake to be obsessed with Pahel at that time... It is really bad for a man to suddenly disappear in pursuit of his dream. And look at it, my God ! I really can’t imagine what George and Goben look like now. They were actually quite handsome back then. Well... maybe Pahel has become a greasy and fat middle-aged man now! Believe me, my dear, men come on When you get older, you absolutely don’t care about appearance. Just look at what my current husband looks like!"

Ms. Tiffany said nothing.

Ms. Sandy was probably the heartless type. She seemed to have suddenly put on a figure that still had some capital for her age. She scratched her head and said, "No, I have to say hello to George and Goben. Relive the wonderful years of youth...Tiffany, please greet yourself!"

Ms. Tiffany really didn't know how to stop this guy... She shook her head with a wry smile, then ordered a glass of red wine from the waiter's plate, and walked slowly in the open-air banquet venue by herself.

She really recognized some old faces she hadn't seen in a while... some old employees who used to work at the Alec Hotel.

What happened today?

Ms. Tiffany did not go up to say hello to those she once knew like Sandy did - after all, she asked herself that she did not have Ms. Sandy's shamelessness that was thicker than makeup.

And...she actually doesn't have very good interpersonal relationships.

Old-fashioned, well-behaved, unsmiling... They were all afraid of a boring woman like her - even her ex-husband eventually chose to separate because of the boring life.

She feels that maybe she has been boring for most of her life, right?

So I started to make some changes. I no longer always thought about work. Occasionally, I would read a book, do some beauty treatments, try some sports, and watch boring but popular movies.

She began to smile more than usual on her face, but when she smiled, it still felt so oppressive - Ms. Tiffany felt that she probably couldn't change it.

Life is still improving, but the number of friends around me has not increased...nor decreased.

"Ms. Tiffany, you look really beautiful tonight."

She heard a voice calling her, and Tiffany slowly turned around and saw an old man with gray hair and simply wearing an eyepatch. She even recognized the other person's identity immediately.

"Lawyer Ziege, is that you?" She couldn't help but be extremely surprised, "Why are you here?"

"I've been looking for you." Lawyer Sieg walked over slowly with a smile. "I heard from Gusv that you would also attend, so I was paying attention to see if you showed up from the beginning."

"grateful."

Ms. Tiffany smiled slightly, and then she quickly realized that this banquet might have something to do with Attorney Zieg - and so many old employees also showed up.

I heard from her nephew Gusv that the gentleman who stayed in the presidential suite also had something with the mark of the owner behind the hotel... Does all this indicate that something special will happen tonight?

"Ms. Tiffany, happy birthday." Lawyer Zieg suddenly said at this time, and then took out a gift box from his pocket. "This is the birthday gift I prepared for you. Please accept it."

"Thank you." Ms. Tiffany did not refuse. She took it generously, hugged Lawyer Siegel lightly, and kissed him on the face.

Lawyer Zieg joked at this time: "Oh! I think I must be jealous now."

"Lawyer Ziege is still as funny as ever." Ms. Tiny smiled, "But you haven't told me yet why you are here... You can't be here to give me a gift, right?"

She was not too surprised that Lawyer Sieg gave her a gift.

Lawyer Ziege basically knows the birthday of every senior employee of the hotel. If time permits, he will even come over and celebrate with the employees - this has always been the case in the past.

In Ms. Tiffany’s impression, Attorney Zieg had attended her birthday parties several times.

Of course...if it were just an ordinary employee, most of the time it would just be a small gift signed by him, and he would not appear in person.

It can be regarded as... an incentive mechanism.

"I just happened to be invited by an old friend." Lawyer Zieg blinked at this time, "Then...enjoy the banquet tonight, Ms. Tiffany. Finally, I wish you a happy birthday."

"Thanks."

Having said that, until now, the host of the banquet has still not appeared...but the guests seem to have arrived.

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[Part 3: Sound]

This should be the most crowded time during dinner time, but the hotel seemed very deserted at this time... because most of the guests were attending the outdoor dinner party outside.

Even the chefs in the restaurant were mostly deployed at this time to prepare food for the banquet.

In the corridor, a bloated figure was walking quickly... Mr. Dillings.

His lips were a little white at this time. He was holding an old suitcase in one hand and holding his trousers in the other hand. He was panting and walking in the corridor... He overslept. Mr. Dillings couldn't help but let out a big sigh. He was thinking about eating. Take a break after finishing things.

