Hearing this, Song Jiaye felt a chill run down his spine. Suddenly, the air around him seemed to turn cold and clammy.
"One of your friends?" The librarian's words still rang in his ears. This book was a cultural relic that had only been unearthed not long ago. Who could Li Xiyu's friend be? Someone lying in an ancient tomb?
Li Qiyu told the truth, "She was my best friend before I time - traveled. We promised to never fall out with each other for the rest of our lives."
Hearing the words "time - travel", Song Jiaye didn't believe a single word Li Qiyu said after that.
Since the basic premise was impossible, this so - called friend was probably just a figment of her imagination after watching a documentary that day.
However, Song Jiaye was truly impressed by Li Qiyu. She really seemed like a different person. She was so detailed that she claimed to have time - traveled and couldn't even write with a hard - tipped pen. And the "friend" she was looking for was someone who had been buried for hundreds or thousands of years. Even the screenwriters in the film crew weren't as meticulous as she was.
Of course, after spending some time with her, it wasn't that Song Jiaye didn't trust Li Qiyu. He just couldn't believe in the existence of time - travel. He still thought that Li Xiyu just suffered from a rare psychological or mental illness that caused her personality to change drastically.
After all, how normal could a person who believed in magic powers and Ultraman be?
Any little move of the Li Corporation would stir up a big fuss in the city. Sure enough, as soon as Song Jiaye sent people to contact the relevant parties to look for the poetry collection, the news quickly reached the media. Everyone was speculating whether the theme of the Li Corporation's new movie would be related to the ancient tomb unearthed half a year ago.
Once there was news that the Li Corporation was planning to make a new movie, the agents of various entertainment companies couldn't sit still. They flocked to the Li Corporation to inquire about the news, hoping to secure one or two roles for their artists.
Naturally, Li Xichi also received the news.
Her agent advised her earnestly, "Isn't the boss of the Li Corporation your brother - in - law? Since they're making a new movie, why don't you go and give it a try? As family, they'll surely give you some face."
Li Xichi knew Song Jiaye well. Unlike those media who jumped to conclusions at the slightest sign, she said, "Song Jiaye likes ancient poems and texts. He's always into things related to the ancients. Maybe he's just looking for ancient poems because he wants to read them. Although he's the CEO of the Li Corporation, he never gets involved in the content."
After hearing this, the agent didn't say much more and could only shake his head.
However, Li Xichi still searched online for information about the ancient poem collection that Song Jiaye was looking for. Thanks to Song Jiaye, this obscure poetry collection was quickly dug out, including the little - watched documentary.
As she was looking, Li Xichi felt that something was fishy.
The host's introduction of the poet's state of mind when writing this poetry collection sounded so much like the dream that Song Jiaye had once described.
Something about childhood sweethearts and unrequited love.
Moreover, the few examples casually given by the host all had corresponding scenes in Song Jiaye's dream.
For example, the line the poet wrote: "The long whip waves, scattering the flowers in the capital."
Li Xichi remembered very clearly that Song Jiaye once said that the woman in his dream was also good at using a whip.
There was a reason why Li Xichi remembered this so clearly.
Back then, in order to win Song Jiaye over, she used a lot of such tricks. For example, when Song Jiaye came to the Li family, she would deliberately skip rope to exercise, and then pretend to say accidentally, "Oops, sorry, my whip hit you."
She deliberately called the skipping rope a whip. It was a tacit understanding only between her and Song Jiaye.
Every time she used these little tricks, Song Jiaye would be a bit nicer to her. Li Xichi knew it was a misunderstanding. He mistook her for the girl in his dream.
But Li Xichi didn't care. As long as Li Xiyu would be driven crazy by it.
Because Li Xiyu was excluded from her and Song Jiaye's world and could only watch anxiously.
However, she didn't use this method often. Firstly, she rarely had the opportunity to be alone with Song Jiaye, and secondly, she ran out of material.
Of course, Song Jiaye, that taciturn man, wouldn't tell her about these dreams. Li Xichi knew about them because her mother, Jiang Yongfeng, told her.
When Song Jiaye's mother was seriously ill, Jiang Yongfeng, as her best friend, took care of Song Jiaye on her behalf. Song Jiaye would also confide in Jiang Yongfeng and regarded her as half his mother.
No, she had to go back and ask her mother. Song Jiaye was looking for an ancient poem, and the content of the poem was so similar to his dream. This whole thing seemed so mysterious.
Li Xichi wasn't the only one who knew this news. Old Master Song also did.
Since it was something Song Jiaye wanted, Old Master Song naturally indulged him. So he went to meet the curator of the museum in person and saw the unearthed ancient book.
Of course, the ancient book couldn't be taken out of the museum. Knowing that Old Master Song wanted it, the curator of the museum sent him scanned and faxed pictures. This was the same way they sent the ancient book to literature and history professors for research.
The next day, the book bound with these pictures was handed over to Song Jiaye by Xiao Wu.
As soon as Song Jiaye opened it, he knew what was going on.
In fact, he had already contacted the production team behind the documentary and was about to get the photos.
So he threw the book forward and said, "I don't need it."
"Mr. Song, this is also Old Master Song's kind intention."
Song Jiaye didn't respond.
He didn't feel a sense of belonging to the Song family, nor to Old Master Song. He would rather stay in Xiyu Villa for the rest of his life than go back to the Song family.
However, as soon as Song Jiaye got home, he saw Li Qiyu jumping up and down happily with a book in her arms.
Seeing Song Jiaye come back, Li Qiyu walked up to him and bowed deeply to him, performing a solemn ceremony.
Before Song Jiaye could ask, Li Qiyu took the initiative to say, "Song Jiaye, thank you. I got the poetry collection."
Saying that, she raised the poetry collection bound with faxed photos in her hand.
Song Jiaye was very familiar with it.
Wasn't it exactly the same as the one he saw in the car just now?
Song Jiaye immediately took out his phone and sent Xiao Wu four angry words: "What's going on?"
Xiao Wu knew that Song Jiaye would be angry. To avoid being affected by his anger, he had already driven to the villa gate.
He parked the car by the roadside and replied, "Old Master Song knew that you definitely wouldn't accept it if he sent it directly to you, so he prepared two copies. One was mailed to Miss Li this afternoon."
"Knowing I wouldn't accept it, he still did this?"
"But Miss Li is happy."
The words "Miss Li is happy" made Song Jiaye freeze.
He looked at the woman in front of him who couldn't put the book down and suddenly felt that his pettiness with Old Master Song was a bit silly.
Forget it. Since Old Master Song wanted to give it, let him.
Just think of it as repaying some of his debts to Li Xiyu for all these years. Let her be happy.
However, he wondered what was written in this poetry collection that made her so obsessed with it.