Ning Huanxin pinched herself hard and felt the excruciating pain. Only then did Ning Huanxin confirm that she had returned from the illusion ten years ago.
She immediately picked up her phone and took a look.
The phone still stays on the WeChat task page—
Mission: Ten years of life and death
Status: Unfinished.
As expected, the task was not completed.
Ning Huanxin sighed. When she lowered her head, she suddenly saw something on her bed, which was... the box of rouge.
Zhang Xiao bought the rouge for Li Yan.
Ning Huanxin looked at the palm of her hand subconsciously, and she remembered that someone had stuffed this box of rouge into her palm when she left ten years ago.
But…
Since it was an illusion, why could she bring things from ten years ago back to the present ten years later
Who gave this thing to him? Was it... Jiang Lixing
Ning Huanxin always felt that Jiang Lixing was full of secrets, but she had no chance to decipher them one by one.
What happened to Zhang Yan in the end, Ning Huanxin wanted to know.
She put down her phone, quickly left her room, and went directly downstairs.
A recently popular family ethics drama was being shown on the computer. Zhang Yunshu stayed up most of the night and still watched it with gusto.
"Aunt Zhang?"
Ning Huanxin suddenly called out in a low voice.
Zhang Yunshu couldn't help but raise his head and glanced at Ning Huanxin in surprise.
No one has called her this name for a long time. Since the courtyard house was demolished and rebuilt into the current hotel, people coming and going are more accustomed to calling her the boss lady.
Zhang Yunshu frowned and looked at Ning Huanxin. She always felt that this girl looked different from the previous few days.
"Girl, do you want hot water?"
Usually when I come downstairs in the middle of the night, I want hot water for instant noodles, and Zhang Yunshu is already used to it.
"I… "
Ning Huanxin saw the wrinkles on Zhang Yunshu's face and couldn't help but pursed her lips: "I have insomnia and can't sleep. Aunt Zhang, what TV series are you watching? Can I watch it with you for a while?"
In the end, Ning Huanxin still didn't ask about Zhang Yan.
Zhang Yunshu will not know Ning Huanxin, nor will he tell her everything that happened ten years ago.
When thinking of this, Ning Huanxin felt very complicated.
She seemed to be just a passerby ten years ago. No one knew her or recognized her, but she clearly remembered everything that happened ten years ago—
Zhang Xiao, Li Yan, Qin Su, Zhang Yan, and even... Jiang Lixing.
**
It had been a long time since anyone had watched a TV series with Zhang Yunshu. Although she had always been cold, after watching one episode, Zhang Yunshu stood up during the end of the credits and went to make a cup of hot milk tea for Ning Huanxin.
"for you."
Seeing the fragrant milk tea handed to her, Ning Huanxin immediately nodded happily to Zhang Yunshu: "Thank you, Aunt Zhang."
"Go to bed after drinking milk tea. It's not good for young girls to stay up late. It hurts the skin and makes them age easily."
Zhang Yunshu couldn't help nagging, it was really lonely when no one allowed him to nag.
"I got it." After Ning Huanxin drank the milk tea, she went upstairs obediently. However, she did not return to 205. Instead, she stood at the door of 204 and looked at the big lock of Baiyun Temple again. Ning Huanxin's eyes flashed slightly. Congeal.
If you guessed correctly, the female ghost trapped inside is Zhang Yan.
When she thought of this, Ning Huanxin immediately returned to her room, opened WeChat and sent a message to the female ghost next door -
Freelancer: Are you there
Female ghost next door: Yes, you guys came back very early today. Didn’t the filming go well