The First Light

The weather in the forest during the rainy season is humid and hot.

The sun shines through the dense woods and through the wooden windows, and spills into a wooden house deep in the jungle on the outskirts of Bangkok.Guo Yang was lying on the wooden bed under the window, sleeping soundly, breathing evenly and steadily, not caring how hot the sun shone on his chest.

The door of the wooden house was pushed open, and the man who came in was shirtless with an ice pack in his hand.Seeing the sleeping Guo Yang, he shook his head helplessly, and walked straight to the bed. During these few steps, he casually kicked away the empty beer bottles that stood in his way.

"Yaoyang! Wake up, Yaoyang! It's already noon!" The man patted Guo Yang on the shoulder while trying to wake him up, shouting loudly.

After being patted a few times by the man, Guo Yang opened his eyes and paused for a few seconds: "Where is this?"

The man casually put the things in his hand on the table, then sat next to Guo Yang, looked at him with a puzzled expression, and said, "My house."

Guo Yang stared at the man in front of him. His face was very familiar to him, and his name was also known. His name was Lang Kun, and he was a Thai Chinese in his early twenties. He had known him for about...a month.

"Lang Kun. How did I come to your house?" Guo Yang asked in a daze.

"We drank at the bar last night, do you remember?" Lang Kun asked back.

"I don't remember." Guo Yang didn't want to think hard, because he would have a slight headache if he used his brain too much. This was probably a symptom of a hangover. Explain the problem.He shook his head and whispered very unconfidently, "I don't remember, probably... I drank too much."

"You were carrying luggage." Lang Kun poured a glass of water, added some ice, and handed it to Guo Yang, "Wake up."

"Where's my luggage?" Guo Yang asked.

"I brought it back for you." Lang Kun pointed to the corner of the room, "There."

Guo Yang scratched his head in pain: "We met at the bar last night, had a drink, and then I got drunk?"

"When I met you, you were already drunk!" Lang Kun looked at Guo Yang in surprise, "Have you lost your memory?"

"I can't remember at all." Guo Yang raised his head, "Then..."

"Then I brought you home, and you drank a lot. I also drank a lot. After I got drunk, you went straight to sleep." Lang Kun said, picking up a shirt next to the bed and wearing it. on the body, and then turned on the TV, which was broadcasting the Cantonese morning news in Hong Kong. The female anchor told the audience in standard Cantonese that the day before yesterday, a group of cultural relics smugglers carried cultural relics from the Southern Cantonese period out of a port in Yunnan. The public security officers successfully intercepted more than [-] pieces of cultural relics from the Southern Guangdong period.

Lang Kun stared at the TV screen intently.Guo Yang didn't even look back, and took a sip of the ice water in front of him.

"Guo Yang, this is amazing." Lang Kun turned to look at Guo Yang, "Chinese cultural relics."

"what?"

"Didn't you hear? As I just said, more than 1000 cultural relics were stopped by your Chinese police." Lang Kun said with a smile.

"I don't understand Cantonese." Guo Yang said absently.

Lang Kun took a long breath and stopped talking.

Taking advantage of this time, Guo Yang began to organize his thoughts, as if his memory was interrupted by something.

The person in front of me is Kunlang, yes, Thai, about 20 years old, college student.I have known Lang Kun for a month. It was a rainy afternoon. I was looking for books in the library of an old university in Bangkok. I met Lang Kun who was sitting there quietly reading. I bought a book on Southeast Asian history, and the one I was looking for happened to be in Lang Kun's hands.

In the first three days when I met Lang Kun, I had to chat with him almost every day. This nerd-like overseas Chinese in Thailand is a student of the history department of this university.He also found the answers to all the questions I wanted to know, and then the work went very smoothly, and I almost got everything I wanted.

My true purpose has almost been fully realized.

"Yes, my goal has been achieved." Thinking of this, Guo Yang looked up at the TV, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's done, why don't I go back?" Guo Yang asked himself in his heart, Lang Kun next to him was watching TV quietly, and didn't pay much attention to Guo Yang.

Why should I go to the bar to drink?

