"Humans, after spending hundreds of millions of years painstakingly evolving to the top of the food chain, if they lack quality, what’s the difference between them and animals?"
Suddenly, the woman clutched her head and scread, her voice echoing in the empty underground parking lot, eerie and terrifying.
Yun Ya raised his hand, gently wiping the blade, his brows cool and indifferent, exuding a laid-back deanor.
The basent was vast and silent, so quiet it made one’s heart uneasy.
When the security guards arrived, they saw people lying scattered all over the ground, and the nearby surveillance had simultaneously gone out of control. What exactly happened during this period, no one knew.
The two returned ho, Yan Song organized the food into the refrigerator one by one, while Yun Ya browsed the news on Yan Song’s phone and saw that he had beco famous again. Smiling, he looked at the busy man in the kitchen, "Brother Yan, you’ve beco famous too."
Upon hearing this, Yan Song replied without even raising his head, "Thanks to you."
With eyes darting, Yun Ya began to get busy with the phone, logging into his Weibo side account. Having not logged in for a long ti, many public and private ssages popped up, which he cleared away. He changed his Weibo na to Nyx and applied for identity verification.
Originally, identity verification requires entering an ID number for verification, and once approved, additional information can be filled in. Yun Ya entered the ID number, but a long ti passed without approval, so she turned on the TV and picked a drama to watch.
It turned out that every channel was showing Xue Chengcheng’s face. She recently beca famous again with a ti-travel drama, redeeming her reputation and becoming a top star once more.
After this drama beca popular, every channel was playing it in cycles. The drama was called "Legend of the Purple Jade," telling the story of a princess who, after a car accident, ti-traveled to an ancient royal court, entangled in decades of love and hatred.
From an innocent, cheerful princess to later becoming a matrimonial princess burdened with national responsibility, interwoven with decades of love and hatred, it had a captivating plot. For the female lead, this role had a lot of developnt space, and Xue Chengcheng perford the character very well, using word of mouth to make a beautiful coback.
The scene was showing the Purple Jade Princess confessing to her first love under the snowy moon. It was supposed to be a romantic scene, but then she recalled overhearing her father and mother discussing how, as a princess of the nation, she had to pay the price for the honor and dignity this identity afforded her. Even as a royal princess, she had her sorrows.
She rejected the childhood friend’s confession, turned around, and stumbled away, her footsteps gradually distancing in the snowy ground. Although it was just a back view, it conveyed a sense of pallor and helplessness from the bone, as well as a lant for the unpredictability of the world and fate.
"Rember, no matter when, I am always your strongest support." The man shouted at her back, and indeed, he kept this promise, protecting her his entire life.
The woman’s footsteps paused, then she fled even more desperately.
Yun Ya thought to himself, Xue Chengcheng truly is a born actress. She brings any role to life, conveying the character’s inner world with just a back view...
The scene shifted, and the woman, adorned in a phoenix coronet and red robes, sat before a bronze mirror. Despite wearing a wedding dress of bright red, there was not a trace of joy in her brows, her eyes deep as a vortex. Today was her wedding day, but she couldn’t even muster a smile.
Yun Ya took a closer look, reminded of what an older woman had said in the supermarket, wondering what similarity she shared with Xue Chengcheng?
Xue Chengcheng wasn’t stunningly beautiful, at most she could be considered delicate, especially under heavy makeup, which diluted her defined features, becoming sowhat gaudy. But her acting made up for her lack of looks, making it seem harmonious.
However, upon closer inspection, one could see so semblance in their eyes and brows, an invisible and intangible feeling. This world’s wonders include unrelated people looking alike. From the origin of species, perhaps they shared a common ancestor tens of thousands of years ago.
From a genetic perspective, they might have a set of identical genetic codes, a chance of 0.0-sothing percent worldwide, but it’s a kind of fate nonetheless.
Yun Ya was lost in thought, and suddenly the phone beside him rang. Yun Ya picked it up to see the verification had gone through. She began filling in the details: occupation—doctor, current residence—Capital City, marital status—single.
After completing the details, Yun Ya took a photo of the sky and posted it on Weibo.
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