Travelers on the grassland look at the hunter guarding the old net. The returning hermit looks down at the fire clouds in the distance in the wind with a bass sound. The light red horizon casts a thick shadow through the clear air, slightly The mist forms intertwined and hazy lights, like a sponge filled with tides. The illusory colors are just the final bet.
In the dilapidated house, after being tortured on the couch by Zhou Chuci, the smooth Shangguan Peihan stood up feebly. She wanted to cry but had no tears. Her heart was filled with infinite sadness. She came to the dilapidated desk without saying a word. He looked down at the scattered papers in front of him.
There are several poems written by him.
"The remaining lamps are painting old songs in the cold, the falling moon is warming the curtains and the thin rain is falling, the cold sun is passing by, the water is drying up the trees, and the snow is not covering them. I feel sad day after day and night."
"The long sun embraces the dead trees, the short wind clears the tangled grass. The distant cens leaves the ice and snow, and the near water bids farewell to the ancient moon."
"The lonely moon has fallen and the flowers are broken, and the lotus leaves are broken in the morning breeze."
"The mountain hangs in the half moon, and lonely shadows clutter the wet road. The mist locks the early moon, and the fragrant rain calls people home."
Either a poem or a word, a single sentence or a whole song.
Shangguan Peihan was thinking to himself as he wrote, but he still couldn't help it. Tears fell down and wet the yellowed paper.
Zhou Chuci first stood in front of the blackboard filled with various symbols and numbers and stared at it for a while. Then, he walked to Shangguan Peihan, picked up a piece of paper, and read: "For whom does the wind and rain stay, for whom does the mist stay?" Who is waiting?" Then Zhou Chuci laughed and said: "You can't have your cake and eat it too, just like you can't have your cake and eat it too, just like sex and love. I can get your person, but I can never get your heart."
After Shangguan Peihan heard this, he raised his head and glared at Zhou Chuci fiercely, "You are not a human being. You will never, ever want to win my heart!"
Zhou Chuci smiled coldly: "I know you very well. You don't love anyone." He paused, picked up a piece of paper on the table and read: "My heart is like a thunder, and the clouds are like running water." Come." Then Zhou Chuci laughed, "You don't love Ye Yun either. You only love yourself. If you want to leave, I will never stop you. But do you dare to leave? Do you want to leave? Do you really want to go? Are you looking for Ye Yun? Are you sure he loves you? Haha, your family is dead, and you stay here with me in order to get my last bit of mercy, but you are still unwilling to give any sincerity, who are you?"
At this time, Shangguan Peihan was exposed by Zhou Chuci, and he became angry. He stood up angrily, threw away his chair and ran out of the house.
At this moment, there were several knocks on the door.
On the other side, the Internet cafe in City T was very busy with people coming and going. Everyone was playing with their mouse and keyboard, and the heroes in the game were killing each other like crazy.
Zhao Yiou didn't fully understand START's words, and besides, he still had hatred and jealousy for Ye Yun in his heart, so he just said casually: "Since he asked you to help investigate, you will help him investigate. What's the point of going deeper? Ye Yun, you He still doesn’t understand that no one can stop him from what he wants to do.”
After hearing this, Stat said: "Ou Zi, are you having a conflict with Ye Yun? Don't you two have the best relationship? You two had the most fun playing games in college."
Zhao Yiou was silent for a while, then changed the topic: "Is this Kyushu Yunmeng the game you participated in the development of before?"
Stat hummed: "Yeah, Ye Yun was..." Suddenly thinking that Zhao Yiou didn't want to mention Ye Yun, he paused and continued: "I just did some work on the underlying framework, and the main content was done by the Jiuzhou team. Yes." Stat knew what Zhao Yiou meant and said with a smile: "If you want some internal benefits, I'll ask you next time."
"Okay." Zhao Yiou agreed, and the two chatted for a few more words before hanging up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Start shook his head slightly and said to himself: "What a pity, a person who can't see the future."
As he spoke, he forwarded the surveillance video from that night on his computer to someone in his address book, and at the same time added a sentence: Those people are probably going to take action.