I have something very important to do tonight, I hope I don’t miss the time... Oh, damn Chef Berg, why does the food he cooks taste so good?

The sudden distraction...maybe due to lack of exercise, Mr. Dillings suddenly felt a little difficult to breathe, and his heart seemed to make a mournful sound, like an overloaded old engine.

He felt extremely uncomfortable breathing, and the sudden dizziness even made him lose his balance. He fell down all of a sudden, and the suitcase in his hand was thrown out.

I saw the suitcase rolling down the stairs on the second floor of the hotel lobby.

The suitcase is not like a ball. It will be completely undamaged when it finally hits the ground... After the dizziness subsided, Mr. Dillings got up and clearly saw that the suitcase that had rolled down the stairs had been opened.

He was suddenly startled and walked down quickly holding on to the handrail.

The violin and the bow in the suitcase were scattered in two places... Mr. Dillings bent over with difficulty to pick up the bow, and then walked towards the violin.

But there was a beautiful hand that picked up the fallen violin before he arrived... Mr. Dillings couldn't help but be startled.

"Hey, it's you two!"

Isn't this the couple he has met several times today... Mr. Dillings looked at the clothes of Boss Luo and the maid lady at this time, thinking that they were also preparing to attend a banquet outside.

At this time, the violin was in Luo Qiu's hands... After picking up the violin, Boss Luo stretched out his hand to touch the back of the violin, and then slowly turned it around. He saw that the bridge on it had been broken... and even two pieces were broken. One string and even the head of the piano was broken.

"What a pity." Luo Qiu said softly... He held up the violin with both hands and brought it to Mr. Dillings.

How could he not see clearly what the violin looked like at this time?

Mr. Dillings' face suddenly turned dark, and he stood blankly on the spot... He could only be heard mumbling words, saying what to do, what to do, etc., as if he would faint at any moment as soon as his eyes went dark.

Mr. Dillings finally took the violin silently, then sighed slowly and smiled bitterly, "I'm such a daredevil, I can't do anything well."

I don’t know if I’m talking to myself or others… I’m probably talking to myself.

"Is this violin important to you, Mr. Dillings?" Boss Luo suddenly asked.

Mr. Dillings didn't think much, nodded and said: "It was given to me by a very important friend... I failed to keep it well."

"If I say, I can help you repair this violin..." Luo Qiu looked into Mr. Dilin's eyes and said slowly: "But the price is, if you need to give it to me, will you be willing?" ?"

Mr. Dillings was startled. He looked in the direction the young man was pointing and found that he was pointing to a notebook with a brown cover that fell on the ground... This was his notebook, which was also placed with him. It was inside the suitcase. It should have fallen out in one piece when it was dropped.

"You want it?" Mr. Dillings looked at the young oriental man in disbelief and couldn't help but subconsciously asked: "Why?"

"Probably because I like it." Luo Qiu said with a slight smile.

The maid next to her had already picked up the suitcase beside her while the master was talking to Mr. Dillings... When she handed the suitcase to Mr. Dillings, the maid casually glanced at the label on the suitcase. That mark seemed to remind him of something, and his eyes moved slightly.

Mr. Dillings thought about it for a while, then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Let alone a notebook, if you can really help me repair this violin, I will give you double the cost, no problem! Because it is really It's very important to me! But even if you can fix it, it's too late. I can't wait that long..."

"That's not necessarily true." Boss Luo smiled mysteriously, and then took the violin from Mr. Dillings' hands, "Please wait a moment, Mr. Dillings."

While Mr. Dillings was in a daze, Boss Luo walked to a corner of the lobby with the violin, and soon disappeared from Mr. Dillings' sight.

Mr. Dillings had no choice but to hold the bow in his hand, and he could only stand stupidly with a puzzled face... Only the maid lady was looking at him, as if she was sizing him up.

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In fact, he didn't go far, he just came to the back of the stairs, avoiding their sight... Boss Luo picked up the broken violin in his hand.

His palm naturally emitted a faint light, and then slowly began to wipe it from the head of the piano.

Headstock, piano axis, nut...

The broken parts were repaired bit by bit, even the broken strings. Boss Luo closed his eyes and finally put the repaired violin to his ear.

