Chapter 50
When Yan Juan came out, he looked towards the side of the road with a weak heart, and was disappointed not to see Yan Yixin's car.
Today's small stove has been condensed into essence. Although she didn't want to interrupt Pang Zhengde's excitement, she still mustered up the courage and found an excuse to slip away early.
"Here." A warm voice came from behind him.
Yan Juan turned her head in surprise, Yan Yixin was wearing off-white casual clothes with a smile on her face. He stretched out his hand, Yan Wan hesitated for a moment, and put his hand in his palm.
Warm and dry, just as I remember it.
When approaching the car, Yan Juan realized that he had changed to another car. Elongated Rolls-Royce, absolute prestige quality. The relationship between a man and a car is really like the relationship between a woman and jewelry. Even a man like Yan Yixin, who doesn't like publicity, has changed cars at least three times.
"I'll take you somewhere today." He smiled.
"Where?" Yan Qian asked curiously.
"You'll know when you arrive, hopefully...... You'll love it. The uncertainty in his tone made Yan Xuan's heart beat a small drum.
It can't be a legendary haunted house or something, right? Although she has been reborn, it stands to reason that she should not be afraid of this kind of supernatural event, but any woman will always be less courageous in this regard.
The moonlight was very good, and the forest trees on the side of the road cast shadows one after another, making Yan Juan feel a little weak in his heart. Seeing that the traffic on the road was gradually decreasing, Yan Juan even saw the mountain in the distance.
"Where to go?" She couldn't hold back and asked again.
"Ten minutes to go." The car was very fast and drove directly into the mountain road. At this time, there is not even a single car in sight.
"Is this Cuiping Mountain?" Yan Wan asked.
"Yes."
In the middle of the night, do you want to take her up the mountain to see the stars? But......
She half-tilted her head, the moonlight was bright, and the stars receded, it didn't seem to be the weather to look at the stars, right?
The car stopped in front of a small independent house, with green bamboo as pillars and moss as steps. In the shade of trees, if you don't drive into this bend, you can't see that there is a hole here.
"...... here," Yan Juan asked suspiciously.
"It's my private property." When Yan Yixin spoke, he was not proud, with a faint indescribable pain, as if it had penetrated deep into the bone marrow, making Yan Juan want to smooth out his suddenly wrinkled brows.
However, her fingers, only slightly moved, and paused in the cuffs.
"It's beautiful here." She turned her gaze back to the cabin in the hazy moonlight. It doesn't look big, but the appearance of the two bays seems to blend in with the surrounding scenery, and it can be seen that the designer has put a lot of effort into it.
"Really?" Yan Yixin seemed to be sarcastic.
"Of course." Yan Juan said seriously, "This hut is not big, and it almost blends into the surrounding environment. You must love this place, right? โ
"Well, it's fine." Yan Yixin's modesty made Yan Juan a little confused. However, I don't think anyone would like such a place, right?
"Welcome to the Humble House." Yan Yixin pushed open the bamboo door, and when Yan Juan entered, he hit the door frame and his knee hurt.
"Isn't this bamboo?" She asked, stunned.
"It's iron." Yan Yixin closed the door with a smile, "What is wrapped on the outside is just a layer of skin." Artificially trying to make a natural illusion, in fact, the materials are all heavy iron plates. โ
Yan Juan tried to push the door, but it was really heavy and heavy, and it was not enough to push it open without the strength of his feet and arms.
"Come in." Yan Yixin naturally took her hand, "It's very dark here, and there will be lights until you go inside." โ
"It's okay, I thought I was in a primitive tribe." Yan Juan pretended to joke lightly, but in fact, hearing the dull sound of the iron door being closed, Yan Juan's heart contracted slightly.
If it weren't for her strong confidence in Yan Yixin, she might have turned around and fled.
Hold the palm of your hand, dry and stable. Yan Juan had an illusion that even if she was taken to the ends of the earth by him, she would not be afraid.
Showing a shallow smile, Yan Xuan's footsteps gradually became calm.
Yan Yixin sensitively felt the change in her, and the hand holding her tightened slightly. As a door was gently pushed open, the light on the wall lit up, it was a faint orange color, not very bright, but enough for Yan Juan to see the furnishings inside.
From the appearance alone, I definitely can't imagine that the inside will be so big! The whole space is the size of a basketball court, but the height is only one person.
The walls are embedded with lamps, and on the ceiling, there is a pattern of blue sky and white clouds.
"...... here," Yan Juan was stunned, "there is such a big space, I can't see it at all." โ
The whole roomโa little too big, but with a few beds, chairs, and a table, it's barely a roomโis decorated in a bluish hue, but the back of the bed is gently pulled up with a blue veil embroidered with gold threads, which makes the whole room a little warm and romantic.
"Actually, it's a natural cave, just slightly renovated. You see, some places are a little shorter, and they are made into hooks and ceilings, which are actually the edges of the caves. Yan Yixin introduced and pressed her to a wooden chair.
Yan Juan sat down and immediately fell in. She lowered her head, only to realize that it was actually a soft sofa. Standing up, the sofa immediately returned to its original state, and even the wood grain was made vividly, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.
"It's just ingenious!" Yan Juan was amazed.
"I did." Yan Yixin's tone was not smug, but with a touch of bitterness.
"You?" Yan Xuan's eyes widened, "Do you know how to do carpentry?" Oh, no, it's a sofa, not made of wood! โ
"Every month, I spend the whole night here. The nights are so long, and if I don't do something about it, I can easily go crazy. Of course, even if you do something, it's not so easy to get through...... You know. Yan Yixin sat opposite her, the same wood-grain sofa, made into an irregular shape, which was enough to be fake.
"What?" After Yan Juan asked two words, his heart suddenly moved, "The night of the full moon?" โ
The memory of the night in Brazil is so unforgettable that she keeps replaying every detail long afterward. But she found that she was not afraid, and even faintly annoyed because of the blow of the floor lamp.
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