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After another busy day, Ms. Zhang, who was too tired to move, simply asked for a single room in the hotel, intending to have a rest.
The invitations for the banquet guests had been sent out, and the layout of the venue was almost complete. The various performers invited to liven things up were basically ready.
However, she still hadn't figured out what to give her as a gift to celebrate her grandmother's birthday.
"I can't shop online, right?"
But Zhang Qingrui was really browsing online … Of course, she didn't really want to shop online, she just wanted to find some inspiration.
Suddenly, her mailbox showed that she had a new email — Zhang Qingrui had several mailboxes, and they were all classified according to who sent them to whom.
The email she received was one that she rarely used. It was basically the email she used to contact her good friends.
The sender's name was' Zhang Qingrui '.
Ms. Zhang couldn't help being stunned … Although there were some people who knew her mailbox, she couldn't figure out which old friend would do such a boring thing.
She opened the email, the first line was a date.
"This … isn't the time when I was in Ulan Bator?" Zhang Qingrui frowned, reading the rest of the email with confusion.
"You are Zhang Qingrui, you have four bank cards, the passwords are … Your first menstrual period was in March when you were 13 years old. You put away the blood-stained clothes as a souvenir, and now you hide them on the ceiling of your bedroom. When you were in the fifth grade, you put a note of your dream in the 'time capsule' of your class. You wrote that your dream was to be an adventurer … "
Zhang Qingrui felt cold in her hands and feet, and her heart beat faster after reading only two or three lines.
That was horrible!
Anyone who saw such an email would find that the contents of the email actually listed their own secrets as if they were family treasures … from when they were young to when they grew up!
Zhang Qingrui felt like someone had seen through her every move and even her psychological activities since she was a child, which made her hair stand on end.
She didn't even have the courage to continue reading, but she had to continue reading.
"… After saying so many secrets, I think you must be scared now. But please don't be afraid. I didn't say so much to scare you. I just wanted you to know that I am you. Yesterday's you … I want to tell you some things that you might have forgotten. I will tell you the truth about what happened in the underground palace of Ulan Bator. "
Zhang Qingrui took a deep breath and flipped to the next page of the email with trembling fingers.
Mausoleum … Professor.
White wolf … Extraterrestrial Divine Stone … Zhang Jiao …
Luoqiu … You Ye …
"Under my request, I may be able to retain a part of my memory regarding this matter. I don't know how much I can keep in Luoqiu's hands … Maybe I was too greedy. I quietly wrote this on my way back and set the time to send it to the day I received the mail. Because I didn't know whether I would reveal any flaws and let Luoqiu discover them and take back my precious memories if I knew the truth too early. I don't know if you, who read this email, will be able to remember everything clearly in the future. But I hope … that this memory, which is the most precious experience for me and for you now, can be kept forever. "
Zhang Qingrui read the email over and over again. After reading it for the third time, she still couldn't calm down.
She didn't have any impression of the content of the email, but compared to what she clearly remembered now, it seemed to be able to explain everything she experienced in the underground palace.
She subconsciously recalled the strange scene that happened at school not long ago, the scene that she thought was a nightmare.
Afterward, there was a rumor that a skeleton was found under an old tree …
"If this is true, then I have an amazing classmate series?" Zhang Qingrui couldn't help but laugh at herself.
She even subconsciously believed that this email was indeed something she wrote to herself.
"But if this is true, even after a while, I'm afraid I still can't pretend that I don't know about it naturally and not be discovered by this amazing classmate when we meet, right?" Zhang Qingrui couldn't help but smile bitterly.
She looked out of the window and put her legs together on the couch, lying on her knees. It was sunny outside, but she was thinking about the real story in the email … It seemed to be more memorable than the content of the story she remembered.
"The dream is to be an adventurer …"
…
…
This was probably the feeling of being punched to the flesh.
It felt like all the internal organs in his body were stirred together. Ye Yan began to think of something to relieve the pain on his body.
Of course, in this situation, the easiest thing for him to think of was the situation of those who were caught by him after being beaten — which was probably his current situation.
He fiercely clenched his teeth. Every time his abdomen was hit, he would fiercely clench his teeth.
He was careless.
Although he had been on guard all the time and knew that this guy was a fierce man who had experienced the flames of war and had tried his best in the real fight, he still couldn't resist his terrifying fighting ability.
"Worthy of being an elite of Lyon. Few people can survive my punches."
kingkong。
Ye Yan raised his head, looking at this guy whose muscles were not as bulging as those of wrestlers. He had underestimated the strength of this guy from the beginning.
Ye Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, his sweat-soaked hair covered his eyes, "You're not bad, worthy of being an active person in the Middle East."
KingKong sneered, suddenly reaching out to grab Ye Yan's hair, getting close to him, "You know what? I've only used 30% of my strength. "
"Really? No wonder I have a feeling when I look at you. "Ye Yan suddenly smiled," Do you know what that feeling is? "
"What feeling?"
"The feeling of a wild cat." Ye Yan laughed, "So you didn't use your full strength, making me think that's all you've got!"
KingKong suddenly stopped talking, with a strange smile on his face, suddenly punching — his fist didn't hit Ye Yan directly, but brushed past his cheek, and finally hit the wall behind him.
Some of the broken stones sputtered from the wall and hit the back of Ye Yan's head and neck, causing a slight sting.
Although he couldn't see, he could imagine how much damage this guy's fist had caused to the wall.
How did this guy practice … How could he break the wall with one punch?
At this time, KingKong sneered, still saying nothing. He just stepped back two steps, crossing his arms in front of his chest, looking at Ye Yan's expression expressionlessly.
As if he was admiring it.
After a while, KingKong slowly said, "I've used up my patience. If you still don't want to tell me who helped you escape from the chase and successfully return to China … Next time, I won't be so polite. "
This was probably what Ye Yan wanted to hear the most. He said slowly and with difficulty, "You … really have spies on our side."
"So what if you know?" KingKong said indifferently, "Anyway, you can't get out of here."
Ye Yan couldn't help but agree with him.
His hands were locked by special handcuffs and nailed to the wall separately. His ankles were also shackled … It was very quiet here, and he didn't hear any sound during these days of being trapped. But at night, he could hear the sound of animals, so he was afraid that he was in the mountains nearby … It wouldn't be easy to be discovered.
Therefore, if there was no accident, he would probably die here.
…
"Thanks."
His fingers moved slightly, and a sparrow resting on his finger flapped its wings and flew away. The servant girl from the club watched the sparrow fly away, then she turned around.
There was a mountain nearby.
And in front of him was a simple cement room. It was probably a resting place for the workers of the Forestry Bureau … No one should have been here for a long time.
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