Winter in the north comes earlier than in the south, and Rose spends most of her time in the south dealing with business since graduation, rarely returning to the manor, and she comes back the most often in the year of Leah's accident.

Usually this side is left to Buck to take care of, but in the past six months, as Leah and Buck get acquainted, Rose discovers that there is a mysterious tacit understanding between the two of them.

There are some things that Leah can understand without saying Buck, and there are some things that Leah will do for her without having to do it.

Seeing that Leah has Buck by her side, she also started her previous plan, in the eyes of Rose, she doesn't care about her own life, let alone the lives of others, especially the enemy's.

Before December, she went to Lushan Pavilion to arrange the nearest affairs in the north.

The lake in front of Lushan Pavilion is frozen, and the unstable weather makes the lake crack, and from a distance, it looks like a snow-white stone road.

"Montenegro, how are you doing?" Rose suddenly looked at the co-pilot's Black Mountain.

"Miss Xie cares, I have recently contacted a few former comrades-in-arms, and I heard that they are also about the time to retire, I wonder if you still need manpower on your side, Miss?"

"Yes, especially with the people you and Buck recommended, I've always trusted. You can rest assured that you can recruit it, you don't have to worry about the cost and other issues, we can still pay for the current number of people. ”

"Thank you, Miss Elena, I wonder how long you will come back from this trip to the Southland?"

"It's not going to take long to sweep up the garbage this time, don't worry, but there's something else going on in the south. What's life like here? Are you happy with the nearest aunt? ”

The housekeeper of Lushan Pavilion was arranged by Rose, and the previous aunt had some health problems due to her age, and this one was recently recommended by the previous one.

"Very good, Miss is very thoughtful every time she looks for someone."

Entering the Lushan Pavilion, looking at the green pines on the top of the mountain, the top of the tree is covered with layers of snow.

"It's winter again, time flies so fast."

"Does Miss still think of that person?"

"Of course, the guy who would build a snowman with me on knee-high days in heavy snow is gone." Rose looked out the window and said, feeling a little more jealous of some people.

The Lushan Pavilion is still the same, and the newly paved sheepskin floor is very comfortable, and it seems that her classmate's taste in design is really unmatched.

Kneeling indoors and looking at the snow outside the floor-to-ceiling window, November, ten years, he walked for ten years.

"Montenegro, I want to have tea."

"That's for you." Whenever Rose wanted tea, Montenegro knew what she really meant.

The dark tea knife is held in the hand, and the ink-colored pattern like water waves embellishes the blade with a treacherous beauty.

"Montenegro, have you heard of a famous magical story? It's called "A Song of Ice and Fire". ”

"We've seen the show."

"Remember the incomparable Valyrian steel weapons inside? In fact, it is the Damascus steel of the real world. ”

"Yes."

"The man told me the story in it, and when I heard the name of the book, I laughed at his naivety, and then he left, and I started reading it, and I realized that it was a rare good story."

"Is it because of the tea knife you chose in that book?"

"No, the teaknife is a coincidence. It's just that I've heard a person praise it when I'm young and vain, so every time I think of that person, I use a tea knife. You see! Rose said, holding up the tea knife, "I love the pattern on it." ”

After leaving the Lushan Pavilion, Rose drove along the road behind the mountain, through a forest, to the checkpoint she was familiar with.

"Good trip!" The other party looked at her ID and smiled, the boy had a handsome southern face.

"Lend you good words."

The further south you go, the more pronounced the temperature change becomes, and it is clear that it is not far away, but this change is reflected in precipitation and vegetation.

There was no snow in the south, and the air was mixed with a violent dry cold.

The Neelin's cocktail party is scheduled for December 2nd, at the Mandu Hotel.

Rose drove the car to the door of a neighborhood warehouse, bought a pack of cigarettes in the store, and at the same time took what someone else had left here, a key card for the Mandu Hotel.

When I returned to my room at the Mandu Hotel and looked at the city in front of me, I had an inexplicable feeling that she was here with so many identities that sometimes I didn't know which one to show myself.

From the window of the hotel, you can see the hill where you have lived for more than ten years, and on the hill you are buried your childhood.

Sometimes Rose thinks that maybe her affection for her grandfather is not a kind of affection, but a kind of dependence and admiration. At that time, she was the only one in her life, and her grandfather brought her a completely different childhood.

Her sense of security comes from the steady pace of the horse and the fast swing of the knife. Her joy comes from running faster than ever and her fists stronger than before.

When she met Leah and Ivan, she didn't understand how those squeamish people had survived.

I had seen my mother, the woman who would cry at the sight of herself, and her tears often made Rose panic.

Initially, in her world, all expressions of emotions that have nothing to do with anger are indifferent. She is indifferent when others are laughing, she is indifferent when others are crying, she is indifferent when others are sad, and she is indifferent when others are afraid.

Grandfather left a poem for himself before he died, saying that he wanted the rose to burn it for him, but in fact, Rose knew that he wanted Rose to bring that poem to his father, because that was his grandfather's life.

Tang Yin's "Dying Poem": Born in the yang world and has an end, why not die and return to the underworld?

The yang and the earth are similar, only when they drift in a foreign land.

At that time, Rose didn't understand the meaning of the poem very well, but as she grew older and had more experience, whenever she remembered this poem, it was a different feeling.

It would be nice if the good guys and the bad guys didn't really go to the same place when they died.

Rose thought, she felt that it was time for her to go out, tomorrow was the drinking party, and the plan had to be carried out step by step.

She went to the top floor, then to the front desk, walked through her floor once, and finally went down to the underground parking lot.

The monitoring and blind spots of these places, she remembered in her mind. On the way downstairs, she deliberately rummaged through her bag and dropped a bracelet.

In the afternoon, she approached the hotel manager and asked to see the surveillance, and the hotel manager asked that she must call the police to check, so she called the local police station.

Through the surveillance inside the security room, it was found that her bracelet had fallen on the corner of the stairs. The hotel manager wiped the bracelet and sent it to the room respectfully, and she also ordered fruits and desserts for the hotel manager, waiter and others, as well as two police officers.

When everyone left the room full of joy, she was in a very happy mood.

The next day Rose slept profusely, until the next day the hustle and bustle downstairs woke her from her dream, and she knew that the show was about to begin.

Getting up, twisting her neck, the map of the hotel resurfaced in her mind, where she could do something, whether there was surveillance or not, she remembered it clearly.

Get up, open a bottle of champagne, sniff the bubbles rising in the glass, and smile softly at the corners of your mouth.