Chapter 705 (1/2)

Lifelong flower naturally thought of the ”key” given to her by the professor. At the same time, she knew that it was important. If the professor was on his deathbed, something must have changed, and she would never just remind her to take good care of it.

She suddenly felt a little trance. She looked up at the gray sky and tried to think about the starting point. Her memory is like the gray sky. She can't see anything clearly.

She seemed to hear laughter. In the past, she used to laugh at the guy who was too lazy to remember anything. She didn't understand how a person's memory could be so bad. I didn't expect that I would encounter such a thing. Is this the legendary precursor of Alzheimer's disease? She unconsciously calculated her age and had to lament that time is easy to die and old. I don't know how many years will it be when that guy comes back!

But she was not depressed. She just laughed at herself. Then she came forward, took the key from Mei Ziqing, opened the door and said, ”let's go in and talk.”

Mei Ziqing smiled and got out of the way. When the flowers of her life opened the door, she followed in silently.

The house was clean, but there was no light, and all the windows were sealed. The moment the flower closed the door, the light came on in the room that should have fallen into darkness. Mei Ziqing saw that the pattern here was like a bar. She felt a little familiar. Except for being a little small, it was a little similar to the bar that Bian Zi took her to far away.

The lifelong flower led Mei Ziqing upstairs. Upstairs and downstairs are completely different. It's sunny here, the glass windows in the corridor are bright, and there are a row of old plastic chairs at the entrance of the corridor. I don't know. I thought I was at the door of the waiting room of the hospital.

Then she came to a door outside. Mei Ziqing saw the sign of ”Shenwu studio” hanging on the door, with couplets on both sides, saying ”only green wood can inhabit Shenwu”.

The whole life flower opened the door. Inside was a messy but actually clean room. Many magazines were thrown on the ground and sofa. On the desk, in addition to the open books, there was an ashtray, a box of matches and a pack of Bailemen cigarettes.

”Is this where Mr. Aoki works?” Mei Ziqing asked curiously.

”Yes,” said the lifelong flower, ”I'll put what the professor gave me here.”

Mei Ziqing nodded without asking. She followed her in, picked up a magazine at will, turned it over, and put it back. The bird shelf beside the wall caught her attention. She approached and looked carefully. Every detail of the bird shelf was very clear. The broken meat in the food box on it was still fresh.

Life flower stood in front of the desk where Aoki used to work. She seemed to hesitate, but she still took out a document.

”This is what the professor gave me.” she handed the document to Mei Ziqing.

”This... Isn't very good?” Mei Ziqing declined and took the document.

However, it was completely different from what she imagined, at least it had nothing to do with the key of the dream, because it was a garden design, exactly a stack of paintings.

”Just this...?” Mei Ziqing asked, looking through the picture, trying to find something in the picture.

These paintings are not completely unattractive to her. Obviously, this is the ancient appearance of the mulberry garden, perhaps the old appearance of the holy land. I don't know where Professor Dai Mei came from. At least Mei Ziqing, as an assistant, doesn't know about it. This made Mei Ziqing a little depressed. How many things did the professor hide from her?

When she turned to one of them, her face suddenly changed, her hand shook unconsciously, and muttered, ”how could this happen?”

Lifelong flower asked, ”what's the matter?”

Mei Ziqing said, ”you have this thing. Why didn't you take it out earlier? You won't attend the professor's funeral?”

Hua Qi said: ”I am very grateful to the professor for giving me this drawing. But I don't know the professor well. If it weren't for the news, I wouldn't know the news of his death.”