CHAPTER 85

After this prolonged and tender kiss, both of them were slightly breathless.

"Oh, by the way, that little toy from yesterday... Where did you get it? I'll put it back."

Ye Chengxing didn't know where Li Jia had gotten the little toy from, so she casually cleaned it and placed it in the room. However, she hadn't had the chance to ask at the time. Now that it came to mind, she mentioned it in passing.

Li Jia's eyes flickered for a moment upon hearing her words. She nodded and said, "It's in a room on the third floor. You don't have to put it back. I'll take care of it later."

Ye Chengxing noticed a momentary unnatural expression on Li Jia's face when she mentioned putting it back.

It was like although she said to wait, there wasn't really an intention to retrieve it. The more obvious implication was that she didn't want Ye Chengxing to go and put it back. She tactfully pushed her words aside.

However, Ye Chengxing didn't find anything too strange about it. After all, she had just casually mentioned it, and Li Jia was currently clinging to her affectionately. So she simply nodded and moved on from the topic.

But later that night, when they were on the verge of falling asleep, Ye Chengxing felt Li Jia gently get up. She thought Li Jia believed she was asleep and took out the little toy that had been placed in the cabinet, then opened the bedroom door.

Ye Chengxing was actually almost asleep, but she became slightly alert upon sensing Li Jia's subtle movements.

In fact, Li Jia didn't make much noise throughout the whole process, and the bedroom remained quiet, not reaching a disruptive level.

But... why go and put it back in the middle of the night?

Ye Chengxing recalled the faintly unnatural expression that appeared on Li Jia's face when they discussed the topic during the day.

Was she deliberately scheduling it for the evening to avoid her?

She couldn't see it last night, but today she had basically explored every corner of the villa during the day, so she naturally knew about the locked room on the third floor.

Li Jia's expression had frozen slightly when she saw that room, and Ye Chengxing didn't want to make her uncomfortable, so she simply skipped over that room without any intention of opening it.

Now, thinking about it, there must be some connection between that room and Li Jia.

Could it be that she was hiding something there?

Speaking of which, when she saw that room during the day, she felt as if there was a vague memory surfacing, but before she could grasp it, it slipped away from her again.

As she reminisced in her mind, Ye Chengxing realized that she had left the bedroom and was now heading towards the third floor.

She bit her lip.

Even if Li Jia was really hiding something, she shouldn't have followed her to see.

But despite knowing that, whenever she thought about that room, her body became somewhat uncontrollable.

There was even an inexplicable intuition δΈ€

That room had a deep connection to their past.

From the second floor to the third floor, there were only a few stairs. As Ye Chengxing climbed the stairs, she couldn't help but wonder how she would explain herself if she happened to encounter Li Jia midway.

After all, secretly following her didn't feel right, especially when she knew it wasn't right but still followed anyway.

She thought of many possibilities as she ascended the stairs, but she never imagined that after reaching the third floor, she would be greeted by this scene.

Li Jia had probably arranged everything properly.

The mysterious locked door from earlier in the day was now open, revealing everything inside.

And there she stood in front of the door, silently shedding tears.

She cried so quietly that not a single sound escaped her.

If it weren't for the tears trickling down her cheeks, one wouldn't even notice she was crying just by looking at her back.

In that instant, it felt like her heart was overwhelmed with pain.

And as she saw what was inside the room in that second, the hazy and blurred memories broke free from their confines completely.


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