It's just that Xuanyuan is a little disappointed that Xuanyuan Che's situation really doesn't seem to be temporary.

After observing for a few days, his brows furrowed heavily, he glanced at Xuanyuan Lin in the room, sighed, and left directly.

Xuanyuan Che knew that he had disappointed the old man, and he was temporarily safe.

It's just that when he woke up, he found that it had been many days since his accident, so he should have been out of touch for a long time, right?

I don't know if Bei Mingmo knows that something happened to him, and if Gong Lingye can find out the situation here?

At this moment, his cheap brothers and sisters are not there, but there is a mobile phone lying on the hand table next to him.

Xuanyuan Che picked it up and found that the phone was not locked.

He opened the call interface and pressed a few numbers.

In the monitoring room, Xuanyuan Lin chewed gum, stared at the screen with a sneer, put away his cynicism and signature smile, and there was a bit of murderous aura in his eyes.

He zoomed in on the screen, and suddenly, the number that Xuanyuan Che pressed was displayed on it.

“1，2，3，4，5，6，7？”

He repeated: "What the hell?"

Then, seeing Xuanyuan Che, he deleted the string of numbers again, and then dialed three numbers on it: 185.

After that, he didn't seem to know what number to type, just stared at the screen in pain, and finally, he hugged his head again, and the phone slipped from his hand and smashed to the ground.

Xuanyuan Lin raised his eyebrows: "Amnesia?

He looked at it for a while and saw Xuanyuan Che in a daze in the room, so he directly exited the screen and turned to leave.

At this moment, thousands of miles away.

Gong Lingye's mobile phone rang.

After listening to the call, he turned his head and rushed to Song Yidao beside him: "Ah Che is in country J, the Xuanyuan family, and there is no danger for the time being." ”

"Then I'll find a chance to tell Momo. Song Yidao: "But judging from the situation of the Shangguan family, the Xuanyuan family may also be a wolf's den." We can't help him for the time being, we just hope he can improvise!"

"Ah Che has always grown up smoothly, sometimes he seems faint, but when he encounters danger, his brain is also very vigilant. Gong Lingye said: "You tell Momo that he will be fine, give him some time, and he will find a way to contact us." ”

"Good. Song Yiren nodded.

She sent a message to Bei Mingmo, asked her to watch a movie together, and then swiped the circle of friends.

But I didn't expect that after such a brush, I also saw He Wanshuang's official account.

After getting off the mountain that day, He Wanshuang and Zhang Zixun went to his friend's city.

Kun City is not far from the Imperial City, almost three hours away.

He Wanshuang first went to the famous 'Xinyuan Studio' in China and met their editor-in-chief, Qiao He.

Qiao He had read the column written by He Wanshuang before, so he completely believed in her writing skills, and he said during the banquet: "Wanshuang, I recognize your professionalism very much, but we are going to write a travelogue in this column this time." It's different from other travelogues, which are almost all about walking around a place and writing a report about the local area. But we ask you to discover places that are meaningful, and then you can live quietly, for a week, or for a few months, and then write about the different cultures and folklore of the local area. ”

He said: "So you need to go to a lot of places, and maybe deal with all kinds of people." I've read your profile, and you mentioned that you've had depression. I'm not discriminating, of course, but I'm also thinking about whether you're up to the job. Especially, you're just a weak girl. ”

Seeing that Zhang Zixun seemed to be about to help He Wanshuang speak, Qiao He raised his hand to stop him: "Zixun, our column is very important, and we can't give up halfway, so I must make the difficulties clear to Wanshuang in advance, which is also responsible for each other's work." ”

"Editor-in-Chief Qiao, if I say now that I am competent, maybe not only do you not believe it, but even I myself am not confident. He Wanshuang looked at the middle-aged man in front of her, with a bit of determination in her eyes: "My information is lying, I don't suffer from depression, but I am still suffering from depression." ”

Hearing this, Qiao He was stunned.

However, He Wanshuang said: "That's why I need to work hard to complete this work." Because, I see it as a cure for my depression!"

Zhang Zixun looked at it in shock, after all, when he helped He Wanshuang as an agent, the girl next to him was still quiet and weak, and even very simple things, her father or Gong Lingye were helping her make the decisions.

But now......

I heard that He Wanshuang was actively treated by a psychiatrist, and the psychiatrist asked her to heal herself through life, is this how she used?

He felt some relief and hope for her.

Obviously, Qiao He was also moved by He Wanshuang's words, and he smiled: "Okay, I also took the risk of leaving this column to you to be responsible." Night Frost, I hope that by the time the column participates in the International Humanities Competition, your depression has been cured!"

"Okay, thank you, Editor-in-Chief Qiao!" He Wanshuang was really grateful to the man in front of him.

On the same day, they signed the contract.

And He Wanshuang also stayed at a hotel in Kun City.

She knew that starting tomorrow, she would embark on a new journey.

In that journey, she was alone, and she had to step out of the quagmire step by step and step through those shadows, so that people who really loved her would not worry about her anymore.

That night, He Wanshuang rarely slept soundly, but she didn't know that just across the wall from her, Lie Yuanshen stood on the balcony, looking at the balcony next door, lit a cigar, didn't smoke it, and waited for it to burn out.

The next day, He Wanshuang made her plan at the hotel.

She has to go to a lot of places, and in those unfamiliar places, naturally there will be no relatives or friends, so she must prepare her itinerary in advance.

On that day, she was busy at the computer for a long time, and finally returned to the hotel with a stack of printer paper.

On the third day, she borrowed a car from New Wish, which would be her car for the year.

On the fourth day, she bought some necessities and went to the first stop of her travelogue journey.

In the morning, Lie Yuanshen was eating breakfast in the restaurant, and saw a waiter at the door of the hotel to help He Wanshuang put his luggage in the trunk.

He was shocked, quickly put down the dishes, and immediately chased out.

He has always been conspicuous, but in order to 'stalk' her, he wears a low-key black sweatshirt, a hat with a low brim, covering most of his face, and a pair of sunglasses, which are almost unrecognizable if you don't look seriously.

In order to avoid He Wanshuang from missing it, he carried a bag almost at any time when he came out this time, so when he saw that she was leaving, he immediately got into his car with his backpack.

So, he followed her, through the hustle and bustle of the morning rush hour in Kun City, into the quiet mountain road, and then, to a strange town that he had never seen before.