The plane gradually descended. Through the dusty portholes, one could see the large red-brick and white-walled bungalows spread out along the coastline. Viewed from a high place, the rows of yellow and white huts were staggered, like children's forgotten houses after playing.
Building blocks, stacked in disorder, slowly extend from the bottom of the eyes to the gentle hills in the distance.
On one side is the yellow and dusty city, and on the other side is the heart-stoppingly blue sea under the sun. It is very similar to Yin Chuyu's state of mind at this time. He thought it was withered, but he still harbored a trace of uneasy hope.
Waking up from her dream, with wet hair on her head, the woman seemed unable to let go of everything she had just dreamed about. Her emotions were up and down like flying on a plane, and the discomfort she would bring to her every time she landed was hidden in the depths of her memory.
Her heart was also lifted to a high place. She stood up and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
Eason Chan's song comes to mind: I came to your city and walked the way you came. Boeing 747s floating in the sky, huge billboards parked on the passing tarmac. The suburbs under the sun, familiar scenery.
"I came from Lishui, Zhuji. On the way, I thought you had passed by this place. Even when I could see the city of Wenzhou from the boat, I thought you were there. The city of Wenzhou was like a pearl shining brightly."
Yin Chuyu guessed that Zhang Ailing went to find Hu Lancheng alone, and she probably had the same funny mood, with some expectations, some daydreams, and some hesitations.
Yin Chuyu thought about dragging her luggage out of the airport reception hall, and the warm and humid air hit her face. It was still a cold spring before arriving, but here it is a hot and humid summer.
It should be three o'clock in the morning in Beijing, but it is five o'clock in the afternoon here. Opposite latitude, opposite season, and opposite time. It turns out that it is such an upside-down world.
The memories that kept pouring out of her mind made Yin Chuyu lose her mind while holding the water glass. The water dripped out along the rim of the glass and landed on her feet drop by drop. The biting cold instantly made her regain consciousness.
But she was already blocked in the corner. She held a dagger with a cold light in her hand, pointing it at an invisible position, but there was no movement. That was her throat.
The water droplets were still coming out, gurgling, gurgling, pattering on the ground, crisp and clear with an obvious sense of rhythm. Even though the surroundings were so quiet, Yin Chuyu still didn't notice the arrival of the stranger.
She began to recall whether what she had done was too strange. Just as her brows shrank into a ball, her throat was directly grazed by the other party's dagger!
"Cough cough cough...! Cough cough cough...!" Yin Chuyu suddenly jumped up from the bed and coughed non-stop. It was now half past two in the middle of the night. There was still obvious pain in her throat. She touched her neck and felt lucky.
This is all just a dream.
The subconscious is like the interpretation of Freud's dreams, which reminds people of the dark rainy night on Shutter Island. Although Yin Chuyu does not believe in evil, he still firmly believes in this.
This, I'm afraid something is going to happen...
Ye Wen followed the large team to this ancient house. The windows were wrapped in dense vines, making it airtight. The tall trees around it were unusually tall and straight, like guardian angels that had been there for hundreds of years. It was eerie and terrifying.
The man who picked him up at the airport was wearing a "bouquet necklace" that symbolized the local culture. The dense yellow flowers were woven together to form a strong Southeast Asian style. Together with the island clothes he was wearing and the unintelligible words in his mouth,
Dialects and exotic customs come to mind.
"We have really arrived in Thailand..." Ye Wen frowned, as if she still had doubts about this strange place in her heart, and a crisis of trust gradually appeared.
They boarded a dusty and dilapidated van. When Ye Wen first got in, she thought she had been tricked by a trafficker, but when she saw their expressions, they looked nonchalant and seemed to have a sense of concern for the people in the same car.
Disdainful.
It's really weird...
Everyone lined up and got out of the car one by one, and parked in front of this villa thousands of miles away from the city center. It was really an abandoned piece of land deep in the mountains. It was reclaimed by unknown and thoughtful people, and it must be doing something terrible.
People's deeds.
Ye Wen was a little scared and retreated, but unfortunately she didn't have the money to look back. She walked quietly to her mother at the door. Although she dressed like an authentic Thai, she couldn't understand the language used in communication at all.
The way she looked at her was completely unfamiliar. She didn't stop or look at each other. She was still greeting the others.
"Is this my father's business?"
"Yes!"
"It doesn't look good..."
"Hmph, little girl...what is a bad business? As long as it can make money, your seemingly charitable father can do anything..."
"Then can I get good treatment...here...?" Ye Wen looked around with frightened eyes, carefully looking at this "future home".
The mother looked at the girl's reaction and her baby skin that was as white as cream due to her pampering. Her words and deeds all contained a disgusting young lady style, and she also had too wonderful assumptions about the future.
But all this had to stop with the bankruptcy a few weeks ago. "I never thought that your beastly father was actually a banker?!" interrupted the other thoughts of the girl in front of him, "I have already bought this place.
, has nothing to do with you... I can see through your clothes that you are thinking of committing suicide just like those little bitches who don't want to live...!"
"Based on this, you can only live a hard life..."
Mother's words hurt Ye Wen's heart, which was as transparent as the sky and could not see a trace of dirt.
A few days ago, she was kidnapped by unknown people and taken to a bar for unknown teasing and teasing. The feeling of the beer soaked in ice cubes poured on her naked skin was simply worse than the temperature of the northernmost Arctic.
Be cold.
She seemed to have seen the light that only belonged to the North Pole on that sunny summer day, and fell abruptly on the zebra crossing at the traffic light on the side of the road.
"Wenwen, no matter what, you will follow me to Japan first..." Ye Wen, who was in a coma, heard a familiar voice, but her breathing became more and more rapid.
Acting too hastily will only make people more negative.
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Hu Kai sat at the table and took out the mask hidden in the cabinet. It was said to be a personal belonging of his uncle. He did not expect that his uncle also had such a hobby.
After wearing it, he realized that it was so much fun to command so many people to oppress others. He gradually fell in love with that thing - power...
It's just that although they are relatives, there are still too many differences. This mask was abandoned after my uncle became the new head of the company, but it was secretly collected by myself to commemorate that fascinating memory, including the one that made people look at each other.
An unforgettable beauty.
This is why Yu Yifei's incarnation can only become her shadow...