After I died, they cried in the live studio

After Jiang Cimu arrived, Sang Shuwan's face was still a little pale, but her eyes revealed a hint of stubbornness. She took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound more stable: "I'm not afraid, I just hate it. Those people are so hateful. If Nancy hadn't driven over to save me in time, I really can't imagine what would have happened. I might have been captured by them a long time ago." At this point, she clenched her fists unconsciously, and her body trembled slightly, as if she was still frightened by the thrilling scene at that time.

Nancy patted Sang Shuwan's shoulder gently and comforted him, "Shuwan, it's okay, we are all safe now." Her eyes were full of concern and her voice was gentle but firm, trying to dispel the fear and anger in Sang Shuwan's heart.

A trace of heartache and self-blame flashed in Jiang Cimu's eyes. He walked up to Sang Shuwan, held her shoulders with both hands, looked into her eyes seriously and said, "Shuwan, it's my fault. I didn't protect you well. Don't worry, I won't let you fall into such danger again." His eyes were firm and sincere, as if he was making a solemn promise.

Sang Shuwan raised her head slightly and looked at Jiang Ci Mu. The grievance and fear in her heart suddenly surged to her heart, and her eyes unconsciously turned red: "Ci Mu, it's not your fault. Those people are too cunning. It's just that I am really grateful to Nancy. If it weren't for her..." Her voice was a little choked, tears welled up in her eyes, and she tried hard not to let them flow down.

Jiang Ci Mu gently embraced Sang Shuwan in his arms, patted her on the back, and said softly: "I know that Nancy is our good friend, and this time it is all thanks to her. We must be more careful in the future and not let these people take advantage of us again." There was a hint of determination in his eyes, as if he had made up his mind to find out the mastermind behind it and protect the people around him.

At this time, the atmosphere in the office was a little solemn. Everyone was scared about what had just happened, but at the same time, because of each other's company and support, there was more warmth and strength in their hearts, and they faced the unknown dangers and challenges that lay ahead together.

While waiting, Nancy was extremely anxious. She kept pacing around the room, her eyes revealing anxiety and uneasiness. After a moment, she decisively picked up the phone and quickly contacted the police. She said in a hurried and firm voice: "Hello, is this the police station? I want to report a case. My friend and I were attacked in the garden just now. It is suspected to be the work of local gangsters. The situation is very critical. Please make sure to investigate as soon as possible."

The police quickly launched an investigation and made initial progress with their professional skills and efficient execution. They carefully checked the surveillance video of the garden and its surroundings, and Sang Jiuyue suddenly appeared in the video. Sang Jiuyue was seen wandering around the garden stealthily, with wandering eyes, looking around from time to time, and his behavior was very suspicious.

When Nancy saw Sang Jiuyue appear in the surveillance video, her eyes instantly became sharp and cold, like a sword drawn from its sheath. Her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and the anger in her heart burned fiercely: "It turned out to be her! I should have thought of it earlier. This woman has always had evil intentions." Nancy gritted her teeth and said, her voice full of anger and hatred.

Sang Shuwan, who was standing by, also widened her eyes and looked at the surveillance video in shock. Her mouth opened slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she was too surprised to speak. After a while, she came to her senses and said angrily, "How could Sang Jiuyue do such a thing? What on earth does she want to do?" Sang Shuwan's eyes were full of confusion and anger. She held the armrests of the chair tightly with both hands, and her knuckles turned slightly white due to the force.

Jiang Cimu stood aside, his face terribly gloomy, his eyes revealing a cold light. He stared at the monitoring screen closely, without saying a word, but from his clenched fists and tense body, it can be seen that he was very angry at the moment. He secretly swore in his heart that he must make those who hurt Sang Shuwan and Nancy pay a heavy price.

The police conducted further investigations based on surveillance clues and some clues at the scene. They visited nearby residents and businesses to collect more evidence and information, trying to piece together the whole picture of the incident, find out where the gangsters were hiding and their connection with Sang Jiuyue, and lay a solid foundation for bringing these criminals to justice.

