Chapter 126 Children’s Giggling Voice (6)
When the official person in charge received Yan Shixun's call, he was stunned for a rare moment.
The long-famous master died in the hotel's fire escape, and the scene was extremely tragic.
What is this supposed to be?
Is it a murder by a ghost or a normal criminal case?
The official in charge looked at the phone that had been hung up and hesitated for a moment as to whether or not to hand the matter over to the Binhai city officials.
But soon, the photos and descriptions sent by Yan Shixun dispelled his idea.
In the photo, the master's death was tragic, and the entire space was covered with blood and minced meat. The scene was so horrific that it exceeded the scope of a normal criminal case.
Also sent to us shortly afterwards was Yan Shixun's brief account of his discovery.
Yan Shixun: [The blood on the ceiling is evenly smeared, not formed by normal splashing. The height is more than four meters, nearly five meters, which is not a height that a normal person can stand. The possibility that the murderer is a human is basically ruled out. There is a note in the master's pocket, with some information written on it, and Chi Yan's contact information. Maybe his death is related to what Chi Yan said to him. Chi Yan is likely one of his recent clients.]
Ghost killing people?
The official in charge was stunned.
He knew the name of this master. Although he was not from a Taoist temple like Haiyun Temple, he was not a charlatan. He was a guest of honor for many dignitaries in Binhai City and had some strength.
But how could such a master be killed so easily? If that were true, how powerful must the murderer be?
But now there is good news.
Perhaps the evil ghost didn't want the master's body to be discovered too quickly, so he took action in the rarely visited fire escape staircase. Neither the program group nor the crew's cameras have captured this place, and only a few people know the specific situation for now.
This means that this time he can at least breathe a sigh of relief regarding the public opinion issue.
The official person in charge immediately replied to Yan Shixun: [Okay, I will take people over right away. But what is the note in the master's pocket that Mr. Yan mentioned? Can you send it over?]
However, after the message was sent, it was always shown as unread and Yan Shixun did not respond.
Yan Shixun did not reply until the official person in charge had counted the team members and was preparing to leave for the hotel where the incident occurred.
But there are only four words——
[Watch out overhead.]
No photos, no other explanation.
After this message was sent, no matter how the official person in charge asked, Yan Shixun did not give any response. Even the phone calls he made were not answered, and the busy tone was automatically hung up.
After working together several times, the official person in charge had a good understanding of Yan Shixun and knew that compared to people in other circles, Yan Shixun was a very cautious person. Since Yan Shixun chose to report the matter to the official, he should not have ignored the official's calls and did not respond.
Based on the official person's understanding of Yan Shixun, he should be waiting for him to provide more intelligence and information that will help restore the truth. After all, Yan Shixun is also a responsible person.
But, nothing happened.
It was like the person on the other end of the line was in a fog.
Unless...something happened to Yan Shixun, making him unable to respond to inquiries from the outside world, and the only information he could convey was the last four words.
Be careful overhead.
The official head felt a chill running down his spine. He shuddered and subconsciously looked up at the ceiling of the office. Only after he saw that there was nothing did he dare to relax his stiff muscles.
He did not dare to delay and immediately took the people from the special events handling department and stepped on the accelerator towards the concession area.
However, the traffic situation in Binhai City is far from satisfactory, especially now that the evening commute has just begun. The official motorcade merged into the avenue and soon became like sand thrown into the sea, stuck in traffic and unable to arrive in time.
This made the official responsible so anxious that he wished he could grow wings and fly over the huge traffic.
What made him even more anxious was the constant ringing of his cell phone.
It was probably a case of what you fear will come true. Previously, the official person in charge was glad that no one could understand the master's horrific death, but in the blink of an eye, something went wrong with the live broadcast from the program team.
"If you log on to social media now, you can see that all the accounts and tags related to the entire program team are discussing this."
The background noise from the office of the public opinion group was also transmitted through the phone call with the official person in charge. The continuous ringing of the phone and the constant answering and soothing voices made people involuntarily nervous and impatient.
"But we can't contact anyone from the production team. Director Zhang Wubing, Mr. Yan, and Mr. Lu sent by Haiyun Temple, their phone calls have been unreachable. Not only that, we wanted to ask the crew of "Nocturne by the Sea" about their situation, but we couldn't even contact the crew."
“It’s like all of them have been blocked.”
The public opinion group is still trying to guide the direction of public opinion on social platforms, but the situation this time is different from every previous time.
The scene in the live broadcast became very strange.
