I exchanged true love for 1000 billion

"Huanhuan, grab me."

Gu Fengyao looked at the pale young man, and he had already held his hand while speaking. Gu Qianhuan raised his eyes in a daze, closed his eyes sleepily, and just held his own hands, fingers crossed, clasped tightly, and the scalding heat burned all the way. into the bottom of my heart.

"Let go, let go." He trembled his eyelashes, trying to break free.However, the car jolted for a while, and the resistance reaction became more and more intense. The young man's round nails dug deeply into the back of the man's hand.

Gu Fengyao didn't seem to feel it, he hugged him into his arms, and patted him on the back with his free hand: "Huanhuan, it will be fine soon, soon..."

Gu Qianhuan just felt that he was bored and wanted to cover his ears. He didn't want to hear these words at all. He didn't want to hear them. Why was he so stubborn? Wouldn't it be better to just give up?

He didn't understand at all what the other party was stubborn about, the depression came suddenly, Gu Qianhuan no longer struggled, he was buried in the man's arms motionless, he could smell his body in his breath, his face was pressed against him He heard his heartbeat vibrate, "Bang bang bang—" like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning. The wind from the mountains passed through the car window, bringing the damp and cold breath of the mountains.

The car turned over the road and drove into the rugged path, and saw a small village located in it from a distance. Someone had notified in advance that a distinguished guest was coming. The village head squatted under the old tree at the entrance of the village and waited early in the morning. Bag after bag of big cigarettes, I finally heard the sound of the motor.

From that car, two handsome and beautiful young people walked out.

The village chief, who had never had any ideas, suddenly backed down a little. He patted his jacket and ran over, speaking substandard Mandarin. Gu Qianhuan learned everything quickly, and directly changed into the village dialect.

The village head laughed: "Do you want to drink water? The clear spring in the mountain is delicious, clear and sweet."

He handed over two clean porcelain cups, and Gu Fengyao took the enamel cups, his eyes fell on the small village where the cooking smoke was rising, and behind him was a mountain forest as thick as green ink.

He asked directly: "Has there ever been a person named Zheng Zhongxu in your place?"

The village chief shook his head. Their village was small in the first place, and he had been the village chief for decades, and he almost memorized the names of everyone in the village. Everyone was named Gouwa, Cuihua, etc. How could there be one, one? What is Zheng Zhongxu?

Well-mannered, how can such a big boss get out of it.

Holding the cup, Gu Qianhuan lowered his eyes when he heard the village head's answer, but he didn't give up, but continued to ask if there were any villagers who had left the village.

It was getting late, and every household started to cook lunch. Gu Qianhuan was going to settle a meal here. Every family in the village planted a few fruit trees. It would be some time before lunch. The village head's daughter-in-law specially picked a plate of sweet and sour Put the delicious fruit on the plate, let the guests sweeten their mouths first.

Seeing this, Gu Qianhuan gave several red notes, and the other party was very pleasantly surprised. The people in the mountains have no income, especially in Zhengjia Village. They can't cash in on the chestnuts that are all over the mountains. Since decades ago, young people have had to leave their hometowns and go out. Working part-time, so there are especially many old and weak women and children in the village.

Gu Qianhuan asked the village chief teacher's former name, and the other party turned pale when he heard it: "You mean three eggs?"

"He's crazy, he went crazy decades ago, he insisted on drawing like crazy, he's a big guy, he doesn't do anything, he was obsessed by ghosts, and he was kicked out of the house by his mother, he didn't know where to go Gone? Come on, his mother is still talking about it, did San Dan entrust you to come back?"

The village chief's words were easy to understand, and Gu Qianhuan understood in an instant. After asking again and again, he knew the whole story.

A few decades ago, the society was not so developed. In this barren village, the villagers sometimes couldn't even eat enough to eat, let alone paint.

Sandan is his teacher, Zheng Zhongxu, who has been very fond of painting since he was a child, but if there is no accident for a child born in Dashan, he may not be able to go out for the rest of his life, until a teacher from outside the mountain discovered the talent of the child and told him What is painting? He began to yearn for the world outside the mountains, but every time he asked, the teacher would sigh.

He knew that this child would never leave the mountain in his life.

Later, the supporting teacher left. His teacher kept painting, forgot about his family’s livelihood, and beat him to death many times without repentance. Finally, when he was a teenager, he left Dashan alone and has never been heard from since.

