Life is precious

When I woke up again, the light in the room was very dim.I was a little confused whether it was the evening or the next morning.

The wind with a bit of coolness in late autumn floated in from the window, driving a corner of the white curtain.At this moment, suddenly there is an illusion that the years are quiet.

The head is no longer dizzy, and it is no longer chaotic and heavy.After the serious illness passed, the Lingtai was completely clear.In the past whole year, the brain has not had a moment of rest, pondering, inferring, and guessing all the time, from clues and words.

At this moment, I just want to enjoy this rare peace by myself.There are no thoughts, as if even the emotions have disappeared.In the universe, finally I am the only one left.Completely myself.

I stared out the window, feeling the passage of time, from dawn to daylight.It seemed as if the haze in my heart had been dissipated by the sunshine, and it warmed up a little bit.Sakyamuni sat under the bodhi tree for seven days and seven nights, and finally became a Buddha.I feel that I am about to become a fairy, transcending the mundane world.Before the last step, the bedroom door opened suddenly, and it was Zhou Shiyun who came in.

I felt very annoyed that this man came in without even knocking on the door.That's right, the house belongs to him, why bother to knock on the door when entering his own room.I looked at him with a look of impatience that I didn't even bother to hide.

"Are you feeling better?" He said and handed me the water glass in his hand.

Taking a deep breath, I struggled to suppress the emotions that disappeared just now, but flooded in with Zhou Shiyun's arrival, and reached out to take the water glass.

The water temperature was just right, I drank a few sips, and my limbs and bones were warmed up. "Thanks, I'm better."

He watched me put the water glass on the bedside table, looking thoughtful.Then I quickly came back to my senses, said that the kitchen had made some porridge, and asked me if I should eat in the room or go to the living room.

I have always felt that the bedroom is a very private space, the only place where a person is willing to disarm and be defenseless.I didn't want to stay here with Zhou Shiyun, so I replied that I would go to the living room.

When I lifted the quilt, I realized that the clothes I was wearing had been changed.I was top-heavy before, and I couldn't struggle to get up to find pajamas, so I took off my coat and slept in a T-shirt.But at this time, I was wearing blue and white striped pajamas.

What grade is this?I'm really too lazy to complain, it's like a hospital gown.Ah... The focus is wrong, what should be paid attention to is: who changed the clothes for this uncle?I glanced at Zhou Shiyun, he was getting up and going to the living room.

Even if it was the clothes that the emperor of Zhou condescended to change for me, let alone discussing this possibility, for a person who has no personal freedom, whoever changes them is the same.Think too much and die faster.Forget it, whoever you love.

The porridge should be made in the imperial dining room of the Zhou emperor, and the chef's cooking skills are always delicious.Fresh, waxy and smooth, with crystal particles and full color.Not only delicious but also pleasing to the eye.To be honest, it is not easy to drink such delicious porridge.Years of habits have made my first reaction when I taste porridge is to pack a copy and send it to Pan Xiao.

Pan Xiao is a real foodie, and he's one of the more stingy foodies.But although he likes to eat, he doesn't really like me ordering private dishes for him.I don't know the goods, do you know that many private restaurants with word of mouth have to make reservations half a year in advance, and it is not easy to get a reservation.

I can probably guess what he's thinking, but I don't quite agree with it.I had no choice but to pack a portion for him every time I ate something that tasted good.I like his shining eyes very much when he sees me bringing him food, like a little hamster, and it also makes me find the joy of feeding human pets.

I don't know how Pan Xiao is doing now.Thinking of this, I suddenly lost my appetite.The congee, which was not bad at first, became dull and tasteless.I took two mouthfuls, and then two more mouthfuls. I felt like I was going to throw up, so I put down the spoon.

Seeing that I couldn't eat anymore, Zhou Shiyun didn't say much.He asked me to go back to the room to tidy up, and said he would take me out for a while.He himself took my leftover porridge back to the kitchen.

I sat on the chair for a while, listening to the sound of splashing water coming from the kitchen, I felt incredible, then went back to change clothes obediently.

The clothes in the closet seemed to be of the expensive kind, with good quality and style.I clicked my tongue and picked out a few that looked pleasing to the eye and put them on.

The cloakroom was opened independently, semi-open, with a floor-to-ceiling mirror inside.I have to say the design is quite unique.If it was in the past, with such a floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of me, I would definitely go up there for a while, and entertain myself by posing a few poses.Now when I look at myself in front of the mirror, I am not decadent, maybe I just got sick, and my face is a little yellow and gloomy.Also, the mustache on the chin has grown a little more, and I can shave it after a little more.But overall, it's still pretty cool.

That's right, you Uncle Jiang is a handsome guy.