Why should I drink with Lang Kun?

Why am I here?

How did i get here?

A series of thoughts made Guo Yang's head hurt again.

"What are you thinking?" Lang Kun put on his glasses, dressed and stood up and asked.

"I'm not thinking about anything." Guo Yang also got dressed, and he felt that he had better go back to China at this moment.

"Then I'll take you to play." Lang Kun said with a smile, "I'll take you to a fun place today."

"I have something urgent and I have to go home."

"Urgent matter?" Lang Kun was stunned, "Are you going back to China?"

"Yes." Guo Yang put on his clothes and felt dizzy when he stood up.

"Are you going to buy a bag for your sister in an urgent matter before you go back to China?" Langkun pulled Guo Yang. But still standing on the ground, instead of falling down on the head of the bed all at once.

"Let's go, I'll take you to open your eyes." Lang Kun smiled and pulled Guo Yang forward. Guo Yang felt that he was like a walking dead at the moment. He listened to Lang Kun's words and acted according to his instructions.

Fireworks bloomed in the black night sky, and the firelight illuminated the sea water, and also complemented the lights of the distant city.

The light from the fireworks stung Guo Yang's eyes, and the pain from the pupils to the cerebral cortex was like a switch, waking up Guo Yang's lost consciousness: he found himself standing on the deck, looking around, this is a ship A medium-sized yacht, the boat is decorated with colorful neon lights, and the sea water is slowly pushed away under the boat.

where am I?Guo Yang was a little scared, he was surprised by the strong sense of reality, the salty smell of sea water stimulated his nose, this must not be a dream.

"Yaoyang!" Lang Kun's voice penetrated into Guo Yang's ear hole, forming a reaction in his cerebral cortex.

Guo Yang turned his head and saw Lang Kun standing in front of him in a suit and leather shoes. Yes, this man is called Lang Kun. I have known him for more than a month. He is a Thai, a college student, a nerd...

"It's cold on the deck, come in, it's about to start."

"Lang Kun, what is this place?" Guo Yang asked, "Why did you change your clothes? When did you change your clothes?"

Lang Kun walked up to Guo Yang with a smile, "Didn't you change it yourself?"

Guo Yang lowered his head, saw the leather shoes on his feet, raised his arms in front of him, and looked at the shirt and suit on his body.

"I said I'll bring you to a good place. It's a big occasion, and I need to change into formal clothes. You made a noise to go to the store to buy it. Why don't you remember?" Lang Kun said with a smile, "Let's go, the auction is about to here we go."

"Auction?" Guo Yang was at a loss. Why did he have no memory of Lang Kun's words? He only remembered waking up at Lang Kun's house. Why didn't he remember anything after that, just like last night...

Lang Kun pulled him into the boat for an ongoing auction.People of various skin colors sat around in twos and threes, whispering something.The auction items are being prepared on the stage, and the auction host is trying to explain to the buyers in standard English as much as possible.

Guo Yang was dragged to sit down by Lang Kun. He felt that his head was swollen. There must be something wrong with his intermittent memory. He wanted to go back to China, but he was at sea now. Fortunately, Lang Kun was always by his side.

"It will be shown soon. Just wait a moment." Lang Kun patted Guo Yang's shoulder with a smile, "Don't worry, it will be here soon."

The host showed the first lot, and he introduced it in English, which is a golden mask of the king of Nanyue.

Hearing his words, Guo Yang stood up in surprise when he saw the images on the big screen and the real products in the display cabinet. He suppressed his dizziness and whispered: "Impossible, impossible..."

"Sit down!" Lang Kun pulled Guo Yang to the seat, "Why are you so excited!"

The bidding began, and the price quickly soared, but the placards continued for a long time.

"Can you understand his English?" Lang Kun asked Guo Yang in a low voice.Guo Yang didn't make a sound, just looked at the exhibit in front of him in pain.

A total of more than ten exhibits were sold out within an hour, and the transaction prices were all astronomical.

After the auction, Guo Yang sat there dumbstruck, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up. There was only one voice in his heart:

This is impossible!