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Ancient towns, cobblestone streets, seas of tangerine blossoms, and a million sunflower gardens; for something a little more exciting, try surfing, bungee jumping, skydiving, or diving.
Li Shengwa had tanned several shades darker, with only the whites of his eyes and teeth remaining bright. His bronze complexion had turned into a deep brown, especially around the bridge of his nose, where the rim of his hat was already visible as sun protection.
In contrast, Gu Xinglan.
Several summers passed in the blink of an eye, and the stream washed over Gu Xinglan's hands.
It's hard to tell if it's white jade or skin.
While having a video call with Le Gian Paik, Le Sheng Wa's throat caught in his throat for a moment as he spoke.
He and Gu Xinglan went to many places.
They've witnessed sunrises and sunsets, and experienced extreme weather. The worst time was when they were inside a cave while it was raining heavily outside.
The temperature inside the cave was almost zero, and the damp environment made it impossible to start a fire. The two of them could only take off their clothes to keep warm and almost died there.
"Shengwa?"
A questioning voice came from the other end of the phone: "Did you hear that? Give the phone to Xinglan."
"No, you guys can chat all day long."
Li Shengwa didn't hang up the phone; he just left it there.
The camera was pointed at Gu Xinglan as she squatted by the river washing her fingers.
Gu Xinglan waved her hand twice to brush away the water droplets.
“Gu Xinglan, there’s dust on your face,” Li Shengwa called out.
The boy has passed through puberty and his voice is no longer hoarse.
Gu Xinglan obediently scooped up water and washed her face.
The cool water slid down her cheeks, making a gurgling sound, and Gu Xinglan buried her entire face in the water.
Small fish from underwater will swim over.
Li Shengwa, who recorded this scene, narrowed his eyes. Although he saw it every day, he was still sometimes bewildered by this person.
The third uncle in the phone must have felt the same way he did.
"Third Uncle, is it good?"
Li Jianbai on the screen didn't say anything, but simply recorded everything with his eyes.
"Alright, once we've rested, we'll head to the next location. We should take the subway to another city."
The next location is a major city in the south, with an economic development comparable to Wushui, and it is also an extremely wealthy place.
They can take a large plane from there back to Wushui, and then take a train from Wushui back to Jiangtong, which will count as going back.
"Let me see, the high-speed rail ticket is over two hundred yuan, okay, let's leave now and arrive by evening."
Gu Xinglan had just put on her backpack when Li Shengwa carried it away.
"I want to buy this bag, I'll carry it myself."
They bought a lot of souvenirs, and sent out several packages just for mailing.
The two of them went to the courier point to mail their backpacks.
Gu Xinglan took the phone and smiled as she said to the person on the other end, "There are two woven bags inside, one with your name on it and the other with your nephew's name on it."
He originally planned to go out for two weeks, just to show Li Jianbai around, since Li Hetai was still at the Li family mansion.
But two weeks later, he had to go back to Jiang Tong that night.
Li Hetai called him.
It seems that Li Hetai was able to contact him through Li Jianbai's mobile phone.
Daytime is Le Kien Paik's time, nighttime is Le Hoa Thai's time.
They've been talking on the phone and video chatting for the past few years.
“Those are hand-woven by the locals.” Gu Xinglan raised her eyebrows high.
Hearing this from the side, Li Shengwa couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Handmade? Someone crochets a couple of names in front of you and that's considered handmade? Believe me, they're out at the wholesale market in the early hours of the morning to get their goods."
He had figured out Li Shengwa's personality.
He's a bully at home, and he's a bully outside too.
She criticizes others, but she criticizes him even more, and lately it's gotten increasingly outrageous.
It often pops up when he talks to Li Hetai on the phone.
It's like he can't make a phone call to someone unless he's fully present in their life.
The high-speed rail leads to Baicheng.
Baicheng is about the same size as Wushui.
As he stepped out of the high-speed rail station, in the early evening, the streetlights came on, and a large screen was projected in front of him.
The person on the screen held a perfume bottle to their chin, glancing slightly at you with their right eye.
It's a large poster.
"Wow, is this a big sister or a big brother?"
Li Shengwa's gaze was fixed on the largest screen.
"He's my older brother."
The person on the screen is Pei Xiao, someone I haven't seen in a long time; the two of them haven't spoken in ages.
The original owner's friends still kept in touch with him, but they lost contact starting the year before last, and he didn't know if it was because of a problem with his phone.
Gu Xinglan blinked lightly, glanced at the big screen, and quickly looked away.
Baicheng is a city that never sleeps.
At three in the morning, this place is even more lively than Wushui.
"I want to drink, what should I do?" Li Shengwa looked at the expression on the face of the person next to him.
They met many friends during their travels.
One of them was a local from Baicheng, a third-generation rich kid, who lost his wallet and phone in a remote village. He couldn't contact anyone and wasn't very good at talking.
If Gu Xinglan hadn't noticed the man's body language, they wouldn't have had the chance to get to know each other.
Li Shengwa thought to himself that he had to indulge himself one last time before going home.
"here!"
The person I arranged to meet was right in front of the hotel.
This building, which is over 100 stories high, belongs to his family.
Li Shengwa didn't react much, and the two brothers cuddled together, embracing the third-generation rich kid.
"Didn't you say you'd take us to experience the thrill of Baicheng next time we meet?"
This person doesn't seem like a third-generation rich kid; aside from his good looks, he doesn't have much to offer in terms of demeanor or conversation.
The clothes were still a bright red and bright green combination, which made Li Shengwa feel incredibly tacky.
Seeing that Li Shengwa wanted to make a sarcastic remark.
Gu Xinglan, who was on the phone, quickly flicked Li Shengwa's forehead with her free hand.
This kid has a sharp tongue; he can say anything and doesn't hold back.
They made many friends along the way, but also offended many people.
"Ahem, Brother Gu, do you still remember me?"
The third-generation rich kid still stammered when he spoke, but his expression was much more confident.
"Of course I remember," Gu Xinglan said with a smile.
I stayed in the presidential suite at the hotel.
As soon as Li Shengwa stepped inside, he began choosing a room.
There was a large suite in the suite, and he was about to choose one when he was stopped by the third-generation rich kid.
"This room, this room is for Brother Gu."
"Brother Gu, Brother Gu, it's Brother Gu again. How many times have you called me Brother Gu when I contacted you? Do you know how affectionately you call him?"
The third-generation rich kid covered Li Shengwa's mouth as he finished speaking.
But even if I have to keep it to myself, I have to finish what I said.
He finally managed to contact a friend on his phone, but the person called him "Brother Gu" every two seconds.
It was clearly his friend who made the friends, so how come they all ended up with Gu Xinglan? Didn't you see that Brother Gu was talking and chatting with his precious darling?
Does he have a certain status?
Li Shengwa let out a cold laugh.
"Alright!" Zou Can's face flushed red, his eyes constantly glancing at the people packing their luggage in the lobby.
"Xiao Can?"
The man in the hall suddenly called his name, and Zou Can shuddered violently as if struck by lightning.
"I'll come right now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared in a flash.
Li Shengwa glanced at that worthless figure and fell silent, not knowing what to say.
In ancient times there was the beauty trap; now there is the story of the beauty fishing. No bait is needed; the fish in the pond rush to take the bait. What use is Jiang Taigong?