Chapter III, Section 1

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In the morning, the familiar ringing of bells woke me from my groggy sleep. Reluctantly, I rolled over, half-blinded, reached out my left hand from the quilt, fumbled for the phone on the bedside table, pressed the answer button, and put it to my ear.

"Hey, that one?" I asked, confused.

"Xiaoxi, I'm Haoyan, haven't gotten up yet?" Haoyan's slightly deep voice sounded on the other side.

"Ah, I slept late yesterday, is there anything wrong with me?" I replied casually, still asleep.

"Oh, didn't you tell me that you wanted to enter the newspaper library's newspaper room?

As soon as I heard the words "Tibetan newspaper room", I sobered up a little. "Really, when will I go in and check it out?" I said, sitting up from my bed.

"Well, why don't we have a meal together at noon today, let's discuss it specifically. Haoyan seemed to think for a while and said.

"Okay, I'll invite you to dinner, how about meeting at the western restaurant opposite the newspaper building at 12 o'clock?" I said happily.

"Well, I'll see you then. Haoyan replied.

"Well, thank you in advance, bye-bye" I hung up the phone, like a deflated ball, and fell back on the soft bed. Uh-huh, uh-huh, the soft bed is so comfortable, I still want to sleep! Inadvertently, my right hand touched an iron hard object on the bed. I fumbled with a little curiosity, picked it up and put it in front of me to see that it was my mother's hairpin!!

Looking at the hairpins, I can't help but think of what happened yesterday. By the way, yesterday wasn't a dream, right? It's a real thing, so why can I see it? The only thing that has anything to do with my mother is this hairpin, and I used mind-reading without intention, and did I see a memory in the hairpin? Now I am in a state of near-collapse, which is very similar to the excessive use of mind-reading when I was a child. And the reason why I saw this clip is probably because I saw Aunt Shenhong resurrected at night, and I saw the relationship between the Grim Reaper? If this is true, is it possible to read the memory of the hairpin as long as I encounter something related to the memory of the hairpin? Finally, I can know what happened to my mother that night? and then I can find a way to find my mother? Well, no matter what, the only clue that can be tried now is it, and it is worth trying.

After thinking about it for a while, I didn't feel sleepy, and I got a clue, which also gave me a glimmer of hope for the way forward. "Well, it's up! a new day has begun, come on!!" I said to myself, as if my whole body had become stronger. I stretched my waist, got out of bed, went into the bathroom and took a hot shower, completely sobered up, changed into a set of refreshing clothes, and left the poison manor in good spirits.

The restaurant I made an appointment with Hao Yan is located in the commercial area of the town, the prices are low, and the service is more authentic Italian food, so the nearby salarymen and students like to come here, and there are almost always long queues on weekends and festivals. Today, when I arrived, the restaurant had just started serving lunch, and it wasn't a weekend, so there weren't too many people. Since I prefer to be quiet, I picked a table for two in the corner slightly inside, ordered a glass of apple juice, and picked up a magazine from the restaurant to pass the time.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late. Haoyan greeted me warmly.

"It's okay, I've only been here for a short time" Inadvertently, I looked up at the wall clock on the wall, it was already 12:05.

"What do you want, sir?" asked the attendant, who came up to him deftly.

"Well, bring me a Victorian bolognese rice and a glass of tomato juice. Haoyan didn't even look at the menu and ordered directly.

"Well, I want a sardine pasta" Since I had already read the menu, I immediately ordered the dish I wanted. The waiter politely put away the menu, filled each of our goblets with boiling water, and turned to leave.

"Ah, I can't tell, you're still a regular here," I said, trying to speak.

"Because, there is only such a restaurant in the neighborhood that serves tomato juice," Haoyan said with a wry smile.

"I can't see it, you like tomato juice," I said, smiling.

"Perhaps," Haoyan replied, and from his words, I felt a trace of helplessness. After that, the two of us didn't talk to each other, both of us were silent, and I just lowered my head and drank apple juice through a straw, while Haoyan was looking out the window, as if waiting for something.

"Let's talk about the newspaper room" After coming over for a while, Haoyan broke the deadlock.

"Hmm," I replied.

"Did you know that 10 years ago, there was a fire in our newspaper building?" asked Haoyan.

"Ah, I don't know, I was young," I said in surprise.

"The fire burned down almost the entire newspaper room," Haoyan explained. Hearing the words that all the newspapers were almost burned out, I opened my mouth in astonishment and couldn't even make a sound.

"Don't worry, there's still a little bit left. However, because it is so precious, the boss forbids any outsiders to enter and rummage through it. Haoyan continued.

"So, what should I do?" I said, a little dejected.

"Wait a while, the guards will pass in front of the restaurant, and then go home for a lunch break, and we'll sneak in at that time, how about it?" Haoyan said with a smile.

"Hmm," I nodded happily.

"The expression is so rich," Haoyan muttered in a low voice.

"What?" I looked at Haoyan in surprise.

"It's nothing," Haoyan said, pursing her lips.

After that, neither of us talked again, just silently watched the street, waiting for the moment. In this way, Haoyan and I sneaked into the newspaper office's newspaper collection room to find any reports about my mother.

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Well,That's it here.,It's three days late to update.,I'm very sorry.,I'm sorry for the readers.,I wanted to update it on Saturday.,But,The bell is really very, very unlucky.,Actually coughed and had a high fever.,Traveled at home for four days.。。。。 I almost wanted to pull the bell to the hospital to see if I was going to be isolated. Uh-huh, this week's holiday, it is estimated that Saturday will not be updated, En, May Day update。。。。。。。