His heart shook violently, as if he was holding a deer in his hand and beating fast.
She turned her face away from him.
His movements were so flustered as if he was trying to escape.
After a while, Charlie Peck finished smoking and stood up.
"Let's go!"
Victoria Kaur also stood up and asked, "Where are we going?"
"Why don't go and have a look at a house worth more than two million?"
They walked out of the Hotel and got into the off-road vehicle of Charlie Peck.
The car started and sped along the road.
Soon, they arrived at the foot of the seventh road.
Victoria Kaur had not come back for many years, but she didn't expect that everything here was still the same as before. There were blue bricks, green tiles, small bridges, and flowing water. After more than ten years of walking in the old place, she didn't feel strange at all.
She still remembered the time when she was sent here to learn painting when she was a child. Although it was short, it was beautiful.
After asking for Charlie Peck's opinion, the man refused to go in, so she got out of the car alone.
She pushed the door open and walked into the old house alone.
The house was not big, and the layout was somewhat similar to that of the house in the early years. However, it was not exactly the same. When she entered the house, she could see a huge screen wall with the question words carved by Master Nieff.
The yard was overgrown with weeds. It could be seen that no one had been here for many years.
There was a locust tree in the corner. In her memory, she planted it here.
At that time, a seedling had grown into a towering tree. Its branches and leaves crossed the wall and stretched far away, covering the whole corner with a layer of cool.
It was full of memories!
She walked to the door and pushed it open. A thin layer of dust fell from her head.
The room was dim. She found the switch with her memory and turned on the light with a click.
The old chandelier made a sizzling sound, but in the end, it turned on unwillingly, because no one lived there. The furniture in the room was covered with a layer of white cloth to block the dust. When the master came back, he could reduce the cleaning work.
Unfortunately... Master will never come back again!
She felt a little sad.
She pushed open the bedroom door.
There were two closely connected bedrooms. She remembered that when she couldn't fall asleep at that time, the master would gently pat her on the shoulder with her hand, making her not afraid.
Memories flooded her mind like a tide. Only then did she realize that there were many things she didn't think about. It was because she didn't want to think about it, not because she had forgotten it.
Those feelings engraved in her bones and blood would never be forgotten!
She walked into the room where she lived when she was a child and looked at the small wooden bed. Suddenly, she felt like lying on it with love.
Then she lay down gently.
Now that she had grown into an adult, she could only curl up on the small bed. Her posture was not comfortable, but she felt very at ease.
It was as if he had returned to his childhood! So naive, so carefree.
She gently closed her eyes and suddenly felt very tired.
It seemed that she hadn't had a good sleep for a long time!
She clenched her fists and said to herself, "Just sleep for a while, even ten minutes."
Just take it as a 10-minute leave.
...
"Plop!"
Suddenly, a strange sound came from outside the window.
Victoria Kaur suddenly opened her eyes, which were as bright as cold stars.
He shouted in a low voice, "Who?"
Just as his voice fell, a black shadow suddenly flew past the window.
She got up and immediately chased after him.
It was about seven o'clock in the evening, and it was dark. The lights were on, and the autumn wind in the yard was blowing slowly. There was no one there.
She stood at the door and looked around warily.
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