Qiao Mei inherited the original body's memories, so she should have an impression of this photo.

But she stared at the photo for a long time, unable to recall any memory related to it.

He could only look at Yan Qing with curiosity and ask, "When exactly was this filmed? I have absolutely no memory of it?"

In fact, it wasn't just this memory; she discovered that, apart from the original owner's memories of the three years between the ages of fifteen and eighteen, she also had some recollection of the period before the age of fifteen, but it was very vague.

It's the kind of situation where you feel she should remember, but once you think about it carefully, you can't recall anything at all.

Yan Qing knew she didn't remember, otherwise she wouldn't have acted so unfamiliarly when she first met her, just like the first time they met.

She sighed, just as she was about to have a proper talk with Qiao Mei about this, when they arrived at their destination.

There's nothing we can do but wait until we're inside.

Her house near the Federal College is a small two-story duplex with a fairly spacious yard. In the yard, there is a sycamore tree that is not very old, and a swing is tied to the tree.

However, because of the rain, the swing is now completely soaked, and the ground is covered with damp, red maple leaves.

After Qiao Mei followed Yan Qing inside, she went straight up to the second floor.

She glanced around the first floor and saw a lot of clutter piled up, indicating that it hadn't been tidied up much.

The stairs were covered with a dark purple carpet that was soft and non-slip underfoot. Yan Qing walked at the front and turned on the lights near the stairs one by one.

"I haven't been here much before, so it's a bit messy. Please don't mind."

The second floor looked much cleaner and more spacious than the first floor, with several fresh potted plants. After Qiao Mei followed Yan Qing to the sofa, she watched as Yan Qing uncovered the dust cover on the sofa and couldn't help but ask, "When exactly were we in that photo?"

Although you can roughly tell her age from her height in the photo, it's possible she misjudged her age.

Yan Qing helped Qiao Mei sit down, tossed the dust cover to the cleaning robot, turned to her and smiled, "I was eight years old then, and you were seven, which was twelve years ago, at the filming location..."

Yan Qing didn't elaborate, only telling Qiao Mei to wait a moment while she went to get some drinks and food, and to bring something else over as well.

After Yan Qing left, Qiao Mei turned on her smartwatch and took a picture of Ao Cang to let him know that she had arrived.

How's it going on your end? Have they assigned you what to do?

Ao Cang replied very quickly, as if he had been waiting for her message at all times.

Cangcang: [Not yet, because there are too many people. They said they'd separate them by gender and major. You didn't bring an umbrella, so you didn't get wet, right? You can't use my Thunder Companion because we're too far apart. You can use your divine power directly.]

Qiao Mei told him that there was no need to waste money, and then told him about how she met Zuo Chenxing and accepted his help.

He also gave us a belated engagement gift; we'll open it together when we get back.

After typing this line, Yan Qing brought over a wooden tray with food and drinks on it, along with a rather old-looking cloth bag.

"Have you been waiting long? Open this bag and take a look; perhaps you'll remember something."

The bag was originally vermilion, but it has faded to a light red color due to the passage of time.

When Qiao Mei picked it up and opened it, the drawstring at the end became very brittle, and it felt like it could break if she used any more force.

The bag was opened, and the contents were rather mixed.

At first glance, there were some strange-looking stones and extremely dry feathers.

Qiao Mei simply emptied everything out of the container to take a look.

Once the contents were poured out, she realized that the items inside looked like toys that children would play with.

Besides the stones and feathers she had just noticed, there were also marbles and the like.

Yan Qing kept a close eye on her expression the whole time, trying to read something from her face, but unfortunately, Qiao Mei's face remained blank.

It was as if I was seeing these things for the first time.

"These... could they be things we played together when we were little?" She looked up at Yan Qing with her red eyes and saw that she looked a little disappointed. Her curiosity about their past relationship grew even stronger.

"No." Yan Qing shook her head, then pulled up the photo again, asking Qiao Mei to take a closer look and see what the difference was between her and the younger version of herself in the photo.

Qiao Mei compared them and didn't notice at first. After all, given the difference in facial features, the difference couldn't be that big.

Now that she's been reminded of this, she looked more closely and noticed something very wrong.

The young Yan Qing in the photo had a noticeable beauty mark near the corner of her eye, but the current Yan Qing does not.

Furthermore, Yan Qing's height and bone structure in the photos clearly indicate that she is of a small build.

Instead of being as tall and strong as he is now, and being nicknamed "Giant Qing" by Shang Duojin.

Most importantly...

Qiao Mei looked at the rather prominent Adam's apple on Yan Qing's neck, wondering if her memory was playing tricks on her. She subconsciously reached out to touch it, murmuring, "Did you have this before?"

She knew that Adam's apples weren't just for men; women had them too.

However, men are generally more likely to have this condition.

The girl's hands were soft and fragrant; when she touched her Adam's apple, it felt itchy and tingly, like someone was using a feather duster.

Yan Qing's ears instantly turned red, and she reached out to grab Qiao Mei's slender wrist to stop her from continuing: "Yes, but I've hidden it. I usually wear special effects makeup so people can't tell it's there."

Qiao Mei didn't think much of it, figuring it might be Yan Qing's peculiar hobby.

So he shifted his gaze to the corner of her eye where she should have had a beauty mark under her eye, pointed there, and asked, "Did you remove the beauty mark you had when you were little?"

But if a beauty mark can be removed, how exactly did Yan Qing manage to alter her bone structure?

Or is it that interstellar space possesses such advanced technology?

Yan Qing was somewhat speechless, realizing that Qiao Mei was still stuck in a whirlpool of obliviousness, and directly pointed it out.

"No, I've never had a beauty mark under my eye, and the person in the photo isn't me."

Qiao Mei was stunned: "What do you mean? Who else could it be but you?"

Yan Qing chuckled, opened her smart bracelet, took out a pill, and swallowed it.

After clearing her throat, when she spoke again, Qiao Mei no longer heard the familiar mature female voice, but a very magnetic... male voice.

"What do you think? Since I look so much like her, who else could I be?"

The moment the sound came out, Qiao Mei froze completely.

Her mind started buzzing, and she even wondered if she was hallucinating.

Before, when she was with Yan Qing, she clearly had all the characteristics of a woman. How did she suddenly become a man?!