Chapter 59: Yungang
Outside the auction house, it was already dark and the lights in the imperial capital were just coming on.
The atmosphere in the car was quiet and silent the entire time.
After a while, Cheng Zhiyuan suddenly asked,
"When did I get a fiancée?"
Secretary Liu also remembered what the newcomer had just said, and a cold sweat broke out. He immediately apologized sincerely.
"I've been busy with various company handovers and fielding calls lately, so I haven't really paid attention to this kind of gossip. I'll go find out what's going on right away."
Cheng Zhiyuan fell silent again.
He felt a cool touch on his palm. He slowly lowered his head and looked at the box with a simple style and excellent texture in his palm. He was lost in thought for a long time before reaching out to open the box.
Inside the box is a huge blue diamond.
The transition from light blue to dark blue is like an eye nurtured by the deep sea, beautiful and mysterious.
The light reflected into his eyes, but seemed to be completely swallowed by the abyss, so dark that no light could be seen.
Cheng Zhiyuan did not reach out to touch it, he just looked at it for a long time, as if he was looking at a past that could not be touched but existed forever, looking at a distant and vague lover, looking at some of the happiest and most depressing thoughts.
A look of sadness gradually rose in his eyes.
After a long while, he closed the box with a snap.
The blue light disappeared into the gap.
He closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair. Outside the window, neon lights and street lights kept flashing, falling intermittently on his carefully carved and deep-lined profile, as if they were shadows reflected from the bustling world.
There was dead silence.
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"I heard it will rain in Yungang tomorrow."
Someone was pulling a suitcase into the waiting room while talking on the phone. Suddenly, he kicked something. He looked down and saw a pair of women's sneakers retracting.
The man wanted to apologize immediately, but when he looked up, he saw that the owner of the shoes was wearing a mask and sunglasses, with his head down and not looking at him.
So he took back the words of apology. Why should he apologize if the other person didn't care about him?
The passerby continued talking on the phone and walked away with his suitcase.
The girl sitting on the chair remained motionless, a boarding pass tightly clenched between her fingers.
It is the nearest flight to Yungang.
"At 8:20, flight V7314 from the Imperial Capital to Yungang is ready to take off. Passengers on this flight, please bring your..."
The girl finally moved.
She stood up and walked towards the boarding gate holding her boarding pass. The airport was crowded and extremely noisy.
She was alone, walking slowly, like a wandering ghost.
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It was a three-hour flight and we arrived at around eleven o'clock.
This port city has always been known as a pearl on the oriental sea. International cruise ships from all over the world travel here. It has the most mature maritime trade in the country, the largest naval base in the country, and also the most chaotic underworld disputes and arms trade.
This port city, which has always been famous for its prosperity and bustle, now appears to be shrouded in misty night rain and has a different kind of gentleness.
Chen Pianpian got out of the taxi and ignored the driver's enthusiastic attempt to borrow an umbrella. She silently looked at the huge British-style manor in front of her, and the rain kept dripping down the brim of her hat.
There were square windows in the tall house, and warm yellow light shone through the glass, looking so gentle that it made people want to cry.
On the red diamond wall to the left of the big iron gate, there is a blue sect sign, and on the doorplate are the words "Huo House" cast in black paint.
The taxi drove away with its lights on behind him. Shen Pianpian looked at the garden for a long time and slowly took off his hat and mask.
The rain immediately soaked her hair and face.
The water droplets slid across the blood-red teardrop mole and were reflected in the warm glow in front of the courtyard.
It was like a teardrop from a distant dream, completely unrecognizable.
A tear of blood.
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