Chapter 250 When I Dream
Chapter 250 When I Dream
The next morning, Ning Zhe took Xia Yubing to the European Consulate in Yundu, where the embassy military attaché Edie Decker and Lan Shiwen were already waiting there.
According to the procedure, the person who should see him off should be the local ambassador himself, or at least a civilian official. However, due to the personal relationship between Edie Dyke and Van Dyke, it would be more appropriate for the military attaché to see him off.
"Look who's here? It's been a long time since we last met, my brother. Did you have fun in Yunzhou during this time?" Edie Dyke, with her little belly bulging, gave Ning Zhe a big hug with a warm face.
Releasing her embrace, Edie Dyke turned her gaze towards Xia Yubing who was following Ning Zhe, and said with a smile, "I guess this must be the Ms. Xia you mentioned on the phone last night? She is such a charming beauty."
Xia Yubing was wearing a pair of very slim-fitting light blue jeans today, a pair of pure black boots on her feet, a loose tweed coat on her upper body, and smoky sunglasses. She stood behind Van Dyke, looking more like a female bodyguard hired from nowhere than a guest.
Ning Zhe smiled and said to Lan Shiwen, who was sitting beside him and drinking tea silently, "Since Ms. Xia has chosen to believe us, she will be a friend of the Dyke family from now on. I hope you won't make things difficult for her."
Lan Shiwen didn't say anything. The cup lid and the saucer made a crisp sound, which was a tacit response.
Ning Zhe arranged the identity of Xia Yubing as a poor granter persecuted by the Jiuzhou regime. Her family was ostracized and oppressed by the Qinzhou government because they were involved in strange powers, so they had to flee to Yunzhou to seek political asylum from the European Consulate.
In this passage, it is true that Xia Yubing is the granter, it is true that the Xia family is involved in the weirdness, and even it is true that there is no consulate in Qinzhou. The only thing that can be regarded as a lie is that the Xia family has not actually suffered any oppression or exclusion. The size of their property has shrunk year after year purely because the family has no capable and qualified heirs in the past two generations, and they dare not hand over the core industries of the family to the son-in-law recruited from outside, resulting in more than enough to maintain the status quo but not enough to explore new areas.
From the perspective of the Dyke family, everything Ning Zhe said was true, without any deception. With Lan Shiwen's cooperation, no flaws would be found even if they investigated.
"Welcome to the free world, ma'am." Edie Dyke was still as enthusiastic as ever. His cousin had recruited a grantee seeking asylum for the family in his work area, and he would be able to get some credit for it when he returned to the family.
Edie Dyke, who had picked up a political achievement for nothing, wanted to take her cousin and Ms. Xia out for a big meal before leaving, but Ning Zhe evaded the question by saying, "There is an old saying in the East that the longer the night, the more dreams you will have."
Escorted by bodyguards, the two arrived at the rooftop of Genting Tower, boarded a giant airship painted with a thorny rose emblem, and set off to leave Yundu.
This giant airship named "Saint Abilene" is more than 300 meters long and can reach a maximum speed of 150 kilometers per hour. Its hull specifications are larger than most commercial passenger airships on the market, but it is not usually open to the public to carry passengers.
The "St. Abilene" is a private airship built for Marquis Van Dyck by the airship company under his name. Only friends invited by Van Dyck are eligible to board the boat for a tour.
So strictly speaking, there are only two passengers on this airship, Ning Zhe and Xia Yubing, and the rest are service personnel.
"Welcome to the free world!"
Walking into the airship owner's private room, Ning Zhe poured a glass of red wine, turned around and raised his glass to Xia Yubing behind him in a pretentious manner: "This guy has a good taste in wine, do you want to drink some?"
"No." Xia Yubing took off her sunglasses and looked at Van Dyke's handsome middle-aged face with deep features with a look of contempt: "I won't drink the wine you pour."
"It seems you like young men." Ning Zhe changed back to his original appearance and took a sip from the wine glass. This was Van Dyke's private room, so there was no need to worry about being monitored.
Putting down the cup and lying on the sofa, Ning Zhe sank his tired body into the soft velvet. Xia Yubing had kept him awake all night yesterday, so he just wanted to catch up on some sleep on the way.
"That's right. It looks better this way." Xia Yubing was happy. She hummed and drank the remaining half glass of red wine from Ning Zhe in one gulp. When she turned around, she saw that he had fallen asleep.
So tired...
Thinking of what she did last night, Xia Yubing's cheeks turned red. She felt guilty and pulled a blanket from the side to cover Ning Zhe. She took out a sleep mask from her pocket and put it on him. This room had no windows, and the air circulation system was hidden in the decoration on the wall. Xia Yubing leaned over and kissed Ning Zhe on the neck, put on sunglasses and walked out of the room, intending to ask the maid for something to eat.
Walking on the walnut floor, Xia Yubing's feet were unusually stable, giving people a strange feeling as if they were not in a high-altitude flying vehicle, but in a high-end hotel on the ground.
Extreme stability is the biggest advantage of an airship. However, its disadvantage is that as a travel vehicle, the flying speed of an airship is far lower than that of the world's most advanced supersonic passenger aircraft. It can be said that there are gains and losses.
From the inland of Kyushu to Europe, crossing the Eurasian continent from the air at a speed of less than 150 kilometers per hour, it would be a very, very long journey.
Ning Zhe lay on the soft sofa covered with a blanket. His hazy consciousness gradually faded and he fell asleep quietly.
The flight of the airship was very stable, without any bumps, but Ning Zhe felt in his dream that his soul seemed to be lying in a wobbly boat. The waves rose and fell, and the boat also rose and fell with them, carrying the lonely soul on the boat and drifting far away.
When I opened my eyes, all I saw was a blurry darkness.
Ning Zhe rubbed his eyes and sat up. The touch on his buttocks felt cold and hard, as if he was sleeping on a stone slab instead of a soft velvet sofa.
I reached out and touched it, and it really was a stone slab.
"What's going on?" Ning Zhe looked around in confusion, trying to find the light switch in the dim room. After a few seconds, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
The lighting in Van Dyke's room is on 24 hours a day. He always wears an eye mask when he sleeps and never turns off the lights.
Could it be Xia Yubing’s?
Ning Zhe reached out and touched his head, but did not feel the eye mask that Xia Yubing had put on him when he was half asleep. Instead, he felt a head of half-inch short hair that was a bit prickly.
This is not my head.
Van Dyke's hairstyle is a standard European slicked-back hair, which is neatly groomed by the maid every day. Ning Zhe herself has a lazy head of medium-length hair, and she will tie her hair up when eating because it covers her eyes.
No matter what his identity was, he never had a buzz cut.
Just as Ning Zhe was puzzled, an inexplicable sense of crisis suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart, adding a bit of strange atmosphere to the dim room. It was as if an inaudible voice whispered in the depths of Ning Zhe's mind:
【It's looking for you.】
【Hide, hide.】
Don't let it find you.
(End of this chapter)