The scene captured by the camera clearly showed that the program crew was in the penthouse suite of the hotel, but at a certain point in time, the live broadcast suddenly went black.
When the light came back on, the audience was shocked to find that the picture had turned into the old coastal style of a hundred years ago.
In the old alleys, there were dim street lights and a few dog barks in the distance. The doors of every household were closed. On the streets that were still wet after the rain, the breadstones glowed in the dim lights.
The fog enveloped the entire picture, making all the scenes blurry, as if trapped in a mist.
The slow knocking sound was heard in a place where the camera could not reach.
One by one, the sounds were regular and leisurely, but each one struck on the hearts of the audience, making their nerves tense and unable to breathe.
Finally, a piece of civilized walking stick appeared in front of the camera.
Then came the straight hems of his suit trousers and the embroidered lace-up brogues.
The camera gradually moves upwards, capturing the person's face from an upward angle close to the ground.
Surprisingly, it was Yan Shixun!
The audience exclaimed in disbelief.
However, the Yan Shixun in the camera was completely different from his image a moment ago.
He was wearing a retro woolen three-piece formal suit. His white shirt was a little tight because of his good figure, but it highlighted his beautiful muscle lines.
It seemed that Yan Shixun was not used to the Windsor collar, so he pulled off the dark green bow tie that was originally tied under his shirt and held it in his hand. With two buttons of his shirt unbuttoned, his beautiful collarbone and neck lines were clearly visible.
Yan Shixun wore a brown long wool coat outside his suit, and his straight shoulders perfectly supported the coat's aura. The civilized stick in his leather-gloved hands tapped on the stone ground with his steps, and the tapping sound was in the same rhythm as the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground, echoing together in the deserted alley.
Many viewers slowly held their breath and were amazed by Yan Shixun's image at this moment in the camera.
If the impression Yan Shixun left on the audience before was that he was arrogant, powerful, sharp, and someone who should not be easily provoked, then now Yan Shixun is like a beast temporarily restrained by the civilized illusion of a suit. He put away his claws and patiently waited for the appearance of his prey, elegant but deadly.
Thugs in suits.
This thought flashed through the minds of many people at that moment.
It was not until the camera followed Yan Shixun's steps and fell behind him, revealing only a black silhouette under the dim light, that the audience slowly came out of that powerful and terrifying aura.
[Oh my god, this man is damn sexy! I'm going crazy, is Brother Yan a walking drug? I never thought a suit could look so sexy!]
[Aaaaaaah!! This scene is so touching, it feels like watching an old coastal movie, mysterious, elegant, and full of danger.]
[Speaking of which, Brother Yan and his crew were visiting the crew of "Nocturne by the Sea" this time, right? I saw the crew's official promotion, and the background of the story is the old Binhai a hundred years ago, and they just happened to be at the filming location. It can't be such a coincidence, right? Could it be that the director and the production team kept it a surprise from us? They shot a short video for us to see through the live broadcast? ]
[It’s possible! Now that you put it that way, I think it’s almost certain. After all, the pre-sale tickets alone have sold 5 million tickets, and the poster taken by the show’s guests has the highest popularity. Many people want that poster, and are willing to pay a high price for it. Maybe the poster is just the first level of cooperation, a preview, and now it’s the second level of cooperation, so that we can watch a “movie” shot by the show’s guests?]
[Maybe because I’m young, I don’t really understand Li Xuetang’s movies. I think what he shoots is crap. I can’t even watch it. I’d rather watch some short videos. When I saw the cooperation between the two sides this time, I thought Li Xuetang was just trying to get attention. After all, we have tens of millions of fans here, while Li Xuetang’s social media accounts only have a few hundred thousand fans. But when I saw this, even though it’s only one picture, I don’t think so anymore! This is too good! ]
[If that's the case, then both parties are really thoughtful in this cooperation! The program team brings in traffic, and Director Li Xuetang is responsible for the camera movement and shooting. He imitates the era background of "Nocturne by the Sea" and tailors a plot video similar to the movie for the program team. This is really a strong combination! My god, I really didn't lose out on buying that poster! ]
[Am I the only one who finds this a bit strange? Look, after the camera went dark, it suddenly switched to this scene, with no transition at all. And I've been to the concession area in Binhai City, and this scene is very similar to the actual appearance of the concession area, but the problem is that it's not completely dark in Binhai right now, and it's not raining. How did this scene come about? How did the camera come here? How did Yan Shixun and the others change their costumes and move so quickly?]
