Percy Brandley, Lance's second assistant at Diorama.

In fact, after the quarrel between Lance and Ryan, Lance began to secretly contact his confidants at Diorama, trying to regroup a team and set off again. But the cruel reality hit Lance again. Only Percy responded to Lance's invitation, submitted his resignation letter without hesitation, and came to find Lance that night. The others all shirked with various excuses.

Lance had no other choice than to smile bitterly. Diorama is a prosperous production company with a bright future; but he has nothing and is alone. It is not easy for a commander to build a new world. He was helpless, he was angry, but he could not blame those people - because they were just workers.

Lance attended Carrell's funeral obviously to make a comeback; but unfortunately, at this funeral, Li Jin replaced Lance, and then... there was no more. Li Jin came to New York to open up a brand new world, while Percy was left in Los Angeles.

In fact, Percy went to New York three times and visited Lance. But Li Jin seemed not very enthusiastic at the time and just barely dealt with it. After that, Percy disappeared. When Li Jin merged with Lance's memory, he could no longer find Percy.

Lance always felt guilty in his heart for Percy.

Ten years later, when I heard Percy's voice again, I felt mixed emotions and it was difficult to express it for a while. However, Percy at the other end of the phone did not have such a barrier, and his answer followed, "Lance, is the funeral over? So, how is the harvest?" The coldness in his voice disappeared quietly, and there was a hint of briskness in his tone.

Lance's left hand tightened slightly, and his thumb unconsciously stroked his index finger. The thoughts rolling in his mind slowly settled down, "It's a bit complicated, I can't explain it on the phone for a while..."

"Then let's talk more about it after you come back." Percy's indifferent voice interrupted Lance's words, which could be regarded as a relief for Lance, making him breathe a sigh of relief.

Just as Lance was about to tell Percy about the reimbursement of the car engine, Percy's voice came from the other end of the receiver, "By the way, I sorted out all the information today, but I haven't finished it yet - God, you really should sort it out. However, I still gained a lot. I found that there are several adapted copyrights for novels under your name. Maybe this can become our next development direction, but I carefully read the list of novels, Portuguese, Spanish, French... all of which are inexplicable things. I really don't know what you thought you bought these copyrights. Then..."

"Stop...stop!" Lance found that Percy's words were like surging rivers, endless. He tried several times and couldn't even insert them. Moreover, he found that Percy had not planned to stop yet, so Lance had to interrupt Percy.

Percy finally stopped at the other end of the phone. Lance raised his hand and touched the end of the eyebrows on his left, thinking about how he should speak, but in the end he decided to go straight in and cut off all the politeness and hypocrisy. "My car broke down and the engine was sacrificed. I need you to drive over to pick me up. Then call the repair shop - my phone is almost out of power."

Percy paused for a moment, making sure that Lance had nothing to explain, and then said, "Okay, no problem, where are you now?"

Lance looked around and looked at the landmarks around, "I just got off from 405, and now on Sunset Avenue, close to the University of California, Los Angeles."

Percy couldn't help but be stunned. It was the opposite direction of the Lance family's location, but he swallowed his doubts, "I'll go there now, I'll probably arrive in twenty minutes."

After hanging up the phone, Lance wanted to put his phone in his pocket. When he looked down, he realized that he was wearing a custom suit today, and his pants pocket was not suitable for his phone. Lance touched the pocket of his shirt again, and then he realized that his pockets were all empty, so he had been trying to find chocolate or candy, but he never found it.

Sweets are a habit that Li Jin has never been able to quit, even after becoming Lancelot. Over the years, Lance has long been used to carrying sweets with him, but now he is back in 2002, and there are naturally no sweets in his pocket, which makes him very uncomfortable.

I looked around and found a row of shops three hundred yards ahead, and a trademark of "7/11" could be seen vaguely. Lance reached out from the passenger seat, pulled out the car key, and raised his foot to go to the convenience store. However, after taking two steps, a strong wind suddenly came, and sand and stones flew away in an instant, and the wind and clouds changed color, as if the time machine was starting to operate, almost making Lance think he was going to pass through again.

But this time it was obvious that Lance was thinking too much, and the heavy rain was coming!

The raindrops as big as beans poured down in a blink of an eye, and dense raindrops were connected together, and the sky and the earth were filled with water droplets, as if they were in the Nicaragua Falls. It was indeed summer, and the rainstorm came at any time without warning. The sun was shining brightly the previous second, but the sky collapsed and the earth cracked the next second.

