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Yang Zimei sat in front of the mirror, trying to see the ghost hidden in her.
It's a pity that she can't see anything but herself now.
In the mirror, her hair was black, her face was delicate and indifferent, and her skin was white. However, under such a shell, she could not see her soul, whether it was in the past or now.
She picked up the wooden comb on the table top and combed it for a few bored times.
The mobile phone rings, glancing at the past, it is the call of the dragon day by day.
As soon as her heart was pleased, she hastened to connect.
"Eyebrows --"
there came the voice of dragon day by day with a little husky magnetism.
"Day by day, where are you now?" Yang Zimei asked excitedly.
"It's by Lake Baikal in Mobei." The Dragon took a deep breath day by day and said, "it's beautiful here. I want to live here with you for a long time."
Lake Baikal?
Yang Zimei read about the lake in the geography book.
Lake Baikal is the largest and deepest freshwater lake on the earth. Located in the southern part of Siberia, Irkutsk state and Buryat Republic of Russia, it is only 111 kilometers away from the border of Mongolia. It is the birthplace of many ethnic groups in East Asia. It's called "Siberian blue eyes.".
The lake type is narrow and curved, just like a crescent moon, so it is also called "Moon Lake".
When she read a book that day, when she saw the beautiful name of Moon Lake, she couldn't help thinking about Feifei and yearning for it.
She imagined walking by the lake with the dragon day by day, riding on a white horse, holding hands. What a romantic scene it should be?
"Eyebrows, what are you thinking?" Dragon day by day saw her silent, worried asked.
"I didn't think about anything. I just imagined the beautiful scenery of moon lake."
"Summer vacation with you." The dragon's voice is gentle and magnetic. "We ride horses on the grassland together, walk by the lake together, and lie down to watch the stars and the moon at night. Eyebrows, here the sky is particularly blue, the stars are also particularly clear, like your eyes, see them, I think it is you
Hehe, Yang Zimei didn't expect that the sultry and cold dragon would say such lyrical words. She could hear her heart move softly and her eyes would glow.
"Have you found what you are looking for?" Yang Zimei asked.
"I haven't found it yet, but I have recovered some memories piecemeal." The Dragon answers day by day.
"What do you remember?"
"I remember my mother's appearance -" Long's tone changed a little bit, with a certain gloom, "but I also remember that she abandoned me and disappeared."
Yang Zimei thought of Zhuge Yue's words and comforted him and said, "maybe, it's not that she abandoned you, but she has the pain she has to have."
"No
Dragon's daily tone with a bit paranoid, "in my memory of her, she is quite indifferent to me, never willing to hold me, as if I was a strange child."
Hear his words, Yang Zimei's heart is a pain.
A person can lack everything, but can not lack the love of parents.
He had not seen his father, did not know who he was, his mother was beside him, but so indifferent to him, even disappeared in his young age.
How much harm should it be to him?
"You Do you remember any other memories? " Yang Zimei worried that he would think of the cruelty of his grandfather's family who were killed overnight.
"No more." Dragon day by day looking at the pure blue lake, "I hope, my memory only you."
Hearing this, although Yang Zimei didn't see him, he could roughly guess how frustrated and hurt his eyes were at this time.
"Well, it doesn't matter if it's not just me, because the memory between us will be good in the future." The soft voice of Yang Zimei.
"Eyebrow, thank you." The dragon's voice is kind.
Two people's hearts thousands of miles apart, separated by sound waves, firmly collide with each other
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