Chapter 315: (1/2)

Bai Ji appeared sluggishly and walked to the edge of the bed. Unlike her own style of bedding and sheet covers, the family portrait placed on the bedside table has disappeared without a trace, replaced by a brand new ”family portrait”.

His position was occupied by a strange-looking young man.

Sister Ji Yue's face was as cold as ever, and his father Ji Feng was a bit satisfied. On the right was the kind-looking mother. In the past few years, she has worked a lot for this family, with a few crow's feet in the corner of her eyes.

As if for a moment, Bai Ji Gujing Wubo's heart seemed to be stung by a bee, and there was a momentary pain.

Does the self who is not remembered by anyone really still exist? ...Is there a knight named Ji Bai or a vampire named Bai Ji?

Bai Ji sat down on the ground and knocked her head, feeling a little ridiculous.

Don’t we have no relatives a long time ago, don’t we even have this awareness? ......Now this looks really ridiculous, and it looks like a big fool. Maybe they haven't regarded themselves as family members from the beginning, so why do they have to come back as a passionate stalker?

Without you, your sister lived happily, happier than anyone else, you know? ?

Don't be presumptuous, put your hot face on your cold ass, like a clown, stop what you do...

Bai Ji supported the bedside table to prop up her body, and was about to exit the room when she found that the drawer in front of her had signs of being locked.

She glanced at the photo thoughtfully, the young man who was very handsome and feminine.

Unsurprisingly, this young man was the owner of this room after he had left. At the same time, it was very likely that he was Ji Yue's fiancé, and he could be roughly inferred from the satisfaction revealed by his father Ji Feng's mouth.

Do you want to check his drawer, maybe you can reflect what kind of person the young man in this photo is?

Without any hesitation, Bai Ji took off the light weight dagger hanging from her waist.

The blade is sharp and the hardness is acceptable. It shouldn't be a problem to break this lock.

Chapter 7 ~ Symbols

”Crack creak...chuckle~!” Accompanied by the sound of the metal iron bouncing and smashing, the opened lock fell heavily to the ground.

”Huhuhu...” ”Bai Ji wiped the sweat from her forehead a little, and opened the drawer where the reimbursement was announced.

Almost two palm-sized drawers are filled with letters, large and small. It is unbelievable that most of the heavy weight comes from the letters stacked together in the drawers.

Holding the drawer, take out the neatly stacked stacks of envelopes, and the time it takes to be thrown into the drawer varies from cold to cold.

The yellowed paper, the old format with a sense of age, is completely the style of a long time ago. The code on it is in the front, and there are many number formats in the back. The new envelopes with the paper intact, look like they were loaded a few days ago of.

The order of placement seems to have been deliberately arranged. The envelopes stacked together gradually become lighter from bottom to top, and the writing time is estimated to be gradually moving forward.

I didn't have time to put the stamps. Is it the envelope that I didn't have time to post?

Bai Ji opened the envelope that was pressed at the bottom, and the years passed by, and the letter paper was dyed light yellow. The writing was still well preserved, and there was no such phenomenon as damp and mold.

”The world that most people see is just what some people want them to see. It's true and tempting but extremely cruel.” The lead is written on the first line of the letter. There is neither recipient nor sender. It's like writing a diary to myself, but ingeniously use envelopes as a container.

They are unfamiliar handwritings, most likely written by the owner of this room, but these handwritings seem a bit contradictory and strange.

It's not that it is scribbled to make people incomprehensible, but the handwriting is too neat and standardized, so standardized that it does not have its own style at all, so that it does not seem to be written by humans.

It's as if some kind of engraving spell or enchantment was applied to the written envelope, in order to conceal one's own handwriting.

”Everyone has their own mission, heavy and involuntary.

”Injustice and debt are in charge.”