His fingers gently plucked the new strings.

——Give it to you and use it to realize your dreams.

——You will succeed...I'm here waiting for you.

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"It's fixed, Mr. Dillings."

Mr. Dillings took the restored violin with both hands in disbelief... and looked at it carefully. He even wondered if the other party had specially replaced him with a new one - but it was incredible to think that the other party's request was just for a notebook.

No one would buy a new violin just for a notebook, right?

"How did you do it?" Mr. Dillings looked at this magical oriental young man in amazement.

"It's considered... a trade secret." Boss Luo blinked, and then the maid handed the notebook to his hand, "Then, according to the agreement, this notebook belongs to me, Mr. Dillings."

"Oh...ok." Mr. Dilins nodded subconsciously, "If you like it, then take it."

Is this really a big help?

Seeing the two people leaving arm in arm, Mr. Dillings scratched his head and muttered: "A good man?"

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【Part 4: Please dance with me】

Ms. Sandy turned around and came back... Although she couldn't see clearly because of the mask, her gestures and language had fully demonstrated one thing - she had gained a lot.

Probably the words of praise from the suitors in his youth.

"Oh! My dear, are you just staying here all night, drinking red wine by yourself? When did your life become so boring?"

Ms. Tiffany didn't want to pay attention to this guy at all. When she was tired from standing, she pulled out her chair and sat down.

"Aunt Tiffany...and Ms. Sandy."

A familiar figure appeared in front of them, it was Mr. Gusv - he walked slowly and greeted the two ladies politely.

"Gusv, you are still so handsome, are you going well at work?" Ms. Sandy said casually: "The banquet tonight was well done."

But no, in terms of service, scene, and even the orchestra that created the atmosphere, as well as the food and drinks, it can be said that there is no fault - and more importantly, Ms. Sandy also relived the beautiful memories of her youth.

"Thank you for your compliment, Ms. Sandy."

Ms. Tiffany rubbed her eyebrows and said, "Gusv, the anonymous guest who initiated this banquet has not shown up yet?"

"Not yet." Mr. Gusv also shook his head in confusion, "We can't even contact this guest... He just said that he would appear at the banquet, that's all. If the fee had not been paid in advance , I even thought it might be a prank.”

"There are all kinds of weird people these days." Ms. Sandy shrugged and expressed her opinion.

Ms. Tiffany suddenly asked curiously, "For you, the Mr. Dillings you mentioned this afternoon, have you seen him?"

After all, it is very likely that he is someone related to the owner behind the hotel. As a housekeeper who has been serving the Alec Hotel, Ms. Tiffany is still somewhat curious in her heart - it is mainly because of this Mr. Dillings that she is here tonight. Come.

Ms. Sandy looked very curious about who this Dilinsi was - but the aunt and nephew obviously did not pay attention to her curiosity at this time.

Mr. Gusv shook his head: "I haven't seen it yet."

Ms. Tiffany breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly: "Forget it if you didn't see it... Gusv, I'm a little tired today and want to go back and rest early. I will end my vacation tomorrow and return to work."

"Aunt Tiffany, but today is your first day off?" Mr. Gusv couldn't help but be startled.

Ms. Tiffany shook her head, "There's not much to do during vacation...it's more interesting to work. I'm not old enough to do nothing yet."

Ms. Sandy felt that this sentence really hurt her a lot...if it weren't for the sake of being friends for decades, she would have ignored it a long time ago. She simply sat down angrily and thought about it.

Ms. Tiffany just acted as if she didn't hear anything and looked for a way to leave the banquet venue.

The lights suddenly dimmed, stopping Ms. Tiffany in her tracks... The sudden change also made the venue suddenly quiet.

Then the lights began to change and they began to intersect, eventually intertwining where the orchestra was playing.

Under the light, a bloated figure was struggling to walk onto the makeshift performance stage.

But his figure is too huge... This should be very eye-catching, if he is a handsome man.

The bloated man had a fake beard and a fake big nose on his face, which gave people a very funny feeling - even when the man walked up to the microphone, the buttons of his tight tuxedo finally appeared. It couldn't hold up and one of them burst open.

Oh, the banquet hall suddenly erupted into bursts of laughter.

This may be a special performance at the banquet to entertain the guests...a clown or something.

