Translator: Atlas Studios
Editor: Atlas Studios
“Sister Ning, Sister Ning, what are you doing?”
Zhang Yan’s voice suddenly rang out beside her ear. When Ning Huanxin finally regained her senses, she realized that she had already taken off her shoes and was now walking into the water.
The water was extremely cold. The icy cold temperature shot up from Ning Huanxin’s soles straight to her body, making her limbs feel chilly.
Ning Huanxin had a sudden realization.
Even though she was in this world of the past from ten years ago, if she died here, she might not be able to go back again…
“Come up.”
Jiang Lixing, who was still standing by the shore, suddenly reached out to Ning Huanxin.
Ning Huanxin placed her small hand on his large palm. His palm was exceptionally warm.
After pulling Ning Huanxin up onto the shore, Jiang Lixing saw her trousers that were soaking wet and spoke, “Let’s first go back today. It’s so cold, you’ll catch a cold.”
Although the trees were covered in lush green foliage and flowers were blooming around them, it still didn’t change the fact that it was already autumn.
Nothing could be changed.
Ning Huanxin turned her head and looked at that clear and icy cold river…
What exactly happened in this river?
What exactly are you guys trying to tell me?
The three of them quickly drove back towards the town. None of them mentioned what happened at the river.
Zhang Yan knew that Ning Huanxin had not brought any clothes with her, so she brought her directly into her room.
It was the first time Ning Huanxin came to Zhang Yan’s room. The room was very clean and tidy and decorated youthfully, giving vibes of a young girl’s heart.
Seeing Qin Su’s posters covering the wall of Zhang Yan’s room, Ning Huanxin finally realized something. “Little Yan, it turns out you’re a fan of Qin Su!”
“Mm, yes, yes.”
Hearing Ning Huanxin’s words, Zhang Yan suddenly blushed bright red. “Sister Ning, Qin Su… is he really alright?”
Looking at Zhang Yan’s big round puppy eyes staring at her and looking extremely concerned, Ning Huanxin couldn’t help but chuckle. “He’s alright. He will probably return tomorrow. As for you, Little Yan, do you… like Qin Su?”
“No, not at all!”
After hearing Ning Huanxin’s words, Zhang Yan immediately shook her head furiously. “Sister Ning, you should quickly change out. Let me find a set of clothes for you!”
As she spoke, Zhang Yan walked to the side and opened her closet. While she was searching for clothes, Ning Huanxin had already taken off her pants, and her gaze fell onto the side of the wardrobe. Ning Huanxin frowned, and suddenly her gaze became serious.
She saw a woolen sweater in Zhang Yan’s closet. It was wine-red and looked like it was probably hand-knitted. The design was extraordinary and exquisite.
Of course, the most important thing was, it was a male sweater!
Auntie Zhang and Zhang Yan lived by themselves. Ning Huanxin had previously heard that Auntie Zhang’s husband had died of a sudden illness ten years ago, which means their family only had the two of them, mother and daughter. There was no male member!
So who did this male sweater belonged to?
“Sister Ning, you can wear this. This pair of pants should be long enough for you. I’ve washed it already, so you can rest assured, it’s very clean!”
At that moment, Zhang Yan had already closed her closet and handed a pair of long pants to Ning Huanxin.
“Oh, thank you, Little Yan.”
Ning Huanxin’s smile was a little forced…
Ten years later, Qin Su would have already lived as a monk.
Ten years later, there would be no Zhang Yan in this Zhang Clan Town, and there would be only the lady boss living alone in this little inn.
Although Ning Huanxin didn’t want to make worse guesses, she knew that sometimes what we least want to happen would become the truth eventually…
The day passed really quickly. At night, Ning Huanxin was lying in her bed as she kept thinking about Zhang Yan and Qin Su. Engrossed in her thoughts, she fell asleep.
Ning Huanxin thought she would have another dream, something about that female ghost who was buried alive or everything that had happened at that river, but tonight, it was very quiet. She slept soundly till the next morning.