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Ye Wushuang didn't expect to meet Zhou Baiyan as soon as he went out.

She nodded, her voice was cold: "Yes."

She didn't want to say anything else, for fear of involving Zhou Baiyan in this case.

"Are you going to play? If so, I recommend you to go..." Zhou Baiyan introduced two pretty good scenic spots to Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang listened quietly without interruption. She remembered that one of the greatest hobbies of the young master of the Zhou family was traveling.

And because of his love of traveling, he was once in danger and his life was hanging by a thread.

Now it seems that it is.

After Zhou Baiyan finished the introduction, she said, "Okay, I've made a note, and I'll go when I have time."

But Ye Wushuang didn't know that the real Zhou Baiyan died in that danger.

Now Zhou Baiyan is one of her few friends, Michael.

"Then I won't bother you anymore. I'll go downstairs to have breakfast, and I'm going out—" Zhou Baiyan's cell phone rang before the words fell.

He answered the phone with disappointment in his eyes, and replied in English: "Really? The hot air balloon we ordered broke down, and it will be delayed for a few days?

Then don't I want to stay in this hotel that can't even repair the water heater for a few more days?ok, I get it. "

Zhou Baiyan sighed, and hung up the phone. The expression that was still in high spirits just now was lost, and he complained to Ye Wushuang:

"If I knew it earlier, I would have booked a five-star hotel in the area in advance, but it was half a day late, and their reservations were full, so I could only stay here."

Ye Wushuang handed over his room card to Zhou Baiyan: "If the hotel can't fix the water heater today, you can go to my room to wash up."

"Well, thank you." Zhou Baiyan took the room card and grinned sincerely.

He turned around and took half a step, as if thinking of something, he turned back suddenly and asked Ye Wushuang:

"But it's boring to be alone in the hotel, Wushuang, what are your plans for today with your brother, can you bring me?"

Zhou Baiyan has laid the groundwork for so long and acted for a long time, and all he wants to say is this sentence.

"We're going to the countryside of country C. It's even more boring. You'd better stay in the hotel, or go shopping around the city." Ye Wushuang calmly refused.

"I've been shopping around." Zhou Baiyan frowned, and then his eyes were filled with anticipation:

"I just haven't seen the customs of country C's countryside yet, can you take me there to play?"

Ye Wushuang had a headache.

Agree, it's dangerous to Zhou Baiyan, not good.

If you don't agree, it seems unreasonable and hurts Zhou Baiyan's feelings.

When he was struggling, Ye Zhili walked out of the room wearing glasses and carrying a bag.

He gave Ye Wushuang a look: "This is your friend?"

"My classmate from the university, Zhou Baiyan, is also here to ride the hot air balloon." Ye Wushuang After Ye Zhili introduced Zhou Baiyan, he introduced Ye Zhili to Zhou Baiyan:

"Ye Zhili, my third brother."

"Mr. Ye, hello." Zhou Baiyan took the initiative to say hello.

"Hello." Ye Zhili shook his hand, his voice habitually indifferent: "Since you are bored in the hotel, then go with us, provided that you don't run around, you should know that country C is not safe."

He made this decision because he believed in the abilities of the Ji family, because he didn't want to put his sister in a dilemma, and because he felt that Zhou Baiyan would not be able to stay with them for a few days because he still wanted to go on a hot air balloon ride.

Therefore, letting Zhou Baiyan join the team temporarily should not cause any major changes.

"I know, I will never run around, thank you third brother!" Zhou Baiyan nodded happily.

When he smiled, the red mole on the left side of his chin was inexplicably dazzling.

Ye Zhili originally didn't like others to get close to him, but this guy looked stupid, he didn't have any intentions, so he was quite pleasing.

He said, "Go and pack your bags, we're leaving soon."

"Yeah!" Zhou Baiyan nodded heavily, turned around and went to the room to pack his luggage. In less than 10 minutes, he was ready to go.

"Let's go." Ye Zhili took the lead, and the three of them went downstairs together.

Because they had to travel, the three of them didn't have breakfast at the hotel. They bought a piece of bread each, and made a simple meal in the car they had found in advance.

The driver of the part-time guide is a local black man in his 40s, with dreadlocks and simple clothes.

Ye Zhili was sitting in the co-pilot, looking at the windshield with several cracks, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

This is his first time in country C. Among other things, he has learned a lot.

Country C's backwardness is beyond his imagination. At least in Country Xia, cars that are damaged like this can't get on the road, and everyone will replace them for safety reasons.

The three of them bumped on the road for a long time, and the scenery outside the car window also changed from a town to a wilderness to a grassland.

Eight hours later, the three arrived at their destination.

The destination is a flat grassland, surrounded by different kinds of bushes and some coniferous trees, scattered in the middle, covered with dozens of mud houses with walls made of mud and roofs made of hay.

"Here, my house, is also where you want."

The level of national education in country C is very low. Even the guides can barely speak stumbling English and need to use both hands and feet in order for Ye Zhili to understand.

"OK." Ye Zhili got out of the car.

"Father!" A dark-skinned boy who spoke the tribal language came out of one of the dirt houses, hugging the guide's thigh.

"Hey." The guide picked up the child, kissed and hugged him in his arms.

After being intimate, he looked at Ye Zhili, Ye Wushuang, and Zhou Baiyan, and then spoke in difficult English: "My family, rest, drink?"

Speaking of the latter, he raised his head and raised his hand, as if he was drinking from a cup.

Ye Zhili nodded.

He really wanted to find a place to drink and rest.

It's also his fault that he didn't make sufficient preparations when he arrived for the first time, thinking that no matter how backward country C is, there should always be a place to sell water halfway, but who knows that the road is so remote.

Ye Zhili followed the guide, walked into a room that was relatively remote and lonely compared to other earthen houses, and paused.

The inside is very narrow, barely enough for Ye Wushuang and the three of them to stand. There is no light or electricity, and it is so dark that you can't see clearly. You can only vaguely see a woman doing housework inside.

"Honey, bring me three bottles of water." The guide spoke the tribal language as he spoke to his family.

"Here." The woman took three bottles of water from the corner and gave them to the guide.

The guide then gave water to Ye Wushuang and the three, patted a wooden bed and said in English: "Sit down?"

"No." Ye Zhili refused, and walked out with Ye Wushuang and Zhou Baiyan.

They are not locals and cannot adapt to this dark and cramped space.

After drinking the water, Ye Zhili told Ye Wushuang and Zhou Baiyan not to run around. He took a photo of a black girl, led a guide as an interpreter, and went door-to-door asking questions.

The villagers all shook their heads, expressing that they had never seen or recognized them.

Ye Zhili didn't have the dream of finding it as soon as he found it. He put away the photos and said to the guide, "Change to the next village."