Celebrity Rebirth Entertainment Circle

Chapter 127

After finishing today's itinerary, seeing that it was still early and finally came to N City, Ling Wei wanted to take this opportunity to revisit the old place.

N City 50 years later, and Thirteenth Street 50 years later, is the most well-preserved architectural complex in the Republic of China style in N City. There are many former residences of famous figures in the Republic of China, and it attracts a large number of tourists to visit and pay their respects every day.

Ling Wei wore a black windbreaker, wearing a hat, sunglasses and a mask, and walked alone on the streets of Thirteenth Street. In the past, it was a place for joking and chatting, but now it has become a shop selling noise, and the bustling crowd is no longer there. I can't see the familiar face.

Time turns, and I revisit the old place, only to sigh that the people who used to drink and talk happily are all gone, and the vast crowds don't see the past at all.

Suddenly, Ling Wei saw a familiar person in the crowd. It was the man called Liu Ye who appeared when she was kidnapped that day. How could he appear here?

Ling Wei was suspicious, but she didn't dare to follow up hastily. After all, judging from the situation that day, the sixth master's identity might not be simple, and she should be a well-known figure in the Tao. She had better be more cautious.

Ling Wei walked all the way, passed the clothing and jewelry store she used to go to, passed the most famous storyteller tavern on Thirteenth Street, passed the former residence of Yang Ziqing, passed the hotel where she used to have frequent gatherings, and finally a woman with Jiang Zhiwei hanging in her eyes caught her eyes. The Republic of China style villa of the former residence.

It's just that compared to the overcrowding in other places, this place is obviously much deserted. Ling Wei just took two steps towards the door in doubt, when she was stopped by a big man who appeared from nowhere.

"Sorry, this place is not open to the public." The big man said with a cold face.

Ling Wei blinked, "I know, I just want to take a picture at the door."

Because Thirteenth Street is the only typical architectural complex of the Republic of China that has been completely preserved after a disaster in N City, and too many celebrities of the Republic of China have lived here, and too many legendary things of the Republic of China have happened here. The place is also being maintained with special care. Except for some rooms that have been converted into shops, tourists are prohibited from entering these former residences and some famous venues.

Unexpectedly, the big man still didn't let go, "It is forbidden to take pictures here today, come back another day."

"I'm free here today, and I'm leaving tomorrow." Ling Wei explained.

"That's a pity." The big man said without changing his expression.

Ling Wei was a little bit dumbfounded, which scenic spot drives people away so much, it’s just for taking a photo, why do you have such big rules in this broken place?

The aunt who was cleaning at the side couldn't stand it anymore, she walked over and whispered, "Just consider yourself unlucky, it's impossible for you to take pictures today."

When Ling Wei heard this, the aunt seemed to know something, she followed her to the side, "Does the aunt know what's going on?"

"I have been working on this street for more than 30 years. In the first ten or twenty years, every year for one or two days, a man would come to this house, followed by many people. I saw him once. A big leader in the city often comes out on TV, but he nods and bows to that man. At this time, martial law will be imposed around the house. Don’t think there is anyone now, and those people are all in the dark. But I didn’t see him come back a few years ago, I thought he had passed away, after all, he was not young and his health didn’t seem to be in good health, I didn’t expect to come here again this year.”

After listening to the words of the cleaning lady, Ling Wei couldn't help frowning. It has been at least 30 years, who would come to this place so persistently?To miss her?She didn't think she had the ability to make people think about her for so many years.

"You said that I really don't know what these rich people think. You said that Jiang Zhiwei, I heard that she has been confused with many people. This kind of flirtatious and shameless woman, how can someone miss her after so many years? "The cleaning lady suddenly said with contempt.

There was a bit of embarrassment on Ling Wei's face. She knew that her reputation must not be very good, but it was the first time that she was said to be worthless in person. It was impossible to say that she didn't feel it, but she couldn't explain it with words. , had no choice but to go first.

"Thank you, aunt. If this is the case, then I will go first."

When Ling Wei turned to leave, he happened to be spotted by the sixth master who just came from outside. The familiar figure made him frown, why did she appear here?

Entering the yard, Li Huaijie was sitting in a wheelchair in front of the huge portrait of Ling Wei in the hall, which was the last portrait of Ling Wei before his death.

Although the woman in the portrait is over half a hundred years old, she still has all kinds of styles. Just sitting there quietly makes people unable to take their eyes off her. This is a woman who has been truly loved by the years. You can squeeze into the four famous ladies of the Republic of China by virtue of their looks.

"I saw someone outside the door just now, it seems to be Ling Wei." Liu Ye walked to him and said in a low voice.

Li Huaijie narrowed his eyes, "Find out why she is here."

(End of this chapter)