Chapter 251 No Dawn
The sky was very dim.
Black butterfly-like eyelashes brushed lightly across the white quilt a few times, then spread out tremblingly.
There was still some confusion and tears in his dark eyes, which gradually became clearer as if the fog had dissipated.
Shen Pianpian pulled away the quilt covering her head, fumbled for her cell phone and took a look at it.
One minute past five.
It’s still early.
She lazily turned her head to look out the window.
I didn't draw the curtains before going to bed last night, so I can see a large area of sky from this angle.
It was a dark blue color, as if the night had not yet ended and the dawn had not yet arrived.
The hazy light makes the vision blurred and dim like a veil.
There is no dawn.
The big May 8th that just appeared on my phone appeared in my mind.
The girl's lips, half hidden in the quilt, twitched slightly.
Of course there is no light.
The fool who was born on this day is dead.
The dawn will never come.
For some reason, she seemed particularly lazy today. Even after waking up early, she didn't want to move.
The girl just lay on the bed with her head tilted to the side, her mind blank as she stared at the sky outside the window, which gradually changed from dark blue to pale blue, and then to light blue.
The clock ticked away, and apart from the increasingly bright light, the entire room seemed to have fallen into another dimension, so quiet that not even the sound of breathing could be heard.
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It was half past eight when I received the call from Shen Pianpian.
The agent was driving to the sunny California. It was inconvenient for him to answer the phone, so he just turned on the hands-free mode.
"Pianpian, we are coming over here, don't worry..."
He was interrupted before he could even utter the word "urgent".
"I'm not going today," her voice came through the electricity, and the laziness of two words that couldn't even make a sound was amplified by the hands-free and transmitted to the ears of everyone in the car.
Perhaps realizing that he hadn't said a word clearly, Shen Pianxian coughed slightly and repeated it again.
"I'm not going to get my car repaired today, so don't come pick me up."
This time every word was clear, yet within this clarity was conveyed a deeper and more obvious weariness.
Yan Yi in the back seat raised his head slightly.
The agent was stunned for a moment, then said,
"What's wrong? Are you sick?"
"No," the other side paused before saying, "I just don't want to go."
"That's fine," Uncle Mao could tell she wasn't in a good mood, so he comforted her, "Then you should have a good rest for a day. If you feel unwell, remember to call me."
Shen Pianxian hummed and hung up the phone.
Amidst the busy tone, Yan Yi took a while to come back to his senses.
"Then I'll get off here. I just happen to have something else to do."
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While Shen Pianpian lay motionless on the bed, the world continued to turn as usual.
The news that Ms. Ning of Mingzhu Media was pregnant before marriage, which has been making a lot of noise in the past two days, was finally suppressed by another major event today.
The head of the Huo family has come to the imperial capital.
As a well-known arms family in the whole of Asia, the Huo family has actually been hovering in Yungang. It is rare to see the young masters and young ladies of the Huo family outside the area, not to mention the head of the Huo family who controls everything.
I heard that the last time he left Yungang was many years ago when his daughter took her little granddaughter to Yungang to celebrate his birthday but she died in an accident. He then personally sent his granddaughter back and apologized to his son-in-law.
Since then, he has stayed in Yungang and has never left.
But who could have known that fate would play such a trick on him? The old man left Yungang again, and it turned out to be another tragedy of an old man sending off a young man.
Many people say that the old man suffers in his old age because he committed too many sins when he was young, and the retribution has come to his descendants.
As for this arms tycoon who has always been hailed as a legend but rarely appears in public, the news media naturally want to get first-hand information to attract the audience's attention.
So without any inside information notifying them of the time, many reporters began to wait at various airports from early in the morning, ready to wait and see.
Who knew that this wait would last from morning to evening.
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