"Isn't this, Mr. Dillings?" Mr. Gusv, who also saw this scene in the audience, couldn't help but open his mouth... He really didn't know why this guest in the presidential suite ran onto the stage at this time. .

And looking at the way Mr. Dillings is holding the violin at this time, could it be that... he wants to perform on it?

"Who can tell me why Mr. Dillings ran up?" Mr. Gusv quickly called a waiter beside him and asked.

"I don't know either……"

Mr. Gusv frowned. He subconsciously looked for the place where Lawyer Siegel was, but saw that the lawyer was watching the scene on the stage with great interest, with a thoughtful expression in his mouth. No smile.

This made Mr. Gusv even more confused... However, he had no time to think about more things because Mr. Dillings on the stage had already made a move.

He gently placed the bow on the string... as if he intended to pull it.

The guests in the audience became quiet. They were looking forward to what kind of performance this gentleman who brought jokes when he appeared would plan to perform next.

Ms. Tiffany just looked at the violin in Mr. Dillings' hands silently.

That violin...she could recognize it at first sight - it was something obtained from someone else in a very special way.

She even regretted and suffered...but now, she has almost forgotten it.

——Give it to you and use it to realize your dreams.

——You will succeed...I'm here waiting for you.

She walked slowly towards the stage from the crowd.

Playing... almost just a few sounds of the prelude, people already recognized what the bloated Mr. Dillings was about to play: canon (d-major).

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But Mr. Dillings's skills were really poor.

He couldn't even be called a beginner, and the intermittent sound of the piano made this performance seem quite unusual.

Even the originally invited orchestra...and even the conductor seemed unable to coordinate well with this gentleman's piano skills at this time.

This seemed very bad... People began to discuss that such a performance might ruin the banquet.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, several more masked guests suddenly walked onto the stage... I don't know if they were spontaneous or prepared in advance.

These guests all brought different musical instruments, including George and Goben, who not long ago relived young memories for Ms. Sandy.

It is strange that the orchestra invited by Mr. Gusv could not match Mr. Dillings' clumsy skills, but these guests who came later naturally followed Mr. Dillings' rhythm and slowly performed. They played their respective instruments.

Even after all the sounds are blended, they are still intermittent, occasionally stuck... or even mispronounced.

Mr. Gusv listened and even frowned... If this Mr. Dillings was not a guest in the presidential suite, if he didn't feel that he had some connection with the owner behind the hotel... Too many ifs, He had to endure it.

On the other hand, Ms. Sandy, who was sitting next to her, seemed to be fascinated by what he heard, and occasionally laughed... She probably recalled some past events.

The crowd suddenly began to disperse a bit...seemingly spontaneously. The guests slowly retreated, forming a space of one and a half months.

Gusv saw Aunt Tiffany standing in the vacant place... She stood there alone, and she didn't know when she closed her eyes.

He planned to call her, but at this time she slowly stretched out her hand.

Her right hand stretched forward, as if it was resting on someone's palm. Her left hand was also raised, as if it was falling on someone's shoulder... It seemed that she was not the only one.

She began to move her body slowly, following the buggy canon (d-major) played by the improvised orchestra on the stage.

The moonlight is just right tonight.

It seems that there is a figure that appears and disappears from everyone's eyes, appears and disappears, seems to exist but is not there.

"I think I saw Pahel?" Ms. Sandy rubbed her eyes.

When she looked again, she still didn't see anything... all she saw was her friend dancing alone.

Maybe she should be told to stop, after all, this behavior is too reckless... But why should she be told to stop?

This is what she has never seen Tiffany look like before, she looks like a girl with dreams, doesn't she?

Moreover, no one said anything.

In this clumsy performance and the banquet where one person danced alone, something seemed to flow through everyone's hearts, making everything quiet.

The moonlight is getting gentler.

Far away, outside the crowd... On the beach of the artificial lake below the banquet venue, the maid took off her shoes and stepped on the white sand.

The same is true for Luo Qiu.

He was gently holding her waist and dancing a round dance here.

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[Part 5: Happy Birthday]

Tiffany gradually slowed down, and finally took the same posture as when she was finishing the dance... Her eyes were still closed, as if she was immersed in some kind of afterglow.

Mr. Dillings' clumsy performance was over.

In fact, it has been stopped for a while, maybe a few minutes.

