Chapter 638

Name:Dreamland Guide Author:Kunwuqi
Xia Xiaoxiao looked at the wooden house and thought of his daughter who was still in Wuzhong.

She once wanted to go back to Wuzhong and stay with her daughter, but she was worried that her appearance would bring trouble to the whole Xia family, and she was reluctant to leave her sweet memories on the island. From the day the windmill was born in the Pacific Ocean, she has been in panic for fear that the place where she and her husband lived for a short time but regarded as an eternal home will be destroyed in the whirlwind.

Until she came back here, she saw that the beach in Crescent Bay still exuded the luster of gold and silver at night, saw the small wooden house without doors and households floating like a boat when the tide rose, saw the exquisite stone house on the hillside and the purple flowers in full bloom in front of the house, and finally believed what situ had said:

A lover's home will never be swallowed by the tide.

She finally knew why situ had been running all his life - he had the mission to protect a larger home from greater disasters. She understood why situ named his daughter Alice, because this was the fairy tale fairyland he created for her, and that cabin might be the entrance to the dream.

Xia Xiaoxiao walked through the flowers and onto the beach. She walked gently along the gentle curve left by the sea, leaving her footprints on the beach. She made another big circle, walked again from the beginning, and her footprints changed from two lines to four lines. She looked back at her masterpiece. One person's road seemed to be two people walking. She saw situ standing at the other end of the beach looking at her and laughing at her stupidity. She smiled, went back to the stone house with satisfaction, sat down on the black stone of unknown composition, and watched the night fall and the bright stars rise.

Many years ago, in such a night, she leaned on his shoulder and looked at the stars with him. She knew more stars than anyone else. Xia Xiaoxiao can name as many stars as situ. He also knows the position of each star in the Milky way, but situ knows more. He can even tell the appearance of stars and planets that can't be seen with a telescope, as if his spaceship had docked there.

She knew that he was not the kind of person who would make things up to make her happy. He must have known what he said. She believed that those planets really existed, no matter how he knew it.

When she couldn't get any news from him all over the world, she didn't despair, but decided to go back here and wait. This is the nest of love and hope. She believed that he was staring at her somewhere at the moment, and fought hard to protect their home. The home of lovers will never be swallowed by the tide.

The next day, Xia Xiaoxiao walked through the flowers again, onto the beach and along the coastline. This time she did not deliberately leave footprints, but let the sea over her ankles. Until dusk, she returned to the stone house and sat on the stone waiting for the sunset and the stars to come.

The third day, the fourth day, the fifth day... She repeated this process every day, repeating the memories in her brain and looking up at the stars.

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Many years later, when situ walked through the heart of ten days, he saw the silver beach on the distant earth in the flame of supernova explosion, with shells all over the ground and purple flowers all over the mountain. Xia Xiaoxiao sat in front of the stone house and looked up at the starry sky. Her body had already turned into a hard reef with her faith, allowing the tide to rise and fall, wind and rain to erode.

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When the sunset on the sea shines on Xia Xiaoxiao's petrified body, Xia chujue is growing like a sunflower in xiajiazhuang garden in Wuzhong. She shows maturity and steadiness far beyond her peers, and her intelligence is also beyond ordinary people. More importantly, she has a aura that ordinary people don't have. She can feel something happening and make a very reasonable response.

Xia Wenyuan often laments that it is difficult for his descendants to find suitable successors. It is not that they have insufficient talents in business or family business, but that they lack sufficient long-term vision and broad-minded pattern. Ability and luck can make business reach the peak, but it is difficult to make the family foundation evergreen. Only vision and pattern can make people go further.

As the old traces left on him by the years became more and more obvious, Xia Wenyuan once fell into despair and prepared to divide his family property until he saw new hope in his granddaughter. He began to train new family successors. When Xia Jue was eight years old at the beginning of summer, he prepared a separate chair for her at the family meeting, and asked Xia Bo day and Xia Zhong night to take her to participate in various important activities around the world and Changzhou.

Others in the family did not object, because the helmsman of the family only controlled the family property and would not grab the shares and dividends due to family members. But everyone is worried about the time that the little girl needs to grow up and Xia Wenyuan can support, including Xia Wenyuan himself.

But early Xia didn't let people down. At the age of 15, she knew all the family affairs like the back of her hand and showed great control. The strength of her speech at the family meeting was not commensurate with her young body. Her words were sonorous and powerful, resounding, and even went straight into people's hearts and engraved a solid brand in the minds of the participants, so they were implemented efficiently.

However, Xia Wenyuan felt a little uneasy. Power is most likely to make a person's heart rot, like molds in dark corners and cockroaches hidden in corners. When you see it, it means that there are more and more corruption in more secret places, which is difficult to cure.

He warned her not to be complacent and not to let worldly things pollute her pure heart, although it was inevitable from the moment he decided to take over the family.

The little girl said firmly, "I'm not interested in money!"

She took out all the property left to her by her father as proof. Those assets are scattered all over the world, including real estate, gold, antiques and shares in many well-known enterprises. Xia Wenyuan's accountant and lawyer team worked for three months to basically clarify these assets. Its huge size is far beyond imagination. It is indeed enough to prove that she is not interested in money. At least the Xia family's industry is not enough to breed her desire for power.

At the age of 18 in early summer, Xia Wenyuan finally confidently handed over the rudder of the family to her and died safely. That year, he was just a hundred years old.

Also in the same year, meiwang unexpectedly handed over all the industries of the third space and Meishi laboratory to lifeflower, and then lifeflower merged it with a part of the industry originally owned by Xia chujue and handed it to Xia chujue.

A few years later, early summer Jue went to North America and began to integrate the industries left by the wolf family. At that time, the old wolf had already died. Kui wolf and Huangliang went north together, followed the trail of the white wolf king, from Alaska to the vast ice field around the Queen Elizabeth Islands, looking for the Holy Land and the legendary soul of ice.

After more than half a century of civilization retrogressing like a tide after mankind suffered the disaster of extinction, early summer Jue used her wealth and her ability to rebuild the order of the new world and become the hope and actual controller of the world. She accepted people's cheers and worship. Wherever she went, the crowd surged. However, at that time, her favorite places to go were the mulberry garden in Wuzhong, the Highlands in Giza, the mines in Beira and the Arctic ice field. There she gets tranquility, her spirit extends to the infinite distance, and touches the stars in the night sky.

At the last moment of her life, she finally returned to the island where she lived in her childhood. Where the beach is like silver and the moon is like water. There are shells all over the ground and purple flowers all over the mountain. The wooden house without door was still standing in the water, but she hadn't walked in for a long time, so she couldn't remember the appearance of the man who met her, only the mission deeply branded in her consciousness.

She walked across the beach, through the flower bed, and saw the stone statue that had been eroded by the wind and rain.

The stone statue looks up to the sky, and the stars shine in the sky.

She knelt down in front of the statue and burst into tears.