She quickly dragged me into the carriage.
She noticed that I was staring at her with a suspicious and fixed gaze.
He then stroked his chin and began to examine me, saying, "Beautiful lady, you have such a unique temperament. I have never seen such a fresh and refined beauty."
I smiled calmly.
When she saw me smile, she kindly helped me find my seat.
Seeing that the seat opposite me was empty, she plopped down and handed me a business card with a grin: "Miss, I'm an agent from Duoshi Culture. I find you to have a very special aura. I wonder if you could give me the opportunity to work together?"
I took the business card and glanced at it casually, looking at the familiar name and then at her; the name hadn't changed.
This personality is quite different; the Qingyan of the past wasn't as attentive as she is now.
Although I felt a little disgusted, I wasn't really averse to seeing the reincarnation of an old friend again, and I watched her performance with great interest.
When she saw that I didn't reply, she said, "How about we add each other on WeChat?"
"I don't have WeChat."
She grinned and continued, "Huh? Who doesn't have WeChat these days? Don't you trust me, young lady? Or are you already an artist signed by some company?"
I didn't respond to her, I just blinked and looked at her.
She lowered her head, feigning understanding, and said, "With such a good foundation, someone must have already discovered her."
I chuckled and said, "What does an agent do? How about you help me figure out how to add that thing you mentioned called 'letter' and explain it to me properly?"
She stared at me, speechless, probably not expecting me to suddenly say something like that.
"What? You don't want to?" I looked at her with a sincere expression.
She blinked a few times before she came to her senses: "Yes, yes!"
So I took out my phone, and she very seriously helped me set it up while muttering, "You really don't have WeChat? Okay, here's your WeChat. Put my phone number in like this, and you can add me as a friend, have voice and video calls, chat, and you can also follow my Moments to see my daily life. You see, this is what my work involves..."
She explained the usage and functions of this thing called WeChat in great detail.
I suddenly wondered if I could add Ye Chen's phone number on WeChat and learn about his life through his Moments, and maybe find out some clues.
So I asked again, "Could you help me add another person on WeChat?"
After I gave her Ye Chen's phone number, she was quite helpful in adding him.
I waited for a long time.
Ye Chen actually accepted my WeChat friend request.
"Help me take a look at his WeChat Moments..." I was getting impatient.
Qingyan obediently did as she was told.
"It seems he's blocked you from seeing his settings."
I looked at my phone with a hint of disappointment: "Set me up?"
Qingyan raised an eyebrow: "Judging from his profile picture and name, he seems to be a man. What? You like him?"
"Is there any way to see his WeChat Moments?" I asked.
Qingyan pondered for a moment and then asked, "Does he know this is your phone number?"
I nodded.
"Maybe he doesn't want you to see it? Or should I try adding him as a friend and see if I can see it?"
"As long as you can let me see his current living situation, it's up to you."
Qingyan smiled wickedly and began to imagine, "Oh~ so you're in a one-sided love."
However, Qingyan tried to add him as a friend for a long time, but received no response.
"I didn't agree..." Qingyan shrugged.
I gazed out the window at the scenery rushing by and murmured to myself, "Well, no rush. A fox will always show its tail eventually."
All the way, Qingyan kept chattering away to me, and I listened attentively the whole time.
Looking at Qingyan, who used to be scarred, somewhat self-conscious, and not good at speaking, but is now a beautiful, confident, and eloquent person, I find her rather adorable.
After getting off the bus, she waved goodbye to me, and made a phone gesture to her ear: "Ahua! If you've thought it through, you must contact me."
I nodded, and she picked up her suitcase and disappeared into the vast crowd like the wind.
I looked down at my phone and saw Fang Rou and Qing Yan's calls.
I was filled with emotion: It seems that burying the two of them together in my past life had its advantages, as they seemed to have planned to meet me again at the same time.
I stood with my luggage on this street lined with tall buildings, bright lights, bustling traffic, and crowds, like a surging tide, dazzling, dimly lit, both real and unreal.
This is no longer the town it once was.
The Taihang Mountains where I was born are now a public tourist area, and even if I had the money, I couldn't go back to live there.
So I went back to Xishan Village from back then.
The mountains and rivers there have remained unchanged, but there are now a few more high-rise buildings.
And the ginkgo tree where Zhou Lang and I stood when the starlight and snow fell is still there, now a thick, thousand-year-old tree.
It also brought to mind the scene of Zhou Yu's immortal body perishing here amidst the flames and shadows of swords.
I clenched my fists tightly. For hundreds of years, I dared not set foot on this land, but now I have returned.
But... I inquired about the housing prices here and found that even the three million I have isn't enough to buy a house that's as small as a drawer.
It seems I miscalculated; I didn't have enough money.
The staff member who showed me the apartment saw that I couldn't get a loan and didn't want to live in a walk-up apartment. He thought for a moment, then said, "There is a wealthy neighborhood nearby where you could buy a small villa with your three million, but..."
“I can’t even afford an apartment on this high floor, but I can afford a villa in a wealthy area? What’s wrong with this house?” I asked bluntly.
"It's not that there's anything wrong with the houses... it's that there are unclean ghosts there. Nine out of the ten villas there have been moved out... the only one who doesn't believe in ghosts lives there but nothing serious has happened to them..." the staff member said nervously in a low voice, as if afraid of being overheard.
"How exactly is it unclean?" I raised an eyebrow, quite intrigued as I hadn't seen a ghost in a long time.
"It's all because a plum tree there has become a spirit..."
"Plum tree?"
"Yes, that plum tree changes shape every day, it's terrifying and strange. At first, the developers wanted to cut it down or dig it up, but anyone who touches even a patch of soil there will be gone the next day..."
"Later, they hired a Taoist priest to perform a ritual and put up talismans before they could build this upscale residential area. But the people who wanted to buy houses were so frightened by the plum tree with the talismans that they ran away without even looking at it. Only one young man was in the same situation as you; he didn't have enough money but didn't mind the tree. So far, he has only sold one house..."
"Take me to see..." I didn't mind at all, as if I had found a treasure.
I love plum trees more than anything in my life, isn't this tree tailor-made for me?
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