As the investigation gradually deepens, an intricate conspiracy gradually surfaces, and everyone is involved in it and has to face this sudden crisis. The future situation becomes more confusing and full of unknown variables and challenges.

Sang Shuwan's eyes widened as she stared at the familiar yet strange figure in the surveillance video - Sang Jiuyue, with disbelief on her face. Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she was shocked and speechless for a moment. After a long time, she finally found her voice, which was full of anger and disappointment: "I can't believe that Sang Jiuyue is still following us! How could she do such a thing? In order to achieve her goal, she colluded with the local underworld forces. She is simply unscrupulous!"

Nancy stood aside, her arms folded across her chest, her eyes revealing deep disgust and vigilance. She snorted coldly and said, "I've long felt that something is wrong with her, but I didn't expect her to be so bold. This time, she must be punished and not allowed to continue to do whatever she wants." Nancy's tone was firm and resolute, as if she had already decided the outcome of the verdict for Sang Jiuyue in her heart.

Jiang Cimu's face was as gloomy as the sky before a storm, and his eyes flashed with a cold light, like the stars in the cold night. He clenched his fists tightly, his joints turned white due to the force, and whispered: "No matter what forces are behind her, if she dares to hurt you, I will never let her go." Jiang Cimu's voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of anger towards Sang Jiuyue and the desire to protect Sang Shuwan and Nancy.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room was so heavy that it seemed to be cut with a knife. Everyone was immersed in shock and anger at Sang Jiuyue's behavior. The sunlight outside the window sprinkled on the ground, but it could not dispel the haze in the house, as if foreshadowing that the turmoil caused by Sang Jiuyue would bring a huge storm to their lives, and they had to unite together to hold on to their lives and safety in this storm.

Sang Jiuyue walked on the dim and narrow street. The street lamps emitted a faint yellow light, which stretched her lonely figure. Suddenly, her cell phone vibrated. She hurriedly took out her cell phone from her pocket and saw the text message from her mother. Her eyes widened instantly, her hands trembled slightly, and a complicated expression appeared on her face.

She hurriedly put her phone back into her pocket and quickened her pace towards the agreed location. After a while, she saw her mother's slightly weathered figure standing on the side of the road. Sang Jiuyue paused, took a deep breath, and then slowly walked forward.

She gently stretched out her hand, hesitated for a moment, and then held her mother's hand. Her hands were a little rough, with traces of time. Sang Jiuyue raised her head slightly, looked into her mother's eyes, moved her lips, and whispered: "Mom, it's me, I had plastic surgery." As she spoke, her fingers unconsciously grasped her mother's hand.

When Sang's mother heard the voice, she was stunned for a moment, and looked carefully at her daughter. Her brows were slightly furrowed, her eyes were full of confusion and surprise, and her mouth was slightly open, as if she wanted to say something, but no sound came out for a while.

After a while, a smile gradually appeared on Sang's mother's face, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes also smoothed out. She raised her hand and gently stroked Sang Jiuyue's cheek, her fingers gently stroking her skin, her eyes full of love: "Oh, my daughter has become more beautiful! You must have suffered a lot these years, being alone outside."

Sang Jiuyue's throat seemed to be choked by something. She opened her mouth but only uttered a vague syllable. She blinked her eyes, forced back the tears that welled up in her eyes, shook her head slightly, and said, "It's not bitter, Mom, let's go home first."

After saying that, she let go of her mother's hand, took her arm, and with her other hand, she picked up her mother's simple luggage on the ground, and walked steadily with her mother home. Along the way, Sang's mother kept talking, and Sang Jiuyue listened quietly, only nodding slightly occasionally, or responding softly. Her eyes were always fixed on the front, revealing a hint of determination, as if she had secretly made some kind of resolution in her heart.

Sang Jiuyue led her mother into the grand carved door. The house was spacious and bright, with exquisite and luxurious decoration. The crystal chandelier cast soft light, and the high-end furniture was arranged in a staggered manner. She pulled her mother to sit on the soft sofa, with a forced smile on her face, and began to tell her experiences in the past few years.

