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

wow——

The heavy curtains were drawn back.

Dust rose up, sparkling like stardust in the hot sunlight through the glass.

They fell all over the room along with the sunlight, onto the white words on the blackboard, onto the books on the table, and onto the draft papers scattered everywhere.

Ye Kong had been to this room once before, a replica of Chi Wandao's bedroom, the room that seemed to have paused time like a magical realm.

At this moment, when it was illuminated by the flowing sunlight, the magic was also unsealed.

Ye Kong looked at Wen Can's back and raised his hand to catch a flying piece of draft paper.

It was filled with formulas that she couldn't understand, and in the lower right corner was a graffiti of the sea and a swimming ring. It was still so hard to describe that people couldn't recognize that this was a fan of her Undead Demon.

"I want to move some of my things to the Flower Box and make it my own studio."

Wen Can turned to look at Ye Kong: "What do you think?"

Ye Kong put down the paper and shrugged: "Of course, I plan to live in the Flower Box for a long time."

"What about Yuzhou?"

"We have to go too. The studio is over there." Ye Kong walked over. "If we get tired of living in Huahe, we can go to Yuzhou. If we get tired of living in Yuzhou, we can go to Huahe. If we get tired of living in both places, we can go to other cities or other countries. Whether it's for tourism or for long-term stay, it's all fine, right?"

"But I won't be able to go abroad for two years."

"It's only been two years." Ye Kong stood in front of Wen Can and looked up at him. "Besides, there are many places in China that I haven't been to. In the past, I always felt that I had no interest in them. No matter how beautiful the scenery was, it was just so-so. But now I don't think so. There are many places I want to go."

"it is good."

In the scorching summer light, in this old house where magic had unlocked the flow of air, Wen Can bent down and kissed her lips.

"Wherever you want to go, we'll go there."

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Grave

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As the sky grew darker, after dinner, Teacher Chi took them for a walk on the road.

Walking in the setting sun, I passed the familiar shop, the gate of the flower box, the long barbed wire fence and the construction site that was shut down due to the high temperature.

Following a small path, Ye Kong climbed a familiar mountain.

The mountain behind Flower Box is actually very big.

On the other side, there is a small town and the ruins of a burned-down welfare home.

She grew up in this mountain and knew it so well, but at this moment, she suddenly realized that she didn't actually understand this mountain in her vague premonition.

Otherwise, how could she not know that one of her fans was buried here?

He stopped for a while, panting, and looked up to see Wen Can's outstretched hand.

She put her hand on it and pushed hard with her foot.

The wind is blowing.

She saw the sunset glow all over the sky and the rolling green waves.

On the top of this treeless hill, there stands a rough stone tablet, reflecting the setting sun and emitting a very faint light.

There are three simple words on the monument - Chi Wandao.

Behind the stone tablet there is a small mound with a pot of hydrangea on it. The flowers are in full bloom and swaying in the afterglow, as if they are smiling.

Ye Kong stood here and suddenly turned around after a moment.

Her gaze penetrated the green leaves swaying in the wind, penetrated the dark woods, looked towards the place where another tombstone was, and then she smiled inexplicably.

What exactly is death?

She watched Wen Can walk to the grave and stroke the three words. In her peripheral vision, birds were flying around in the sunset, and the sound of cicadas could be heard in the forest.

What exactly is destiny?

she thinks.

Seven years ago, she left Hua He because of Yuan Chu's death, in search of what love is.

Seven years later, she finally remembered Chi Wandao's death and turned on a switch that had actually been touched at that time.

But now, when she was about to set out again as if she were reborn, she suddenly discovered that these two people who died at the same time were buried in the same place.

They clearly didn't know each other...

"Your mother is a sun-lover, I suppose."

The old man took a deep breath, straightened up and said with a smile: "So I specially found this place, on the mountain, relatively high, and there are no trees blocking the view. Now whether she wants to bask in the sun or enjoy the breeze, it can be satisfied!"

The afterglow filled every wrinkle on the old man's face, deepening his free and contented smile.

Ye Kong saw him walk to the tomb and touch the words on the tombstone like Wen Can.

Ye Kong saw his expression. Although she was not very experienced, she thought that was the expression of a real father looking at his young child.

Wen Can, on the other hand, turned into another young child in front of the tomb.

He squatted down in front of the tomb, put his forehead against the stone tablet, and smiled: "Mom, I will settle down at the foot of the mountain."

"I will come and plant flowers for you. By next spring, your place will be full of flowers."

The wind blew from the horizon and from the more distant mountains. The forest waves surged like huge waves. They roared towards the tomb, bidding farewell to the last layer of brilliant afterglow.

Ye Kong watched Wen Can stand up and extend his hand to him.

The warmth of each other was transmitted through the lines on their palms, and they walked down the mountain hand in hand.

Behind them, the night wind blew across the tombstone, and a book placed in front of the tombstone was flipping through the pages with a rustling sound.

When the wind dies down, the pages of the book gently return to the cover.

A magnificent and fantastic illusion of the galaxy, with starships appearing and disappearing like giant monsters in the depths of the universe, and the word "stars" dancing across the Milky Way.

A sentence can be vaguely seen on the inner page as it slowly falls down.

[To Ms. Chi Wandao, wishing you freedom and happiness.]

——Immortal Demon/Yekong, Ye of leaf, Kong of sky.】

The night wind continues.

As they passed through the dark woods, the lights in the flower box at the foot of the mountain had already been lit.

Some people were barbecuing in the yard, playing chess, and playing cards with their children. The sounds of talking, laughing, and quarreling mixed together and hit me in the face.

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"Teacher Chi!"

