The Divine Eye for Appreciating Treasures: Starting from Escape from Northern Myanmar

Ren Qiao sat in the office, the moonlight outside the window shining through the gaps in the curtains onto her tense and slightly pale face.

She held the phone tightly, with countless complicated emotions churning in her heart.

Finally, after a long inner struggle, she made up her mind, picked up the phone, and prepared to dial the number she hadn't called for a long time.

Her finger slid lightly across the phone screen, and the familiar number gradually appeared.

She took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, and finally pressed the dial button.

There were bursts of "beep" sounds coming from the other end of the phone, and each one seemed to be knocking on her heart, making her feel both expectant and nervous.

After a long time, the call was answered.

A slightly tired voice came from the other end of the phone. Hearing the voice, Ren Qiao quickly said, "Zhang Fan came here to see me today. He wanted your contact information. I think he may have some ill intentions. You have to be careful." Her voice revealed a bit of worry and anxiety.

She then briefly explained her purpose and reminded the other party to be more cautious.

Her tone was full of sincerity and concern, allowing the other person to feel her anxiety and worry at the moment.

"I see."

The other party's tone was quite normal.

After hanging up the phone, Ren Qiao's heart still couldn't calm down for a long time.

She didn't know if this was the right thing to do, but she trusted her intuition and judgment.

This time, the boy came to her with bad intentions.

I have already told her my purpose, so it depends on how she arranges it.

Deep in the temple, a woman wearing a Zen robe and a mask sat quietly on a cushion. Her figure looked particularly mysterious in the flickering candlelight.

Her eyes were deep, as if she could see through all the troubles in the world, but at this moment they were filled with complicated emotions.

The sound of a cell phone suddenly rang in the quiet temple, breaking the tranquility.

The woman frowned slightly, but then regained her composure.

She gently picked up the phone and saw the caller ID flashing on the screen. Although she was calm, a ripple appeared in her heart.

She knew whose phone it was.

From the moment he reappeared in Xia Country, she had a premonition of his purpose - he came to find her after all.

However, facing this old friend, her heart was full of entanglements and contradictions.

She once thought about meeting Zhang Fan, after all, their story was not over yet.

The woman took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

She knew she had to make a decision.

This decision concerns not only her own destiny, but also the future of the entire team.

I closed my eyes and began to pray silently, hoping to find the answer in my heart.

In the silence of the temple, time seems to have stood still.

The woman sat there, as if isolated from the whole world.

Although her heart was full of contradictions and struggles, her eyes were extremely firm.

Finally, she made the decision to disappear from this world.

If you disappear, no one will notice you.

the other side.

Hidden in the bustling city of Shangjing is a coffee shop full of retro style.

The wooden tables and chairs, the dim lights, and the faint aroma of coffee in the air all add a special warmth to this small shop.

Zhang Fan sat by the window, looking towards the door from time to time, his heart full of anticipation.

This is his first love whom he has not seen for many years, and she is also the one who pushed him into the devil's den.

Zhang Fan held the coffee cup tightly in his hand, as if looking for a hint of expectation.

Zhang Fan knew that this meeting was not only to reminisce about the past, but also to find an answer, an answer about their past.

Just as Zhang Fan was immersed in his own thoughts, the little fairy next to him was drinking milk tea quietly, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with her.

She followed Zhang Fan all the way here, but never disturbed him.

Her existence is like a beautiful landscape, quietly accompanying Zhang Fan.

Suddenly, a beautiful girl wearing glasses and a JK uniform walked into the coffee shop.

Her appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention. She walked straight to Zhang Fan, sat down, and then took out a pink diary from her bag.

"She is no longer in this world." As soon as the beautiful girl finished speaking, Zhang Fan's heart sank.

He couldn't believe his ears, let alone this cruel fact.

"She left this world due to a serious illness a few years ago. These are some of the things she left behind. Let me pass them on to you." The beautiful girl said as she handed the diary to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan took the diary and gently stroked the pink petals on the cover with his fingers.

My heart is filled with endless grief and loss.

Zhang Fan never thought that he would meet her again under such circumstances.

He never expected that she had already left this world.

He opened the diary and read page by page.

He raised his head and looked out the window. The sunlight shone through the window onto his face, but it could not dispel the haze in his heart.

For any man, the lethality of white moonlight is always so great.

When he learned that she was dead, he felt lost at first, but he was no longer the Zhang Fan he used to be. He was now the leader of a huge armed force.

She died? With just one sentence?

Can you believe it yourself?

The reason why I came here was naturally to find something related to her.

But the final outcome is death?

"Don't believe me? I'll take you to her grave. If it's night time, you can dig out her ashes."

The jk girl noticed that there was something wrong with Zhang Fan’s eyes, so she started talking again.

"Let's go."

Zhang Fan closed the diary. These were all some girlish thoughts from many years ago.

Live to see people, die to see corpses.

Just take a look.

The jk girl nodded and walked out.

The three of them walked out.

A few hours later, at a cemetery in the suburbs.

Zhang Fan stood at a grave with her gray photo and some of her information on it.

Zhang Fan looked straight ahead, at the urn inside.

"When she was dying, she didn't want to be without anything, so she cut off her hair, and inside was her ashes and hair."

JK girl explained.

There were indeed hair and ashes inside, and Zhang Fan came here with suspicion.

I can see what's inside.

Is she really dead?

After seeing this grave, Zhang Fan felt a lot of emotions in his heart.

"Do you want me to dig it up and show it to you?"

Seeing Zhang Fan still standing there blankly, the JK girl on the side spoke again.

"Let's go."

Zhang Fan turned around and did not make any unnecessary movements.

Bai Yueguang is dead?

Died many years ago? So he was tricked into going to northern Myanmar and died?

What I saw after so many years was her grave?

Zhang Fan's expression did not change at all. His many years of overseas experience had made him even more indifferent, and he began to doubt everything.