One Life, One Incarnation, Beautiful Bones

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These people describing the situation had not confirmed the validity of their words but yet were speaking as if it was all true.

Surrounded by whispered English conversations, she thought of Zhousheng Chen and his friend, Mei Xing. After being raised under the influence of a family culture that stretched back several hundred years, both pairs of dark black eyes did not show even the slightest flicker in any situation. Mei Xing, though, was more similar to the people of during the Six Dynasties period[1] in history in that he chose to follow his own heart and will. But when Shi Yi thought about Zhousheng Chen, her heart instantly softened.

She was not able to use a word, a sentence, or a single trait of an era to describe him.

As soon as her vacation was over, she immediately stepped back into the mode of working under high pressure.

Mei Lin had set the final rounds of the contest to take place in Wuzhen's[2] newly rebuilt and developed West Village[3], and it was also a collaborative event with this new scenic area. When compared with the old East Village, everything in this newly built area seemed brand new, but already, indications of commercialization could be seen.

Fortunately, the area had not officially been opened to the public yet.

As a staff member of the organizer, she was able to enter the area earlier. When Hong Xiaoyu heard about this, she took advantage of it and insisted on coming along with her to stay for leisure. This type of ancient water town of Jiangnan was very beautiful at night, and to be there without all the tourists and visitors was an opportunity you could only chance upon.

On the phone, Hong Xiaoyu made a vague mention about her new boyfriend.

Shi Yi did not think too much about it and simply asked Mei Lin to reserve an extra room for them.

The two came rather late, arriving there in the evening.

Shi Yi stood waiting for them at the entrance to the new scenic area. Off in the distance, she saw Hong Xiaoyu carrying a camera and walking beside a man, all the while talking and laughing. The man looked to be upright and honest, his features emitting a gallant feel about him.

Shi Yi's eyes made a quick sweep over his face. Hong Xiaoyu had already noticed her and jogged over. "You know, it's so hard to even get a chance to see you . We both live in Shanghai, but these last couple months, your whereabouts have been so irregular. Now, finally, we actually end up meeting in a place just outside of Shanghai. Gee, no offense, beautiful Shi Yi, but the extent that you put your man above your friends can definitely go down in history books."

"You can wait two or three days, then. I'll be back in Shanghai after that." She could not be bothered with Hong Xiaoyu's mocking and whispered to her, "Don't think I don't know. You just want to have some 'real' development in your relationship with him, and you're using me as an excuse to come here."

Hong Xiaoyu threw her a quick glare and then gave brief introductions between the two of them.

That person's occupation was similar to Hong Xiaoyu's except one was a journalist while the other was a news photographer.

But Shi Yi had a persistent sense that there was a sharp fierceness within this person that he could not completely conceal.

Her intuition had always been very accurate, and as the three of them chatted and walked into the scenic area, she inevitably eyed him over several times. However, when she heard Hong Xiaoyu mention later that he was a war correspondent, her mind was finally set at ease.

She remembered his name. It was Du Feng.

Several people from her company had arrived, and all of them possessed extremely beautiful voices.