Finally, Ms. Tiffany slowly opened her eyes... Her eyes were hazy, as if she saw a distant figure, gradually disappearing into the night.

When she closed her eyes, he came with the beginning of canon(d-major).

When she opened her eyes, he left as the canon (d-major) ended.

Only she is still here.

Ms. Tiffany suddenly felt unspeakably relaxed. She didn't even feel embarrassed because of her different behavior from the past. She sighed slowly, and then looked at the bloated man on the stage.

According to Gusv's description, she thought this must be Mr. Dillings... But she still couldn't remember who this Mr. Dillings was - although she had some guesses that this Mr. Dillings was very good. Maybe it's for yourself.

It seems that she has noticed the gaze of Ms. Tiffany.

At this time, Mr. Dillings took some effort and took out a note from his pocket. He looked at the note, walked to the microphone, and read softly:

——I hope you will always be young and happy.

——I hope you can get out of the haze of life.

——All love is included here.

The sound reached everyone's ears and hearts.

Ms. Tiffany opened her mouth slightly. She was about to say something, but the guests around her suddenly swarmed around her.

They all shouted, "Tiffany! Happy birthday!"

"Happy birthday!"

"Long time no see, do you still remember me? Happy birthday, Tiffany!"

"You are still beautiful! Tiffany! I really regret not pursuing you back then! Happy birthday!"

She was almost drowned in the sound of blessings from everyone. She looked at the familiar faces who had taken off their masks...the faces of the old people who had worked here.

Ms. Tiffany was suddenly at a loss.

At this time, Lawyer Zieg slowly walked out of the crowd pushing a cake. He walked up to Ms. Tiffany and said, "Happy birthday, dear Tiffany, I hope you like this birthday party I have prepared. "

Ms. Tiffany was startled at first, and then felt a little relieved... By the way, it turned out that this was prepared by Lawyer Ziege - only Lawyer Ziege had the ability to invite back so many old employees from all over the world.

Ms. Sandy also got in from the crowd at this time and looked at her friend complainingly. Obviously she didn't know all this, but now she was helpless, "No wonder you turned down the birthday party I prepared for you. It turns out that so."

She really loved this good sister who had been with her for decades. She hugged the pistachio beside her vigorously and looked at the people around her... It turned out that her fifty-fifth birthday could be such a wonderful life.

Ms. Tiffany kept smiling and accepting everyone's blessings... She searched among the crowd for the bloated figure playing the violin.

But he is no longer here, I don’t know when he left.

Maybe later, go find this mysterious Mr. Dillings and ask him about the violin... I always care about it.

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[Part 6: Golden Years]

Contentment and happiness... are probably as simple as they come.

The 55-year-old woman does not seem to have many things she wants to get... She currently does not have a husband, has never even had children of her own, and has been single for five years.

Life is so boring that with a few simple embellishments, you can see unprecedented beauty.

Ms. Tiffany felt that she would sleep very sweetly tonight - but before that, she wanted to see Mr. Dillings.

"Already checked out?"

"Yes, Ms. Tiffany. This is what the gentleman said he wanted to hand over to you when he left."

On the floor, the doorman delivered an old suitcase to Ms. Tiffany and then left.

The first thing she saw on the suitcase was the mark Gusv mentioned.

Ms. Tiffany thought for a moment, then slowly opened the suitcase and gently took out the violin hidden inside.

And the bow.

She walked to the window and looked at everything gray outside... Downstairs, she seemed to see someone else.

Who was thinking that she waved, and after waving, that so-and-so slowly turned around, kept walking, kept walking, kept walking away, and finally disappeared.

Ms. Tiffany watched intently for a while, then she hugged the violin and bow tightly in her hands, closed her eyes, and softly hummed the tune of canon (d major).

Today is such a beautiful day, like a dream.

That him... has come to an end here today.

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Mr. Dillings was walking alone on the road. As he walked, he would look back at the incredible and beautiful Alec Hotel behind him.

Then, he finally met the two masters and servants of the club who had just returned from the artificial lake beach.

The maid still had her feet bare... and her shoes were held between her fingers.

The two of them walked back arm in arm and seemed to be talking quietly... Seeing Mr. Dilins alone, Boss Luo took the initiative to say hello.

"Good evening, Mr. Dillings."

