Qingyuan Mountain is located in the northwest corner of the city.

Although the location is remote, there is no subway, no port, far from the airport, and even the nearest commercial town is a thirty-minute drive away.

If you walk, it can take half a day.

However, the mountains here are not high, but the forests are deep and the water is clear, the air is fresh, and several small natural lakes dot the deep mountains and dense forests, and there are some winding paths between each lake.

Every spring, wildflowers are in full bloom, the mountain breeze is gusting, the fragrance of flowers hits people, and there are colorful butterflies fluttering and dragonflies circling.

Beauty is beautiful, but modern urbanites don't like to live here.

However, the world is so big, and there are so many living beings.

Each is different.

What you think is hell, or what you think is heaven in the eyes of others.

Tang Mingyuan is such a strange guy in the eyes of everyone.

Of course, compared to those ordinary weirdos, Tang Mingyuan is rich.

The kind of rich who have a lot of money.

It is said that he himself forgot the numbers of his properties in the city, and hired a special staff member to collect the rent every month, report the numbers to him once a month, and then transfer the rent into his bank account.

That is, he is not short of money.

There is no shortage of people either.

With his net worth and popularity, there are so many warblers and swallows and flowers around him that he is annoyed.

That's why he likes to hide in the mountains.

Off the beaten track, in a place where no one can easily find him.

Qingyuan Mountain is such a place.

Stay away from the fireworks of the world.

No one wants to come here and bother.

Because there is only one easy road to the world beyond the mountain.

There is no cement pouring.

Sunny like a knife.

Rainy days into a river.

And whether it's sunny or rainy, if you're not careful, your car will be wrecked and people will die.

But Tang Mingyuan was not afraid.

Especially not afraid of death.

Many years ago, he spent a lot of money to buy a lake in this primeval forest through various connections, and then built a villa by the lake.

The villa is made of pure wood.

It's not big.

Simple and fresh.

In line with his usual residential aesthetics.

In particular, there is no telephone in this house, there is no broadband, and even he has no habit of using mobile phones.

For a twenty-first-century urban man, his life is a bit primitive.

Slash-and-burn.

Ru Mao drinks blood.

Yes, he also grows his own vegetables.

Got a big dog.

Dependently accompanied.

As the most talented and individual existence in the sixth generation of directors in this country, he shined in the field of commercial films in his early years, earning enough fame and silver, and then he began to focus on his dream and shoot literary films.

Unexpectedly, his literary films also immediately caused huge repercussions in the world, and he used to only make one commercial film a year.

Now he makes a literary film every three years.

After the release of the nearest literary film "Black River", the response exploded, and it has been in the top ten of the high score list on major film review websites and forums, and the score has been rising since its release.

And in that year, it won the highest honor of the three major European film festivals.

The trophy is soft.

The praise is overwhelming and breathtaking.

It's a strange spectacle.

No one can figure it out.

Now, two years have passed since the release of "Black River".

The outside world has speculated that director Tang Mingyuan should be about to go out of the mountain again.

Countless fans are looking forward to it.

However, there is no news about Tang Mingyuan's new film in the media, and even his previous cooperation team and brokerage company are all silent.

Everything is calm.

Everyone speculates that Director Tang may still be in retreat.

"Oh, little bee, you're going to get better soon. ”

But if those fans and media people knew that Tang Mingyuan was talking to himself with a huge dog with pure black hair at this moment, I am afraid that he would be heartbroken, right?

For Tang Mingyuan, even if the world explodes, even if the universe turns into ashes, what he cares about most now is his little bee.

It is said to be a little bee, but in fact this black dog is a Newfoundland giant dog.

It was a pet dog that he spent a lot of money to buy back from Europe.

I've been with him for fifteen years.

The little bee has always been strong and healthy, and it can be regarded as a behemoth among the precious dog breeds.

However, he is particularly docile and extremely well-behaved.

He especially understands people's minds.

In Tang Mingyuan's heart, the little bee is his son.

But now, his son is dying.

Injections and medicines have no effect.

The doctor said that the baby bees are getting older and are gradually aging naturally.

And aging is an irreversible process, just like people.

"Woo-woo-woo-"

The little bee raised her head with difficulty and blinked her eyes hard.

He is its owner.

It is the love of its loyalty.

But, now, it knew, it was leaving him.

Will never come back.

"Little bee, do you know, how much I love you, how reluctant I am to you, if I can, I am willing to use my life to exchange your life for more than ten years. ”

A tear slipped down his cheek from the corner of Tang Mingyuan's eyes and fell onto the little bee's face.

There was also a clear tear in the eye of the little bee.

"If you really can't bear the little bee, I can help it stay with you for another ten years. ”

A voice suddenly sounded from behind Tang Mingyuan.

"Who are you?"

Tang Mingyuan turned back in horror.

He saw a young man with a slender figure and a clean and handsome face.

He was a little taken aback.

Although his villa is built deep in the mountains and dense forests, the security measures are still sufficient, with walls, iron gates, passwords and cameras.

It's not easy for outsiders to get into.

However, the young man in front of him came in, and he was silent, and even his dog didn't make a sound just now.

It's weird.

"Hello, Mr. Tang, my name is Jiang Bai. ”

The young man who came was Jiang Bai.

Today, he wears a pure white casual shirt on the upper body, a pair of sky-blue casual jeans on the lower body, and white shoes.

Although he had walked a long mountain road, his clothes and shoes were as clean as new.

"Do we have an appointment?"

Tang Mingyuan asked.

"No, I beg your pardon. ”

Jiang Bai looked apologetic.

"You're looking for me?"

Tang Mingyuan saw this young man's thoughts from Jiang Bai's eyes.

"Yes. ”

Jiang Bai admitted.

"But I'm not in the mood to talk to people right now. My little bee is dying. ”

Tang Mingyuan looked sad, he didn't care about being angry with Jiang Bai.

"Mr. Tang, the little bee has a natural death in its body, and if my guess is correct, it should not survive tonight. ”

Jiang Bai glanced at the little bee and knew the general situation.

"Yes. ”

Of course, Tang Mingyuan knew that in the afternoon, he had just sent away the pet doctor who had been specially invited from the city, and that was the top expert in the industry.

But there was nothing he could do about it.

"I can revive the little bee and let him live for another ten years. ”

Jiang Bai's voice was confident.

"Didn't you say that the death of the little bee is an irreversible process?"

Tang Mingyuan remembered what Jiang Bai had said.

"Yes, that's a natural process, but I now have a way to give the little bee a life. ”

Jiang Bai looked at Tang Mingyuan and tried to make him believe his words.

"How can I trust you?"

Under normal circumstances, Tang Mingyuan would feel that the person who said such things must be a liar, but at the moment, he didn't have the time and mind to think about it, but there was a 1 in 10,000 chance in the mortal world to save the little bee, and he had to try.

Compared to the life of the little bee, money is not worth mentioning.

"Time will tell. ”

Jiang Bai smiled slightly.

"What is the price I have to pay?"

Tang Mingyuan looked at Jiang Bai's eyes, he wanted to see the calculation in the young man's heart.