Wave after wave of blue water stirred up waves, crossing the sea surface, just to caress the burnt yellow beach.

One white bird after another flew across the sea, singing its own song for the mysterious and great sea.

Wisps of light-footed waves, and brisk and joyful songs. At the edge of the sea, the dark red sky gradually became lighter. The dark red slowly spread its color, gradually surrounding itself in the light blue.

around.

Yin Hong herself also became lighter and lighter.

She just wants to be the most unique scenery in the morning together with light blue.

The red clouds on one side and the blue clouds on the other half exist only for the appearance of the sun.

All living things exist only for the existence of the sea.

In the house by the sea, Wang Geyan was in a deep sleep state, but this state was very wrong. Cold sweat gradually broke out on his forehead, his white eyebrows were knitted, and his hands were holding the quilt tightly. After a while, his silver hair was soaked in cold sweat.

Wet, sweat dripped from his hair onto his neck.

It was a dark room, so dark that it was difficult to see around. There was nothing in the room. There was a small window at the top of the room, and the sunlight shined through the window on the scarred boy in the corner.

There was clearly blood on the corners of Guangli's eyes, and there was more than just one bruise and swollen corner of his mouth. He was sitting in the corner, with one leg bent, his arm resting lightly on his knee, and his eyes closed.

He didn't open his eyes and look at the light.

He spit out the blood in his mouth toward the window, opened his eyes, raised his eyes, and looked at the beam of light at the window. There was no longing for the window in his eyes. On the contrary, what could be clearly seen through the beam of light was

There was an evil look in his eyes.

He opened his eyes and never closed them again. Those eyes looked straight at the light from the window, but the look he saw in the light was not yearning, but filled with disgust and unwillingness to the light. He looked through the light and looked at him.

Those eyes, as a young man, did not have the aura of scholarship, nor did they have the spirit of a young man.

But the place he is on is an isolated island. He is the age of a teenager, but he does not have the life of a teenager.

He doesn't need the aura that he has never experienced before, but he doesn't want to have the experience he has now, but he still hasn't given up on himself. There will always be a unique spirit in him, a sense of unwillingness and reluctance.

The power of abandonment.

The young man now has white hair, white eyebrows and eyelashes, and his whole body is white and pure. He is no longer the same as before.

But those memories still lingered in his mind after all.

But this time the images that appeared in his dream were different from those in the past.

Wang Geyan woke up from his sleep and sat up. The floor-to-ceiling curtains beside him gradually opened as he stood up, and the dark room became brighter as light poured in.

The light shone on his face, and his world-weary eyes were very clear, and the small scars at the corners of his eyes became clearly visible, but they couldn't be found.

It is that small scar that faintly becomes his world-weary eye. Through the light, you will find that his right eye is gray-white.

Therefore, what he sees with his right eye is a gray world.

In the light, his unique eyes were so handsome. A drop of sweat from the white hair on his forehead fell on his eyelids. He lowered his eyes, and the drop of water crossed his white eyelashes. As the sun crossed the straight bridge of his nose,

He raised his eyes again, pursed his lips, and breathed out softly, feeling handsome.

He breathed heavily, his hands couldn't stop shaking. He looked at the sea outside the window, covering his head, and recalled the scene in his sleep.

That girl in a white space, in a state of helpless resistance, made people feel heartbroken.

Because it was a scene in his sleep, it was very blurry, but no matter how unclear the picture was, he knew that the white space was the space he had been in before, and he remembered that window.

As soon as he thought of that scene, his heart would immediately panic and ache again and again. He frowned, covering his heart, and his lips trembled slightly.

"Why... is it white?"

"Is it her...?"

He had just woken up from his sleep and was in a bad state. When he said the first sentence, his voice was very low and he was very confused.

When he spoke of "her", his tone was very soft, and there was a hint of distress in his previously cold eyes, and his expression was gentle.

He looked at the sea outside the window and began to worry. He quickly picked up his mobile phone and made a call. He began to suspect that Gu Zhi had lied to him the last time he met Gu Zhi.

As soon as the call was dialed, he said: "Go check Gu Zhi's whereabouts immediately."

The person talking to him was his assistant Chen Shi. Chen Shi was very surprised when he heard this. He was currently preparing information on the three major families. He thought Wang Geyan was asking for information about the Wang Group. He was stunned for a moment. No.

