The more free I am, the more lonely I become, and the more I miss the time when I was a child; When I was a lonely teenager, I longed for freedom the most, and the 'happy' life without noise and verbose now seems to be nothing more than a bubble in the sea, which bursts at the slightest touch.

This unchanging state of life finally changed one day, and in that place, in that house, time suddenly became a chain that constrained my life and my future, and it almost swept me into the depths of hell like a whirlpool. Thankfully, the courage my mother had told me wasn't as irrelevant to me as I thought.

In the whirlpool of weirdness and illusion, if it weren't for the actor pulling me ashore, I would hardly have had a chance to show my bravery.

To this day, I often look blankly at the hands that have held the barrel of the pen and the bottle all my life, and at that special time and place, I saved nine men and women who were about to fall into hell. I think for the rest of my life, I would think it was a dream, and my mother thought the same.

Meng Qi'er's whole person is a capital word 'cute', with long hair, round eyes, melon seed face, small fleshy nose and a pouty mouth that often wears color-changing lipstick, anyway, in addition to kawaii, it is still kawaii. The character is more willful than sweet.,There's not much inner self-cultivation.,So it's basically the first love of the boy (I'll like it at first.,Most of them will get tired of her after a long time.)。

The fourth girl sat on top of a suitcase a little farther away, talking very little, her eyes fixed on the actions of the others. She wears a long pink-purple down jacket and black pants. The girl's name is Wen Manman, and she has a plump figure and a bumpy body. If you don't look at your face, it is estimated that the return rate will be very high.

Wen Manman has a flat face that is not very pleasing, and her nose and mouth look collapsed, but her eyes are not bad, and her eyelashes are large and long, which pulls back a lot of points for other shortcomings. She's not actually a very introverted kind of girl, but she's a little arrogant, like a plum blossom in winter, and she always gives people a feeling of reluctance to get close.

Don't think that An Ze is an archaeologist, just not, he is just a retired geography teacher, and he is not from a prestigious school, the reason why he is remembered by so many archaeologists is because of An Ze's natural language ability.

When he was young, he was a self-contained elementary school teacher, and since the age of forty, he suddenly has the ability to predict, and he has predicted through the Internet more than a dozen times that certain monuments or tombs will appear in a certain place. Only one of them was wrong, but it was only a little more than a hundred meters off.

Since then, Anze has been praised by archaeologists and journalists, and he has made a lot of money, and he has also bought a treacherous cliff villa.

However, after buying the villa, An Ze seemed to have lost his ability to speak again, and gradually fell silent, until a fire fifteen years ago burned down the side house of the treacherous villa, and An Ze was also buried in the fire.

The reason why Meng Qier was reluctant to return to the table immediately was because she wanted to finish painting a complete flower on the glass. In addition to her wayward temper, this girl has always loved to draw.

Now, on the glass surface, the large flowers of the peony have been completed, and Meng Qi'er is carefully adding branches and leaves to it.

At the moment of adding branches and leaves, the lovely girl inadvertently raised her head, it didn't matter, she saw that the big flower she had just painted had turned into a wrinkled face, and her face was still very fierce.

"Ahh Scared the hell out of me!! Meng Qi'er screamed violently, everyone turned back to look at her, and even the proprietress hurriedly leaned out of the counter.

"What's wrong with you?" The proprietress asked, apparently she hadn't noticed what caused Meng Qi'er to scream.

The proprietress also heard it, and she quickly poked her head out and said to Yun Yeyao: "It's windy and snowy outside, if you don't want to answer the phone in the back room, it doesn't matter." ”

"No... I'll be fine for a while, thank you hostess. ”

Yun Yeyao stubbornly opened the door and walked out, maybe it was a very important call, so everyone didn't say more, and continued to listen to Liu Qiaopu talk about Xie Yunmeng's heroic deeds.

Outside the door, the white snowflakes became denser and denser, and some strange sounds came from time to time on the mountain road.

In fact, it was just the music button he pressed just now, and he avoided everyone just to call Xie Yunmeng to ask about it, and he didn't tell himself about doing such a dangerous thing, Yun Yeyao was really angry.

But he couldn't show this emotion in front of the people in the room, or else the misunderstanding would be great.

