Chapter 496 She discovered that her memory was wrong
At six o'clock the next morning, she put on her backpack, locked the door of her rental house, and went to the high-speed rail station.
When the high-speed train started moving, she watched the scenery outside the window receding, and suddenly felt that the previous days were like a dream, and now she was truly awake.
When we arrived at Qingcheng High-speed Railway Station, it was just past eight o'clock. The sun had just come out, and the warm yellow light was sprinkled on the bluestone road, bringing the slow pace unique to the old city.
She didn't take a taxi, but walked slowly towards Huaishu Street along the road she remembered.
She couldn't remember the exact route, but relying on her body's instinct, she turned one corner after another and walked to the familiar street.
Huaishu Street is still the same as before, with no tall buildings, only low bungalows with red lanterns hanging at the doors. There are not many people on the street, and occasionally an old man on a bicycle passes by, the sound of the bells "ding-ling-ling" is very friendly.
The old locust tree at the end is still there. It is thicker than the one I saw when I was a child, and its branches extend farther, like a huge umbrella, covering most of the street.
She walked over and as she approached the locust tree, she smelled the faint fragrance of locust flowers, exactly the same as when she was a child.
She reached out and touched the trunk of the locust tree. The rough bark rubbed against her fingertips. She suddenly remembered what her grandmother said, "The locust tree is spiritual. If you touch it, it will know you are back."
"Miss, would you like to buy some locust flower cakes?"
An old lady popped her head out of the nearby shop. It was the same lady in the photo. Her hair was whiter, but she was still smiling, holding a string of crystal locust flower cakes in her hand.
Han Lingcui walked over and nodded: "Grandma, two skewers."
The old lady handed her the locust flower cake. When she took the money, she looked at her and suddenly froze.
"You...you are Lingling from the Su family?"
Han Lingcui's tears suddenly welled up and she nodded vigorously.
"Grandma, it's me. I'm back."
"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back," the old lady held her hand, her hand was very warm.
"You kid, you haven't been back for so many years."
Han Lingcui felt a little embarrassed.
She didn't have a good relationship with her family and seldom came back. Even when she did, she would only come on the first day and leave on the second day, so she never saw her grandmother.
"Grandma, my grandma's grave... do you know where it is?" she asked in a low voice.
After my grandmother passed away, she was originally buried in her hometown, but later her grave was moved here.
But at that time her relationship with her family was already very bad and she rarely came back.
Even if she asked for the address, her family would not tell her.
"I know. It's on the slope of the back mountain."
The old lady said, "I'll take you there. I also want to go and give your grandma a bouquet of flowers. Your grandma always brought me porridge, and I haven't thanked her yet."
Han Lingcui followed the old lady and walked towards the back mountain.
The road to the back of the mountain was a dirt road, a bit steep. The old lady walked slowly, so she held her arm and walked step by step. When they reached the top of the slope, they could see a small cemetery. The tombstone in the front was engraved with "Tomb of the Lin Family of Hanmen", which was her grandmother's name.
A bunch of white chrysanthemums, still very fresh, was placed in front of the tombstone, and next to it was a string of uneaten locust flower cakes - placed there by Xuanyuan Pavilion.
Han Lingcui squatted down, touched the words on the tombstone, and said softly, "Grandma, I'm back. I'm here to see you."
The wind blew, and the fragrance of locust flowers wafted over, like grandma's response.
The old lady stood by and said nothing, just patted her on the back gently.
Just then, footsteps were heard behind me, very light, but very familiar.
Han Lingcui turned around and saw Xuanyuan Ge standing not far away, wearing a gray suit and with messy hair.
Holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in his hand, his eyes lit up instantly when he saw her.
"Spiritual Essence..." His voice was a little hoarse. He walked over slowly and stood one step away from her, not daring to get any closer. "You're back."
Han Lingcui looked at him and nodded: "Well, I'm back."
Xuanyuan Ge squatted down and placed the chrysanthemums in front of grandma's tombstone.
He paused and said, "I have already cancelled the engagement with the Lu family. I invested 120 million yuan in exchange for my freedom. It was worth it."
"I came to Qingcheng originally for the Yuncheng project, but after arriving, I wanted to see where you lived. Later, I heard that your grandmother..."
Now that he knew about it, he would come to pay his respects, but he didn't expect to meet her.
"Xuanyuan Pavilion," she began, her voice steady. "Sister Lin told me everything about my past, including my two years at the Qi family and my father's affairs."
Xuanyuan Ge's eyes lit up, and he felt a little nervous: "Then you..."
"I remember some fragments," Han Lingcui said. "I remember the porridge grandma cooked, the locust flower cake you shared with me, and the lemon tea I drank while working overtime at Qi's. Although I can't remember it completely, I know that those things are real, and you are real too."
Xuanyuan Ge took a step forward and stretched out his hand cautiously, wanting to touch her hair, but afraid that she would dodge away.
"Lingcui, I'm sorry," he said, "I'm actually a jerk. Because of a momentary lapse of judgment, I caused you so much suffering."
"It's okay," Han Lingcui smiled, tears still on her face, but her smile was bright. "I'll wait until I remember everything and then decide whether to forgive you."
The old lady stood by, looked at them, and said with a smile: "Okay, you guys chat, I'll go back first. Lingling, come often in the future, grandma is looking forward to eating the porridge you make."
Han Lingcui nodded and watched the old lady walk down the mountain.
Xuanyuan Ge squatted down and sat beside her in front of the tombstone. He held the uneaten string of locust flower cakes in his hand and handed it to her: "Do you want more?"
Han Lingcui took it, took a bite, and the sweetness spread in his mouth, sweeter than before.
"Xuanyuan Pavilion, I feel like my memory is confused now."
She had always been distant from Xuanyuan Pavilion because she knew that they were not from the same world.
If they were tied together by force, she would be the only one to suffer.
But now, she inexplicably felt that Xuanyuan Ge was closer and was willing to tell him what was in her heart.
"I'm thinking now that what you told me before must be true."
"Your mother modified my memory."
"Every time I saw her, I actually felt disgusted. I thought it was just a normal employee's reaction to their boss. Now I think about it, maybe it was subconsciously that I just didn't like her."
“Besides, she kept asking me to investigate Shen Hanxing, saying that she would help me, but in fact, there was nothing.”
"After thinking about it, I feel like she treats me as a puppet."
"She wanted me to open a gap with Shen Hanxing. Perhaps she deliberately let me know about your affair with the Lu family."
She always felt that work is work and life is life.
It's normal for her to listen to Jiang Shutong at work.
In life, it is normal that Jiang Shutong doesn't want her to be with Xuanyuan Ge.
Think about it now.
Perhaps it was because Jiang Shutong's plan was too big that they had to let her enter Xuanyuan Company. In the end, they felt that something was wrong and had to use special means to make her leave!
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