Before long, the car drove into the villa compound.
Chen Yixia had just finished her afternoon rehearsal and came out of the house.
Jiang Zhirou, sitting in the passenger seat, spotted Chen Yixia on the corridor at a glance. Her eyes flickered, and she tilted her head to look at Si Moshen in the driver's seat. "Your girlfriend?"
Hearing this, Si Moshen's expression paused for a moment, and he said calmly, "Your classmate."
"Your classmate?"
Jiang Zhirou looked utterly confused. Then she saw Si Moshen push open the car door and get out.
She didn't linger and quickly got out of the car, following closely behind Si Moshen.
As soon as Jiang Zhirou got out of the car, Chen Yixia noticed her and immediately ran up to her.
"Qingmian, where did you go? I didn't see you in the room and was worried something had happened to you."
As Chen Yixia spoke, she subconsciously reached out to hold Jiang Zhirou's hand, but Jiang Zhirou slightly sidestepped to avoid it.
Chen Yixia's outstretched hand froze in mid - air. She looked at the person in front of her, puzzled.
"Qingmian, you..."
"Go take a stroll by yourself first," Si Moshen's voice interrupted her before she could finish.
He was speaking to Jiang Zhirou.
Jiang Zhirou's gaze shifted between the two of them, then she walked past Chen Yixia towards the villa in front of her.
The decoration style of the villa was to her liking.
Jiang Zhirou walked up the stairs and stopped in front of a bedroom with an open door on the third floor.
She hesitated for a moment outside the door, then stepped inside.
As soon as Jiang Zhirou entered the room, she saw the phone on the bedside table.
She was about to turn around and leave, but her eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the sticky note on the phone screen.
The handwriting was delicate and elegant, obviously a girl's.
Was it the girl downstairs just now?
As Jiang Zhirou was thinking, she suddenly read the words on the sticky note clearly.
[Jiang Zhirou, the phone password is 292276]
Looking at the string of numbers, Jiang Zhirou frowned slightly. These numbers didn't look like a birthday. She couldn't see anything special about them. They were even a bit of a mouthful and hard to remember.
Jiang Zhirou didn't touch the phone and was about to turn away when she suddenly realized that the sticky note had her name on it.
In an instant, a look of surprise flashed across her eyes. She stared at the phone for a while before reaching out to pick it up.
Her fingers tapped quickly on the screen.
The moment the phone lock was unlocked, Chi Yu's photo came into view.
Jiang Zhirou was stunned. A faint image flashed through her mind.
Before she could think further, Uncle Shen's voice sounded from behind.
"Miss Zhirou."
Hearing the sound, Jiang Zhirou's train of thought was interrupted. She turned to look behind her.
"Uncle Shen," Jiang Zhirou greeted him.
Hearing this, a strange look flashed across Uncle Shen's eyes. Then he said, "Miss Zhirou, do you still remember... the performance on Monday?"
Uncle Shen asked tentatively.
Hearing this, Jiang Zhirou's eyes flickered, and she nodded at him. "Of course I remember."
After saying that, before Uncle Shen could speak, Jiang Zhirou smiled at him. "Uncle Shen, are you worried that I won't practice the piano properly again?"
"Don't worry. I'll definitely take the performance seriously."
"I guarantee I won't make you laugh."
Hearing Jiang Zhirou's words, Uncle Shen's expression became a bit unnatural.
As far as he knew, the memories of different personalities should not be connected. Why did Jiang Zhirou remember the performance?
If another personality had taken over her body since the year she went missing, then when she woke up, her memory should start from the age of four.
But judging from her current state... it didn't seem to be the case.
Even... it seemed that she knew everything.
Uncle Shen's gaze on Jiang Zhirou became more inquisitive.
"What's wrong, Uncle Shen?" Jiang Zhirou couldn't help but ask when she saw him staring at her.
"Nothing," Uncle Shen smiled faintly. "It's been a long time since I last saw Miss Zhirou. I'm just a bit emotional."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhirou suddenly laughed. "But we just..."
Before she could say "met", Jiang Zhirou's expression froze instantly.
That's right...
She had just seen Uncle Shen this morning. Why didn't she know about the existence of this villa?
Just then, the phone in Jiang Zhirou's hand suddenly vibrated.
She lowered her head, and her gaze fell on the phone in her right palm.
The screen showed a video call invitation from Chi Yu.
Jiang Zhirou felt something flash through her mind quickly. She wanted to hang up the video, but her hand slipped, and she accidentally pressed the answer button.
Chi Yu's voice immediately came out of the screen. "Baby, is the rehearsal over?"
The voice echoed in the quiet room.
Hearing this voice, Jiang Zhirou seemed to be electrocuted. She hung up the video in a hurry.
The next second, the phone vibrated again.
Jiang Zhirou glanced at the screen. It was a message from Chi Yu, showing two words.
【Baby?】
Jiang Zhirou subconsciously tapped on the notification and entered the chat box.
She scrolled through the screen, and it was full of messages from Chi Yu.
Jiang Zhirou's expression changed. A pile of fragmented images flashed through her mind.
Just then, a sharp pain suddenly shot through her brain.
Jiang Zhirou suddenly staggered. Seeing this, Uncle Shen quickly stepped forward to support her. Looking at her with concern, he asked, "Miss Zhirou, are you okay?"
Jiang Zhirou shook her head vigorously, trying to shake off the sharp pain.
But as her movements became more violent, the pain from the depths of her brain became even more intense.
"Uncle Shen, I..."
Before Jiang Zhirou could finish her sentence, the next second, she suddenly fell backward.
"Zhirou!"
Si Moshen, who had just come upstairs, saw her fall straight backward.
Si Moshen stepped forward, picked her up, and quickly walked downstairs.
While walking towards Yue Lan Manor, he shouted to Uncle Shen behind him, "Contact the doctor!"
...
At the same time, on the other side.
Chi Yu held his phone, his eyebrows tightly knitted as he stared at the screen. His hand holding the phone unconsciously tightened slightly.
He didn't get a clear look at the picture on the screen just now. He could only see a general outline.
Qingmian on the other end of the phone only stayed for a second and then hung up the video.
She didn't say a word.
Chi Yu stared intently at the phone screen. It had been almost five minutes since he sent the message, but he still hadn't received a reply.
A sense of unease gradually welled up in his heart.
A moment later, Chi Yu's fingers tapped quickly on the screen. 【Qingmian?】
He waited for two seconds.
There was still no reply from the other end of the phone.
Chi Yu's hand holding the phone trembled uncontrollably.
He didn't hesitate anymore. He quickly scrolled through the contacts on his phone.
Then his gaze stopped on Si Moshen's number.
The next second, he dialed the number.