"Mom, I've been living pretty well these past few years. Look, the house we live in now is pretty nice, too." Sang Jiuyue said as she gently stroked the armrest of the sofa with her hand, her eyes a little wandering.

The mother looked around, her eyes full of relief: "My child, I feel relieved to see that you are doing well."

Sang Jiuyue paused, gritted her teeth, and a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes: "But Mom, I have also suffered a lot of grievances. That Sang Shuwan, she always targets me everywhere and makes me lose face in front of everyone." As she spoke, her hands clenched unconsciously, and her knuckles turned white due to the force.

The mother frowned and asked with concern: "Why is she like this? Tell me what happened."

Sang Jiuyue stood up suddenly, paced back and forth in the living room, agitated: "Once at a party, she deliberately brought up my past embarrassment in front of everyone, making everyone laugh at me. Also, at work, she always makes things difficult for me, steals my credit, and makes me unable to hold my head up in the company." Her voice became louder and louder, and her cheeks flushed slightly with anger.

The mother sighed softly and patted Sang Jiuyue's hand: "Child, don't be too angry. Let's not argue with her and just stay away from her in the future."

Sang Jiuyue sat back next to her mother, leaning on her mother's shoulder, the resentment in her eyes did not dissipate: "Mom, I can't swallow this. I must find an opportunity to let her taste the feeling of being humiliated." There was a hint of determination in her eyes, as if she was already planning something in her heart.

The night outside the window deepened, but the atmosphere in the house became a little heavy. Sang Jiuyue's heart was filled with hatred, and her mother's worries grew deeper and deeper, not knowing what kind of changes this storm caused by resentment would bring to their lives.

Sang Jiuyue suppressed her inner turmoil, forced a gentle smile on her face, and whispered to her mother, "Mom, you're tired from the journey, so have a good sleep first. You've had a hard time along the way, and don't worry about anything at home, I'm here for you." As she spoke, she carefully tucked the corner of the quilt for her mother, her movements gentle and slow, her eyes full of concern for her mother.

The mother was lying on the bed, looking at Sang Jiuyue, with a hint of worry in her eyes: "My daughter, it's so late, you still want to go out? It's not safe outside, why don't you do it tomorrow." The mother's voice was a little tired, but also full of concern.

Sang Jiuyue shook her head slightly, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure. She stood up, walked to the closet, took out a black windbreaker, and put it on neatly, with quick and decisive movements, as if this could cover up her inner uneasiness. "Mom, don't worry, I just have a little thing, I will be back soon." Her voice was pretended to be relaxed, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, trying to reassure her mother.

The mother looked at Sang Jiuyue, hesitant to speak, and finally just sighed softly: "Then you should be careful and come back early."

Sang Jiuyue nodded vigorously, turned around and walked out of the room quickly. Her steps were a little hurried, and her high heels made a crisp sound on the floor, which seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet room. When she walked to the door, she looked back at her mother's room, a trace of guilt flashed in her eyes, and then she took a deep breath, opened the door and walked out.

The night outside was as dark as ink, and the cold wind blew in her face. Sang Jiuyue couldn't help but shiver. She wrapped her windbreaker tightly, put her hands in her pockets, curled up slightly, and walked quickly into the darkness. The moonlight sprinkled on her body, casting a long lonely shadow, as if foreshadowing the unknown and confusion she was about to step into.

The mother was lying on the bed, listening to the door closing outside, her heart full of worry. She looked at the ceiling and whispered to herself: "My daughter, I hope everything is fine with you." Although she was uneasy, she felt a little relieved when she thought that her daughter now had such a stable home. In this complex interweaving of emotions, the mother gradually fell asleep, and Sang Jiuyue disappeared into the night to face her own unspeakable things.

Sang's mother gradually fell asleep with a relieved smile on her lips. She was dreaming about her daughter's happy and stable life. The spacious house and comfortable environment made her feel very secure.

At this time, Sang Jiuyue had already blended into the night outside in her windbreaker. Her figure looked a little lonely but resolute under the dim light of the street lamp, as if she would face whatever was ahead.

