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There is a famous scenic spot in Mo City called Crescent Mountain. From a distance, the shape of the mountain looks like a crescent moon, hence the name.

There is a temple on Crescent Mountain called Fuxi Temple, which has a history of hundreds of years. It is said that making wishes there is very effective, so there are many people who go to the mountain to burn incense and pray for blessings on weekdays.

With the good weather in recent days and the normal weather forecast, no one expected the sudden occurrence of such severe natural phenomena as heavy rain and mudslides.

The sky seemed to have a big hole in it, and the rain poured down without stopping, accompanied by lightning and thunder. It was only a little after three o'clock, and the sky was so dark that nothing could be seen.

Seeing this scene, everyone was terrified and said, "It's so scary. Fortunately, they didn't leave."

"Yeah, no one knows when the rain will stop. It's such a weird weather. The forecast said it would be a sunny day today." Someone complained in a low voice.

The monk from the temple came over to reassure them not to worry and that they could wait until the rain stopped before leaving. He then checked with the pilgrims one by one to see if any of their companions had left midway.

"I saw a car going down the mountain earlier," a man said. "It took about ten minutes."

As soon as the man finished speaking, he saw a chubby little monk running over and shouting, "Oh no, oh no, the bridge below has collapsed..."

There is an iron chain bridge at the foot of Crescent Mountain. It is very solidly built and there has never been an accident when pedestrians and vehicles have passed through it over the years.

This time the accident probably occurred because the heavy rain triggered a mudslide, and under the violent impact, the bridge deck could not bear the weight.

"Oops!"

Would the car going down the mountain fall off? There was a bottomless cliff below the bridge!

… …

At that time, a black car was tilted, with half of the car body stuck in a pothole on the downhill slope. It was crumbling due to the rolling down of soil and gravel and the erosion of heavy rain.

Less than two meters below is the cable bridge that has been washed away.

The young man in the back seat lay on his back, covering his eyes with one hand, his face pale and covered with cold sweat.

Whenever it rains, his strange disease will flare up.

The body was in constant inexplicable pain, and the already blurry vision would become completely blind.

He never travels on rainy days, but he didn't expect that even if he predicted the weather in advance, he still couldn't avoid this disaster.

"Bam—"

Suddenly, a stone fell from the roof of the car, causing the car, which was already in danger, to shake violently again.

Then, he fell out of the pit and rolled down.

Yan Yan did not believe in gods and Buddhas, but his grandfather did. He believed that gods and Buddhas would one day take away his pain and suffering, so every year he would let him stay in Fuxi Temple for ten days or half a month.

For the past five years since he fell ill, he would come here every year to worship Buddha, burn incense and fast.

If it is really that effective, then let the gods and Buddhas save him.

The absurd and ridiculous thought flashed through Yan Yan's mind, and his whole body was paralyzed by the pain, and his consciousness gradually faded.

So, everything that happened next seemed like a dream.

The car, which was supposed to continue rolling and falling, suddenly stopped moving, as if time had stopped.

But the rain outside was still falling, arrogantly without stopping for a moment.

"Pull him up quickly!"

The sound of rain was very loud, but the girl's voice penetrated through it and reached her ears so clearly.

At the same time, the car hanging on the edge of the cliff began to rise slowly, and finally, after a while of shaking, it stopped steadily on flat ground.

The car door was opened, and a young man stood outside. He was wearing a black raincoat, with half of his face blocked by his collar, and only a pair of smiling eyes were visible outside.

Although he was almost exhausted by the severe pain all over his body, Yan Yan still tried hard to open his eyes.

There was a foggy gray sky in front of me and I couldn't see anything clearly.

His eyesight was so bad that he couldn't see the other person's face even when they were face to face.

But at this moment, a flash of white suddenly appeared in his field of vision without any warning.

The girl was wearing a beautiful white dress. Her facial features were very well-behaved and her face was clean. The hem of her dress was a little wet from the rain and stuck to her slender calves.

Her overly fair skin made her look a little fragile, like a daisy growing under the ravages of a storm.

Yan Yan had never seen a person's appearance so clearly before, so clearly that he could even see the flower-shaped cinnabar mole at the corner of the girl's eye.

For a moment, he even thought that some medical miracle had occurred.

