The next day.

The weather was unexpectedly good, sunny and snow-free.

It's just that in Tang Wan's room, it was still cold. The sunlight was blocked out of the window, the air conditioning and electric blankets had long been turned off, and the bed was barefoot with a soft carpet underfoot.

Lift the curtains, the warm sun shines on the body, warm and dry, and the mood is inexplicable.

Tang Wan was wearing pajamas, rubbing her eyes dimly and stretching.

"It's another day." Tang Wan said softly, and took out a paper bag from the closet, which was filled with brand-name suits bought by the waiter.

Tang Wan took a set casually and put it on very lazily.

The slender fingers carefully buttoned the buttons, but they felt stuffy again, and the slender ones were unbuttoned again, revealing the snow-white skin that was not wrapped in the shirt.

Still walking to the sofa barefoot, the whole person collapsed directly on the sofa as soon as he was soft, and there was a takeout on the table that had not been finished yesterday, and there was only half a bottle of drink left.

Tang Wan turned on the TV, dragged the military bag expressionlessly, took out a bottle of canned drink, tore open the can, and drank it "grunt, grunt".

After drinking almost a third of the way, my mouth is finally not so dry. Then she took out two more loaves of bread and ate them.

She was finally able to experience a weekend for office workers.

Most of the morning broadcasts are news, as well as the replays of the hottest TV series at the moment.

Tang Wan took the remote control, changing it one by one, looking bored, and took out his mobile phone from his bag and swiped Weibo.

That's it, it's going to be nine o'clock.

Tang Wan looked at the increasingly bright sunlight outside the window in a trance, and ordered a chicken pot rice.

Standing by the window, looking at the scene outside, the cars come and go, and the river is endless; Pedestrians with children, sitting on the side of the road reading the newspaper, or the proprietress of the breakfast shop who has just fallen in the cold is cleaning up the table.

Tang Wan put half of his body out of the window, and the laughter of children could still be heard in the nearby park, and there was a boy playing games on the seventh floor of an apartment in the distance, a handsome girl walking a dog in the park, and a girl running with headphones.

Everything is so beautiful, so warm, they all seem to have their own things to do.

Only Tang Wan, no.

All the days are always confused, well, today I have to deal with antiques, and I have to shoot a promotional video, get up, and continue to do what you probably want to do.

Tang Wan put on socks, put on leather shoes, put the bag on his back, stared at the weird shape and went out.

This bag was once given to her by her mother, but it was a long time ago, and the bag had long been in tatters, so she re-ordered three or four identical ones, and she used them all the time.

And every time you go out, you have to carry that military bag.

The mother left behind very few things, only a few necklaces of great value, and a sandalwood box containing the four treasures of the study.

And these things are more important than her life.

She never knew why her parents died. Obviously, a few days ago, he looked like an ordinary person, but suddenly, he died violently.

Thinking about it in hindsight, how could she not have discovered the mystery if she was as smart? In those few days, my mother's words suddenly became very much, and I gave this and that every day, and my father suddenly became very kind.

At that time, she didn't think much about it, who knew that in those days, it would be the day of farewell.

My parents must have been reincarnated now, they have gone to a better place, they must be happy in the next life, and everything will go well.

Well...... She's going to slash her enemies!

…………

Imperial Capital Forbidden City.

Tang Wan had already passed through layers of crowds and came to the Forbidden City.

She was not interested in the splendid palaces, but preferred places like small attics and imperial gardens.

There are also many poetic places, such as the library pavilion, such as the promenade, such as the staircase.

- Xiaobai, you can help me set up my phone, and it must be exactly the same when it comes out.

- Good host~

Tang Wan looked at the furnishings and went to see the baby again.

Her favorite is, of course, danqing and blue and white porcelain, and of course, bronze ware is also very attractive.

Thousands of years of history have been precipitated in it, looking at a thing, appreciating a scene.

At this time, there are not too many people in the Forbidden City, and it can be regarded as quiet.

The lake is full of living water, flowing slowly.

From every angle, it's a great picture.

Tang Wan kept taking pictures and recorded these things in his mobile phone.

After this while, she has to travel to various places......

Traveling alone or something, she had been thinking about it for a long time...... It's just a pity that it hasn't been realized.

If one day, he can make his own decisions about his own life and be free from anyone's mercy, for Tang Wan, he will already be at ease and happy.

Tang Wan wandered around the Forbidden City for an afternoon, dragging his abandoned legs and taking a taxi to the hotel.

The Forbidden City is really too big, it's very uncomfortable!

............

Red Dust Hotel.

Last time, because of Su Qing's matter, I didn't eat here, so I have to make up for it this time.

The last time she left, Sadness gave her an entry card so she could be qualified to come in.

Hongchen Hotel seems to be the territory of the Writers' Association, and ordinary people can't get in, but Tang Wan also acquired the Writers' Association this time, and reluctantly added the Writers' Association.

Tang Wan only came yesterday, and the people at the door still recognized her, so she went in directly.

At this time, it is time for dinner, and the hotel is bustling.

At a nearby table, someone was drinking and talking, talking about literature and things in the circle. Tang Wan didn't understand much, so he sat at a table next to him, ready to listen to some dry goods.

"Eh, Huahua, look at the one next to you is so handsome! When did we have such handsome guys in the author circle? A female author laughed very obscenely and kept slapping the table.

"Who knows, look at the famous ones in our author's circle, which one is not thick glasses and short and ugly." Another female author also said that after touching her dry face, her skin was really poor.

"Tsk, Shui Yue, you're wrong! I think I'm still more suave. A male author also said, pouting.

"Tease." Several female authors at the table said in unison.

"Li Yuanfang, it's time for you to take medicine." A male author also said, with a look of disdain.

"Cut, this baby's new book is 5,000." Li Yuanfang put his hands around his chest and raised his head proudly.

Tang Wan couldn't help but laugh on the side, and suddenly remembered the coquettish picture of a girl on a certain video screen.

"Phew! Look down on us and hit the streets, brothers, eat all the dishes and grab his food! ”

Saying that, several male authors went up in a nest and directly opened the dishes, and there was nothing in front of Li Yuanfang.

"Come, come, goddess, you eat." A male author named Blue and White Porcelain placed several plates of dishes in front of Shui Zhongyue.

"Phew, heavy color and light friends."

Tang Wan was on the sidelines, watching a few people make trouble.

What is this called, there is a fate to meet thousands of miles away, and the network is a thread.

Sometimes I really envy the friendship of others, and she suddenly looks back, it seems that there has always been only one person.