Gu Ning wasn’t surprised that Jing Yunyao found the correct room by herself, because she had lived here before.
Jing Yunyao pushed the door open and they walked into the room.
Everything was covered by white cloth inside, but it was in the same position as usual. Nothing had changed from before, which surprised Jing Yunyao.
She looked around, then walked to the study desk.
“Can I lift it?” Jing Yunyao pointed at the white cloth.
“Sure.” Gu Ning nodded.
“I want to pull out this drawer,” said Jing Yunyao. She felt something was calling for her attention in it.
“Of course,” said Gu Ning.
In the drawer, there was a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Jing Yunyao picked up the inkstone.
The inkstone was covered in magical power, and Gu Ning could feel it. She simply took it as an antique, because there were many antiques in the Leng family’s old house.
Jing Yunyao’s hands were shaking while holding the inkstone. “I brought this inkstone out of the cultivation world. This is the only thing my mother left to me.”
“I heard from Shaoting that Yunyao loves calligraphy. Can you write down a few lines?” asked Gu Ning.
“Sure.” Jing Yunyao nodded.
Although many years had passed, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone could still be used.
Gu Ning prepared everything for Jing Yunyao, and she began to write down on a piece of paper. She wrote down several lines of a love poem.
Gu Ning could clearly see that her calligraphy was exactly the same as Yunyao’s handwriting.
“Let me show you the album of Shaoting’s family and Yunyao’s notebook. Maybe it will be helpful for you to get your memories back,” said Gu Ning. After that, she walked to where the album and notebook were placed. She took them out and gave them to Jing Yunyao. “You can look at them, I need to find several books.”
Since they came here with the excuse of getting several books, they must have some when they left.
“Sure.” Jing Yunyao nodded.
Gu Ning then walked to the book shelves.
Jing Yunyao opened the notebook and saw her handwriting. While she was reading, she couldn’t help but cry.
After reading the notebook, Jing Yunyao flipped through the album and tears welled up in her eyes once more the moment she saw herself, her husband, and her son in the photos. However, she didn’t cry aloud, because she didn’t want Gu Ning or other people to hear her.
Gu Ning soon found several books written by ancient famous writers.
“We can’t stay here too long, but you can take the notebook and album with you,” said Gu Ning. She was sure that Jing Yunyao was Leng Shaoting’s mother, so she was willing to let her take the notebook and album away. Moreover, Gu Ning also planned to let Jing Yunyao stay in Leng Shaoting’s house.
“Can I?” Jing Yunyao was worried, because she hadn’t gotten her memories back yet.
“Of course you can,” said Gu Ning.
Jing Yunyao nodded and put them in her bag.
When they walked out of the room, Jing Yunyao kept turning around and gave it a glance.
Master Leng didn’t ask Gu Ning what books she wanted to take away.
Gu Ning chatted with Master Leng for a while longer before she left. However, once Gu Ning was gone, the smile disappeared from Master Leng’s face, and he was lost in thought.
“Master Leng, what’s wrong?” Leng Changzhi carefully asked Master Leng.
“I think the girl who came with Ningning looks familiar,” said Master Leng. “I even feel like I know her.”
Unfortunately, Jing Yunyao had a mask on her face, so Master Leng wasn’t able to see her whole face. However, he felt that they had met before.
Master Leng found it quite strange, and wanted to figure out who the girl was, but it wasn’t appropriate for him to ask Gu Ning face to face.
“Really?” Leng Changzhi was surprised. In fact, he also felt that the girl looked familiar.
“Master Leng, I actually have the same feeling,” said Leng Changzhi.
