The Western Suburbs Lane is a well-known death lane in the city.

Because the lanes twist around the mountains, it's a prime spot for thrill-seekers.

The steep mountain wall, beaten and tilted inward, looks down on the tiny human like a giant, and the high-risk oppression creates a strong sense of stimulation visually.

It is also one of the unique scenery here.

For about a week, the mountain roads were locked down, and huge trucks kept coming and going, supposedly to hold a feast.

At 17 o'clock on the 26th, people appeared in the middle of the mountain one after another.

A gorgeous stage was erected halfway up the mountainside, full of various entertainment facilities, dazzling, and full of luxury.

"President, Yun Xiaoai didn't show up at school for a day."

Sitting in the driver's seat of a luxury car, the vice president listens to the report.

"Where is Mu Xuan?"

This person looked at his nose and nose, "Miss Mu Xuan is also looking for Yun Xiaoai." ”

".......", the vice president was silent for a moment, "continue to look for it, she didn't appear automatically in an hour, so she went and arrested me directly." ”

"President....." the man hesitated, "the time of the invitation letter is written at 19 o'clock, if we enforce the ....."

"Huh?"

"Yes, we'll do it right away."

The carnival continued, and the humble mountain road halfway up the mountain was like a staggered banquet, and vehicles kept entering.

Time passes little by little.

An hour later.

Yun Xiaoai did not appear, and no one could find him.

The vice president went a little crazy and smashed an ashtray worth a lot of money.

The time is exactly 19 o'clock.

The scene gradually quieted down, and the vice president stood on the side of the mountain road with a gloomy face, looking at the cliff, "What about people?" ”

The tone without ups and downs seemed to return to calm, more like a brief silence before the storm.

With the appearance of the vice president, even Meng Yi didn't dare to provoke him.

"No... Didn't find it. ”

"Rubbish!"

The vice president kicked onto the fence.

In order to avoid car accidents, the relevant agencies have put great effort into the defense of mountain roads.

The fence, which was hard enough to withstand the impact of a car, was deeply dented by his kicking.

ァ新ヤ~(8)~1~Chinese 網ωωω.χ~8.~1zщ.còм

You can see how much effort it takes.

Time is still passing slowly.

At 8 p.m., the sound of a speeding car sounded.

A pitch-black, low-key and restrained sports car slowly descended from the mountain.

The sports car stopped in front of them, and they didn't know what kind of glass it was made of, and the night was so dark that they couldn't see who was inside.

The co-pilot's door was opened, and everyone's curious eyes were drawn over.

Yunying stepped out of the car, closed the door smoothly, and looked at the sluggish crowd with a smile, "Hey, are you waiting for me?" ”

Dressed in a school uniform, in this group of people in evening dresses, Yunying was unique, like a child who didn't grow up.

"Yun Xiaoai, you dare to appear!"

After being stunned, Meng Yi directly targeted his anger at Yun Ying.

Cloud Shadow was still smiling, "Why don't I dare?" You didn't invite me? ”

"We're talking about 19 o'clock!"

Meng Yi jumped like thunder, and Yun Ying raised his eyes unhurriedly, "Oh, you didn't ask me to be on time. ”

"Don't be punctual, is it written where the time is written to be decorated!"

"You'll have to ask the person who wrote the invitation." Yun Ying's face was innocent.

Who knows why the point in time for writing is there.

Meng Yi: "......"

Others: "....."