It's a lot of money

Yu Xinyue kept falling in the darkness.

The cold, humid air was like a surging tide, and she seemed to be in a black sea or a bottomless abyss.

There was a smile on the corner of the woman's mouth, death?

That's it?

The cheerful sound of tinkling bells breaks the eternal silence, and the melody is inexplicably familiar.

She looked up, the golden notes were beating in the dark night, bees and butterflies were dancing.

Yu Xinyue stretched out her hand, wanting to grab a piece of glowing musical notes, the moment her fingertips touched her, she was suddenly awakened by a loud voice——

"Girl, are you okay!!!"

Yu Xinyue opened her eyes abruptly, facing Zhang's pale face and bloody mouth.

She shivered in fright, and stepped back quickly, her back was hurt by something long.

The blood-red lips crackled, and a worried voice came out, "Okay, this is not knocking your head, don't be stupid."

Light rain, telephone booths with faded red paint, dim lights, and public telephones covered with small advertisements.

Yu Xinyue looked around, staring at the yellow tungsten light bulb above her head, a few small black flying insects were flying around the light.

"Is it a dream?" she murmured.

"Dream? You are not dreaming, you are awake!" The deafening voice rang again.

Only then did Yu Xinyue see clearly that the other party was not some ecstasy, but a big sister with a lot of makeup on.The enthusiastic elder sister permed her fluffy curly hair, wore a floral dress, carried a small leather bag, and happily sang old pop music on the Walkman in her hand——

It's a nostalgic big sister, Yu Xinyue thought to herself, observing the phone booth again.

It's strange that you can still see it in the city, isn't it all demolished a long time ago?

More than [-] years ago, this kind of telephone booth was often seen on the street. Two public telephones were installed in each booth, and a bench was carefully arranged.At that time, mobile phones were not common, and Lu Yao's car was slow, so he could only rely on a long telephone line to express his thoughts.Young lovers often sit in the phone booth for a whole day.

Yu Xinyue turned around, and sure enough, it was the narrow bench that hit her back just now.

The city has changed with each passing day in the past few decades, and she can't remember how long she hasn't seen a public phone booth, and she misses it for a while.

"Sister, which road is this? There's even a telephone booth?"

The enthusiastic elder sister immediately smiled when she heard the "sister", "Ping'an Road, aren't these things everywhere?"

Ping An Road?

Yu Xinyue frowned, she often drove by Ping'an Road, why had she never seen this phone booth?

No, everywhere?

The eldest sister pressed the song, "Yes, it's not everywhere. Girl, did you just have a nightmare, did you startle me?"

Yu Xinyue patted her drowsy head, "What's going on?"

The eldest sister swayed her hands and feet, and she was telling her what happened just now.It turned out that the elder sister went to the phone booth to shelter from the rain and was listening to the song. Yu Xinyue, who was sleeping on the chair, suddenly fell down and raised her hand like a bewilderment. She was so frightened that she thought there was something wrong with the fall.

In my dream I thought I was going to hell...

Yu Xinyue couldn't help laughing, seeing the drizzle outside, the rain was much lighter, and wanted to go out to see where Yan Ji was.

The eldest sister was very enthusiastic, and kept asking, "Where are your parents, why didn't they come to pick you up? Did they know you were out? Come, come," she took out a calling card, "Call your parents quickly, don't wait Outside, use your aunt's card to call."

Yu Xinyue, "Parents?"

She stared at the brand new IC card in the elder sister's hand, suddenly realized something, and looked down.

Dark blue school uniform, Adi with a little bit of mud and water, and a pair of white and tender hands, and the middle finger of the right hand has a callus from holding too many pens.

"Girl?" Enthusiastic Elder Sister saw her blankly and asked worriedly.

Yu Xinyue raised her eyes, her voice excited, "This year, what year is it?"

The face of the young girl Bai Ci was flushed with excitement, her eyes were as bright as stars, and the elder sister shrank a little, secretly thinking that this girl is too juicy, but it's a pity that she might have really bumped her head just now, "Of course it's Millennium The year, 2000."

Yu Xinyue was about to cry, she turned around and picked up the newspaper on the ground.

This is an entertainment evening newspaper, with a photo of a young woman on the page, and the headline in black and white is eye-catching-"Princess Guangyun commits suicide for love, presenting contemporary Romeo and Juliet."

The eldest sister came over and commented, with a regretful expression, "This is a newspaper a few days ago, what a beautiful child, what a pity. Qin Liru is also cruel, and he didn't even attend the funeral for a bid. How can money be as important as his own daughter?" ?”

Yu Xinyue didn't care about the beauties' misfortune, her eyes were only fixed on those black letters the size of sesame seeds, 2000.

The hand holding the newspaper began to tremble. In the millennium, everything began and flourished.She was 14 years old this year, and she hadn't given up her dream of making music, and her aunt, who loved her the most, didn't die because of dystocia.

pat.

A wet streak smudged across the newspaper.

The eldest sister was at a loss, took out a tissue in a panic, and wiped her face, "Why are you crying?"

Yu Xinyue sniffed, her eyes were bent into crescent moons, and the light of the rainy day appeared in her clear pupils, and she laughed.

At this time, there was still a layer of baby fat on her face, and her cheeks were pink, looking innocent and lovely.

Unlike a few years later, the baby fat has faded, and the publicity and sharp beauty are highlighted.Snow skin, black hair, red lips, uneven figure, bright and gorgeous.The sun is so bright that people dare not approach it.