Gu Qianhuan was already sure that it was his teacher. If he hadn't gone out, he might have married a wife and had children, but there was no such person as Zheng Zhongxu in this world.

Gu Qianhuan did not make any comments on the teacher.

He asked politely where the teacher lived, and the village head pointed to a low wooden house on the mountainside: "It's the house of Zheng Sandan's family. His grandmother passed away a few years ago, and he hasn't lived in it for more than ten years. Fortunately, this The house is well built and hasn’t collapsed over the years.”

Gu Qianhuan nodded, with a sad expression: "The teacher has passed away, I want to see his former residence."

Village head: "Hey, I can't go, I can't go now."

Gu Qianhuan was puzzled, and the other party pointed to the gray sky, "This day is too weird, it looks like it's going to rain, and it will be broken if there is a flash flood."

Gu Qianhuan was silent for a moment, and asked him: "If there is a flash flood, will the houses on the mountainside be washed away?"

The village chief: "Of course, not only this, our village can be flooded, but maybe, just wait a little longer, and when your friend comes back, you two can discuss it together."

He persuaded with earnestness and earnestness: "Mountain torrents are no small matter. A dilapidated house has no life."

Gu Qianhuan looked at the gloomy sky, the air was stuffy and hot, and an invisible thin layer of mucous membrane wrapped the skin, looking like a storm was about to come.

He looked away from the small wooden house on the mountainside, and said with a smile: "Thank you for the kindness of the village chief, I understand."

The village chief thought he had figured it out, and asked his daughter-in-law to cook a few more dishes. In a blink of an eye, Gu Qianhuan disappeared.

Gu Fengyao went out for a while, carrying a bag of fruit in his hand, plump and round, big and thin-skinned, he looked very gratifying. When he came back, the food was already on the table, and he glanced around, keenly aware of something wrong, his voice suddenly Chill: "Where's Huanhuan?"

The village chief and the others looked at each other, their hearts skipped a beat, and they slapped their thighs violently: "Hey, I'm to blame for this!"

Gu Fengyao couldn't bear to listen to what he said, so he asked again in a deep voice: "Where is Huanhuan? The young man who came with me? Where do you say he is?"

He asked, already having a bad premonition in his heart.

The village chief didn't dare to look at him, he no longer felt that this young man was handsome, he was more like the king of Hades who was seeking his life in the underworld, with a vicious look, he said tremblingly: "I was talking to him just now, and he mentioned the three eggs, as if it was the one you wanted. The person I was looking for, I pointed him to Sandan's house, he should have gone up the mountain."

"Don't let him go. Today, I think it will rain heavily."

As the village chief said, the sky had changed. The gray sky just now was covered with overcast clouds, densely packed with black clouds, as if they were about to overwhelm the sky in the next moment.

On the one hand, the daughter-in-law exclaimed: "Dad, why did you let him go? The broadcast said today that there was a torrential rain. It's not like you don't know that in the mountains these years, there will be floods when it rains!"

The veins on Gu Fengyao's forehead twitched, the matter had come to this point, what was he delaying, he threw down the fruit, turned around and ran, in a blink of an eye, the figure disappeared, and others couldn't even catch up.

The village chief also knew that these two were distinguished guests, so he immediately took out a note to contact them.

In Jingcheng, Zhang Lin froze after receiving the news.

His eyes went dark, and it was difficult for him to breathe: "What are you waiting for, help me!"

"Organize people to find them, and I will reimburse all the expenses!"

Just as the village chief was about to agree, there was a bang, and a silver lightning flashed like a snake in the dark sky, splitting through layers of haze, and criss-crossing these long and narrow cracks.

The village head turned pale, and immediately shook his head: "No, no, it's late, it's going to rain here soon!" Who doesn't know that the soil in Xiaolanshan is loose and rough when it rains. It is said that it is a torrential rain, who dares to enter the mountain in such a situation, one counts as one, and no one can escape!

Ten minutes ago in Little Blue Mountain.

In the muggy weather with no wind, in a piece of stagnant dark green, a small tree suddenly shook, startling a bird or two, flapping its wings and flying away.

Gu Qianhuan let go of the trunk with a thick wrist, and walked along the path stepped on by the villagers. Not long after, he saw a small wooden house not far away.

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