[The previous part is full of questions, isn't it? If this is really a surprise, then they must have prepared it in advance. They can't even show you their poop, right?]
[…Tsk, I get the feeling. But this really isn’t a difficult task. The crew is there to shoot a movie, so all the equipment is ready, and there are professionals on site. We can just use a long-arm lens to suspend it, and then the director can move the camera. It should be possible.]
[? ? Such a beautiful scene, but you guys are busy arguing? Why are you taking screenshots? Just stand there!]
Therefore, before the public opinion group did anything, all the original speculations on the social platform were spontaneously reversed by the audience before the live broadcast.
Even though there are still many people who do not believe in this "movie-making" theory, more and more people are beginning to believe in it.
The claims that the program crew was in danger or that something went wrong in the hotel gradually faded away.
The head of the public opinion group was surprised: "This, this is really unbelievable... The human imagination is really terrible."
The official person in charge looked at the dynamic analysis chart of public opinion fluctuations displayed on the computer, and felt a little comforted as he was worried about not being able to contact the program crew.
At the very least, he no longer has to worry about public opinion and can focus entirely on the master who died in the hotel and the current situation of the program crew.
However, what the head of the public opinion group said did not surprise the official responsible.
When faced with something beyond one's own cognition, the human brain has a mechanism for automatic repair and completion. Even if faced with a different story, humans can interpret it as something they can understand.
Although the official person in charge didn't know what was going on with Yan Shixun and the others, and why they suddenly ran to this old coastal-style alley, he was very clear that this was definitely not a group of two people working together to make a movie.
It's impossible. I can't even get past Yan Shixun.
He is not someone who is willing to appear on the screen. Even if he has tens of millions of fans that are the envy of the entire entertainment industry, he is not tempted at all.
But…if it wasn’t a movie, then what exactly happened?
The official person in charge looked at the live broadcast screen and fell into deep thought.
The bad traffic situation did not get alleviated. Instead, as time went by, we officially entered the evening rush hour. The traffic jam was so severe that we could not move more than ten meters in half an hour.
The official in charge was extremely anxious, but suddenly he had an idea.
We can’t contact the production team or the crew, but they were in the hotel before we lost contact with them! If you want to know what happened to them, you can also ask the staff who are in the hotel to check it out.
The more anxious you are, the easier it is to overlook these small details.
The official person in charge cursed himself in his heart and quickly found the front desk phone number from the hotel’s official website.
But after calling, the receptionist seemed more anxious than the official person in charge: "Have you arrived yet? Come quickly! The fog is getting thicker and thicker. It's completely dark outside the hotel. We can't contact anyone outside. We don't know what to do."
The official in charge was stunned: "Ma'am, please don't be anxious and speak slowly. Who do you think called you? I didn't contact you before, and I didn't receive any help messages from the hotel."
The front desk clerk was also stunned: "Aren't you officials from Binhai City? I just called the official rescue team hotline. Our hotel suddenly lost power, but the backup generator did not work according to the emergency plan. Now the elevator can't operate, and the lighting function has also been lost. All of us are hiding in the hotel and dare not go out."
From the words from the front desk, the official person in charge finally knew what happened when he lost contact with Yan Shixun and was unable to get through to everyone in the program crew.
The hotel suddenly lost power, and everyone was trapped on their own floors, unaware of each other's situation. Outside the hotel, in the concession area facing the hotel, there was a thick fog, with visibility less than one meter, and it was so dark that one could not see what was outside.
However, in the concession area, dim street lights were lit up. The light shone through the thick fog and vaguely entered the hotel's all-glass-curtain-walled lobby, making the people who stayed behind even more uneasy.
The description at the front desk reminded the official person in charge of this scene almost instantly and where he had seen it before.
——The program team is broadcasting live.
Although only Yan Shixun has appeared so far, the environment he is in is obviously as described by the front desk.
But this still cannot explain why no one answered the phone, nor can it explain why the people from the program crew suddenly went outside the hotel to "shoot a movie" as if they had teleported.
"Madam, have those people from the top floor suite just come down? They are the people from the variety show "Heart-Stirring 99 Days Around the World", did you see them just now?" asked the official person in charge.
"What are you talking about?"
The receptionist was surprised: "Of course it's impossible. The elevator has stopped running. It's not easy to walk down from the top floor suite. And the middle floors of the fire escape are temporarily locked due to hotel renovations. It's a dead end."