However, she had no idea that all these seemingly beautiful things, this luxurious home, were obtained by her in a complex vortex full of conspiracy and calculation, using improper and even hurtful means. Every exquisite decoration and every high-end furniture in the house should not belong to her.

When she colluded with the underworld, plotted against others behind their backs, and fabricated those unfounded things to discredit Sang Shuwan, she had already embarked on a wrong path. Those actions of using any means to achieve their goals were like indelible stains that stained everything she had obtained.

Perhaps as she hurried on her way at night, she was still thinking about how to continue to take revenge on Sang Shuwan and how to gain more advantages in this invisible struggle, but she never stopped to examine herself and think about how the things she got with bad intentions were ultimately illusory and untenable. Sooner or later, the truth would be revealed. At that time, what should she do?

The wind blew through the streets, blowing up the corners of Sang Jiuyue's windbreaker, as if sighing silently for her increasingly deviated life path and the false prosperity that was about to be broken. And this night, it was still silent, silently witnessing her sinking deeper and deeper into her mistakes, but she was completely unaware.

In that secret and somewhat gloomy stronghold, the gangster was pacing back and forth, his originally fierce face was now even more gloomy, his eyes were full of annoyance and worry. During this period, the police had been increasing their crackdown on their gang, rounding up criminals everywhere, making the entire force in a state of panic. Most of the originally smooth ways to make money were forced to stop, and the gang's expenses had to be reduced again and again. At this time, Sang Jiuyue walked in cautiously. She was also uneasy in her heart, knowing that this time she would definitely not end well, but she dared not not come. Before she could even open her mouth to say hello, the gangster boss suddenly stopped, his sharp eyes shot at her like knives, and he roared: "Sang Jiuyue, you're finally here! Look at the current situation, it's all because of the previous mess that was not handled properly. The police are about to raid my lair. I've been very busy recently because of this matter, and my expenses have been cut drastically. My brothers are almost out of food. You must find a way to get some money to cover the expenses for me, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Sang Jiuyue was so frightened that her body trembled and her face turned pale instantly. She hurried forward, with a flattering smile on her face, and said with a trembling voice: "Boss, please calm down first. I didn't expect it to turn out like this. I came here as soon as I heard that your situation was not good. I... I will find a way right now and will try my best to raise some money for you. Please give me some time."

The gangster snorted coldly and slammed the table hard, causing the teacups on the table to shake and spill tea. "Time? I don't have that much time to give you! If you can't get the money, neither of us will have an easy life. You know in your heart that you and I are on the same boat now, so don't try to play tricks on me!"

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Sang Jiuyue's forehead. She kept wiping the sweat off her face and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Boss, I understand, I understand. I'll go around and look for connections to see if I can get some money together. Don't worry, I will definitely solve this problem as soon as possible."

The black boss's eyes were full of suspicion. He glared at her again and waved his hand impatiently: "Humph, it's better to be like this. If you dare to fool me, you will be prepared to bear my wrath. You will suffer the consequences!"

Sang Jiuyue responded timidly, her steps weak as she turned to leave the depressing room. She knew in her heart that she was now caught in a dilemma, but there was really no other way out. She could only bite the bullet and think of a solution. She just didn't know where to get the money from, and what would be the outcome waiting for her in the future. She was full of worries, but could only continue to struggle in this dark vortex.

Sang Jiuyue held the phone tightly, and the photo of Nancy on the screen seemed to be the key to her opening the door to sin. Her eyes suddenly lit up, like the eyes of a wolf flashing in the dark, with a sly and vicious light.

"Black boss," Sang Jiuyue raised her head slightly, with a confident and sinister smile on her face, and a hint of flattery and certainty in her voice, "Give me some time, I will definitely be able to disintegrate their power and make them turn against each other. You see, Nancy and Sang Shuwan seem to be close, but in fact their relationship is very fragile. As long as we stir up some misunderstandings, make them suspicious of each other and fight, then we can sit back and watch the show as we benefit from it."

The gangster's originally frowned brows relaxed slightly, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes, but still with some doubts. He took a deep puff of the cigarette, slowly exhaled a cloud of thick smoke, and stared at Sang Jiuyue, as if judging the credibility of her words.

