(a)

Kenny knows me. His observations and understandings were correct.

- I was indeed looking for something I had lost in the ruins and ruins around the world.

I'm looking for planes from the past where there are still clues, looking for planes where you once existed.

I'm looking for planes where we once existed.

I'm looking for planes where we can meet again.

This is how I flew on my father's private jet, my father's private ship, constantly searching the world for our own time and space.

It's not unlike one of my previous lives, when I was an idealist who was keen to travel and explore the map of a game.

It was during these constant travels that I gradually perfected my memories of the lives of the generations before I was born.

In my many travels, I have met many people who have the same motivations and decisions as me.

I often see people traveling in search of a time and space that is more suitable for their own lives.

It convinced me that I wasn't the only one experiencing this kind of problem, and that I wasn't absolutely alone as I thought I was.

In order to express my understanding and support for this behavior, my first investment after entering the business field was to launch NCTRAVELLER, the world's top authoritative high-end travel magazine.

It has grown 3.8 million loyal readers worldwide. The average annual income per reader is more than $12 million.

Since its establishment, it has been deeply loved by this readership, and has later developed into an electronic navigation version, a mobile APP version, a virtual reality interactive version, and a virtual reality game version.

It has existed for more than 280 years, guiding countless people who have lost their way in the chaos of time and space.

(b)

I've never told anyone that I've had deep past life memories of you since I was a child.

I know that we will meet again in this life at a certain time and in a certain space, although I don't know how that will happen now.

I miss you. I remember that you used to be my brother, and you used to be my teacher, and you were my first love for many lifetimes, and we were husband and wife.

Regardless of who we are, we are always emotionally and spiritually dependent.

You have always been my guide and my spiritual mentor.

I know that your memories are among the ruins of some ancient ruins in East Asia. As soon as I am there, those old memories will be triggered, and all the details will become clear.

I believe that if I can remember all the past clearly, I will know how we will meet in this life. At the very least, it will speed up our re-encounter.

Like a long-drought plant longing for rain, I yearn for that moment to come.

(c)

At the age of 22, when I was 22 years old, I was able to visit the Mars Temple, a monument that I had been fascinated by since I was a child, in the Conferali region of East Asia.

In Eastern languages, its name is: Temple of the God of War of Gino.

The temple was built about 1,200 years ago during the chaotic war years.

At that time, wars were raging almost everywhere in the Conferali region of East Asia.

Scholars from all over the world have always held different opinions on these questions, such as which side of the war was built by this temple and which gods it worships and commemorates.

One of the more dominant theories was coined by a young East Asian female writer and historian about 80 years ago.

Through very detailed research, she put forward a lot of strong evidence, showing that this is a temple established by the Han people at that time, and the god of war enshrined in it, Jino, is an ancient Han military general who led the Han people to successfully resist the invasion of the Beji people at that time. Before he died at the age of 27, this general made great achievements for the survival of the Han nation, thus winning the heartfelt support of the Han people at that time. When he was killed, Hermes-Epitek built temples to commemorate his deeds and continue to be blessed with his fame.

The original Mars temple was not actually one, but many scattered all over the place. The statues of Mars inside have different postures and different faces.

After several battles, only the largest of them remained, and the one I am currently standing in is left.

As soon as I walked into this temple, I knew that this was not where you used to be, and it wasn't where I myself used to stay and work.

There was an unfamiliar smell in the air, and there was no warmth or intimacy.

After inquiry, sure enough, this is no longer the original God of War Temple, this is just a tourist scene that was later rebuilt at the location of the original God of War Temple in order to promote tourism. However, in this newly built temple, some parts from the ancient temple of the god of war were used, such as some wooden beams, some door knockers, some sculptures, and some frescoes.

I saw those preserved frescoes in the back corridor of the temple.

These frescoes are said to have been discovered by the East Asian writer at a young age in the ruins of the Temple of War, who intuitively discovered that something unknown was hidden behind the temple's filthy and dilapidated walls. Thanks to her efforts, the parties finally obtained enough funds, technical equipment and manpower to clear and decipher the walls. The result was the 12 famous murals on the wall that were often included in East Asian history textbooks.