"Although Mr. Yan took the freight elevator to the second top floor, used the key to open the fire escape from the second top floor to the top floor, and went up to the top floor. But if there was no freight elevator, it would be impossible to walk down from the top floor along the fire escape."
This answer made the official person in charge choke, and the last guess also completely failed.
He thought about it, and blurted out the tip given by Yan Shixun, which he had been thinking about in his mind: "Madam, be careful of your head."
The receptionist was confused: "Huh?"
The official person in charge didn't know how to explain it. After all, he didn't know the specific direction of the four words sent by Yan Shixun. But since the front desk and Yan Shixun were in the same hotel, the prompt should also apply to the front desk.
He suddenly felt like he was on an information island, unable to find out what was happening with the program crew.
Just then, Taoist Priest Song Yi called.
As soon as the call was connected, he asked directly: "What is the current situation of the program team?"
The official person in charge subconsciously asked: "Did Taoist Song also see the live broadcast?"
"Live broadcast? Is it Junior Brother Yan and his friends?"
Taoist Priest Song Yi frowned so hard that he could kill a mosquito: "I didn't see it. But just now a pilgrim who had come to see me before called me and said that he couldn't contact his partner. He suspected that his partner was in trouble and wanted me to save his partner."
"The pilgrim's partner is Li Xuetang, who happens to be with the program team."
Li Xuetang!
The official head's eyes lit up, thinking that there was hope and he had actually found a breakthrough.
He immediately called the pilgrim to ask what had happened.
"I had just attended Lao Li's opening ceremony, but because I had a disagreement with him, I ran away in a fit of anger. But as soon as I got across the river bridge, I regretted it, so I wanted to go back to find him and persuade him again."
Li Xuetang's old partner said regretfully, "Who knew that there was thick fog on the river? The cross-river bridge was temporarily under traffic control because of the bad road conditions. I couldn't get across."
"I called him, thinking that if I couldn't persuade him in person, I could just talk over the phone. Unexpectedly, no one answered his phone! I don't know what happened to him, but I was afraid that something might happen to him, so I asked Taoist Song Yi for help."
The official in charge listened and slowly realized something was wrong.
Unlike their special department that deals with death and danger all year round, ordinary people, when they encounter a situation where they can't get through to their friends on the phone, will not think that their friends have some supernatural problems and directly find a Taoist priest for help.
Unless, what happened before was a foreshadowing.
When the official asked about it, the old partner hesitated for a while, as if he wanted to hide something. But in the end, he couldn't resist his concern for Li Xuetang, and told him all his guesses and what he knew.
"Chi Yan?" The official person in charge was stunned.
He didn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry and was not interested in movies. But today, this was the second time he heard this name.
The last time, it was Yan Shixun who told him.
When Yan Shixun lost contact, he was talking to him about the death of the master, which might be related to Chi Yan.
Now he suddenly realized that Chi Yan might have offended a big shot in the entertainment industry, and the other party hired a Gu Master to take revenge on her. Her troubles might affect the people around her.
"Yes, please believe me, I am not crazy, nor am I superstitious!"
As if realizing that what he said was too beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, the old partner hurriedly explained: "During the opening ceremony, because of Chi Yan, there were abnormal conditions. The incense couldn't be lit several times, but as soon as Chi Yan left, it was immediately healed."
"The reason why Lao Li and I had a disagreement was because of this. I wanted him to replace Chi Yan and not get into trouble. But Lao Li was a man who only cared about the play. He insisted that Chi Yan was exactly like the heroine in his script, and he couldn't find another actress who looked so much like the heroine, so he had to use Chi Yan."
"I don't know what happened to Lao Li, but I called the assistant director, the assistant, the crew, etc., but no one answered the phone."
The old partner was extremely anxious: "I suspect that Chi Yan's troubles have implicated them!"
The official person in charge immediately comforted Li Xuetang's old partner, and at the same time agreed with Taoist Song Yi to meet in front of the cross-river bridge leading to the concession area, and enter the concession area together to see what happened to the crew and why no one answered the phone.
All they knew now were the last four words Yan Shixun sent.
Be careful overhead.
…
Yan Shixun could feel that some changes had taken place in him.
He trembled his eyelids, wanting to open his eyes to see clearly his current situation, but just such a simple action of opening his eyes was already as difficult as fighting against a mountain, and his eyes felt extremely heavy.
Yan Shixun still remembers that his last memory was that he was standing in the stairwell of the hotel, with the master's body next to him and blood smeared everywhere around him. Then suddenly, his eyes went black and he couldn't remember anything.
