Needless to say, Shang Yang's eyes have already appeared.

He was stunned by the scene in front of him for an instant, and saw a group of buildings in front of him with brilliant lights, exuding brilliant light in the dark night, with different shapes and uniform colors, more similar to European-style buildings, the number of floors is not high, generally about four or five floors, there are lookouts, pseudo-city walls, garden-like castles, and palace-like hotels.

The distance is about two hundred meters.

It is very clear.

All the buildings are in a circle, like stars and moons, and in the center is the tallest building of the whole complex, but it is only ten floors, and the whole body is made of steel and glass, and the surface is shimmering with patterns.

It is a rose tens of meters long.

Shang Yang slowly stopped the car in shock, only to find that this is a viewing platform, in front of which is a stone pile dozens of centimeters high, and the stone pile is connected by an iron chain, and then take a step forward after crossing the iron chain, it is a cliff, about thirty meters or so, and below the cliff is the water area introduced by Mr. Zhang.

It is no surprise that this is a tourist attraction built by Zhou Tengyun with an investment of 320 million.

Shang Yang was still a little confused in his mind, because Tang Youyou said just now that this is the kingdom built by Zhou Tengyun for her, no one dares to deny the magnificence here, if it is just to take a photo, no one would have imagined that it will be the night silence of a tourist attraction in a third-tier small city, and most people will say that Hong Kong, Macao and other cities with prosperous nightlife.

"Built for Her"

It's a big deal.

Shang Yang used to know that the big names were full of pride, and they were more able to do things for women that others would not dare to imagine, such as Napoleon would write love letters to his wife, and he was never stingy with words such as love and tears, such as the one surnamed Jiang who made Nanjing full of pain, and another example of a rich man in China who built a castle for his wife to move mountains.

Spend a lot of money and change the face of a place at every turn.

It's really a real man's doing.

"It was here that we first met"

Tang Youyou spoke slowly, and while talking, he pushed the car door and walked down.

Shang Yang thought about it, and also pushed the car door, the moment he got out of the car, he felt the cold and chill of the fan, the temperature should only be a few degrees, and the wind was also five or six levels, whistling on his ears, there was the swaying of dense woods behind him, and he could hear the huge waves hitting and crashing on the shore under his feet.

The cold wind pierced the bone marrow in an instant, and the whole body cooled down.

Tang Youyou stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the buildings in the distance, the big gap in the knitted sweater and the shirt inside could not play a role in resisting the cold wind at all, she was blown very cold, hugged her shoulders, looked shrunk into a ball, her hair was blown fluttering, very messy.

"I was going to jump here that day, and I ended my life, and it was he who came up from behind me and told me that everyone is not comfortable living, and there is a difficult time, just carry it"

Shang Yang stood firm half a step behind, thought about it, and still didn't take off his coat and put it on her.

Why come here

Why listen to her say this

Why don't you go back yet

It's all demonic.

Shang Yang knew some of her past, or heard it from Tang Jian's mouth, she was divorced by her parents and was sentenced to her mother, and her stepfather held the idea of mother and daughter, she was forced to live in school, and later ran away from home and found Tang Jian, the sister and brother depended on each other, and their lives were miserable, at least not happy.

It was reasonable to commit suicide here a few years ago, because during that time, Tang Jian engaged in online dating, was deceived of his family, ran away from home, had no parents, and was defeated by his younger brother.

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He didn't reply, because there was still a trace of reason in his heart, constantly reminding.

"Control, control, control!"

He looked back at the complex in the distance that was enough to make him jaw-dropping, in an attempt to distract him.

"If a castle were built for Li Nian one day, how majestic it would be"

"I brought a bottle of wine that day, it was a bottle of Moutai, more than seven years, the brand also used a five-star brand, and the back was marked with three major leather / life, I didn't understand, I was persuaded by him to sit there and drink with him, and later I learned that the bottle of wine at that time, can be exchanged for ten suites in Huidong City!"

Shang Yang almost didn't catch his breath, he never thought that he was a child, but some things are really beyond imagination, a bottle of wine and ten suites with the house price of Huidong City back then, I'm afraid it will be about one million, this Zhou Tengyun is really a loser, so it seems that spending hundreds of millions of dollars to see flashy buildings seems to be something he can do...

"I was drunk and was taken to the hotel by him!"

Tang Youyou's eyes became misty, as if she was recalling what had happened that night, she paused and did not speak.

I waited for a minute, but I still didn't speak.

Shang Yang continued to wait without impatience and did not take the initiative to ask.

She sighed and said: "He is a good person, the most righteous gentleman I have ever seen in this world, when I woke up, he left, sat on the sofa all night without closing his eyes, I checked my clothes to know that he was not dead, and it was only later that I learned that he came here that day and was also preparing to commit suicide..."

"The pressure of the company and the pressure of the family made him breathless, and he also wanted to commit suicide"

Shang Yang shook his head.

