Xu Changchong reached out and took the shoes, walked to Bai Qianmo, slowly squatted down, skillfully put the shoes on her feet, and tied the shoelaces.
He glanced at it with satisfaction, then looked up at Bai Qianmo: "Is the size right?"
Bai Qianmo stood up, took a few steps on the ground, and responded in a somewhat cooperative manner.
Xu Changchong reached out and gently and familiarly ruffled her long, smooth hair: "Come with me."
Bai Qianmo vaguely sensed something was off, but couldn't quite put her finger on what was strange.
With a calm gaze fixed on Xu Changchong's back, why did this man always give off a familiar feeling?
Bai Qianmo followed Xu Changchong down to the first basement level, opened the door to a secret room, and found it to be pitch black inside.
Xu Changchong walked in the dark to a familiar desk.
With a "snap," the desk lamp on the table turned on.
Bai Qianmo glanced around in the dim light, her indifferent expression suddenly shifting.
This place is exactly the same as the room in her dream?
The room had mahogany floors, an antique feel, and even the bedding on the bed was the same pattern she had seen back then.
A chill ran down her spine. Did this mean that she really was dreaming about Xu Jin'en?
But why would she see Xu Jin'en's past?
Does she and Xu Jin'en really have some kind of connection?
Xu Changchong walked to the bookshelf, opened a hidden compartment, and took out an A4-sized photo album.
The photo album looks quite old, but it has been well preserved by its owner.
Xu Changchong turned to Bai Qianmo and said, "What you want to see is right here."
Bai Qianmo stiffly took a step forward, walked up to Xu Changchong, and reached out to take the yellowed photo album.
Her fingers gripped a corner of the photo album, and her hand trembled slightly without her noticing.
A voice inside her seemed to tell her that once she opened this photo album, she might open the door to a completely new world.
And behind that door may lie a tremendous secret.
She took a deep breath and gently opened the photo album.
On the first page was a black and white photograph. The girl in the photo was wearing a short shirt and long skirt from the Republican era. Her long, smooth hair was casually draped over her back, highlighting her delicate face.
Although it's a black and white photo, you can still see that the girl is very beautiful. She stands in the middle of a row of girls, making her stand out at a glance.
Among the several wealthy young ladies, the other girls would unconsciously become reserved in front of the camera, but they would still manage a smile.
There was not a trace of a smile on her face, and even through the yellowed photograph, one could sense a chilling aura about her.
She stood there, holding a round fan in her hand, her demeanor casual, exuding a sense of aloofness and languor.
Staring at the photo, Bai Qianmo's face gradually turned pale.
In this vast world, it's not surprising to have similar faces.
But if the resemblance is so great that even their temperament and demeanor are identical, then it becomes alarming.
Even twins probably couldn't match the resemblance between her and Xu Jin'en, who was actually almost a hundred years older than her.
"Me and Xu Jin'en..."
The words that were on the tip of my tongue didn't come out with my courage.
The man beside her took in the changes in her expression and said in a deep voice, "You are her, and she is you!"
*
The spirit haunted Fang Shu for a whole day, but Fang Shu refused to reveal Bai Qianmo's whereabouts.
Just when she was about to despair, the watch on her wrist finally gave her a signal.
The spirit was so excited it almost jumped up: "That brat finally sent out a distress signal!"
After checking the specific location indicated by the signal, Yin Ling immediately called Gu Jueye.
"Qianmo is located on Tiancheng Mountain, 50 kilometers south of the north of the city."
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