Liu Hang also knew that he was in a hurry at this time, he and a few men half-hugged and half-backed and dragged his grandfather and the fainted person into a warm place, wailing loudly with a handful of snot and tears, after all, it was his grandfather, who wouldn't feel distressed like this!?

It is a sure thing that the bottom of the mountain road is blocked, and this kind of accident, all people can return safely, which is the greatest luck. The proprietress usually has a good reputation here, she beckoned all the owners and guests of the surrounding restaurants to help rescue, and the small restaurant hall was suddenly crowded.

Finally, there was no danger, one of the people in the crowd was a surgeon, and finally after he determined that no one died, only injured, and everyone was at ease.

The air conditioning in the entrance was very warm, which was a world away from the outside, and everyone's spirit relaxed a little and the mood was much better. Several young men began to talk, but they made a gesture in the eyes of the two old men, and lowered their voices.

In front of the entrance is a long corridor, poking your head out to see, both sides of the corridor are hung with picture frames, not oil paintings, but some enlarged photos, all of which look like pictures of field excavations and archaeology, and some group photos of people. It wasn't until the end of the hallway that the first door opened.

"The owner of this villa must be an archaeologist, right?" Xia Tomato whispered.

"I don't think it's like archaeologists don't usually live in such remote places, don't they have to travel all over the world? My family should live in a big city that is more convenient. I think it's like some painter or writer or architect or something like that, don't such people like to live in seclusion the most? Tao Muqing said.

Yun Yeyao was also carefully observing the furnishings in the room, and it was indeed as strange as the old man said.

The color of the floor is light blue, while the tablecloth on the table is dark blue, the walls are white, and all the furniture is beige with roses. It's no longer enough to describe this combination as unique.

And the slippers on their feet can be described as colorful, with all kinds of shapes and colors, maybe they can't make the same slippers temporarily, and the maid can't put them all together.

There are a total of three doors around this large room, each with a door number: the one on the right hand side of the door, which is the door where the maid leaves, and the door that says it leads to the guest room and the second floor.

"Really? Thank you, please have dinner when you go back! Xia Tomato was very happy to see that Wen Manman, who was usually not smiling, responded to him so positively, and immediately said in a small whisper. There was a smile on his face.

These conversations were all listened to by Yun Yeyao, who was sitting at the table next to him, and the actor only smiled slightly wryly, and did not react otherwise, he was slightly cold because of the cold weather, and the warm coffee flowing into his throat made him very comfortable.

After taking two sips, Yun Yeyao suddenly felt that something was wrong, the coffee was still as hot as if it had just been brewed, and then looked at the cups in the hands of others, although they were in the air-conditioned room, they were no longer emitting white gas.

The doubts in his heart instantly turned into some speculations, Yun Ye looked at the people in a certain position at the same table, the good-looking eyebrows first wrinkled, and then stretched out in an instant, and finally actually avoided his gaze, picked up the coffee cup and poured a big sip.

It turned out that the eldest lady of the rich family also had a lot of troubles, and everyone didn't know what words to use to comfort her, and after a few seconds of pause, Yaya said: "Our family is relatively wealthy, but I lived with my grandmother when I was a child, and I don't have much impression of my grandfather, because he passed away when I was nine months old, and my grandmother has always pulled me to grow up." My grandmother was a great person, she was already an associate professor at the university before she was thirty years old, and she also founded her own early childhood education center, which was very famous in our city. ”

"I grew up living with my grandmother at school or in an early education centre, and she was so busy that she didn't want to leave me to someone else's care, so she took me with her everywhere. I'm now in high school at the same school where my grandmother taught, and I'm graduating in a year, and I'm going to go to college because almost half of my peers there are my friends. Yaya had a proud smile on her face, which were two completely different expressions from Meng Qi'er.

Pulling back the curtains, I saw the snow outside, and the tip of the cliff had been piled up in a very thick layer, so thick that it fell down in large pieces, and I watched the white fall one after another, just as I watched the red rise many years ago.

The sun shone on the snow, dyeing her with a color I didn't like, and it reminded me of the accident many years ago, who was to blame for the tragic accident that made me miserable to this day. Do you blame the maid who was being held by me?

I think no one knows better than me whether the maid is innocent or not, but what can I do at that time? Severely reprimanding the poor woman, but my heart was trembling and bleeding, and if I hadn't said anything at that time, I think I would have fainted at once!