When he regained consciousness, he was already here, but he couldn't open his eyes to see his situation clearly.
He did not dare to let his guard down. He continued trying to open his eyes, while relying on his hearing and sense of smell to try to determine where he was.
There was no smell of blood, nor was there the smell of scraped whitewash or moldy smell accumulated when the fire escape had been closed for a long time.
Instead, there was the smell of an old house after the rain, fresh, clean, mossy, and with the chill of late autumn.
And by his ears, he could still hear the sound of raindrops hitting the puddles on the stone slabs from the eaves.
The rustling of leaves, the sound of the remaining raindrops hitting the tiles...
Yan Shixun made a judgment in his mind.
He is no longer in the hotel, but should be in an old house in an old town. It was built using the style of the last century and features green tiles that were commonly used in old coastal areas, so the sound of dripping water is even clearer.
But this should not be an ordinary house. Judging from the sound of water drops, the eaves are made of curved eaves, and there are also trough stones on the ground to catch rainwater. This will ensure that when it rains, rainwater will not drift into the house.
A common technique used in old times.
Elegant, ancient, and it's raining...
Yan Shixun frowned, and for a moment he couldn't tell how long he had lost consciousness.
It hasn't rained in Binhai City recently. The typhoon was blocked outside by the barrier set up by Haiyun Temple and turned to land on an island country in the sea.
But now, he could hear the sound of rain, and it must have been raining for a while. After all, judging from the smell of the moss, it was more like it had just experienced a plum rain season.
Could it be that he had been unconscious for several days and was packed up and taken to the neighboring province?
Because Zhang Wubing wanted to set the next filming location in the neighboring province, Yan Shixun took a look at the weather in the neighboring province when he found out about it. He knew that it had been raining there recently and that the autumn rain was cold and gloomy.
No, that's not right. The old houses in the neighboring province do not use such technology, and they use more red tiles, so the sound is lighter.
Yan Shixun couldn't help but feel confused. Being deprived of his vision made it impossible for him to judge his situation specifically, but the information he obtained through other senses was so contradictory.
and……
He twisted his neck uncomfortably.
Who was trying to strangle him? He felt like he couldn't breathe, and his collar was tightly around his neck.
...Wait, collar?
Yan Shixun realized something was wrong.
His shirt was never buttoned to the top button, but now it felt as uncomfortable as if he was wearing a tie. So, could it be that the person who made him unconscious by unknown means and took him out of the hotel also changed his clothes?
Yan Shixun: I’m afraid he’s a pervert?
Fortunately, thanks to Yan Shixun's unyielding struggle and the exorcism spell he kept reciting in his heart, his consciousness began to slowly return and become firm, and his chaotic brain regained control of his body.
He fluttered his eyelashes and finally opened his eyes.
The eyes that had not been opened for a long time were suddenly stimulated by the light and began to shed natural tears.
Yan Shixun blinked his eyes, and through his tearful eyes, he could barely see where he was.
It was almost the same as what he had just judged, except for some differences.
The house where Yan Shixun lived was indeed an ancient craftsmanship house, but it was not old. Judging from the wear and tear of the walls and beams, the house was built quite recently. The smell of rain came from the yard outside the house's wide-open carved old wooden door.
He was now sitting at the main table in the main hall of the house. A dim candle was lit on the small sandalwood table next to him, dimly illuminating a space. From the reflection, there was a gilded Buddha statue in the side hall, but there was no incense on the niche, but it was covered with dust. It seemed that no one had taken care of it or worshipped it for a long time.
This is also the reason why he didn't smell the scent of incense.
The house and the yard were very quiet, with only the occasional sound of raindrops falling, as if he was the only one there.
……strangeness.
He had an impression of this house.
I must have seen it casually when I was walking through the concession area before. It is an old coastal building that is a hundred years old.
But what he saw now was brand new.
It was as if he was in the old Binhai of a hundred years ago.
Yan Shixun did not stand up rashly, but looked around vigilantly.
He had just regained consciousness and had not yet completely regained control of his limbs. He seemed to have been sitting for a while, and his long legs wrapped in wool suit trousers were still recovering consciousness, whether they were frozen by the cold wind blowing in from outside or numb from sitting.
And he finally understood why he felt suffocated just now.
Because he really changed his clothes, and he really had a tie around his neck.
It's still a sophisticated Windsor knot.
