Chapter 53【VIP】

Jian Yue immediately rushed to the dressing mirror in the store.

This time she did not travel through time with her soul, but traveled through time with her original body. She was still wearing modern clothes, with a cross hanging around her neck.

But those eyes were no longer dark in color, but had become the same purple pupils as "Opesa", emitting a strange light in the dark night.

She looks similar to "Opesha", but that's just the beginning.

Jian Yue took two steps back and turned to look at Mi Yu.

Although she recognized it as the decor of Whisper, it was just her first instinct because she had been busy here some time ago.

Looking more closely, Jian Yue could hardly recognize that it was a secret code.

The Whispering Room was empty. The floor and walls were covered in dense, blood-red magic circles. Dust and cobwebs filled the entire shop. Jian Yue glanced at the workshop, which was also filled with dust.

She left clearly visible footprints wherever she walked, and it was obvious that no one had taken care of this place for a long time.

She stretched out her fingers and touched the blood on the wall. Her fingertips felt rough. When she withdrew her hand, some lumps like blood scabs appeared on her hand.

It's hard to imagine how many ways Xindrell tried to get her back.

She looked back at the calendar hanging on the wall of the counter. Although no one had come for a long time, the calendar was no longer the day she left. It was obviously the calendar that Sinderel had torn off.

What time is it now?

Where is Sinderel?

And what about Amra, Anastasha and Dusula?

She rushed out of the store and headed home.

It was late at night and the streets were deserted. She ran alone in the moonlight, her mind filled with the nervousness of returning home.

The tension made her forget all her tiredness. She ran tirelessly, thinking only of her destination.

After running for an unknown amount of time, she saw a house with lights on in the distance.

Jian Yue smiled, not even taking a breath, and walked straight to the door and knocked.

The conversation inside the door stopped instantly, and a moment later, the sound of approaching footsteps was heard.

The door opened, and Jian Yue looked up happily, but the smile on her face froze and became heavy.

The visitor had her hair in a bun, her purple eyes were filled with impatience, her thin lips were tightly pursed, as if she was on guard - it was actually Mrs. Opesa, the real Opesa in this world.

This was the first time she met the original owner of the body she had once used.

Opesa was extremely beautiful, her beauty was bold and passionate, even the flowers were ashamed of themselves. Her face was naturally charming and beautiful, making it impossible to look away from her.

In contrast, Jian Yue's own face, which could at most be described as pretty, was suppressed to the point of leaving no room for breathing. It could even be said that it was dull and dull.

So she has always had this face?

Her heart felt empty.

If Xindrell saw his true appearance, would he change his mind?

When Opesa saw Jian Yue's purple eyes, which were the same as hers, she was stunned.

In just a moment, she quickly put on a condescending attitude and asked impatiently, "Excuse me, who are you and what can I do for you?"

"I am, I am..." Who is she?

Who could she be here apart from her identity as Opesha?

Jian Yue hesitated for a long time and couldn't think of how to introduce herself. She was anxious but helpless.

"Mother, who is it?"

She heard Anastasia's voice and her heart sank.

Anastasia came over, also surprised for a moment, then asked, "Hello, what can I do for you? Are you having trouble walking at night and need a place to stay?"

"Anatasha, do you still remember the secret code?" Jian Yue asked anxiously, "It's the store in the city!"

"How do you know my name?" Anastasia asked in confusion. "Secret code? What's that?"

It's over.

Jian Yue felt hopeless.

Just as the note said, everyone here had forgotten anything about her.

She didn't know where to find Sinderel or Amra. If it was Amra, maybe she could remember how she was summoned.

To prevent them from reporting you to the sheriff, Jian Yue had no choice but to explain, "I learned your name at the banquet. I've always thought you and your sisters were beautiful, so I wanted to get to know you. As for the secret code, it was just my memory that was wrong. I thought I'd seen you there before. But it was just an insignificant little shop."

After saying this, Anastasia and Oppasa looked at each other, and Oppasa asked again: "What do you want?"

"Actually, I'm a traveling merchant. I don't have a place to stay tonight, so I'd like to stay overnight." Jian Yue continued, using Anastasia's words. "I'll leave tomorrow morning and won't cause you any trouble."

She really had nowhere to stay, and maybe she could find some information about Sinderel here, so she might as well stay.

"You're a woman, and you're actually a traveling merchant?" Opesa said sarcastically, looking Jian Yue up and down with disdain. "But judging from your attire, you really don't look like a Flanders. People over there can't even afford a skirt, yet you let women wear pants!"

In this era, female number.

Even so, but Opesha.

He is so cunning and arrogant - even though he is heavily in debt.

Beautiful enough, but superficial.

He waved, turned, and walked away, saying, "If you would leave a few gold coins, you would be very welcome."

