"Look here."
The Taoist priest pointed to the family photo.
"This is... Lu Yueyi's mother," Qin Yin said, "What's wrong with her?"
"Look at her hand," the Taoist priest continued, "she has a ring on it."
Speaking of which...
"Indeed," Baomu twisted his neck and his eyes almost popped out of his head, "It looks like a very simple ring."
"It shouldn't be very expensive," Qin Yin said. "I remember Lu Shoucai said that when Lu Yueyi's mother was alive, their family was still very poor."
"What's wrong with this ring?" the fool asked.
"I'm thinking...if we can find this ring, can we see what happened to Lu Yueyi's mother during her lifetime through Xiaolan's dream?"
When Xiaolan heard this, inspiration came to her.
"Is there anything else on her? It should be fine." Xiaolan said.
"There is no other jewelry," the Taoist priest said. "Clothing and the like... it should be difficult to keep it until now, but as for the ring, there is still a glimmer of hope."
"Then are we going back again?" Qin Yin asked.
"Back to where?"
"The old house of Lu Jieyi's family," Qin Yin said, "If the ring is still there, that's the most likely place."
This time it was Qin Yin who reacted the fastest.
The Taoist Master nodded and said, "Xiaoyin, it seems that you got a lot of training in the court."
"I am gifted and can be trained anywhere," Qin Yin raised his right hand into the air, "Do you want to go? If you go now, I will open the channel right away."
"Now? Is it too early?" Baomu glanced at his watch.
"It's not early. It's just right for us to go now while everyone living nearby is still sleeping," the Taoist priest said, "Xiaoyin, open the door."
"okay."
When everyone returned to the living room of Lu Jieyi's house, the sky outside the window was not completely bright yet. The faint skylight vaguely outlined everything in the room. What greeted them were only dust particles flying in the air.
The door of Lu Shoucai's bedroom was still open, and the footprints they left not long ago were still printed on the ground.
This time they were not so anxious, and everyone took a closer look at the furnishings in the room.
Xiaolan looked around, and her eyes stopped on a closed door.
"That's Lu Jieyi's room," Qin Yin said from behind Xiaolan, "Speaking of it, it's a bit sad, after all, I also lived in this room for a few days."
Wen Ling also nodded and sighed.
"By the way, Wen Ling, do you have that kind of skill...that is, if you look at the appearance of the ring, you can tell where it is hidden? Or you can smell it..."
Wen Ling was too lazy to speak, thinking to himself, are you treating me like a dog again?
Xiaolan turned around and saw that the Taoist leader had brought Baomu and Fool into Lu Shoucai's room. He pointed to the door of Lu Jieyi's room and said, "Sister Xiaoyin, Wen Ling, let's go there and have a look."
"Well... that's okay," Qin Yin said, "but Xiaolan, don't be sad."
"Why am I sad?" Xiaolan felt confused.
Qin Yin glanced at her lightly and walked toward the door, "It seems that I know you better than you do... let's go."
The three of them walked to the door. Qin Yin tried to twist the door handle, and a creaking sound came from the keyhole. It seemed that the door had not been opened for a long time.
"Should we... knock on the door or something?" Xiaolan suddenly became superstitious, "I heard that when people enter a house where someone has died, they have to knock on the door."
Qin Yin was amused, then she put away her smile and said, "We have never knocked on the door before... Forget it, no need, Lu Jieyi and everyone are gone, and she can't hear the knock on the door."
With a creak, the door opened a narrow crack, and dust immediately swirled in front of the three of them like steam when the lid of a pot was opened.
"Bah, bah, bah..." Qin Yin waved his hand vigorously in front of his face, "It's only been a few years, why is it so dusty..."
Xiaolan hid behind Qin Yin, using her body to avoid the dust, and followed the slowly opening crack of the door to look at Lu Yueyi's room.
Xiaolan took a breath of air and then spit it out.
"What's wrong?" Qin Yin coughed and asked, "What did you see?"
"It's nothing," Xiaolan said, "I thought there was someone inside, so I was shocked."
The furnishings in the room do look like someone is still living here.
The three of them walked in slowly.
"Ah... I still miss it a little bit," Qin Yin said, pointing to the open space in the corner with interest, "Wen Ling and I even slept there for two days, but it killed me."
Xiaolan stared at the big bed in the center of the room and the table beside the bed.
Qin Yin followed Xiaolan's gaze and said, "Then you go over there and look around. Wenling and I will go inside and take a look."
Xiaolan reached out and picked up the photo frame on the table.
Inside is a photo. In the photo, Lu Shoucai is much fatter and older than in the family portrait. The girl standing next to him... must be the grown-up Lu Yueyi.
Lu Yuiyi in the photo has a bright smile. As Qin Yin said, she is a very beautiful girl.
She has a pair of hot eyes.
Xiaolan secretly thought, no wonder Brother Fool fell in love with her.
Putting down the photo frame, Xiaolan opened the first drawer.
There were not many things in the drawer. For a high school girl, it was very few. There were only a few simple stationery items. Xiaolan took out the notebook and flipped through it. They were all study notes.
In the second drawer were some girls' trinkets, but there was no sign of the ring.
Xiaolan squatted down and began to check the small cabinet under the drawer.
There is an exquisite iron gift box placed in the cabinet. It seems that it has been carefully collected by the owner. There must be some precious items inside.
Maybe this is it...
Xiaolan gently took out the box. The box was not heavy, it shook and there was no sound of metal colliding.
what is it then?
Xiaolan grabbed the edge of the box and opened it.
She froze.
Inside is a box of...shoes.
A box of beat-up dance shoes to be exact.
One, two, three, four... There were at least ten pairs of shoes inside. Those dance shoes either had big holes in them or were broken at the connection place. On a few pairs of smaller shoes, there were still holes. Saw some blood.
Xiaolan stared at those shoes with her mouth agape.
Those are not broken shoes.
It's a broken dream.
The sweat and blood from childhood to adulthood, the persistence and dream of a girl...
Xiaolan's nose suddenly felt sore, and then she remembered Qin Yin's words.
"Xiaolan, don't be sad..."
Hate.
Xiaolan wiped her face.
How annoying, sister Xiaoyin, you really know yourself better than I do.
"Has Xiaolan noticed anything?" Qin Yin walked over with her hands on her hips, "I'm exhausted. Wen Ling and I rummaged around in the bathroom and found nothing."
Xiaolan immediately put away the sad expression on her face, raised her head and smiled.
"Really, why is it in the bathroom?"