Yan Shixun was quite speechless and felt that the person who did all this must be mentally ill.
He raised his hand, without considering whether there would be any problem in doing so before he knew exactly what situation he was in, and directly took off the Windsor knot and unbuttoned two buttons.
After doing all this, Yan Shixun let out a long breath of relaxation, feeling that he could finally breathe smoothly.
——He hated anything being too close to his neck. The top button of his shirt, winter scarves, and turtleneck sweaters were all rejected.
That would make him feel constrained.
What he hated most was being restrained.
By the time he regained all senses of his body, Yan Shixun had already patrolled the entire house.
He stood up, and the heavy black wool coat on his shoulders also slipped off the chair and fell silently on the side of his legs.
There was no sign of life here. Except for a few chairs in the main hall, everything else was covered with dust.
In Yan Shixun's opinion, this place is more like a place with another purpose.
A secret meeting, or a handover of intelligence.
The reason why I appeared here...
Yan Shixun lowered his eyes and walked along the footprints left in the dust on the black floor tiles, step by step, to the Buddhist shrine in the side hall.
The Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows, smiled and said nothing.
But it was covered in dust.
The only place without dust...
Yan Shixun reached out and lifted up the empty incense burner in front of the Buddhist shrine.
Sure enough, there was a piece of paper stuck under the incense burner.
His nimble fingers unfolded the small piece of paper on which was written a few words with a pen, "Someone wants to assassinate you within three days, be careful."
Um?
Yan Shixun snorted coldly in his heart. He felt that the person who wanted to assassinate him should be the one who made him lose consciousness and brought him here.
But all this was too unbelievable. Yan Shixun still hasn't figured out how he appeared in the old Binhai house a hundred years ago from the stairwell of the hotel.
All the modern equipment on his body disappeared, including the mobile phone, replaced by an exquisite gold pocket watch.
So Yan Shixun did not ignore the small note. He casually put the note into his coat pocket and searched the house again for possible hidden items. After confirming that there was nothing else, he turned around and checked the things on his body with the dim candlelight.
The hand-sewn suits and coats are made of top-quality wool, with even the stitching made from twisted silk. The leather shoes are made from top-grain cowhide with exquisite workmanship. There is even a walking stick, commonly used by British gentlemen, leaning against a chair nearby.
Yan Shixun couldn't help but sneer.
If this is role-playing, then the identity card he got makes him a character that cannot be ignored.
He opened the gold pocket watch to see what it had to offer.
Although the current situation is a bit bizarre, when people first see something beyond their own cognition, they will describe it as "bizarre", just like an ordinary person who has never believed in the existence of ghosts and gods suddenly encounters a ghost.
Yan Shixun was already accustomed to ghosts and gods, but fortunately he never stood still and thought that what he saw was the entire world, nor did he regard himself as an omniscient and omnipotent god.
He is willing to accept things that are beyond his current understanding.
—For example, starting by figuring out who he is now.
As Yan Shixun expected, the gold pocket watch indeed had the custom of engraving words inside, just like in the era when pocket watches were used.
Moreover, he found an unexpected surprise - a black-and-white photo taped under the pocket watch case.
The photo shows a man and a woman. The young man is wearing a suit and looks very energetic, while the woman, wearing a long skirt from the old society, is shyly smiling with her lips pursed, leaning against the man.
Although the pixels of the black and white photo were blurry, Yan Shixun could still see that when the woman secretly looked up at the man, her eyes were full of hidden but uncontrollable love.
After flipping through the photo, Yan Shixun finally knew who the owner of the photo was.
On the back of the photo, it was beautifully written in pen: Jing Shi Wanxiu, presented to her husband.
Yan Shixun's hand holding the pocket watch suddenly tightened, and the lid of the pocket watch closed, almost pinching his palm.
But he didn't realize this at all, instead his face was full of disbelief.
Jing family, dressed in old times style.
This was not the first time he had seen this combination.
In the former residence of diplomat Jing Yin, which Lu Xingxing accidentally entered while chatting with him in a friendly manner, the huge oil painting hanging in the middle also depicts this combination. Even though the woman was wearing a European-style puffy skirt, she still had her hair styled in the old times.
so……
Yan Shixun's gaze slowly fell on the case of the pocket watch, on which were clearly engraved three words: Jing Shiwen.
Diplomat Jing Yin was born in Lao Binhai 120 years ago, with the courtesy name Shiwen.
Yan Shixun's calm expression finally broke.
……Grass
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