"Hmph, do you have any specific plans? Don't just talk here and do nothing. I don't have that much patience." The gangster's voice was low and hoarse, like the sound of an old bellows, with unquestionable majesty and oppression. Every word hit Sang Jiuyue's heart like a heavy hammer.

Sang Jiuyue leaned forward slightly, her eyes revealing a hint of mystery. She lowered her voice, as if telling a secret that could not be told: "Boss, I will start with the people around Nancy first, and find an opportunity to spread some rumors among them, such as making Nancy mistakenly believe that Sang Shuwan is plotting against her behind her back, and snatching her resources and connections. Then find a suitable time, and design for Sang Shuwan to find some "evidence" that Nancy has against her, so that the trust between them collapses instantly. As long as they are in chaos, we can take the opportunity to suppress their power and take into our pockets those resources and territories that originally belonged to them."

The black boss listened, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table, making a dull "dong dong" sound, and his eyes gradually showed more recognition, but he still warned: "Sang Jiuyue, don't mess it up again this time. If the plan fails, you know the consequences."

Sang Jiuyue nodded quickly, a hint of barely perceptible panic flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination: "Boss, don't worry, I will be careful this time and guarantee that you will be satisfied."

However, deep in her heart, there is a trace of uneasiness and fear. She knows that she is moving step by step towards a deeper abyss of sin, but at this moment she has been blinded by hatred and interests and cannot turn back. She can only continue on this dangerous road. What awaits her will be a more complicated and dangerous situation. Whether she can really control the overall situation as she said, or will she be backfired by her own conspiracy, everything is still unknown.

The Alps are covered in silver, and the continuous snow-capped peaks shine with holy light under the sunshine. The ski trails wind through the mountains like ribbons, attracting ski enthusiasts from all over the world.

Sang Shuwan and Nancy took a private plane and quietly arrived at this world of ice and snow. After the plane landed, the bodyguards arranged by Nancy quickly went on alert. They were well-trained and stern, and they were scattered around to form a tight security line to ensure that this trip would not be known or disturbed by others.

At the same time, Sang Jiuyue was in a dark corner of the city, holding her phone tightly, with a photo of Chu Ling on the screen. Her eyes flashed with madness and determination, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a twisted smile: "Since we can't find Nancy, let's start with you, Chu Ling." She muttered to herself, and her voice echoed in the empty room, revealing a chilling gloom.

Sang Jiuyue carefully planned her conspiracy, her fingers kept sliding on the phone, searching for all the information about Chu Ling, trying to find a weakness that could be exploited. She contacted some idle people in society, these people are profit-seeking, as long as there is money, they are willing to do anything. "You keep a close eye on Chu Ling, and report his every move to me, but you are not allowed to alert the enemy. If you ruin my good deeds, you won't get a penny!" Sang Jiuyue said viciously to the other end of the phone, with a fierce light in her eyes, like a beast hunting.

In the Alps, Sang Shuwan and Nancy enjoyed skiing to their heart's content. They sped down the snowy trails, their laughter echoing in the air, unaware that the impending dangerous storm was quietly brewing on the other side of the city. The white snow rose around them, like a dreamy wonderland, allowing them to temporarily forget the troubles and disputes in their lives.

However, the gears of fate are turning slowly in secret. Sang Jiuyue's conspiracy is like an invisible net, spreading towards Chu Ling and their lives. This crisis caused by jealousy, hatred and interests is about to set off a thrilling wave between this ice and snow world and the prosperous city. No one knows what the final outcome will be. Only the towering snow-capped mountains silently witness all this happening.

The Alps are like a dreamy kingdom of ice and snow. The rolling snow-capped peaks shine with holy light under the sunlight, as if it were a magnificent painting drawn by nature with the purest brushstrokes.

Sang Shuwan, wearing a bright ski suit, rushed down the snow slope like a nimble bird, her laughter flying freely in the air: "Nancy, come and chase me!" The voice was crisp and cheerful, as if it could dispel the coldness in the mountains and echoed in this vast snow field.

