It's July, and the weather is warm, with the salty sea breeze of summer, blowing in every little corner of nature.

10,000 feet of sea, as far as the eye can see, there are huge ships sailing, bringing up bursts of waves.

A mystical island with luxury villas perched high on a hill in the heart of the island.

In the room on the third floor, the curtains of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows swayed, and the air was filled with the fresh fragrance of flowers, which was the fruit of Qiao Renran's labor early in the morning.

Vases, tables, floors, and even walls were filled with flowers.

Qiao Renran's plain white and smooth facial features are delicate and beautiful, at this moment she is holding her eyebrows, the bridge of her nose is straight, her red and full lips are gently pursed, wearing a simple white floral dress, sitting in front of the piano stand, her fingertips lingering on the piano keys, and playing Beethoven's classic "Symphony of Destiny" with great devotion.

As an "unusual" piano scholar, she was required to play it once a day at the most basic level.

When I asked why, I replied that everyone who learns piano knows it.

Hell, it's going to ask a beginner piano who hasn't even passed the first level to play it again?

I can't remember how many times I've felt this way, but I vaguely feel that I have an inexplicable familiarity with the piano, which makes her can't help but want to get closer to it and grasp the joy it brings her.

However, the maids who had been working in the villa for a long time had already said that she was a beginner in the piano and had come to the island to study.

However, how did she, a "weak woman", find this bare, bird-free island?

By plane?

No, although she now lives in a high-end and high-end building like a villa, and is surrounded by maids, she looks like a rich lady, but obviously, they don't listen to her a lot of the time.

She told them to go west, and they would definitely go against their will and run east.

Therefore, she naturally could not be the hostess of this super-large villa.

Thinking that every day they would report her situation to the man on the phone, Qiao Renran felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

This kind of life is like being locked up in prison, with a pair of eyes silently observing you in the dark.

In the past few days since Qiao Renran woke up, it was not that he had not thought about escaping.

But in this barren mountains and mountains, going out is also a dead end, she has no communication tools and no money, and she can talk only by relying on a mouth.

It is difficult to protect oneself when encountering wild beasts or something, and I heard that a giant python appeared at the bottom of the mountain a while ago.

Qiao Renran's schedule was quite regular, probably because she was bored, she went to the oversized bed in the room, closed her eyes, and soon she fell asleep.

In the dream, in front of an intimate high-end apartment, there was a crowd of people, including reporters and people who came to see the joke.

Someone was shouting: "Chu Mingtian, I underestimate you, I still regard you as my favorite idol." As a role model in my mind, I am so disappointed that you would do such a dirty and nasty thing!!"

"Chu Mingtian, you have the ability to be a chicken, but you don't have the ability to admit it? Kind of you're coming out!!"

"Cut, as a movie queen, I really don't have any self-knowledge at all! This kind of person will be ruined sooner or later! The one I hate the most is this kind of person who destroys other people's families, it's so disgusting!"

"As soon as I think of my former cold goddess as a junior, lying naked on someone else's husband's bed with him, I vomit ——— I will vomit out my food."

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The faces of the people in the dream became more and more distorted and weird, with a cruel smile on the corners of their mouths, and Qiao Renran, who was sleeping, became more and more pale, his eyebrows were furrowed, and he clutched the sheet tightly, but he didn't make a sound.

In a daze, I only felt that the door was gently pushed open, and someone walked in, standing on the edge of the bed and looking down at her, Xu stayed for a long time, and the unique aura of that person has been shrouded in the surroundings.

There was a cold touch on the center of his eyebrows, as if he was gently caressing by the man's slender and white fingertips, and his voice was also gentle, and it was particularly charming in the cold: "Another nightmare?" ”

After not hearing her reply for a long time, he smoothed her long, black and silky curls, as if muttering to himself, "You have to go through something to grow up." ”