As soon as he arrived at Jiangning Mansion, Bai Siming received a telegram from the owner urging him, and for two days in a row, he took stock of the shipments, and he was very busy.

Walking along the street, the shops on both sides, because of the advent of the sacrificial festival, are decorated with lanterns and carefully arranged, An Rui sees that the people on the street are gathering more and more, rubbing shoulders one after another, all kinds of shouting and bargaining, intertwined, as if adding a few traces of lively atmosphere.

Walking into Qin Ran Xuan, An Rui picked a private room facing the street on the second floor, leaning on a wooden chair, bored, tapping her index finger on the armrest, aimlessly, as if she was waiting, as if she was looking for ......

"Miss, I've heard that there is a lantern festival at night on the sacrificial festival for a few days, why don't we go and have a good time?" Xinyu held her chin with both hands and looked at An Rui with blank eyes, it could be seen that she was indifferent, and called out hesitantly: "Miss? ”

"Huh?" An Rui picked up the teacup, stared at the street scene, absent-mindedly, and muttered to herself: Lantern Festival? Will he go too?

Although it was a soft whisper, because the two were close, An Rui's words, Xinyu heard it sincerely, and thought she was talking about Bai Siming, and smiled: "Young Master Cousin favors you the most, as long as you speak, he will definitely agree, and then ......"

Taking a sip of tea, An Rui listened to Xinyu's chatter, and smiled lightly when she saw her with expectations.

When he looked back, he saw a figure walking out of the record store not far away, the sun reflecting his side face, his handsome nose, thin lips, and a few strands of black hair falling from his forehead, fluttering in the wind.

It's him! An Rui didn't think twice, she hurried out of the door of the tea room, she shouted his name, saw him stop, looked around, and was about to step forward, a car drove by, her body instinctively leaned back, if it wasn't for the new rain behind her, she would have fallen to the ground.

"Miss, are you alright?"

Unable to answer, An Rui looked at the other side, he had long since disappeared, his heart was lost, and he turned to leave.

When he returned to the business and learned that Bai Siming had gone to the warehouse, An Rui went back to the bedroom and lay in the rocking chair sullenly.

In late autumn, the weather was gloomy, with a bouquet of rosemary and a handful of chrysanthemums in the vase, the fragrant flowers were rich, An Rui was lying on the rocking chair, tossing and turning, why would he buy a record anywhere? Didn't see what he was holding in his hand? Is there trouble again? One question after another lingered in her heart, and gradually, she fell asleep in a daze.

In a trance, An Rui seemed to be standing in a huge room, empty, and there was silence around her, and her heart suddenly rose a little scared.

Suddenly, she heard a 'ding ding dong' sound not far away, and when she looked up, she saw someone coming from the opposite side, his face seemed to be covered by a layer of mist, An Rui hesitated to meet him, and looked fixedly, is he? She rejoiced in her heart and hurriedly called his name.

But he turned a deaf ear, and stepped forward, she rushed up and grabbed his sleeve and asked, "Mr. Mu, is this your attitude towards your life-saving benefactor?" You, why don't you ignore me? ”

He stopped and turned around, but turned into Bai Siming, only to see that there were a few more blood marks on his face, his body was dripping with blood, holding the shackles in his hands, and begging: "Xiaorui, save me!" ”

She was about to step forward to ask why, only to see two jailers dragging Bai Siming away, a long blood mark appeared on the bluestone brick, An Rui wanted to catch up, but she didn't want the two prison guards to drag faster, in the blink of an eye, the three of them disappeared into the mist layer, gone, she stood in place, looked around, panicked, and cried in fright.

"Mu Bai, where are you? I, I'm afraid! For some reason, at that time, she would blurt out asking him for help, whether it was instinct or a kind of dependence, until many years later, An Rui didn't understand.

Heart-rending screaming, crying bitterly, An Rui struggled to wake up, in a daze, only to feel that the room was silent, under the dim light, the crystal curtain tent reflected a faint light, looking around, listening to the ticking sound of the pendulum, she knew that everything just now was a nightmare.

Wiping the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes, An Rui's heart was pounding, and a cold sweat soaked her clothes, a trace of coldness. Recalling the situation in her dream, she was afraid, and she curled up in a rocking chair, nervous.

When he was stunned, he suddenly heard a quick knock on the door, as if someone was calling his name, and he didn't know what was going on, An Rui hurriedly agreed to sit up.