The mural depicts the legendary Battle of Girimi, confirming that the legend is true history.

More importantly, it shows for the first time the true face of the young general, who is said to be the god of war, as a mortal.

The female writer was personally involved in the process of arranging and presenting the frescoes, and documented this important archaeological moment throughout the process.

The local officials and local business celebrities who accompanied me on my tour of the temple enthusiastically told me about all the past.

I nodded my head as I looked at your face on the mural as they spoke in their gushing words.

They also showed me a small new showroom in the temple, where I saw photographs of the authoress and her major writings and op-eds during her life, and her original photographic report on the discovery. I saw that her resume reads: "On her 77th birthday, she went alone to the wilderness to search for historical sites, and never knew what happened to her." ”

That is the end of an idealistic life.

They don't know that the former female writer and historian is actually the former Esabelle Chen.

I came here both times for the same purpose.

I'm here to find out if Gino, the god of war, is you.

I'm here to see what you really were like in the past.

I want to see if your true face is the man on the verge of death that Idealism once saw in the Blackwater River.

I want to see if your true face is the same ancient general I have dreamed of countless times in my dreams, riding a horse like a heavenly horse.

When I saw the mottled and peeling frescoes, I got the answer I was looking for.

I thank God in my heart: Dear You, I have finally found you again!

(iv)

I did an album in my travel magazine about the Mars temple in the Congellari area.

For the first time, I printed 36 million copies of this issue and sold it at a special price on every e-book sales platform I could use.

I came up with a very plausible reason for this strange behavior: the album features more than 100 photographs I took myself, as well as my own story of the legend of the temple.

I also found a lot of celebrities and flew them to this temple to take pictures.

I also asked a lot of celebrities and famous artists in politics and business circles to evaluate this issue of the magazine.

I put a lot of commercials on TV and the Internet to promote this album.

The album was an unprecedented success. 36 million color plates were sold out, and the sales volume of the electronic version was even more amazing, breaking the record for the highest sales of a single issue in the history of an electronic magazine!

As a result of the album's promotion, the magazine's long-term subscriptions, both online and offline, doubled.

The magazine surpassed all travel publications in one fell swoop to become the world's leading authoritative publication.

The magazine's stock price also rose more than 840 times that year from when it first went public.

With this achievement, I have strengthened my position in my father's business empire and become a rising star in the business world, and my position as a director has changed from an honorary position to a real position with a lot of voice and decision-making power.

My father began to nurture me as his official successor.

(5)

Although the magazine album was a huge success and had a wide impact, I felt deeply lonely inside.

Because, the response I wanted to wait for was always lost, and there was no news.

The reason why I want to promote this album with great fanfare is not as people think, is to break out of the way, blow up a commercial upset, and hype up the popularity of the magazine.

My only purpose is to send a clear signal to you who are separated in the vast space and time.

If you've come into this world, if you still have memories of your past life, if you're looking for me, then, as soon as you see this album, you can understand that it's my signal to you: Honey, I'm here. Where are you?

I look forward to hearing my call.

While the whole world is talking about the unprecedented success of this album, I hope you have heard some of the temple messages and brought back familiar memories from them.

I left contact information in magazines and in all my ads, calling for more legends and stories about the temple.

I'm waiting for you to contact me.

But in the thousands of reader emails that are flooded in, there is no particular information that I want to see.

The world is like a pool of stagnant water, keeping the silence of a Jurassic wasteland.

At that time, there were already more than 10 billion people on the planet. With a circulation of 36 million, only a small part of it can be covered.

As time passed, my hopes turned from eagerness to indifference.

I didn't wait for your reply.

- It seems that our meeting is still in the distant future.

You are not yet in the field of my life.

However, it doesn't matter. No matter how long it takes, I'll wait for you.

Just like countless past lives, I waited for you, I will always miss you, waiting for us to meet again after parting.