In early November, "Detective Charlotte" was successfully completed.

Xia Yuan and Jiang Xiaoling entered their career period again.

Fortunately, the box office results of the three films released in October were good. As the boss, Su Qin made a lot of money and gave the employees a generous bonus.

How much money did Xia Yuan get?

2 million!

If he hadn't lived in a city like Yunze, a third-tier construction and first-tier consumption, the money would have been enough for him to spend decades.

Jiang Xiaoling also became a rich woman, but she didn't know where to spend the money for the time being.

Originally, I wanted to save some money and escape with Ying Sitong, but now it seems that the female and Xia Yuan have already made a real fuss, so it is meaningless to escape.

Jiang Xiaoling himself was also very confused.

This confusion comes from the lack of life goals.

In the countless times she lived, taking care of Ying Sitong and ensuring the safety and continuation of the blood clan's bloodline was her only mission.

But now a Xia Yuan suddenly appeared, and he encountered such a peaceful and prosperous era. Jiang Xiaolingkong had a lot of force, but he no longer needed to exist.

...

Especially when the filming of this drama was finished, Jiang Xiaoling seemed to fall from the top of the wave to the bottom, and her life became extremely boring and boring.

That feeling of loss is extremely uncomfortable.

When Xia Yuan got up to pour water at night, he saw Jiang Xiaoling standing alone on the balcony, with her back lonely and lonely.

"Jiang Xiaoling?"

Xia Yuan called her.

Jiang Xiaoling was stunned and did not turn around.

From Xia Yuan's perspective, you can probably see her raising her hand to wipe the tears from her face.

"What are you doing?"

Xia Yuan held the water cup and opened the balcony door.

A hint of panic flashed in Jiang Xiaoling's eyes, "I, the moonlight is good today, I'm coming out to enjoy the moon."

Xia Yuan looked up and looked at the sky.

The night of murder in dark moon and high winds.

In addition to the lights on the street, the clouds are deep and the sky is rolling, which is an ominous sign.

Perhaps it's a heavy rain coming.

"The typhoon is coming these days. Don't stand on the balcony. The typhoons and wind levels in recent years are the highest every year."

“…”

Jiang Xiaoling clenched her fists, and Xia Yuan took a step back in fear.

"Well, I'll go back first, um... rest early."

...

Looking at Xia Yuan's back as he left, Jiang Xiaoling's brows frowned slightly.

Sometimes fate is so wonderful.

If Xia Yuan was not available, she would be the only person Ying Sitong could rely on.

If it hadn't been more than 1,800 years, she would have been able to protect Ying Sitong.

Perhaps the long years have submerged the blood clan and made the witch hunters who make a living by hunting the blood clan lose their value. I don’t know if there are any demon hunters in the world now.

And she

A tombkeeper of a blood clan was also ruthlessly eliminated by time.

Without the witch hunter, the meaning of the gravekeeper no longer exists.

For Ying Sitong now, she doesn’t know what value she has left.

Jiang Xiaoling felt a little sad when she thought about it

The only thing she can do for the blood clan is to cook, clean, and do housework for them when she is free to film.

Recently, Ying Sitong has to deprive her of the power of doing housework.

When she came home from filming, the young lady had already cleaned up the house.

Although she was very angry about this, she told Ying Sitong many times and kept her for her to do it, Ying Sitong just smiled and cleaned up the house in an orderly manner the next day.

As for cooking, Xia Yuan was also cooking for Ying Sitong every now and then, or just going out for some good food for the family.

Jiang Xiaoling was very angry and sad.

Especially when she saw Ying Sitong eating the food made by Xia Yuan and looking at Xia Yuan with a affectionate look of praise and admiration, Jiang Xiaoling wanted to beat Xia Yuan.

Jiang Xiaoling was blowing on the balcony with her hair slapped on her face in a mess.

Thunder rolled in the distance, and the wind outside became heavier and heavier.

Just as Xia Yuan said, the typhoon is coming.

It is incredible to predict when the typhoon will come more than 1,800 years ago.

Although Prime Minister Zhuge was exaggerated by his descendants that he could borrow the east wind, the real history is not like this.

The world is developing too fast, everything is so incredible and terrifying.

Especially when you look at the dimly lit steel forest outside, the flashing headlights on the overpass, and the planes flying through the sky

That sense of awe for Weili will involuntarily surge out of your heart.

Perhaps modern people like Xia Yuan have lived in such an environment since they were born, but only those like Jiang Xiaoling who have experienced the changes in the times will know:

How great is human beings.

That is the greatness of lying in the river and looking up at the vast sky, losing oneself, and the greatness of people who can't stop trembling all over your body when you glance at it.

However, the deeper you think about it, the more you feel that you do not belong to this era.

Jiang Xiaoling usually has no expression on her face, is as arrogant and cold as a queen, but her heart is full of fear.

She was afraid that she would not be able to integrate into this world, and that everything she knew was broken.

"Oh, I have this kind of times, too."

Ying Sitong's voice came from behind.

Jiang Xiaoling suddenly trembled all over.

Her little eyes were wrapped in a blanket and stood beside her, her eyes flashing as she looked at the traffic below.

"The young lady..."

Jiang Xiaoling looked at her with some emotion.

Ying Sitong's lips opened slightly, and she looked at the lamp view below without moving, and then wrapped the blanket a little tighter.

"Look at these cars, electric lights, steel buildings... how could we think that it would become like this in the future?"

Ying Sitong exclaimed, "Whenever you look at the powerful technology developed by modern times, you will be so scared that your whole body trembles."

"The young lady..."

Jiang Xiaoling stared at Ying Sitong in a daze, with a light flashing in her eyes.

Ying Sitong took a breath of air conditioning, then lifted the blanket and put one on Jiang Xiaoling's shoulder.

"Um?"

Jiang Xiaoling's shoulders trembled slightly.

Ying Sitong smiled slightly, then suddenly remembered something and explained, "I'm really not smart enough to learn physics and chemistry well. Really, we are not people from this era."

Jiang Xiaoling's eyes lit up, and there was a sentence she kept choking in her throat and not saying it.

At that time, she wanted to say to Ying Sitong:

Otherwise, let's go?

Go to our Shushan and live our own life.

However, when she captured the happy smile on Ying Sitong's face, she hesitated.

Ying Sitong smiled and said, "Fortunately, we still have Xia Yuan. He brought us closer to this era, just like the roots of a tree, which has been rooted from more than 1,800 years to the 21st century."

Jiang Xiaoling's eyes were dim and she opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Sister Ling."

It was at this moment that Ying Sitong turned around and gently shook her hand.

Jiang Xiaoling felt a heavy weight on her body, her little eyes plunged into her arms, and her hands held her waist.
To be continued...