Nancy was not to be outdone. She was wearing a slim white ski suit and followed closely behind him with a nimble figure, shouting, "Shuwan, don't be so complacent, I'll soon surpass you!" Her eyes were shining with excitement and determination, her cheeks were slightly flushed from the cold and exercise, and her long black hair fluttered freely in the wind, like a lively picture.

The two of them quickly slid to the foot of the mountain. Sang Shuwan excitedly waved her snowballs in her hand and said with a gasp, "This feels great! Nancy, I haven't been so happy in a long time." Her eyes were full of smiles, and a few strands of hair on her forehead were soaked with sweat, but it did not affect her happy mood at all.

Nancy walked over with a smile, patted Sang Shuwan's shoulder gently and said, "Yes, it's a rare opportunity to relax like this. It's great to be able to stay away from all those worries and enjoy skiing with you." Her smile was warm and sincere, as if it could melt the ice and snow around her, and her eyes revealed her cherishment and gratitude for this friendship.

At this moment, the air around them seemed to be infected by their happiness, becoming exceptionally fresh and bright. In the distance, the towering snow-capped mountains stood quietly, like a silent guardian, witnessing their moment of joy and tranquility.

The ski resorts in the Alps are like a dreamy snow wonderland. The white snow trails sparkle in the sunlight, like a passage to happiness and freedom.

Sang Shuwan, wearing a pink ski suit, danced on the snow track like a light butterfly. She shouted excitedly, "Nancy, hurry up, let's see who gets to the bottom first!" The clear voice echoed in the valley, as if the smart elves in the mountains were singing, full of love for skiing and desire for challenges.

Nancy was wearing a royal blue ski suit, with an elegant and agile figure, moving quickly on the snow track like a nimble swallow. She responded loudly: "Shuwan, don't underestimate me, I will surpass you soon!" Her eyes revealed determination and confidence. She stared at Sang Shuwan in front of her, and the skis under her feet slid lightly on the snow, splashing white snow mist.

At this moment, Jiang Cimu came from behind like a gust of wind. He was wearing a black ski suit, and his figure was agile and handsome. He sped across the snow, leaving a chic arc. He shouted loudly: "You two little guys, wait for me!" His voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of pampering and smile, which was particularly clear in this empty snowy mountain.

The three of them slid to the foot of the mountain one after another. Sang Shuwan playfully poked Jiang Ci Mu with her ski pole and said with a smile, "Jiang Ci Mu, why did you come just now? Are you afraid that you can't beat us?" Her eyes were sparkling with a sly smile, her cheeks were flushed with a healthy blush due to the cold and exercise, and her exhaled breath formed white mist in the air.

Jiang Ci Mu tapped Sang Shuwan's helmet gently and said in a serious tone, "I think you are itching for trouble. You dare to provoke me? Just wait and see how I will leave you far behind on the snow track!" The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a beautiful arc, but his eyes were full of tenderness and pampering, making people feel that his threat was also somewhat intimate.

Nancy watched them playing, walked over with a smile, patted the snow off the two of them, and said, "Okay, okay, it's a rare occasion for us to come here to play, so stop playing around. How about we try the advanced trail over there? I heard it's very thrilling!" Her eyes were flashing with excitement and anticipation. She raised her head slightly and looked at the snow trail in the distance, as if she could already see herself speeding on it.

Jiang Ci Mu followed Nancy's gaze, nodded and said, "Okay, then let's go to the advanced path, but you two have to follow me closely and be careful." There was a hint of concern and responsibility in his voice, and his eyes became more determined, as if at this moment, he was their guardian, determined to ensure their safety and happiness in this world of ice and snow.

Sang Shuwan and Nancy cheered in unison, and then the three of them headed towards the advanced trail together. Along the way, they teased each other and laughed constantly, enjoying the joy and freedom brought by skiing in this beautiful Alps, leaving all the troubles and sorrows behind, leaving only this pure and flawless beautiful memory.