Sure enough, there are razors in the toilet, both manual and electric, as well as shaving cream and aftershave.I didn't notice it before, but now I realize that the facial cleanser, essence water and other male care products in the storage box are very organized, but they are all placed in the cabinet instead of on the washstand.

Tsk tsk, Miss Lily is really talented.I think if I have time in the future, I can explore here, how many things she has prepared.

I don't want Zhou Shiyun to wait too long, there is absolutely no need to embarrass him on such details that do not involve principle.I closed the cabinet door, wiped my face with water, wiped it with a tissue and went out.

Zhou Shiyun was already waiting in the living room.The clothes on his body were still the same as before. After seeing me coming out, he got up from the sofa and put out his cigarette.He saw me and nodded, seemingly satisfied.After saying "Let's go", he opened the door and went out.I followed him all the way down the stairs.

When I came here, I remembered that there was a small forest outside the villa.But when I followed Zhou Shiyun out of the gate, I realized that the villa was actually built on the mountainside.There is a circular road from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain.I can't see the whole picture clearly, only a few black roads can be seen in the green.

Looking down from the mountainside, you can see a small town at the foot of the mountain, sandwiched between two high mountains, occupying the entire valley.Occasionally, you can see a few villages dotted among the large farmlands. A silver river passes through the farmlands, bypasses the small town, and continues to rush forward.

I was amazed by the sight.No wonder I can’t connect to the Internet here. In such an isolated mountain, if 4G coverage is available, I will follow Pan Xiao’s surname.Although it is said that there is no sun and moon in the mountains, but for a scheming bitch like me, I will make a mark every day that passes.This is what I learned from Robinson when I was a child watching "Robinson Crusoe".It may not be accurate to say which day today's date is, but I still know which month it is.

I thought it was late autumn now, but seeing the verdant mountains and rivers around me, I'm not so sure.It is not easy to divide the original seasons in another place. After all, the seasons in the northern and southern hemispheres are just opposite, and the attributes of the climate in the eastern and western hemispheres are also completely different.

Where is this place?When Mingming went to "Teach You Play" every day to drink coffee, the bright yellow ginkgo leaves on both sides of the street rustled to the ground with the wind, and I even picked up a piece of it as a bookmark.And I am familiar with every storefront on both sides of the street, obviously in the center of the city.I even hoped that I could run into Pan Xiao on the road...

And in this kind of ravine, the prosperity of the city is impossible to exist.Apparently, without anyone noticing it, probably when I burned unconscious two days ago, I was transferred again.

I just said why I was needled and unconscious, who knows what sleeping things are put in the potion.When I woke up, I found that the surrounding environment had not changed, and I thought I was in the same place.It was like carrying a hamster, and it was directly connected to the cage and transported to another place. Of course, the hamster didn't notice it.

I should have been furious. After all, in a different environment, the escape plan I designed before was completely useless; after all, I was put to sleep and treated like a pet; You can see through it after a little pondering.It is also difficult for Zhou Shiyun to let people decorate the room exactly like the previous one.Oh, maybe all the rooms are exactly the same, crazy thinking, who knows?

However, I don’t know if it was because the epiphany this morning opened my eyes to the worldly life, but I suddenly felt that it was no big deal, and my mood was very calm, completely calm.Even when Zhou Shiyun was talking about something, I still talked to him with great interest.

It’s no big deal, it’s no big deal to drop out of school, it’s no big deal not to have freedom, it’s no big deal to move to a strange place, it’s no big deal not to see Pan Xiao for thirteen months.

Zhou Shiyun drove a sports car out of the garage.I thought that a person like Zhou Shiyun whose identity and background are a mystery shouldn’t be driving a Maserati. Isn’t it the most cool to drive a car that you assemble yourself?No matter how poor Maybach or Porsche sports car looks, it looks cooler than Maserati.Oh, this is what Pan Xiao said, but I take it seriously.

Pan Xiao likes cars very much, especially sports cars. He likes to talk about various series of famous sports cars.When the interest came up, I kept chattering in my ears about the engine performance of this car and the exterior design of that car all day long.When he said it, his eyes were slightly squinted, and his face was full of longing.

I know that with the current financial strength of Pan Xiao's family, even if Pan Xiao is sold, it won't be enough to make up the money for one tire.Although my biological parents left me a lot of money, I can't afford that kind of tens of millions of sports cars.What's more, even if I can afford it, Pan Xiao won't accept it.He likes some things, but he doesn't want to keep them for himself, he just appreciates them purely, and he may not accept them even if you hold them in front of him with both hands.Sometimes I admire this point, and sometimes I am quite speechless.

But I still want to save my own money to buy a car for Pan Xiao, a cheaper one, and give it to him on his 30th birthday.

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