"Um, ma'am, this is exactly what I'm embarrassed about." Jian Yue smiled slightly. "My money has been used to buy goods, so I'm currently unable to contribute. Do you think I can keep it on credit and send it to you later?"

"No money?" Opesa's voice suddenly rose, her slender beauty twisted into a ball, and her pretty face was full of disgust. "Madam, you'd better find another place. I think you are a dangerous person and it is not convenient for you to stay in my house."

...Does not having money make you a dangerous person?

The corners of Jian Yue's mouth twitched twice.

"Mother, I think we can keep her overnight," Anastasia said reluctantly. "I feel strangely...she's familiar. Maybe I've actually seen her at a party somewhere."

familiar?

Jian Yue heard this.

It seems that there is a chance that memories can be recovered?

"In other words, she is eligible to attend the social dinners of the nobles?" These words reached Opesa's ears and turned into a precise calculation of interests.

"I think so," said Anastasia.

Opesa glanced at Jian Yue again, and her beautiful face finally relaxed. "Okay, let's keep her for one night."

Jian Yue looked at Anastasia with gratitude and said, "Thank you, kind madam."

"Take her to the servants' room, the one Holly lived in before she left."

"Oh, ma'am, I see you have an attic? Is anyone there? Can I stay there?"

"The attic?" Opesa looked up. "My stepson used to live there. Now, he's the regent in the palace."

Regent? ! !

Jian Yue was stunned.

This place has indeed been tampered with beyond recognition by Kidd. Not only has Sinderel's gender changed, but now he has become the regent?

With his character of drawing his sword at the slightest disagreement, Jian Yue could never imagine how he would govern a country or be a respected and virtuous minister.

Opesa's words brought Jian Yue back to reality: "What are you going to do there?"

"Well, actually my carriage is parked outside. I want to live up high and have a good view to prevent thieves from stealing my things at night."

"Okay. But that room is above me, so don't make any noises at night and wake me up."

...It wasn't any better at all. She lived there for more than a month and didn't hear any sound at all.

But it may also be because Sinderel is quiet and never makes any noise.

Anastasia took her to the roof, took out the key to open the brass lock, and then opened the door.

Upon opening the door, a strong smell of dust and mildew hit me. The attic was already dimly lit and extremely damp, and with no one caring for it for a long time, the furniture in the attic had been corroded by the moisture, becoming worn and rickety.

Although the room still looked the same as it did originally, the interior looked much older than she remembered.

Just like a secret code.

"I'm sorry, no one has lived here for a long time, so I haven't taken care of it." Anastasia explained a little embarrassedly.

"It's okay. It was my sudden visit, so I should be the one to apologize." Jian Yue shook her head.

"If there's nothing else, you should go to bed early."

The moment Anastasia turned around, Jian Yue saw a circle of plain rings on her ring finger.

"Miss," Jian Yue called her, pointing at the plain ring on her finger, a little incredulous, "Are you already... married?"

Anastasia lowered her head, raised her hands and smiled, "Yes, I've been married for three years."

——

After borrowing a set of clothes from Anastasia, Jian Yue was shocked by the news and collapsed on the bed.

Anastasha has been married for three years?

No, she didn’t introduce anyone to Anastasia before.

Remembering the calendar she saw in the Secret Language Shop, Jian Yue began to calculate the time.

Is it true that one day in reality is one year here?

So by this calculation, she left here for five days, which means five years have passed?

If you calculate it this way, it's not surprising that Anastasia has been married for three years.

However, she was still curious about what had happened to Furlan during the five years she was away, so she wanted to look for any relevant items in Sinderel's room.

However, everything had been cleared out, not even a few pieces of clothing were left. There were only a few pieces of furniture in the attic, and after searching through them all, they didn't find anything new.

Jian Yue's gaze fell on the dark bottom of the bed.

The wooden box is still there.

Jian Yue sat on the wooden bed and opened the wooden box.

Moonlight streamed in from the small cross-shaped window, illuminating the dusty bottom of the box.

The box was empty, but the bottom was covered with "YUE" marks, like an unhealed wound. The old marks were black, and the new ones were covered with sawdust and blood.

She seemed to see him opening the box in the dark at midnight, and pushing it under the bed at dawn to prevent him from being tormented by thoughts during the day.

The latest scratches are a bit distorted.

It turns out that even carving her name makes me feel a little timid.

The box is empty.

But in every scratch there lived a midnight, the sight of him gritting his teeth to hold back his tears, and his foolish hope that if he could carve the entire box he would be able to get her back.

Jian Yue's nose felt sore.

She slowly squatted down and hugged the wooden box.

I'm sorry, Sindriel.

After a sleepless night, Jian Yue left Opesa's house early in the morning.

When she left, she looked back for the last time at the little home that did not belong to her, and finally resolutely embarked on her own path.

That wasn't her home anymore.

It's time for her to return.

but.

Jian Yue held the wooden box containing her clothes and looked forward.

Where should she go?