Vermillion Bird Lane, No. 88.
In Xiao ran's house, Zi 'er's house.
In the backyard.
At the lake.
The Vermilion Bird had already returned. After making a round, he did not see Xiao ran, so he came over to chat with Zi 'er.
At the pavilion.
The two of them sat across the stone table.
"He still hasn't returned?" The Vermilion Bird asked.
"He's very busy. " Zi 'er said with a smile.
He seemed to have thought of something interesting, and the smile on his face grew wider.
He looked at her.
The Vermilion Bird was suspicious."Could it be that her memory has been restored?"
He shook his head.
She felt that she was thinking too much. She was by Xiao ran's side every day. If Zi 'er's memory recovered, she would definitely know.
But now ...
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but although Zi 'er was sitting there calmly and smiling, the pressure she gave off was very strong. It was as if there was an invisible huge force pressing down on her.