After reacting, he let out a confused sound.

When Gu Zhi heard this, his indifferent expression gradually became angry, and his originally gentle eyes turned back to their original coldness. He gritted his teeth.

"All the information is still one step away. Do you want me to do other things now?"

After Chen Shi came to his senses, he stood up from his desk and looked at the unfinished information on the three major families in front of his computer. He gradually became anxious and walked around the desk. His tone of voice was also different from usual.

There was no trace of anger that could be heard. The materials he had been preparing non-stop were almost completed, and now Wang Geyan actually asked him to put down the unfinished tasks and do other things. This was the first time he had encountered this situation.

"The only thing you have to do now is what I just told you."

Wang Geyan stood in front of the window. He looked at his cold pretty face on the window. The coldness in his eyes was very stern, as if he was staring at Chen Shi and he was speaking to Chen Shi in a warning tone.

Everything speaks for itself.

Although it was just the sound coming from the mobile phone, he still felt as if he was actually there. What appeared in front of him was Wang Geyan's extremely fierce face, and the bass that made people tremble could not help but echo in his ears.

.

His body couldn't help but shiver, and he swallowed. In his mind, he could see Wang Geyan's brutal treatment of others, and the sounds of those people begging for mercy could be heard in his ears.

"King of Hell..., I was wrong, please spare me."

When he thought of this, he quickly answered with a smile.

"Yan..., no, I will do it immediately."

"Then are you still going?"

Although Chen Shi was sometimes afraid of Wang Geyan, he understood what kind of person Wang Geyan was during the days he spent with Wang Geyan. The time he was afraid of Wang Geyan would only last for a moment, and soon he would be gone.

I will still worry about him.

"I've finished the information and will be there."

After Chen Shi heard this, the stone in his heart also dropped. Chen Shi was originally worried that because of that girl Wang Geyan, he would put aside his long-planned things. He also thought that he was just too much.

His worries disappeared as he wondered how Wang Geyan could give up everything for a little girl he had never known or known well.

"Okay, I'll check it out."

After Wang Geyan took a shower, he stood in front of the mirror and looked at his extremely handsome face indifferently. He slowly moved closer to the mirror, raised his hand to caress his right eye, and put on the eyelid.

Wang Shi Group

Wang Zici led a group of people out of the group.

This time Wang Zici is no longer the humorous boy wearing boyish clothes, and his sunny and cheerful smile of the past is gone.

Now he is wearing a dark brown custom-made suit, walking at the forefront, with a serious and steady look on his face, his eyes looking straight ahead, without any trace of uncertainty.

His feet are no longer the casual and simple shoes. The patterns on his feet are clear and the leather is delicate. There is no trace of wrinkles in the leather shoes with every step he takes.

His legs are straight and strong, and every employee who walks by in the company will look back at him.

Look at his confident and radiant temperament.

The staff were talking a lot when they saw him.

Wang Zici paused, turned around and said to the person behind him: "After you send me the documents, continue to work at your post."

"clear."

The few people behind him nodded and walked past Wang Zici and came to the elevator. The young employees standing outside the elevator door anxiously waiting for the elevator quickly stepped back and gave up their seats.

They took the staff elevator upstairs.

After Wang Zici waited for them to leave in the elevator, he walked straight into the corridor and stopped in front of an empty elevator.

He stood at one end of the elevator entrance, and the artificial intelligence scanned his face.

[Recognition successful, please enter the elevator.]

"Conference Hall."

After Wang Zici entered the elevator, he said to the artificial intelligence customer service.

After the elevator started running, he kept blinking and exhaling, looking at the constantly changing numbers as he climbed up one floor after another.

He shifted his gaze and looked up at the mirror at the top of the elevator, looking at himself in a panic.

His original confidence was gone.

The elevator door opens.

He looked up and saw that he was trying to get out of the elevator, but he pulled his feet back in a panic.

The three people sitting in the center of the conference hall are respected elders of each family. The person standing upright next to the elder is Zhang Wu. Around them sit other family elders, each of them looking heavier than the last.

The atmosphere present was also very solemn.

Wang Zici looked at the tall and solemn hall in front of him, but there were no lights. Such a gloomy atmosphere corresponded to their expressions and states, giving Wang Zici an extremely strong sense of depression and oppression. This feeling

It made him feel like he was having trouble breathing.
To be continued...