"I'm just, really, so happy."

Regardless of the good-hearted elder sister's persuasion, Yu Xinyue walked out of the phone booth and walked slowly in the rain.

Dark clouds weighed heavily on the top of the head, and the rain became heavier. It didn't take long for the whole body to be wet, and the wet clothes stuck to the body.

The ground was full of water, and the raindrops hit the water, and a small bubble appeared.

Yu Xinyue lowered her head and stepped on every foot to burst a bubble, never tired of it, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she really just fell asleep just now, closed her eyes and the ups and downs of the business world, 20 years like a dream, finally ran counter to the dream, further and further.

It's just a pity that I regret it.

The shaman necklace dangled on the fair neck.

Yu Xinyue stroked the necklace, carefully recalling those decades, and kept thinking about Yan Ji's words in her mind, secretly making up her mind.

Now that this necklace is really useful, I finally got a chance to do it again, and I can no longer be as useless as before.The grace of life was repaid in the previous life, and in this life, she will live for herself and never have to worry about the Yin family again.

What's more, she has always had resentment towards the Yin family. Yan Ji is right, even if they are strangers, they should not be used like that by the Yin family.

Not to mention, Yu Xinyue is the real Yin family, the daughter of the Yin family.

She and Yin Jianghan were swapped shortly after birth.

Yin Jianghan took her place in her life, living in Yin's family with rich clothes and fine food, while Yu Xinyue spent a long and joyless childhood in that patriarchal, poor and feudal family.Instead of bright dresses and funny toys, her memories are filled with sticks, pain, cursing, and hunger.

Until it was retrieved by the Indian family.

But the Yin family and Yin Jianghan have developed a deep relationship after getting along for more than ten years, so Yu Xinyue, who was originally a biological child, is in a very embarrassing situation.

She thought, maybe in the hearts of the Yin family, Yin Jianghan is the real daughter.

She still remembers the day when she first entered Yin's house.

The bungalows are tall and tidy, with a large beautiful lawn, shining green.Everything in the room was shining with gold, as if everything was shining.

She didn't even dare to step on the polished floor, she took every step carefully, as if stepping on a cloud, the joy and expectation that was about to fly, she will never forget it.The next second, she saw the girl acting like a baby in her grandmother's arms.

They are happy and harmonious, just like a family.

Yu Xinyue looked down at her worn-out shoes, then retracted her feet silently.

Grandma and uncle like Yin Jianghan. They often compare Yin Jianghan with Yu Xinyue. They feel that this granddaughter brought from the countryside is dull and not cute at all. The princess's Yinjiang Hanbi.

People's hearts are always biased.

Later, Yu Xinyue worked hard for the Yin family and gave up her beloved music, but Yin Jianghan could eat, drink and have fun at home with peace of mind.

She spent a lot of money on extravagance and pleasure. Even after she got married, she often reached out to her natal family for money.As for uncle and grandma, Yu Xinyue had something to do, and Yin Jianghan had nothing to do. He would only come to Yu Xinyue when he encountered some difficult things.

Heh, Yu Xinyue looked sarcastically, looking coldly at the torrential rain in front of her.

In the past, it was said that the patience was for the sake of family affection, but in fact, I was still a little unwilling.Obviously she is the daughter of the Yin family, and Yin Jianghan stole all her things...

Forget it.

She felt relieved and didn't care anymore.Going to his Yin family, these decades of eccentricity have let her down little by little, and a long rainy day is the last straw that breaks the camel's back.She didn't hear what Yin Hongfei said on the phone, but judging from his anxious attitude, it was probably because of a business accident.

It's not a blessing at all.

Yu Xinyue took a deep breath, the water vapor was hazy, and the cool air poured into her lungs.

The cold rain hit her face, she opened her arms and closed her eyes, feeling the oncoming rain, she couldn't help laughing, revealing her white and neat teeth.

Take off the shackles and regain your life.

For the rest of her life, she wanted to play the piano, and kept playing,

I can still hear the sound of dripping rain, but the cold rain hitting my face seems to be much smaller.

Yu Xinyue opened her eyes in surprise, and there was an extra umbrella on top of her head. The surface of the umbrella was pitch black with no pattern.

The young woman holding the umbrella for her has shoulder-length short hair, noble and elegant, but looks extremely pale and tired.

The woman nodded to her, her pale lips trembling, but she didn't speak, just handed her the umbrella.

The action is not strong, but it cannot be resisted.

Yu Xinyue caught the umbrella and stared at her face, feeling vaguely familiar, but couldn't quite remember.

At this time, she noticed that the woman was in a black suit with a white flower pinned to her chest.

Wearing mourning clothes.

This person resembles the photo published in the newspaper just now, except that he is a little more heroic than the one between his eyebrows.

Before she had time to think about anything, Yu Xinyue watched her continue to move forward, distraught, as if she didn't notice the red light ahead, and stepped on the zebra crossing.

"Wait!" Yu Xinyue hurried over to grab her wrist, feeling that the woman's hand was so thin and cold.

A car roared past them, splashing muddy water on the white flowers on their chests.

The woman looked back at her, her dark eyes were like bottomless pools.

Yu Xinyue didn't understand what she was thinking, "It's a red light."

The woman stepped back, "Thank you."

The sound is colder than rain.

Yu Xinyue stood on tiptoe and raised her hand, a small umbrella propped up a space for the two of them.

At this time, she stared at the woman's profile, and finally remembered where the familiarity came from, and couldn't help but say, "It's you?"