Lance was completely caught off guard. According to his memory, he quickly walked to the rear of the car and opened the rear compartment. Sure enough, he saw a long-handled umbrella lying inside. The bright bright red was particularly eye-catching. Lance had no time to think about it, so he picked up the umbrella and supported it. The world under the umbrella isolated him from the rainstorm. The dense sound of raindrops fell on the umbrella, as if the whole world had quieted down.

Supporting the umbrella, Lance took a deep and shallow step towards the direction where the convenience store is.

In the heavy rain, layers of clouds blocked the sky tightly, and even a trace of light could not be revealed. The golden sun behind the clouds tried its best to release energy, barely outlining a light golden color on the edge of the dense dark clouds, turning the black and thick clouds into deep gray, just like a splash of thick ink slowly dizzying in clear water. The changes in the dark and white and gray were rendered layer by layer, revealing a magnificent yet entangled/meaningful charm.

Dense raindrops fell from the sky, and the gravity of the earth stretched the round raindrops into thin raindrops, like a natural curtain, connecting the sky and the ground. The rich ink slowly penetrated with the raindrops, gradually dyeing the earth into a dark gray that was faint.

The misty water vapor slowly spread among the raindrops, hiding the distant scenery behind the thick fog, as if the whole city had disappeared. The residential buildings and green parks in the distance, and the campus teaching buildings nearby were like mysterious fairylands, and they were not able to see them. Even the end of the straight road was surging with shallow fog, shrinking its vision to within a radius of thirty yards.

The heavy rain almost gave the illusion that a big hole had been broken in the sky, and all the raindrops fell down like waterfalls without any obstacles.

Emma Stone held her knees tightly and looked at the sudden heavy rain in front of her with annoyance. The streets in front of her had already begun to accumulate water, and it was impossible to move forward. She looked back at the convenience store behind her and breathed a light breath, at least she didn't have to worry about hunger.

He looked at the rain screen in front of him again, as if there was no space at all, and then Emma saw the red spot.

In these layers of rain, a bright red umbrella was slowly moving forward. The surging colors were burning like the fire of hell in the dark world. The raindrops continued to pour over the red, splashing a hazy mist. The colors that were constantly cleaned by the rain became brighter and brighter. It seemed that even the mist around was dyed with the charming red, supporting a small world, and slowly moving forward in this storm like the doomsday.

Under the umbrella, the tall and straight body was like a green pine tree, as if enough to support the whole world. The black suit pants splashed with rain outlined their slender legs like ink, and slowly moved forward firmly and calmly in the hazy ink mist, as if no matter how surging rained, it could not disrupt his pace.

Suddenly, a lightning bolt slashed down, splitting the entire sky in half, just like Moses standing by the Red Sea. The magic spell slowly pushed the unfathomable sea away. Immediately afterwards, the second and third lightning bolts slashed down one after another, and the water vapor in the air was blown away, casting the silver light, lighting up the entire gray world in an instant, giving people the illusion that time and space were hit into countless fragments. The disintegration of heavy and shock followed by the sound of thunder, and the whole world began to shake.

But in this moment of beauty, the red color was so dazzling. It slowly moved forward slowly, as if it gathered the colors of the whole world here. The bright and charming color made all the black, white and gray around it fall into static, leaving only the only red jumping. There was only one red, but it was so colorful that it was suffocating. There was only one space, but it spread endlessly between the rain and fog.

Emma couldn't help but open her mouth slightly, and watched the red slowly approaching in shock, as if she was witnessing someone breaking into London's nine- and three-quarters platform. Emma tried to see clearly the figure hidden under the umbrella, but she could only see a thick ink color, and nothing else could be seen.

The umbrella is getting closer and closer. The soft light at the door of the convenience store penetrates the stormy mist, and paints the face under the red umbrella bit by bit. The curve of the firm chin is dyed a little softer in the hazy halo. The thin lips are gently pursed, and the bright red is spreading in the water vapor. The soft curve outlines a thrilling charm, as if all the colors in the world have disappeared.

The steps closer, and then Emma suddenly crashed into an endless blue, deep and vast, the unscathed melancholy and confusion were like the golden sunshine that fell on the surface of the ocean in the early morning. Even the rain curtains all over the sky, even the world that lost its light, even the dark space, could not be blocked, bursting out a fatal attraction that was strong and fragile, retro and elegant.
Chapter completed!