Just as Wuwei had a premonition, Yang Yan was indeed in danger.

After Yang Yan accompanied Wuwei back from Atlantic City, he saw Wuwei rushing into the room and ignoring her anymore, Yang Yan could bear it at first, but later found that Wuwei put all his mind on studying the Tao Te Ching, and he had no time to take care of himself, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt wronged.

A girl who is in love, who doesn't expect her loved one to accompany her every day. Who knew that Wuwei seemed to have forgotten her, in the first month, Yang Yan would come to visit Wuwei every few days, but she didn't expect Wuwei to lock herself in the room and not see anyone, which made her very sad.

Originally, Wuwei didn't mean to do this, he just unconsciously closed his door for psychological quiet. Yang Yan sees this as ignoring himself. People are like this, they always like to use their own minds to figure out others, and put their own ideas on the behavior of others.

What made Yang Yan angry was that Wuwei didn't even call her, and in a fit of anger, he went to the casino to gamble day and night, and didn't go to Wuwei's apartment to find him, and played frantically for a while, and he didn't know how much money he lost, and there was nothing left of a bank card gambling of hundreds of thousands.

A week ago, Yang Yan found out that Zhou's three-month deadline was approaching, and she thought it was time for Wuwei to end her training. Yang Yan had an idea in his heart, leave Las Vegas and find a place to hide. The psychology of girls is so strange, sometimes some inexplicable strange thoughts appear. If he doesn't come to find himself within a week, it means that he still has himself in his heart, and if he doesn't come, it means that he has no self in his heart at all, or has forgotten himself, so he will leave the casino and never see him again.

"Where to go?" Yang Yan walked back and forth in the living room, muttering to herself, her eyes fell on a magazine on the low cabinet next to her, the cover of the magazine is a photo of a mountain, the colorful rocks show colorful colors under the afterglow of the setting sun, majestic and beautiful, this is a unique landscape in the Valley of Death not far from the casino, known as the artist's palette, in this mountain rock, because it contains rich minerals such as mica and iron ore, under the erosion and oxidation of the years, Gradually, colorful patterns were formed, as if they were the masterworks of the painter's wanton swaying, and they were natural works of art.

"Yes, let's go to Death Valley!" Yang Yan said to himself in his heart.

After Yang Yan made up his mind, he immediately packed up his things, wrote a note and posted it at the door and left. Yang Yan thought that if Wuwei couldn't find it, he would definitely come to the apartment.

Yang Yan drove out of Las Vegas and drove along Highway 95 for more than two hours to reach the entrance to Death Valley.

The smiling old Indian poked his head out of the roadside hall and greeted her warmly, "Hello, pretty girl, are you going to vacation in the valley?"

"Yes, how much?" Yang Yan asked the old man with a smile.

"Ten bucks, valid for a week. ”

Yang Yan stretched out his hand and handed the old man a hundred-yuan bill, "No need to look for it." ”

"Hehe, what a generous girl, God will definitely bring good luck to you, give, please bring this. The old man said as he handed Yang Yan the ticket and the topographic map of the canyon.

"Thank you. Yang Yan thanked the old man and then started the Mercedes-Benz open car.

"Have a nice trip, pretty girl. The old man waved his hand to Yang Yan.

Yang Yan drove into the canyon in an open car, driving slowly on the narrow road in the valley, she enjoyed the strange scenery on both sides, the valley was full of yellow wildflowers, the breeze blowing, and the swaying mountain flowers were very eye-catching. The canyon is filled with undulating yellow sand dunes with peculiar sandstone ridges and coloured rocks. After driving for a while, she saw the dry salt lake and the huge volcanic crater, and the magnificent and gorgeous scenery along the way made Yang Yan intoxicated with it and made her forget the unpleasantness in her heart for a while.

After driving for a while, Yang Yan felt that the blazing sun was getting more and more scorching to his skin, and the canyon was like a huge oven, rising with a scorching heat wave. Even though there were air vents on the backrest of the saddle and the cold air blowing from her neck around her neck like a scarf, she still felt unbearably hot.

Yang Yan pressed the button on the center console, and the hard top in the rear trunk automatically stretched out, slowly closing the cab. Skin was more important than the beautiful scenery, and she didn't want her delicate skin to become as rough as a peasant woman.

The cold air blown by the air conditioner immediately turned the inside of the car into a comfortable space, and Yang Yan drove to the Flame Creek Visitor Center. She decided to stay here for a few days.

Yang Yan turned off her mobile phone, she didn't want people to find her through her phone. Thinking of Wuwei, Yang Yan didn't have the heart to play anymore, she locked herself in the room, although her eyes were looking at the TV screen, she didn't know what program was playing inside. I was secretly counting the time in my heart, wondering if Wuwei would come to find him. I couldn't get bored, so I went to the bar next to the hotel for a drink.

Yang Yan stayed in the room for three or four days, and as time passed, her heart became more and more irritable, she felt that Wuwei would not come to her, and she couldn't help but feel sad, and tears couldn't help but flow down her cheeks.

Yang Yan stood on the balcony, looking at the road leading to the outside of the canyon, hoping to see his familiar figure, and he did not look forward to the arrival of Wuwei until the sun went down.

With deep disappointment and heartache, Yang Yan did not sleep all night, and before dawn the next day, she left the hotel and drove to the depths of the canyon. The strange landscape in the valley of death looks unpredictable under the soft sunlight, the rising sun makes the path at the bottom of the valley still hide in the shadows, Yang Yan doesn't know the direction, just cares about driving forward, and has no time to look at the surrounding scenery, she just thinks in her heart why doesn't Wuwei come to find herself, can't he feel his true feelings for him at all?

Wuwei, a stupid, stupid, badass, and hateful guy, Yang Yan added all the terms he could think of to his head, run away now, and never see this self-righteous guy again.

Yang Yan unconsciously drove the car fast, and a gust of wind rolled up in the canyon, and the yellow sand flying all over the sky was raised behind the car. Those who don't know think it's a cross-country rally in the canyon. Yang Yan is worthy of being a driver who has participated in the automobile cross-country race, and he can drive the car so fast in the rugged and narrow canyon, but fortunately, the valley is sparsely populated, and there will be no traffic accidents, at most, his own car will be destroyed and killed.

I don't know how long I was racing, where I ran, in a sharp turn, Yang Yan's car finally didn't turn around, the car rushed up a slope more than ten meters high, and the front of the car hit a big rock before stopping, because the gentle slope unloaded the impact of the car, coupled with the protection of the airbag that exploded in front, Yang Yan was not injured. But the car was suspended on a slope more than ten meters high, and it could neither go up nor down.