Sang Shuwan stood quietly at the foot of the Alps, staring at the blue sky in front of him, white clouds floating like cotton wool, gently drifting, as if telling the tranquility and serenity of the years. In the distance, towering mountains undulate, the tops of which are covered with white snow, shining with golden light under the sunlight, and the lush forests at the foot of the mountains form a picturesque scenery.

The mountain breeze blew gently, ruffling her hair, but she was unaware, just immersed in her own thoughts. All the ups and downs she had experienced in the past came to her mind like a tide. In those difficult days, she had been lonely and helpless, struggling in the darkness, with no one to tell her bitterness and pain. Thinking about it now, her eyes could not help but turn red, tears welled up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

At this time, a burst of cheerful music came into her ears, interrupting her memories. She came back to her senses and saw many people wearing traditional costumes, holding flowers in their hands, with happy smiles on their faces, walking past her in a bustling crowd. In the crowd, several children were laughing and playing, waving colorful ribbons in their hands, and humming tuneless songs. An old woman saw Sang Shuwan standing alone in a daze, so she walked up and asked kindly in not very fluent English: "Child, why are you standing here alone? Today is our traditional festival, let's go and have fun together!" Sang Shuwan was slightly stunned, shook her head gently, forced a smile, and said: "Thank you, I want to be alone for a while." The old woman patted her shoulder, her eyes full of concern, and then turned around and merged into the happy crowd.

Sang Shuwan took a deep breath, trying to calm her inner turmoil, but the faint sadness lingered in her heart. She looked up at the sky again, sighing silently in her heart, how many people's laughter and tears are hidden behind this beautiful scenery, just like her own life, full of unknowns and variables...

Jiang Cifeng and Nancy ran quickly and soon caught up. Jiang Cifeng looked at Sang Shuwan, who looked lonely, and walked a few steps to his side. He patted his shoulder firmly and said with a firm look in his eyes: "Don't worry, you have us now! With us by your side, the days ahead will definitely be full of joy." Nancy also nodded constantly, looking at Sang Shuwan with gentle and concerned eyes, and echoed: "Yes, no matter what happens, we are by your side."

Sang Shuwan raised his head slightly, and the haze in his eyes dissipated a little because of his friend's words. He raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile, and said softly: "Well, it's great to have you." The three of them walked side by side towards the old woman's home.

Soon, they arrived in front of a quaint wooden house. The old woman was standing at the door, waving to them warmly. Walking into the house, a warm atmosphere hit them in the face. There were exquisite tea sets and steaming tea on the table. The old woman smiled and said, "Children, come and sit down and have a cup of tea to warm your body." The three of them sat down as she said, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and the fragrance of tea spread on the tip of their tongues and spread throughout their bodies, making them feel more relaxed. The house was filled with a warm and peaceful atmosphere, as if time had stopped for this beauty.

Snowflakes gently fell, dancing in the air like feathers, covering the earth with a layer of white velvet blanket, as if entering a fairy tale world. Today is Christmas, and the bells of the church in the distance echoed melodiously, with a hint of sacredness and solemnity, as if playing a prelude to the celebration of this day. The street lamps were decorated with colorful neon lights like a dream, and the emerald green Christmas wreaths dotted in between, which seemed particularly warm. Various Christmas gifts were displayed in the windows, attracting passers-by to stop and watch. The laughter and joy on the street intertwined into one, overflowing with the joy and warmth of the festival.

Everyone sat around the stove in front of a bright glass window. The warm yellow light shone through the glass and dispelled the coldness around them. The coffee cups on the table were steaming, and the rich aroma of coffee filled the air, blending with the Christmas atmosphere outside the window. Someone hummed a familiar Christmas song, the melody was melodious, and everyone hummed along. The singing, laughter, and conversation echoed in the house, warm and beautiful, making people indulge in the warm atmosphere of Christmas.

The sky was extremely gloomy, with large dark clouds piled up in the sky, as if they were about to swallow up the world in the next second. The biting cold wind whistled through the narrow alley, making the dry grass in the corner tremble and rustle, adding a bit of desolation and loneliness to the cold atmosphere. (End of this chapter)