"Where did Jinglin go?" Ren Yaoqi asked softly.
"Just now, silly girl suddenly ran down, and Jinglin was afraid that she would get into trouble, so she chased her." Xiao Jingxi also whispered.
Ren Yaoqi wanted to ask why he didn't tell her, but she swallowed the words back when they came to her lips.
Ren Yaoqi and Xiao Jingxi didn't say anything either, they just stood there and looked at her. Although the eighth floor of the tower was much brighter because of the windows, it didn't feel very spacious because it was surrounded by bookshelves.
Xiao Jingxi was standing only half an arm's length away from her. Ren Yaoqi felt her heart beating rapidly. After a while, she shifted her gaze to look at the surrounding bookshelves: "I didn't look carefully just now. What kind of books are hidden here?"
Taking this opportunity, Ren Yaoqi took two steps to the side, putting some distance between them.
"The eighth floor is full of Buddhist scriptures." Xiao Jingxi whispered, and casually pulled out a book from the nearest bookshelf and handed it to Ren Yaoqi to read.
Ren Yaoqi took it, lowered her head and flipped it open, only to find it was all in Sanskrit. She shook her head, smiled, and put the book back where it belonged. "I don't recognize Sanskrit. What about the lower layers? Are they all Buddhist scriptures as well?"
Xiao Jingxi raised the corners of his lips slightly: "No, there are all kinds of books, only this layer is Buddhist scriptures."
"oh."
Silence fell between the two of them again. Ren Yaoqi felt that the place seemed a little stuffy. Although the two of them could hear the echo when they spoke, it seemed a bit noisy, but she subconsciously felt that it was better not to be quiet, so she asked for conversation, "What book is on the ninth floor?"
Xiao Jingxi didn't answer. Ren Yaoqi was about to look up at him when he heard him say softly, "Let's go up and take a look."
Ren Yaoqi thought that instead of waiting for Xiao Jinglin here, she might as well go upstairs to take a look. It would be awkward for her and Xiao Jingxi to be in the same room, and it wouldn't be good if they couldn't talk, nor would it be good if they didn't talk. It was very strange.
"good."
After hearing Ren Yaoqi's answer, Xiao Jingxi took the lead and walked towards the stairs. Ren Yaoqi followed him and looked up, only to find that the ninth floor seemed narrower than the eighth. The stairs were much higher and steeper, and climbing them was also difficult.
As Xiao Jingxi went up the stairs, he kept an eye on Ren Yaoqi and reminded her to be careful. When Ren Yaoqi reached the last step, Xiao Jingxi suddenly grabbed Ren Yaoqi's hand and pulled her up.
Ren Yaoqi was stunned, feeling the warm touch in the palm of her hand. A tingling sensation began to spread from the palm of her left hand, making her feel as if she was severely burned by something.
Ren Yaoqi came to her senses and immediately wanted to pull her hand back, but this time Xiao Jingxi held her hand very tightly, and Ren Yaoqi couldn't pull it out at all: "You..."
Xiao Jingxi seemed not to hear Ren Yaoqi's words. He led Ren Yaoqi to the top of the last floor of the tower as if nothing had happened. Then he turned around and smiled gently at Ren Yaoqi, saying, "The last floor is locked."
When Xiao Jingxi smiled, he had a unique charm that was irresistible. Ren Yaoqi felt her hands and feet go weak, and she even forgot to struggle. She subconsciously glanced at the locked moon-shaped door in front of her.
Xiao Jingxi held Ren Yaoqi's hand with one hand, and a key appeared in the palm of his other hand. He inserted the key into the lock hole on the face with one hand, and then paused.
Ren Yaoqi was a little dizzy: "Can't open it?"
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