When the plane lands, the sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground is accompanied by sparks. Because it was a rainy day, the spark was extinguished in an instant; If it weren't for the rain, the sparks would be hidden in the sunlight and might not be visible to the naked eye.

By the time the cabin was opened, the weather had cleared. Three birds that had escaped the collision of the plane were hovering in the sky of Yangcheng. Maybe they're just hungry and can't find food for a while. Humans are not their prey, and they have no desire to get close.

The entire plane remained in the air for an extra half an hour, and almost had to return to the airport where it took off. Since Bai Yun got on this plane, it means that this plane will definitely arrive at its destination safely. That's right, because of her enigmatic superpowers. She does not have the legends described in "Ghosts", nor does she have an invisible sword in her body, and there is no one to draw it for her. However, how can she die, like falling asleep and dreaming that she will not wake up and die easily.

The road back home from the airport is no stranger to Baiyun. She never fell asleep in the car, she liked to look out the window, and the roads she had traveled seemed to help her record something. When passing by again, there will also be an injection of fresh blood in these places.

Passing by that garden, it was already half an hour after a car ride. After calculating the time and opening the car window, the flowers in the entire garden seemed to be her old friends, all of them facing her. The mixed floral fragrance is like a cup of grand slam milk tea, thick, light, hard and soft, and various fragrances set off each other. The little boy in the garden must have grown taller than the last time, and the fancy hat he always wore was almost blown away by the wind. If you get strapped to a balloon, you're really going to fly away.

When I got home, it was half past one o'clock in the night. In this dwelling space, there is no room for another person. Bai Yun has money and a lot of houses under his name, but he likes this small suite in a relatively remote village in Yangcheng. On the other side of the street lived an old couple, whose children had stayed in the big city and had only returned for a long time.

In such a place, Baiyun's identity is kept secret, and she is also able to get close to nature, waking up in the morning to listen to the birds, and sleeping at night to hear the birds, which is a tranquility that she can hardly enjoy while working.

Maybe he was too tired, Bai Yun didn't feel sleepy at all, made himself a cup of coffee, picked up the latest fashion magazine, sat on the fabric sofa and read it.

The phone is still off, and I don't know if Xu Zhisheng has sent him a message or called. Every time they separated, she was snubbing him, and he knew it. So, he is also used to it and is not in a hurry to contact.

That painting, Xu Zhisheng promised him that he would send her by courier, and the address said that it was here. She'll spend some time here, and when it's done, she'll see what's in it. The subtleties brought about by a painting sometimes have something in common with fortune-telling or seeing. It requires human inspiration and wisdom.

Bai Yun turned on his phone to check the weather conditions in the next few days. The side of the mountain is prone to dampness, and several moldy places in the house are related to this weather.

The air conditioner is already in a dehumidifying state, but it doesn't seem to be enough to combat the humid weather. As for the painting, where is it appropriate? Baiyun has been haunted by this question.

In fact, Xu Zhisheng sent a message when she was still on the plane: Honey, have you arrived? I'm really sorry I couldn't send you one off in the evening, and I'll make it up to you. You're here, send me a message, wait for you.

Bai Yun replied coldly: It has arrived. Don't read it. The tone of speech returned to the state of an ordinary friend.

After drinking coffee, he felt sleepy, and Baiyun shrank himself into a blanket and fell asleep on the sofa like a little orange cat. The next morning, I woke up after a knock on the door. When he got up, the bones on his body creaked. She opened the door, and there was no one outside, just more fruits and vegetables at the door. Bai Yun immediately guessed that the old couple on the opposite side gave it to her. As for how they knew she was already home, it was likely that when she arrived home last night, she accidentally hit her suitcase against the door and made a loud noise.

Although he didn't see them, Bai Yun bowed to the opposite door, said "thank you", and gave them the pu fan he had brought back from the shore of Lingxi Lake as a gift in return.

When he woke up in the morning, Bai Yun habitually turned on the TV and watched the morning news. Paying special attention to airplane-related, as long as she hears the word "airplane", she will put down what she is doing and come to the TV to see if it is related to the disappearing plane. She remembers that the plane was carrying 121 passengers, including her best friend You Zhen and her boyfriend. She didn't even have time to know her boyfriend's Chinese name.

When she realizes that almost everyone around her has no good end, she begins to abandon her ability to feel love in an oasis in the desert. There is hope for life, but there will never be a chance to step out of the desert.

For the next few days, Baiyun waited for the arrival of the painting. After leaving Lingxi Lake, all clues related to his father were cut off again. Staying in Lingxi, she felt that her body was getting worse day by day, as if she was cursed by something.

At night, the plum blossoms on the balcony unexpectedly bloomed. When the sun shines on it, one bee is looking for signs of another bee coming. The lost bee likes to come the day before the plum blossoms open.