"I'm sorry." The girl said in a low voice, with deep apology, "I scared you."

Although it was their first meeting, her tone was so familiar as if she had known him for a long time.

"I'm late." She slowly reached out her hand, her slightly cool palm resting on his eyes, her tone very gentle, "I won't let you feel any pain again."

***

Yan Palace is the largest entertainment club in the imperial capital, involving various fields. The fifth floor is the auction venue, and a grand auction will be held at 8 o'clock tonight.

Most of the seats in the middle row were empty, and two men with outstanding looks were sitting in the corner.

A man wearing a black suit, with handsome and three-dimensional features, deep eyebrows and eyes, just leaning there lazily, exuding a strong aura.

Looking at his face and temperament, he is probably the legendary boss who just negotiated a project worth hundreds of millions of dollars.

Compared with him, the aura of the person next to him is relatively weaker, but it is a completely different style.

The man was also wearing a suit, which was relatively casual in color and style. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. His eyes and eyebrows were naturally able to smile, and without trying, the air of a gentleman came out. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he looked very ruffian.

Fortunately, most of the people who come to such occasions are men, otherwise if these two people appeared together, who knows how many women would be tempted.

"There is a grand finale treasure tonight." Yan Suihan leaned forward slightly and spoke to the man beside him in a low voice, "I heard it was smuggled in."

Shang Jing wasn't very interested, so he put his hand on his shoulder and pushed him away: "Pay attention to your image."

Yan Sui Han was a little confused by what he said: "Why don't I pay attention to my image?"

"I don't want all the headlines tomorrow reporting that I'm your rumored boyfriend." Shang Jing said.

"..."

I have to mention here that Yan Sui Han is a big star. He is already a movie emperor-level celebrity when he is less than 30 years old. He never hypes himself but is still very popular.

After ten years since his debut, the only rumor that has come out is that he is gay.

The reason is that since his debut, he has never been photographed having contact with women, and all his agents and assistants are men.

Once, a paparazzi captured him kissing a mysterious man, and the video went viral on Weibo for three days.

Although he immediately issued a statement to clarify that it was just a matter of angle, the other party was his friend outside the circle and his sexual orientation was absolutely normal.

However, all the comments below are about understanding and tolerance for him, saying that they will always support him even if he likes men, etc.

The person involved, Yan Sui Han, was speechless.

Although this happened two or three years ago, the paparazzi have not given up on digging out her rumored boyfriend.

As Shang Jing had a close relationship with Yan Sui Han, he felt that he should stay away from this guy, lest his reputation would be damaged sooner or later.

"You'll piss me off to death sooner or later." Yan Sui Han rolled his eyes at him, not wanting to pay attention to this vicious-tongued man who ruthlessly exposed his scars.

He glanced down at the time.

The auction will start in ten minutes. Why is that person who is always punctual late today?

Everything is ready backstage and the auction is about to begin.

There are a total of thirty items being auctioned this time, and the person in charge of the venue has come for the fourth time.

"The last lot must be carefully taken care of. No mistakes can be made. Do you hear me?"

The person in charge gave a few more instructions and turned to leave.

The staff backstage checked the items one by one and placed them in corresponding special containers.

In the corner, there were two people standing very close to each other.

The tall man lowered his head slightly: "I've looked for it, but it's not here."

"Not here?" The woman raised her eyebrows and quickly looked around.

"If we can't get anything in 20 minutes, we have to evacuate. We have to hurry."

The woman told him to be quiet: "Don't make any noise, let me think about it."

Her natural keen insight suddenly reminded her of what the person in charge had just said.

Before the auction even started, he had come to check several times and told them to keep an eye on the finale item.

But if it happens too many times, it seems too deliberate.

It's as if it was done on purpose to show someone, making people think that the thing is in this place.

So, who is this being done for, and who are they guarding against?

She suddenly had an epiphany and raised her hand to touch her chin: "It seems that we have become too famous recently. We need to keep a low profile for a while after completing this order."

… …

Half an hour ago, a series of rear-end collisions suddenly occurred on Haitang Street, not far from Yan Palace. Looking ahead, the road ahead was blocked by hundreds of vehicles.

Haitang Street is the most prosperous street outside the city center. There are rows of shops on both sides of the road, and the colorful lights are like stars under the night sky.

