Tang Wan was unaware that her actions had triggered the defenses of some of the senior students in the high school.
She only paid a little attention to the virtual shop before turning on her computer to look at this issue's exchange student guide.
Three years have passed since Tang Wan last spent time as an exchange student.
Over the past three years, Tang Wan used various excuses not to go.
Although Frank didn't show up when she left last time, Tang Wan still vividly remembers the looks she received from her classmates.
They all avoided each other, afraid of being blamed because of them.
Chris and they had a fairly good relationship, so what they were afraid of was not Cross, but Frank, who never appeared again.
Tang Wan even had a vague feeling that Frank's name was probably a pseudonym.
Chris and the other classmates didn't say anything, they just let the fake name appear in front of them.
Time and time again.
Therefore, Tang Wan could not confirm this matter; she only suspected it.
Tang Wan had not forgotten what she had promised Lu Lin and Si Huai. She would never risk her life without absolute certainty.
She couldn't let those who worried about her suffer any longer.
Thinking of this, Tang Wan accelerated her investigation into Frank, but unfortunately, every time she was about to catch some clues, news of Frank would slip away again.
It seemed like they were just teasing her, which made Tang Wan very unhappy.
The game of cat and mouse is a classic, but nobody likes being the mouse that gets played.
Just then, Grandma Si suddenly pushed open the door and walked in.
She was holding a bottle of milk, which she placed on Tang Wan's table, and asked, "Your father is going to the West Bank tomorrow, do you want to go with him?"
Although Grandma Si asked a question, it was clear that she wanted Tang Wan to come along and play.
Putting everything else aside, Tang Wan must be incredibly bored staying at home all day.
Tang Wan knew that Grandma Si meant well, so she nodded.
Speak using sign language.
[Okay, Grandma.]
Grandma Si stepped forward, pressed her cheek against Tang Wan's cheek, and said, "My dear."
Tang Wan tilted her head, her large, bright eyes filled with confusion, as if she didn't understand why Grandma Si would suddenly call her "good girl".
But Grandma Si didn't say it too obviously. She just patted Tang Wan's head and said earnestly, "Go and have some fun first. Life is so long. It's not worth wasting some time to see some scenery with no clear purpose."
"Then you'll have a different perspective."
Grandma Si held Tang Wan in her arms and whispered, "You're pushing yourself too hard."
"Sweetie, Grandma hopes you can be happy."
Tang Wan looked at the screen in front of her, lowered her eyelids slightly, and did not make any movement.
She knew that the people around her were worried about her, and they repeatedly advised her not to push herself too hard.
But Tang Wan had something she had never told anyone.
It was the death of my mother.
People may always think that they are too young to remember those things, or they may be afraid of mentioning them and feeling sad.
For whatever reason, those questions never came to Tang Wan.
Tang Wan did not take the initiative to go to them.
She remembered the tattoo—a green python!
Tang Wan didn't see any information about the pattern around her, but she would use all the resources around her to find the answer.
Three years, a full three years.
Tang Wan finally found traces of their activities.
Coincidentally, that place was exactly where Tang Wan first attended a cruise ship party.
Reports indicate that green pythons are active in the area.
Tang Wan did not think it was a coincidence.
Who knows, the fire on the cruise ship might have been started by these pythons?
Moreover, Chris also had memory loss after that incident, just like his previous self.
Tang Wan locked away her own memories back then, while Chris seemed to have been hypnotized by someone else.
However, the matter was left unresolved, and it's unclear how they ultimately handled it.
Grandma Si watched as Tang Wan's thoughts drifted away again. She quietly placed Tang Wan on the seat and then tiptoed away.
They had all gotten used to Tang Wan suddenly immersing herself in her own world.
Perhaps it was because Tang Wan always thought a lot that she would suddenly fall into deep thought.
Tang Wan is intelligent; that's beyond question.
She just detached herself too easily.
Everyone tried many methods in the hope that Tang Wan could have a greater sense of participation in this world.
Tang Wan did the same.
It was done quite well.
Sometimes I just can't control myself.
We're all the type to do what we say we'll do, so since we've agreed to go on a trip, we'll start preparing seriously.
Although Tang Wan knew they would be going to the West Bank soon, she didn't expect that "soon" would be the next day.
When Tang Wan groggily got out of bed, the plane had already taken off.
As the figures grew smaller and smaller, Tang Wan suddenly realized that this was probably a spot that everyone had set aside specifically for her and Si Huai to cultivate their relationship.
These three years are neither a long nor a short time.
Tang Wan gradually began to understand the true meaning behind their seemingly impulsive actions.
So she sat quietly beside Si Huai, looking at the blue sky and white clouds that seemed within reach, and was in a fairly pleasant mood.
Si Huai, who was standing to the side, took out the pastries that Tang Wan liked and handed them to her.
He whispered, "If you're still sleepy, go back to sleep a little longer. We'll be there soon."
Tang Wan nodded and then closed her eyes again.
Tang Wan likes the feeling of weightlessness on airplanes. The thrill of his heart about to jump out of his throat makes him feel truly alive, rather than being trapped in a small space and overwhelmed by the darkness and suffocation.
Tang Wan hasn't had any dreams about the past for a long time.
But for some reason, these past few days she has been constantly reminiscing about the past.
Those hideous giant pythons, and the ubiquitous men in black.
The sulfuric acid splashed on my mother's face, and the lingering smell of blood that I can never wash away...
It was like a dark hand reaching out from a nightmare, dragging her into the abyss time and time again.
She couldn't escape those past nightmares at all, waking up in terror countless times from them.
When I opened my eyes, all I saw was Si Huai's worried gaze, and then I heard him say, "What's wrong?"
Did you have a nightmare?
Tang Wan shook her head, remained silent, and then wiped away her sweat.
With trembling hands, he made a sign language statement.
[fine. ]
She couldn't possibly tell Si Huai about what happened in her dream.
She won't tell anyone.
This is something she wants to accomplish in her lifetime.
She wants to use her mother's name.
They saw the light again.
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