Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

The room is huge.

A whole layer belongs to Tuwan.

Once the door is closed behind you, the whole world will become quiet.

She looked up and turned around, and the sensor light came on, illuminating the carefully framed paintings on the wall.

If Ye Kong were here, it would take him about three seconds to remember that it was a painting she had casually drawn at the Qin family banquet.

Rainy day, horse racing.

The audience stands were filled with laughter and flowing drinks, knights were wearing cloaks and rain and trying their best, the sky was hazy and the earth was vast, the chaos was full of tension, and there was a sense of looking down that was both vast and indifferent, as if God was looking down on the world.

This painting is specially decorated with a cold light that is full of design sense.

Tu Wan stared at it for a moment before continuing to walk inside.

The induction lights lit up all the way, and large murals took shape, like a sea of stars lit up in clusters. Until she arrived at the bedroom, before she pushed open the glass door, the transparent room had already lit up.

clatter--

It was as if a huge galactic flower bloomed in a glass bottle.

That is the holographic projection equipment purchased from Xingfei, and the effect is very good.

And when the flower lit up again, her entire floor turned into a flowing galaxy, which was almost a one-to-one replica of the painting drawn by the Undead Demon.

Tu Wan pushed open the door holding "Stars", walked through the shadows of the rotating flowers to the table and sat down, then smoothed the book and carefully placed it on the special bookshelf next to him.

The bookshelf looks like an open shell.

The shell is huge in shape, with a strange serrated edge. A large oval pearl is hidden under the shelf, and the entire bookshelf is emitting a very dreamy silver light.

Tu Wan put the book away, stretched his body and leaned back, letting out a long sigh, then sat up and propped up his face to look outside.

The window reflected her bored and indifferent face.

Outside, the streetlights dimly illuminated a vast expanse of lawn that stretched almost as far as the eye could see.

The iron net became blurry in the night, making it confusing to tell whether it was the golf course or the house that was trapped.

Tu Wan has been watching this kind of scenery for more than twenty years.

·

I first realized I didn’t have anything I liked when I was about fifteen.

She was just flipping through the company contract her father gave her. Suddenly, she looked up and found that it was dark outside.

The same glass window reflected her young face, which was suddenly stunned by the darkness.

The lights on the golf course were on, and the iron fence was clearly far away from here, but for a moment she had the incongruous feeling of being in prison.

Then she strangely began to recall the time that had just passed, but she could not remember anything - except the content of the contract she had seen.

After years of study and practice, she had long since learned to easily identify loopholes, big and small, in contracts. She had just drawn lines around the problematic areas, but looking at those black lines again, she felt nothing at all—no sense of accomplishment for discovering the problem, no pride for completing her father's test, and no anger that the other company was looking down on her.

Nothing at all.

When did it start?

She has learned a lot and attended many expensive "interest classes" that are unimaginable to ordinary people. It seems that she can learn everything, but it seems that nothing can arouse her enthusiasm.

Her parents are very loving, and she is an only child. She has been placed with high hopes since childhood and has been brought up in a very scientific way. She has lived up to expectations and has grown up to be an excellent person. In the eyes of many people, she is a role model for heirs.

Although Yuzhou already has Wen Can, who is so dazzling that it is glaring, Tu Wan has a different style. She feels that if she really sits in that position, she may not lose to Wen Can.

Because that person is obviously not good at conspiracy. He can easily become the number one by relying on his talent and personal charm.

But she is different, she likes to play dirty.

Her parents said she was a steady person, but they had no idea that beneath this steady character lay a sinister gaze.

But...even so, even though she seemed to be naturally adapted to the identity of an heir and was born to behave like a superior person.

But it turns out that she also has such moments.

Is this a rebellious phase? I've actually started to think about what I like, why I have so many things but don't seem to like anything, living like a successor robot.

Young Tu Wan stared at the golf iron net in the distance for a long time, then scratched his head and went downstairs to play golf.

·

That was a time that Tu Wan's parents still talk about with relish.

When she was about fifteen years old, Miss Tu Wan, who was always calm and could handle any situation with ease, suddenly started skipping classes frequently, was often nowhere to be found, and even learned from the bad boys on the street to get tattoos, sing in bars, and was caught smoking.

The first time Tu Wan's mother caught Tu Wan in the billiard room, she felt like the sky had fallen. She cried and dragged him back and beat him up.

However, Tu Wan was educated too well, and the result of being too precocious was that even beatings were useless. She had a plan in her head, and no one could impress her.

“I just wanted to see what I liked.”

