"Go, follow me."
Yuan Xun reached out and held Tong Yao's hand, pulling her to say this.
As soon as Yuan Xun stood up, the bodyguards and servants who were originally hidden in the shadows suddenly appeared, and they embraced Yuan Xun and Tong Yao and came to a small building in the back together.
Tong Yao looked at these people behind her, and at this time she understood why when she encountered Yuan Xun, although she screamed loudly, no one looked at it curiously.
Because where the prince of the original family is, no one dares to talk nonsense, and no one dares to do much.
They knew that a little girl had been bullied by this bad prince, and they only thought that the prince was having fun, and they would never ask a word.
This is power and status.
Yuan Xun took Tong Yao upstairs.
Tong Yao looked left and right and understood that this was Yuan Xun's residence in the original family.
Many years later, she had to marry Won Hoon and became Won Hoon's little wife, and he once took her to stay in this small building for a few nights and introduced her to the rooms in this small building.
Yuan Xun took Tong Yao directly to the dressing room, and found a skirt worn by a girl in the closet.
Tong Yao took it and was surprised to find that the skirt was just the right size, and the streamlined skirt was inlaid with many shining gemstones, which was simple and smooth but luxurious.
At this time, another hairstylist came over and recombed her hair.
After everything was dressed, Tong Yao stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror and was pleased to find that the little girl in the mirror was unprecedentedly beautiful.
She had never seen such a good-looking self.
She smiled at once, and couldn't help but turn in circles in front of the mirror with joy.
Yuan Xun leaned in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the side, looking at Tong Yao in front of him silently.
When I saw her dancing happily in front of the mirror, I couldn't help but smile a little on my lips, and whispered, "It's so stinky and beautiful." ” Tong Yao woke up again, and when she woke up, she was still in her room as an adult, the same room where she stole the newspaper and emptied the medicine bottle.
She lay there for a long time, full of confusion.
Was she born again, or was she dreaming?
If it was a dream, why was everything in the dream so real, and could she still know something that she couldn't know in reality, and if it was rebirth, why did she always switch back and forth between this life and the next Tong Yao was puzzled.
She felt she needed to ask whom.
But she didn't have many friends.
Since marrying Yuan Xun, her former circle of friends has basically disappeared, and she rarely even uses her mobile phone and the Internet.
She's a wretched creature imprisoned by Wonxun.
She remembered the two pages of the diary again, and looked at it over and over again, but she couldn't see the reason.
This is the diary she once wrote by herself, and this is her immature handwriting.
Why she was "reborn" twice, it just so happens that the scene is recorded in her diary Could it be that this so-called rebirth is simply two dreams caused by her diary?
Tong Yao thought about it for a long time with nothing to do, and when it was evening, Chen's mother came up and said: "Ma'am, there's a phone number of yours."
Tong Yao was a little surprised.
Because since her mother died, since she married Yuan Xun, she has rarely been in contact with others.
"The other party said that her surname is Chen, and she is your middle school classmate."
Chen, a middle school classmate A long-lost name came to mind, Chen Siya.
Chen Siya, this is her best friend in middle school.
A few years ago, I heard that I went abroad, but after I went abroad, I basically cut off contact.
After the phone was connected, Chen Siya's enthusiastic voice came from the other end.
"Tong Yao, it's really you, I can be regarded as finding you" "You're back from the United States" "Yes, I only came back last week, I met a lot of classmates, but I didn't find you, I heard them say that you married into a wealthy family, and it was really hard to get in touch."
Chen Siya is a very talkative person and very sunny.
Tong Yao felt that her personality was incompatible with Chen Siya, but she didn't know why, they became good friends when they were in junior high school.
Maybe it's because of the complementary personalities.
Listening to Chen Siya's endless talk on the other end of the phone, her original thoughts that she thought of rebirth and dream entanglement gradually faded, and she just smiled quietly and listened to her there.
"Tong Yao, I haven't seen you for several years, when are you free, let's meet and talk" "Okay."
So it was quickly agreed to meet at a nearby café a few days later.
After hanging up the phone, Tong Yao thought about it and decided to find a suitable piece of clothing to wear.
She is a person who is almost isolated from this world, and the most she wears at home is loungewear, and now she doesn't know what to wear for a while.
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After thinking about it, I went to the locker room upstairs.
I opened the cabinet casually and rummaged through it, and found that there were many clothes in it, various styles, spring, summer, autumn and winter, inside and outside, all of them were placed in different categories.
Chen's mother helped her sort out her clothes from the side, and said with a smile: "I heard that these are the latest models from major brands, and they will send new ones every season." ” Tong Yao was a little surprised, she didn't expect that she had so many clothes.
After rummaging around, she chose an aqua blue dress.
She gestured in front of the mirror: "This is it." ” Chen's mother glanced at the skirt, obviously not satisfied, after all, the color was too plain, so she suggested: "There are many skirts here, Mrs. can take a look at them again." ” Tong Yao put the aqua blue dress next to her and flipped it over again.
As she was rummaging, her hand suddenly froze there.
Right in front of her, there was a white skirt hanging there.
There are thousands of white skirts in the world, but this skirt, whether it is the design or the pendant, is too familiar.
This is the dress in her dream, the dress that Won-hoon gave her.
It's just that this is an adult style, and the dream is that she can wear it at the age of eight.
Tong Yao trembled her hands, took the skirt, and looked down carefully.
It's just that the dream is too real, so real that it is full of too many details.
Now that she closes her eyes, she can still see the dress she wore when she was eight years old.
It's exactly the same dress "Madam, what's wrong" Mother Chen noticed Tong Yao's strange appearance and asked with concern.
"It's nothing, I just think this skirt looks good, I want to know what brand this skirt is, what year of style" "This, I need to call and ask Mr.
Peng."
Mr.
Peng was in charge of procuring the dresses.
"Okay, you can ask."
Saying this, Tong Yao directly took the white dress skirt and the aqua blue skirt back to her room.
Chen's mother called to inquire and the results soon came out.
"Mr.
Peng said that this is a limited edition of the xx brand in 93, and he also said that if his wife is interested, the detailed information will be sent."
"Okay, after you send it over, show it to me."
The efficiency of Yuan Xun's subordinates is really good, and the introduction information about this skirt and this brand quickly arrived in Tong Yao's hands.
Tong Yao looked through it carefully, and finally saw on a certain page that when this skirt was first listed, there was a customized mother-daughter outfit.
So in other words, there is a girl's model.
As soon as Tong Yao's hand was released, the information fell to the ground.
She closed her eyes and kept thinking about it.
She dreamed, or rather reborn, and returned to her childhood, and saw Yuan Xun come up with a new girl's dress that was on the market at that time, which changed her state of mind that day.
When she woke up, she found that this skirt really existed, it was from that era, that style and that style.
Obviously, she had never seen such a dress before, how could she now fabricate the true details of a dress by herself in a dream out of thin air Tong Yao thought of the original Xun who could ride a bicycle in various tricks, such a Yuan Xun was also dreamed of by her.
She struggled to open her eyes, open the window, and look outside at the sky that was about to get dark.
She knew that at this time, if Won Hoon went home for dinner, it would be time for him to come back, but she still decided to go to Won Hoon's study again.
Journaling, journaling is key.
She opened Chen's mother, looked at the still closed European-style gate at the end of the garden again, put on soft-soled shoes, and quietly sneaked into Yuan Xun's study.
She was looking for a diary, a diary she had written herself.
She didn't want to think about why these diaries were in Wonxun's study, but she just wanted to find them.
Find the next journal.
Soon, she found another diary of her own in a drawer.
She hurriedly picked it up and looked hungrily. gd1806102: