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"What did you just do to her?"
Suddenly, Zhu Sha heard a clear voice coming from the back seat, and the car slowed down.
Zhu Sha glanced at the handsome man sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror in the car, withdrew his gaze, and raised his red lips in an upward arc.
"Yes, I originally wanted to take the opportunity to hypnotize her and ask about Tu, but I didn't expect that she would wake up from my hypnosis."
"Is this the first time?"
"Yes, I have never had such a failure experience since I started studying art."
Hearing this, the Thirteenth Young Master seemed to have expected it. He smiled nonchalantly and even praised Xia Yuwan at this time.
"I have told you before that she is a unique person. Her intelligence, willpower, and ability are all beyond the reach of others."
Zhusha felt helpless and said: "Thirteenth Young Master, you can still laugh. If one of them can't ask for the whereabouts of Tu, our mission will not be completed."
"Unexpectedly, he didn't realize that he would suffer if he failed to complete the task. "Don't worry, the game is getting more and more fun. I'm looking forward to what kind of surprises Xia Yuwan, who has lost her memory, can bring me."
As for the pictures, I can¡¯t get them, so why not give them all to Xia Yu later?
With her wit and talent, she will surely find what they want.
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After returning to the hotel.
Xia Yuwan immediately returned to her room. She didn't even have time to change her clothes before she took out the small box she had just gotten from the attic.
When I opened it, I found a thin sheepskin map hidden inside.
She slowly unfolded the map. This was different from the maps she had seen before. There were no pointing signs, nor the scale rulers and ordinary geographical markings she had learned in class.
There is only a curved line, and there is a strange black triangle sign near the line, filled with dotted lines.
There is a small flag on the map, which looks like the end point and the starting point.
Strange, how come this picture seems to have been seen somewhere?
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A brief knock on the door suddenly interrupted her thoughts, and a familiar male voice came from outside the door.
?????? Hoarse and with a hint of drunkenness.
"Wanwan, have you slept?"
It¡¯s brother Haocheng.
Xia Yuwan didn't think too much. She didn't put away the pictures on the table. Instead, she got up and walked to the door and opened it.
What came to my face was a large bouquet of pink roses.
The delicate petals are still covered with crystal dew, and the dark green leaves can be seen to be freshly picked.
The whole room was filled with the fragrance of roses, and against the backdrop of the extraordinary handsome face behind the flowers, there were two traces of red blood stains for the first time.
The appearance is broken!
Xia Yuwan's pupils shrank, her green-white slender fingers gently touched his face, and she asked softly: "Brother Haocheng, the blood on your face"
"Oh, it doesn't matter. I should have been accidentally pricked by a rose thorn."
He smiled gracefully and calmly, and carelessly rubbed his face with the back of his hand.
The moment he raised his hand, Xia Yuwan's eyes were fixed on his hand. That slender, perfect, big hand with well-jointed bones, suitable for playing a musical instrument, was now covered with scars and bloodstains, and it was also There are vague marks of soil.
She grabbed his wrist and stared at his hand with red eyes. The skin on her palm was scratched and the thorns of the rose were still embedded in her palm.
It must be very painful.
"Brother Haocheng, why do you do such a stupid thing? Don't you know how valuable your hands are?"
Although Xia Yuwan's voice was fierce and sounded like she was "scolding" him, Fang Haocheng actually laughed.
In order to give her these ninety-nine roses, he personally went to the fields with flower farmers and learned the planting, cultivation, packaging and maintenance of roses.
Because he had never done this kind of work before, his first attempt was tortuous and long.
I always get pricked when removing thorns.
But as soon as he thought of the happy smile on his face when he saw this bouquet of roses every night, he no longer felt pain. On the contrary, his whole body was filled with energy.
He must pull out all these thorns.
He will send these ninety-nine roses to Wanwan.
He can look at Wanwan¡¯s happy smile.
When Fang Haocheng lowered his head and saw the tears rolling in her eyes, he suddenly panicked and watched nervously as the tears rolled down her eyelashes.
He caught it with his hand, and the tear fell on his palm, burning hot.
"Don't cry every night. What's wrong? Is it because the flowers don't look good or because you don't like roses?"
He remembered that Wanwan liked roses, and she preferred pink roses.
The first time I saw her was at the door of a flower shop. The little girl in dirty clothes was squatting there, carefully picking up a pink rose and smelling its fragrance.
A small white butterfly fluttered on the tip of her nose. The picture was as warm and harmonious as a fairy tale.
At that moment, her eyes were sharp.
The smile on the face is pure and beautiful, feeling happy because of the beauty of a flower and the fragrant fragrance.
He will never forget it.
Xia Yuwan took the bouquet and put it on the table aside. She turned around and walked back, holding his hand and walking to the table.
"It's not about the flowers, it's about Brother Haocheng, you don't know how to take care of your body at all. I'm angry. Look at your hands. There are so many wounds. Don't they hurt?"
¡°Moreover, even though he has passed the exam, the next thing he has to face is a more brutal tutor interview.
??????????? If when it¡¯s time to play, your hands are all bruised, how will you play?
With that said, Xia Yu held his shoulders and asked him to sit at the table obediently and wait for her, while she quickly walked to the cabinet in the living room.
Bend down to find the medical first aid kit.
Generally speaking, hotels will have these things, and she even discovered them on the first day she moved in.
But that¡¯s how people are, when they are looking for something in a hurry, they can¡¯t find it; when you don¡¯t use it, it¡¯s right in front of you.
Xia Yuwan was seriously looking for the first aid kit. Over here Fang Haocheng looked at her busy figure and felt her genuine concern for him. The tenderness and affection in her eyes were even more intense.
"Wanwan, I'm really fine."
"If the wound is not treated, it will easily lead to tetanus. Just wait for me."
There is really nothing you can do to her. In fact, this is really just a minor injury.
He has experienced torture that is a hundred times, a thousand times more painful than this, and he really doesn¡¯t take this kind of physical pain lightly.
When Fang Haocheng looked back, his eyes fell on the picture she placed on the table. Only a slight corner was exposed under the roses.
After moving the flower a little further, this picture appeared clearly in front of him.
This picture
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