The young man squatted on the ground and shrugged: "Just one month, it will be over in a month."

Tu's mom and dad were worried all night, and decided to believe her the next day. They also said a lot of things to her earnestly, such as "Mom and Dad love you" and "If you don't want to do it or learn, just tell her directly."

Look, what a perfect and happy family she has.

Tu Wan went out with love all over his body.

A month later, she came back.

He turned back into the Tu Wan who was trustworthy and looked up to.

Her parents were still worried and came to her door every day to ask for psychological counseling.

"I'm really fine. It was just a sudden thought."

"Have you found something you like to do?" her father asked her.

"...No." Tu Wan hissed, "But maybe some people just can't find something they enjoy. Anyway, life is life anyway. I'm fine the way I am, and I'm happy every day."

Her father left with a lot of worry in his heart.

As time went by, no one mentioned this worry again because she was very good at reassuring people.

Even she herself gradually forgot that there had been such a strange moment.

Until one day a year later, the aunt of the family brought her daughter to Tu's house to stay for a few days due to some unexpected circumstances. When she went downstairs to exercise, she saw the eight-year-old child holding a book and reading with a silly smile on her face.

For some reason, that expression made her stop in her tracks.

She walked down the stairs slowly, and as she got closer, she kept staring at the dirty little face.

She smiled foolishly for a while, then frowned with a worried look, and then pursed her lips as if she was about to cry. When she walked in front of her, a big tear was rolling out of her eye.

"Woooooooo..."

The child looked up and cried loudly, just in time to meet Miss Tu Wan's condescending gaze.

Then the child was hurriedly taken away by the aunt who came.

Tu Wan watched them leave and returned to her room after exercising. For some reason, she still remembered that face that was completely immersed in the exercise, so she took a few seconds to recall the name of the book.

Who is the author of "The Book of Sand"?

Undead demon.

I seem to have heard of this name.

But she had never seen a picture book that looked like a children's book.

Tu Wan gave up the idea of buying the book and put it behind him.

However, two days later, she saw the child reading again.

This time it was in the middle of the night. She went downstairs to drink water, but saw the little guy sitting on the floor under the island reading a book quietly.

She was not afraid when she saw her, and quickly made a "hush" gesture, saying that she came out while her mother was asleep, otherwise her mother would have taken the book away.

Now Tu Wan was really interested.

"Is it so beautiful?"

She stopped drinking the water and squatted down under the island counter, looking at the slightly yellowed paper that had been turned many times in the dim light.

·

"I know why I live so long, because I am nurturing my pearls."

"My pearl is different from other pearls. My pearl is alive and can speak! As long as I can endure the long loneliness, my pearl can accompany me through an even longer, endless time!"

A large, oddly shaped shell was speaking.

"This way, whether it's during lonely times or in the longer term future, my time will become meaningful!"

·

really weird.

Such childish language, coupled with the strange shells and the weird background, made Tu Wan squat there in a daze for a long time.

Does the numbness in the limbs really come from the limbs? They seem to have a source.

The source is the heart.

The feeling of this tiny electric current passing through his limbs and bones made Tu Wan feel confused.

Am I only seven years old mentally?

In her heart, she still sneered at the children's picture book, but she couldn't take her eyes off it. Her mind was in a mess and she couldn't concentrate on reading anything until the child's mother found her, grabbed her by the ears and walked away crying. She looked at the old book that was left behind, and was inexplicably entangled for a long time, but finally picked her up and went upstairs.

·

Book of Sand.

It tells the story of a long-lived shell that has been growing since its infancy. It has watched its parents and relatives and friends die, but it is still alive. Not only that, it cannot produce pearls.

So it turned into a monster shell, a disabled shell. No one wanted to play with it or talk to it anymore, and its courtship failed a thousand times. It howled with loneliness and went crazy in the sea. It even hoped that a big fish would come and eat it, so it sent itself into those terrible mouths. But its shell was hard and strange, and shaped like sharp saw teeth. No fish wanted to eat it, so it had to live like this.

It lived until the small fish died, the big fish died, countless skeletons fell in the sea and gradually disappeared, and then the sea died.

The sea turned into a desert.

But it is still alive.

Living in the desert, living under the sand like the ruins of an ancient country.

It lived like this until it gave birth to a huge, talking pearl.

"Hello, are you my shell?"

When this sound came from the tightly closed, strangely serrated clam shell, the entire dark, dry desert lit up.

Because of the longevity of the disabled shell, the lid was opened and its pearl was seen.

……