Old Man Sun enthusiastically grabbed the hand of the panting old man and said, "You've come just in time! The kids are going to have a barbecue! Come stay and eat with us!"

Ye Kong was surrounded by children.

"Eleven Eleven! Where did you go without calling me?"

"You're still going hiking in such hot weather?"

"Eleven, do you want some watermelon? I saved the sweetest one for you!"

In the open space, Zhou Song propped up his face at the cards scattered on the ground, which had not yet been turned over. He looked at the backs of the group of children and said in a voice of despair: "Hey, kid, can you come over and turn over the cards first before going to greet your boss?"

Xu Yang also stopped Xiaocao who was about to get up to look for Ye Kong, and said seriously: "No, the game is not over yet, you are not allowed to leave, it's too rude."

Qu Wu and Lin Xinzhou were adding seasonings to the recipe: "Give me some five-spice powder, five-spice powder!"

Tu Wan, who was taking pictures of the mural on the wall from all angles, heard the noise and turned around. He stared at the scene for a long time and suddenly shouted, "Hey! Let's take a picture!"

Ye Tingchu, who was sitting on a chair nearby and typing on a computer with headphones on, paused and turned around.

·

Three, two, one!

click-

The grill was a mess, cards were scattered on the floor, and moths were dancing under the lamp.

Not far away, the pond is sparkling.

The moon rose in the sky.

Ye Kong, who was forcibly hugged by several people with his arms around his shoulders and a playful smile, couldn't help but show his disgust at the last moment.

And her first group photo was captured in the camera.

Outside the camera, time continues to flow.

This summer is not over yet.

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"Wow, you put too much chili on it! Who's going to eat this?"

"I'm eating, why are you so anxious?"

"I wanted to eat chicken wings too! You ruined them all! How could you be so selfish! You must have done this on purpose!"

"Eleven, I don't want to play chess with her anymore. She never stops."

"Ah, just treat it as entertaining guests for me. If you don't accompany her, she will come to bother me. Go ahead."

"Oho(╥﹏╥)o"

"Hua Yunzhi, right? Did you cheat just now? You slapped him one extra time!"

"Can Teacher Chi drink?"

"Thank you, thank you. I don't want to drink. I don't want to drink."

·

"It's so hot."

"Want to go in and enjoy the air conditioning?"

“No.”

Ye Kong held the ice soda offered by the child and took a sip.

Bubbles popped and cold water flowed down the glass, wetting her fingers.

"What's the point of listening to them quarrel in an air-conditioned room?"

She turned to look at the man next to her who was also drinking soda.

"Just like kissing in an air-conditioned room is definitely not as fun as kissing here."

As the girl spoke, she leaned over and kissed Wen Can with her soda in hand.

Both lips are cold and sweet with the taste of soda. They taste the same, but I always feel that the water droplets between each other's lips are different.

Someone noticed their actions and immediately started shouting.

But the two of them were shameless and slow, and only separated after a while.

"This is a summer kiss."

Amidst the cheers, Ye Kong raised his head and drank the rest of the soda.

The moon shone through the glass into the bottle and she drank it all.

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A black Maybach slid to the door of the Flower Box like a silent snake.

The door was knocked for a long time before someone finally came to open it.

A man in a gray suit looked up, revealing a handsome and cold face under the light.

He was led through the orphanage's buildings and corridors, and amidst the hustle and bustle, he saw a young girl sitting in the crowd, watching the moon and drinking soda with her legs crossed.

"Eleven, your guest!"

Ye Kong turned around following the sound, his gaze passed through the courtyard on a summer night and fell on the face of the person who came. He paused and slowly revealed an expression of surprise.

The man shook the document bag in his hand and said, "Immortal Demon, I'm here to sign a contract with you."

"An additional message is included."

"Qin Wu is awake."

In the sudden silence, Wen Can laughed inexplicably, put down the cup in his hand, and the bottom of the cup made a crisp sound when it hit the table.

A cicada flew up from under someone's feet, spread its wings towards the light and the wind, making a humming sound.

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【Time never stops, stories never stop.】

——【The vast sky has something to say】

Thanks for accompanying me!

As mentioned earlier, the whole story is derived from Camus's "Absurdity reigns, love saves it."

Because this world is increasingly focused on interests and material things, and takes cold-blooded selfishness for granted, people are increasingly eager to pursue things that go against the current in the spiritual world.

I understand why the world and society develop in this way, and even I seem to be like this often, but I can't let go of my pursuit and belief in spiritual love.

I think there are many people like this in the world, so the character Ye Kong appeared in my mind.

It wasn't so specific at the beginning, but as I wrote it became a circle of fate. Maybe I really am a person who believes in fate, although I always feel that fate is created by myself. Alas, the human brain is very complicated, too complicated, so complicated that no matter how much I write or how hard I rack my brains, it still doesn't feel enough, and I still feel it's just the surface.

In order to satisfy this "not enough" mentality, I will keep writing, writing more exciting stories and more extreme characters, until one day I am satisfied.

But I feel like I may never be satisfied.

Oh, that's all I have to say. I hope you'll still be around for the next book! Thank you for your company, support, and love! I've read many of the long reviews, and they're all so well written! Love you all!

This book started last spring and ended this summer, which corresponds exactly to the text. Maybe it's fate.

I hope all the little angels out there can find their own switches, just like Ye Kong, whether it's about love, dreams, or self. I hope that one day, after experiencing hardships, failures, and disappointments, you too will finally find that feeling of "Life is wonderful, I love myself!" I wish you freedom! Happiness! Joy! Love you all!!!

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The subsequent extra chapters will be updated as the occasion demands. To be honest, this book has been updated almost without interruption, which surprised me myself. The next one will definitely be even better! Come on!