In the end, Song Xiaoxiao did not accompany the president on a business trip, but was forced to take three days off to rest.

Song Xiaoxiao, who swallowed cold medicine after returning home, fell asleep in a daze, still in a dream, Lao Dao's face flickered, and the black wooden card in Lao Dao's hand flashed with a faint light.

After having such a dream in a row, Song Xiaoxiao knew that it was time to find the wooden card by herself, and maybe there would be a clue; As for the sloppy old man, who knows where he went, and when he was fated to meet again, ask carefully.

A week before the accident, Song Xiaoxiao deposited the wooden sign in a café that he frequented, and half of the café was separated by the proprietress of the leisure bookstore, where you could sit and read books, drink coffee and chat, because it was a café that Song Xiaoxiao often went to, and the proprietress was very familiar, so Song Xiaoxiao had a small wooden code cabinet next to the wall of the bookstore in the compartment, which contained his own treasured books, and it was also the last time he went to the café, he put the wooden card in the code cabinet.

Song Xiaoxiao, who slept comfortably after taking the medicine, got up and changed her clothes and went out, going to the café on Luoming Street, which was her secret base.

Standing at the door of the café, Song Xiaoxiao had a feeling of being in a different world, and walked in after looking at it for a while, everything was still so familiar, the wooden café decoration, the flower craft placed in the right corner, and the still relatively quiet environment, Song Xiaoxiao's habitual sitting position was still a rocking chair with a backrest next to a round wooden pier with a clear texture, with an old color, but it made people feel very comfortable.

Song Xiaoxiao squinted her eyes and leaned on the backrest, as if she had returned to the past for a moment, and after an hour of quiet like this, Song Xiaoxiao still opened her eyes, walked to the locker against the wall, squatted down and slowly raised her hand to gently rub the locker like a cherished treasure.

Successfully opened the lockbox, which made Song Xiaoxiao very happy, the proprietress did not change the lockbox because of Tang Xiaoxiao's death, or it was not too late, no matter what the reason, Song Xiaoxiao was very grateful, and successfully took out the wooden card, Song Xiaoxiao took the wooden card and put the red rope on his neck and put it on his neck.

Maybe it was greedy for the breath of the past, Song Xiaoxiao sat in the café and asked for a cup of coffee and read a book, and did not leave until it closed.

Song Xiaoxiao didn't know that all her actions were seen by the proprietress, maybe it was because she actually knew the password of the locker and opened it and took away something, the proprietress felt that maybe she was Tang Xiaoxiao's friend, so she didn't ask.

Such a quiet girl after coming to the café has been remembered by the proprietress since then.

For Tang Xiaoxiao's death, the proprietress has heard of it, and there are some confusing gossips that Tang Xiaoxiao was assassinated, involving the Tang family's property, Tang Xiaoxiao, a disgraced eldest lady, is naturally a thorn in the side of the favored second lady and her stepmother, not to mention that everyone in the circle also knows that Tang Xiaoxiao's father does not like Tang Xiaoxiao. There was no evidence for anything, and the gossip was slowly faded.

In any case, the proprietress felt sorry for Tang Xiaoxiao's death, such a beautiful and intelligent girl suffered this disaster at a young age, and the locker should be left for her as a memorial.

I can't tell why, Song Xiaoxiao, who got the wooden card, felt inexplicably relieved at the moment, lying on the bed in the bedroom, looking at the sky blankly. This is the 4th month after her rebirth, and everything seems to have not changed, but they are all changing, such as herself and Chen Qiaoan.

In a daze, no one knew what Song Xiaoxiao was thinking, the deep night came, and there were not a few stars in the sky.