As expected, Feng Guang indeed found a box on the roof beam. She took the box to the ground and placed it on the table. The box was covered in dust, but it was indeed locked.
Without much thought, Feng Guang took the key, inserted it into the lock, and with a gentle turn, the lock opened quickly.
Her hand touched the box, but she involuntarily pulled it back. A strange intuition reminded her that if she opened the box, something big would happen.
But at the same time, another voice reminded her that if she didn't open it, she would miss the truth forever. What truth?
Feng Guang didn't know either, but she did know that she couldn't let this opportunity slip by.
He withdrew his hand and placed it on the box again. With a gentle push, the box opened. To Feng Guang's surprise, there were no valuables inside, only a letter. It was unknown how long the letter had been there, but it was well protected by magic, and the white envelope had not yellowed.
She took out the letter, and on the envelope were only a few crooked, large characters: A letter to myself.
She was very familiar with this handwriting; it was her own writing. She had never been good at calligraphy, and her writing was always crooked and barely legible.
Her heart skipped a beat. Was this a letter she had written to herself? A letter she had written before she lost her memory…
Now she didn't have time to think anymore, and quickly opened the envelope and took out the letter inside.
"When I saw this letter, I had already lost count of how many times I had suffered from amnesia."
When Feng Guang saw the first sentence of the letter, she was completely stunned. She barely suppressed her panic and forced herself to read on:
Today, I suddenly had this idea to write a letter to myself. But when I picked up the pen, I didn't know what to write. Fear and hatred made my hands tremble. The system's inexplicable disappearance and the plot's illogical collapse left me feeling lost and helpless.
I woke up one day with a blank memory of this world. A man said he was my husband. His name was Sufa. Yes, this man was very nice. He was gentle and understanding, and it was easy for people to like him. But I instinctively felt that something was wrong. It was not only because of the disappearance of the system, but also because of everyone's reaction when they saw me and him.
A young man named Jian Dan said he would take me to the Demon Realm and that he would save me. A little girl named Bei Mingyu kept confessing her love to Su Fa, but I realized that she didn't love Su Fa, only feared him. I couldn't understand it... until Yun Que told me everything. As my memories slowly returned, I remembered everything.
When I wrote this letter, I had already suffered from amnesia for the third time. I still couldn't remember what happened when I first came into this world. I only remembered that I was a princess of the Heavenly Realm. Just as I was thinking about how to find Zhong Ran, I met Su Fa.
Back then, the system was still around. It told me that I could win over this man, so we fell in love and got married. On the day of our wedding, the heavens collapsed, and the Devouring Qi emerged... and he stood in the Devouring Qi.
Simply put, Sufa was reporting back to me.
I don't understand, the system just disappeared at that time.
At that time... I used my own life to repair the gap in the heavens, but I never expected that I would come back to life, and in a state of amnesia.
Venus told me that I could bring the dead back to life with my heart, provided that I was willing. So, I began to fall into this sweet trap again and again, and whenever I thought about it, I would lose my memory again.
Now, as I read this letter, I've lost count of how many times I've suffered from amnesia, but I must tell myself one thing: I must find Xiaoxiao...
I need to find the daughter he hid.
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