He also thought about suicide, but he just thought about it, and he didn't put it into action.

Looking at the sound in front of me, it matches the Haoyue hanging in the sky, complementing each other, all of them are extremely beautiful, the hand has been raised, ready to unbutton the clothes, take off the coat and put it on her, think about it, stop again, some things can't be done, the bottom line is a little lower, it doesn't mean that there is no bottom line.

No matter how beautiful things are, you can't want them if they aren't your own.

"Have you ever heard a story?"

Tang Youyou seemed to be blown cold, hugged his arms, and his arms were curled up.

"What"

Shang Yang finally spoke, trembling slightly, he was not cold, but he had a different feeling.

"Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a scholar who made an appointment with his fiancée to get married on a certain day, a certain month, and a certain day, but the scholar waited until that day, but found that his fiancée had married someone else"

Tang Youyou's voice is particularly suitable for storytelling, and any story told through her will become moving.

"Haven't heard of it"

He shook his head, always feeling that there was something else, and before he knew it, his heart had begun to beat faster.

She continued, "The scholar was so grief-stricken that he walked to a cliff and was about to commit suicide, and happened to meet a monk who was passing by, and after hearing his story, the monk took out a mirror from his bosom, and the scholar walked to the mirror, and saw that there was a vast sea inside, and there was a woman lying on the beach by the sea, and a passer-by passed by, looked at the woman, and saw that he was already out of breath, and shook his head and left."

"There was a passer-by, who stopped by and finally took off his clothes and covered her."

"A third passer-by passed by, walked cautiously, dug a hole, and buried the woman"

The monk explained to the scholar that the woman on the beach was your fiancée's previous life, and that you were the second person to pass by, and gave her a piece of clothing, and was kind to her, so she fell in love with you in this life and this life, just to repay you for a lifetime

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The one who buried her, her husband in this life..."

The voice fell.

Suddenly there was silence.

The sound of the waves, the leaves, the wind.

Only no human voice was seen.

Both of them were silent for about five minutes.

Seeing that Shang Yang still didn't speak.

Tang Youyou said again: "I always thought that Zhou Tengyun was the one who put on a dress for me, I had a relationship with him in this life, and I knew each other, just to repay his kindness to me in my previous life, and the person who was going to marry in the end... Or maybe my right one, not him!"

It was unusually certain, almost decisive.

Without the previous melancholy, it seems that he has suddenly broken free from the original shackles.

"Let's go back!"

Shang Yang suddenly spoke, not understanding why she was saying this to herself, but the bad premonition in her heart became stronger and stronger, because she almost opened her mouth just now to ask, who was the right person

Curiosity is the beginning of all the fall.

Reasonable.

Sane or madness.

There are some things that should not be said.

After he finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave.

At this moment, Tang Youyou suddenly turned around, and the lake-like eyes that emitted this misty water vapor were no longer confused, but as cold as the waves under her feet, she stared at Shang Yang deadly, a little annoyed, it was the annoyance that hatred of iron and steel.

Her eyes kept Shang Yang in place and didn't move.

Asked bluntly, "Is that you?"

In just three words, it was like the sky falling, making Shang Yang's brain buzz, the question was too straightforward, too sudden, and it was impossible for people to dodge, he felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling, even every hair was dancing, looking at the eyes in front of him, unconscious.

"Shang Yang!"

Tang Youyou suddenly became more straightforward, on the edge of the cliff in the deep mountains and old forests, he said word by word: "I will be your woman, do you dare to ask me!"

In just one sentence, time has stood still.

Shang Yang's breathing had also stagnated, he never thought that Tang Youyou would actually say this, and her eyes were so hot, so unreserved, like a moth desperate to put out a fire, even if there was a mine array and an abyss in front of her, she would break through.

The soul is trembling.

Tang Youyou said again: "I have lived too many helpless days, Zhou Teng is too elegant, he will never hug me and say, say to the power: The woman who moved me is unforgivable!"

"The woman who moved me is unforgivable!"

This was the day Tang Jian went to the villa area, when Tang Jian called Tang Youyou for help, Shang Yang grabbed the phone and said it, he almost forgot it, he didn't expect Tang Youyou to remember it so clearly, word for word.

Shang Yang became stunned.

Tang Youyou suddenly stepped forward, just opposite Shang Yang, close at hand, and the moonlight could barely make the two of them see each other's faces.

"The sexy and charming one you like, like Li Nian, right?"

Shang Yang didn't wait for a response.

Just look at her slowly raising her head, as if she was a person, she raised her hand shyly and pulled her hair back, in an instant, she leaned forward, her mouth was close to Shang Yang's ear, like a royal sister, extremely seductive, sexy, and coquettish: "Shang Yang, do you dare to ask me"

Hearing this voice, Shang Yang felt every pore spurting blood.

This voice is familiar, but it is the voice of the midnight emotional radio anchor...

"Don't let Zhou Tengyun, or the kind that Li Nian knows"

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