Quick Travel: The heartthrob beauty is forced to open for business

It's been five years since that incident.

The teenagers back then have already become big guys in various fields.

*

Pei Langzhi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a cup of rich and fragrant coffee in his hand, his eyes deep, and his whole body exuded a cold aura.

ring ring ring—

The phone on the table vibrated, and he put down his cup and answered it.

"See you at the same place tomorrow. The research has made new discoveries."

Hearing this, the man who was originally bleak and thought there was no progress brightened up and replied to the person on the other end of the phone, "Okay, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Pei Langzhi sat on the sofa and covered his eyes with his arms, almost unable to hold back his emotions.

That person seemed to be a dream for them. Everyone they asked did not remember her existence. Even Chen Qingxiao said she did not exist.

Pei Langzhi knew that it was definitely not a dream. That peerless girl existed. She was real.

The next morning, Pei Langzhi got up early, packed up in a hurry, and rushed to that place without even eating breakfast.

Opening the door, there are various machines and instruments inside.

He walked inside with ease. The spacious and clean room was filled with handsome men of different temperaments.

"Everyone is here, let's talk."

The man sitting outside lit a cigarette, his face obscured by bluish-white smoke, and his voice was mellow and deep.

“There’s good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?”

The handsome young man in a white coat stood up and looked at the big guys sitting on the sofa with a serious tone.

Three years ago, when he had just graduated and was looking for a job, he was lured here by this group of people with a lot of money to do research. Although he did not believe in ghosts and theology, they gave him a lot of money!

The man hidden in the shadows crossed his left leg over his right leg, crossed his hands, leaned forward, his face was vaguely visible, and his voice was calm, as if nothing could attract him.

"I don't like others to show off."

"Speak straight."

Yes, yes, you are the sponsor dad, you have the final say.

Chen Yurong complained secretly in his heart, with a serious expression on his face. He coughed lightly and said calmly, "According to the data, there is indeed a mysterious and advanced wave appearing there. However, according to the current scientific progress, it is impossible to reach that level. , let alone five years ago.”

It's so unbelievable. If it weren't for the evidence in his hand, Chen Yurong wouldn't believe such a mysterious thing.

Everyone present understood what he meant, and there was silence in the room.

"Sorry to trouble you, Senior Brother Chen."

The young man standing in front of Chen Yurong has a temperament as gentle as jade, and is handsome and cold. His gold-rimmed glasses cover his narrow eyes, and his thin lips curve into a gentle curve. He is the so-called humble gentleman, and his light blue coat adds a touch of elegance. Bachelor feeling.

"If it doesn't work now, it doesn't mean it won't work in the future. I will wait all my life."

The person who said this was none other than Bai Fengmian. He had his legs crossed and his eyes were sinister. There was no trace of the sunny and cheerful youth in his body.

After saying that, he glanced at his twin brother, who had been silent beside him, and walked out alone.

"That's it, let's go."

The door was opened, sunlight hit the marble table, and everyone left in different directions.

This is not their first meeting, but it is the last.

In the decades that followed, everyone was waiting for the word "success."

*

The rain kept falling, ticking, and a sad and gloomy atmosphere lingered in the air.

The old man was supported by the handsome young man and walked to the tombstone.

On the dark plaque, a black and white photo was printed on it.

The young man seemed to be looking at someone. He smiled brightly at the camera, as if time had stopped at that moment.

"Old man, I'm here to see you."

"When we were young, we couldn't stand each other and we were always at odds with each other."

"I didn't expect you to take a step ahead of me."

"Did you see her?"

The old man's voice was old and weak. He relied on his grandson's strength to barely maintain his body. His eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog and blurred.

He slowly raised his hand and touched the words engraved on the plaque.

—The tomb of Bai Fengmian, the husband of Muning

Born in [-]xx, died in [-]xx

When he encountered the cold brick wall, he could no longer control his emotions and tears fell quietly.

"If I were gone, who would remember her?"

In his life, he sent away many acquaintances one after another.

Liu Qingjia, Zhou Yihe, Han Zhijun, Fang Chiwu—

Every name he knew had a tombstone.

The same thing is that the words engraved on the tombstone are Muning's husband.

"grandfather…"

The young boy looked at the frail and sick old man with tears in his eyes.

"By the way, I forgot to introduce you. This is my grandson, Pei Sining. Isn't he handsome?"

"Sining, come."

Pei Langzhi looked at the young man whose face had no resemblance to his own, smiled slightly, held his hand, and led him one step forward.

"The person in front of you is your Grandpa Bai. When he was young, he loved to quarrel with me."

Pei Sining bowed to the tombstone and said seriously, "Hello, Grandpa Bai, I am Pei Sining."

swish swish—

Fallen leaves slowly drifted down from the trees and landed in front of the tombstone, as if in response to Pei Sining.

Pei Langzhi looked at this scene and turned his back. His rickety body trembled slightly and his chest kept rising and falling.

After that day, Pei Langzhi's health deteriorated day by day.

Pei Sining was in a panic, but couldn't do anything.

Pei Langzhi looked at the young man pacing back and forth and waved to him.

"Sining, can grandpa tell you a story?"

The old man's skin was sagging and his face was pale. Pei Sining endured the tears in his throat and nodded.

In a weak voice full of vigor, Pei Lang told the boy the story of his youth word for word.

As he spoke, he raised his weak arms and traced the girl in his memory in the air with his fingers.

"She is a liar. She stole your grandfather's heart."

"Sining, you have to remember that your name is Pei Sining, and Pei Langzhi misses Muning."

"This is grandpa's last bit of selfishness. I hope you can remember it for me and pass on this memory."

Pei Sining sobbed and nodded. He seemed to sense something and held his grandfather's calloused hand tightly.

"Now, grandpa has to go to the appointment."

"It's time for them to wait."

In the blur of consciousness, there were sad cries in his ears, but Pei Langzhi saw the girl sitting by the window, looked back at him and smiled, and she said, "You are here."