"Sorry, sir. I should have checked the road conditions in advance, otherwise we wouldn't be stuck here." Qin Qi turned around and apologized in a deep voice to the man in the back seat.

"There hasn't been an accident on this road in more than a decade. No one expected this. It has nothing to do with you."

The various noisy noises outside the car, coupled with long traffic jams, can increasingly wear out people's patience.

To be honest, Qin Qi was also a little anxious because of his own mistake.

But after hearing the man's voice, she miraculously calmed down.

His voice seems to have magic.

Qin Qi was not the only one who thought so. People in the imperial capital all said that Yan Yan, who was born at the top of the pyramid and had two powerful backgrounds, the Yan family and the Cen family, was the most gentle and the most inviolable among the noblemen.

He could kill people without any effort and with the gentlest of voices.

The traffic police tried their best to clear the road, and the vehicles ahead finally moved slowly at a snail's pace.

Yan Yan's cell phone rang for the fifth time.

He paused for two seconds and answered.

"You haven't come yet?"

Yan Suihan on the other end of the phone was a little excited. Besides that, there were also various screams, panic and frustrated voices: "You are late and missed a good show."

Without waiting for Yan Yan to ask, he said first: "The last lot just disappeared in full view of everyone."

That thing would be a priceless treasure in ancient times, let alone now. The person in charge of Yan Palace almost went crazy and called the police immediately.

At this point, Yan Sui Han stopped laughing and said with certainty, "It's probably that gang that did it again. Only they have the ability to do this."

Six years ago, a mysterious organization codenamed "Flower" caused quite a stir internationally.

The identity of this organization is unknown, the number of people is unknown, and no one has ever come into contact with them. All we know is that they take money to do things, and as long as it is not a crime that involves murder or arson, they will basically accept it, and their success rate is 100%.

In the past, this profession of theirs had a nice name, called bounty hunter.

However, in today's society ruled by law, most of the things they did were illegal. Therefore, as early as six years ago, the bounty for catching them on the international wanted list was as high as 10 million, and now it is probably over 100 million.

"I really want to see if they have three heads and six arms. It's too mysterious."

Yan Suihan was still recalling how the jade crown could suddenly disappear in the brightly lit auction hall: "Tell me, are there really superpowers in this world? Or...are there ghosts?"

Yan Sui Han waited for a long time but didn't hear a reply, wondering: "Why don't you speak?"

Then the next second, the other end hung up.

"..."

Yan Yan saw a person, a person that was impossible to see here.

Even though the mask covered most of her face, her eyes were too recognizable, or perhaps, his eyes were the only thing that could see her appearance.

The last time we met was a year ago in Melbourne.

She was holding a bouquet of flowers, pure white, but no one knew what kind they were.

Every rainy day, Yan Yan would receive a bouquet of flowers, some of which were very rare and precious, and some were very common. The card in the bouquet had no words on it, only a pattern.

It is the pattern of the mole at the corner of the girl's eye.

Perhaps his gaze was too strong, and the next second, the girl raised her eyes and met his gaze.

She had shoulder-length hair, with bangs that slightly covered her eyebrows. She had big eyes, as clear and transparent as the finest crystal glass. Her skin was very white and she looked very well behaved. She looked at people with her head slightly tilted, like a beautiful porcelain doll, simple and harmless.

She looked at him for a few seconds, then suddenly raised her hand and made a gesture in her ear.

Yan Yan immediately understood and looked at his phone.

Two messages popped up on WeChat.

[Fu Yuan]: I'm coming to the capital to visit a friend who is in the hospital. It's on the 9th of next month. Do you remember the date?

Starting six years ago, the ninth of every month was Yan Yan's regular doctor visit. Later, as his condition became more and more stable, the visit was changed to once every three months, and then once a year.

The last time was a year ago.

She didn't lie to him.

His eyesight became clearer and clearer, and rainy days were no longer as painful.

[Fu Yuan]: By the way, you don’t have to go to Mo City anymore. I have also opened a store in the imperial capital.

The girl waved goodbye to him, turned and left. Looking at her back as she walked away, Yan Yan was a little dazed.

She is mysterious and her identity is unknown.

Currently known:

Her name is Fu Yuan, she is 23 years old this year, and she opened a very special flower shop in Mo City, named "Jiuting".