"You too." Mr. Dillings laughed, "You were really helpful just now! Otherwise, I would have messed things up! If you have the opportunity to come to [Hallstatt] in the future, you will definitely come to [Hallstatt]." Contact me! I will treat you well! Oh, look at me! I will write you a contact information."

As soon as he patted his head, Mr. Dillings began to touch his clothes - but he could not find any paper or pen. As for the suitcase in his hand, it was actually empty.

"Write it here." Boss Luo smiled slightly and took out the notebook he got from Mr. Dillings, and then a pen.

Mr. Dillings readily wrote down his contact information and address in his notebook.

"Mr. Dillings, are you leaving now?"

Mr. Dillings nodded, "Yes, I have to catch the flight tomorrow morning...I will rush back to work on Monday. I came out without telling my wife this time. If I don't go back in time, believe me!" She really won’t let me sleep in the bed! That would be so miserable!”

The maid smiled at this moment, which was touching.

Mr. Dillings couldn't help but look a little dumbfounded, thinking that this young man was really lucky to have saved the Milky Way in his previous life.

Luo Qiu suddenly asked: "Can I ask you something, Mr. Dilinsi?"

"Okay, tell me."

Boss Luo glanced at the notebook in his hand and pondered: "Mr. Dilins, why is it that what you said on the stage at the end is somewhat different from what you wrote here?"

Mr. Dillings was startled, then thought for a moment and said, "Well... I feel like this would be better, right? I'll always mess up things anyway."

In response to such an answer, Luo Qiu just nodded with a smile, and then said softly: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Dilins... I wish you a pleasant journey."

"so be it."

Mr. Dillings was still as cheerful as ever. After saying hello, he left directly without any intention of staying... But he didn't see that behind him, Boss Luo bowed gently to him.

…

In front of the bus stop outside the Alec Hotel, there was no bus waiting for a long time... Seeing that it had probably stopped operating, Mr. Dillings couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

Perhaps he should have asked the front desk of the hotel to call a taxi for him, but at this time Mr. Dillings took out his pocket and found with some sadness that... he had no money.

He really had no money - he spent almost all his money on this trip, and even used all his personal money... and paid two months' salary in advance to his boss.

He suddenly felt extremely regretful, and even had the urge to turn his eyes black... God knows how he would explain to his wife when he went back?

Unexpectedly, at this time, a private car slowly approached Mr. Dillings and stopped... When the car door opened, an old black man in rich clothes waved to him.

"Hello, Mr. Dillings..." The old man invited Mr. Dillings into the car. He looked at the confused Mr. Dillings and smiled slightly: "First of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Sieg." ...Then, I am the lawyer appointed by Pahel, and I am here to handle his estate affairs...One of his estates is designated for me to be handed over to you, Mr. Dillings."

Dilinsi blinked, then scratched his hair, and said in confusion: "Lawyer? Pahel's? That guy is so poor that he owes me half a year's rent. What kind of inheritance can he have...except for a dog?" ?”

"But even so, you are still willing to help him fulfill his last wish, aren't you... You came here from far away Austria, and you are even penniless now."

Lawyer Ziege smiled slightly, "I think that in the last life of Pahel, he will definitely feel extremely proud to know you as a friend... Believe me, Mr. Dillings, this inheritance is You deserve it. Your kindness and trustworthiness allowed you to pass Pahel's test, and you even... did better in the end. So, Mr. Dillings, you will get Pahel's 40 million euros legacy.”

"Fuck...how much?!!"

Mr. Dillings jumped up suddenly, and then his head hit the roof of the car. He couldn't help shouting again...it hurt.

…

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[Part 7: All love is included here]

After returning to the room, Boss Luo, who was in a good mood, opened a bottle of red wine and went out on the terrace with the maid to enjoy the cool breeze.

He opened Mr. Dillings' notebook and looked at the pages.

There are all his plans for this trip, and each item is written very clearly - in the end, it is the completion of the list of things he needs to do.

"Today, I picked up a good thing." Boss Luo said with satisfaction.

The maid took the notebook from the master's hand and flipped it to the front of the notebook... There were words that were different from Mr. Dillings' handwriting.

The maid whispered a passage written on it:

——I hope you know that I have never given up on our dreams.

——When you were lonely and sad, you failed to get any help or comfort from me.

——I feel very sad about this.

——All love is contained here.

…

There is someone who loves you silently. He/she may have gone away.