Pushing open the rusted big door, Jian Ran walked in carefully.
"Of course, you're back!"
While he was in a trance, that familiar gentle and kind voice sounded once again by Jian Ran's ear.
Jian Ran stopped and looked around, but she didn't see anything, and the sound beside her ears was also gone.
Jian Ran continued to walk inside until she arrived at the main house. She pushed open the door, and a thick, pungent smell of mold assaulted her nose.
Jian Ran stood at the door, and what she saw was no longer a room filled with cobwebs, but a young woman holding a little girl and playing around.
The pink little girl's face was covered in mud like a kitten, but the woman didn't mind at all. She took a towel and gently wiped the little girl's face.
"Of course. Auntie just cleaned the floor, where did you bring back all the mud?"
"Of course, mom will take you to look in the mirror and show you how dirty your face is."
"Of course, girls need to be quiet and not be naughty."
"Of course …"
The woman's gentle voice entered Jian Ran's ears, warming her heart.
Mother loved cleanliness. Before, she would help the servants clean up the house, wiping the floor over and over again. The wooden floor was so bright that it could be used as a mirror.
Mother?
Unconsciously, Jian Ran thought of all of this in her mind. She thought of his mother, and how she loved cleanliness.
He smiled at the thought of his mother, who would always hold her in her arms. Girls need to be gentle, girls need to be beautiful, girls need to love to be clean …
Jian Ran could hear his mother's voice clearly, and she also gradually got a clear look at his mother's young appearance.
Many familiar scenes rushed into Jian Ran's mind. She remembered that she was called Jian Ran, and her mother had always called her with gentleness.
But all she could recall was her mother's memory of when she was young and how she died, and she still couldn't remember.
"Mom …" Jian Ran closed her eyes and took a deep breath, before he said, "I'm back. I came back to see you. "
Jian Ran walked up the stairs and reached his mother's room. The room was already filled with spider webs and dust, it did not look like it did when his mother lived there back then.
The image of her mother crying inside her room was something that had been going on for a long time already. It was a memory that came from the depths of Jian Ran's mind, and now, her mother was no longer there.
But how did my mother leave? Was it really as Ling Feiyu said, related to Jian Zhengtian?
Jian Ran still couldn't remember, but she wasn't in a hurry. She had already thought of a few things, it was a good start.
She believed that as long as she worked harder, she would definitely recall all her memories of the past.
Jian Ran continued to wander around the room that was filled with spider webs and dust. She continued to search through her memories, but to no avail.
At the end of the corridor on the second floor was a miscellaneous room.
With the door shut, Jian Ran knew from the three words above the door that this was a trash room.
She stood in front of the door for a moment, considered it, then turned the handle and pushed the door open.
There were no windows in the room, and it was very dark inside. There were all kinds of junk piled up there, and the smell of mildew was even heavier than outside.
Jian Ran pressed on the wall and switched on the light, but regretfully, because it had been abandoned for a long time, the water and water supply had stopped for a long time.
Using the light coming from the door, Jian Ran walked over here, and looked around. Not long later, the door suddenly closed, and Jian Ran heard the sound of the door being locked.
Ever since he had been trapped in the hospital's elevator for the entire night, the confined, small and dark space became the fear in Jian Ran's heart.
She rushed to the door almost immediately, wanting to open it and rush out, but the door was locked from the outside and she could not open it.
The door could not be opened, the house was in complete darkness, Jian Ran was unable to leave, the terrifying experience from the past had stimulated every single one of Jian Ran's brain nerves.
She knocked on the door and screamed for help. "Is there anyone? Open the door and let me out …"
She shouted for a long time until her voice was hoarse, but no one opened the door for her.
It was as if she had returned to the night she had been trapped in the elevator a few years back, and no one had come to save her, no matter how she had called, leaving her in the tiny, claustrophobic elevator for most of the night.
If those people had found her later, she might have died because there was no oxygen in the elevator.
There was no one by his side yet again after experiencing such a thing, so Jian Ran's fear could be imagined.
She was curled up in a corner, her arms wrapped around her legs. Her body was shivering so much that her upper teeth were knocking against her lower teeth. She had long since lost the ability to think.
After an unknown period of time, the door was kicked open by someone, and with a bang, the door fell to the ground. Dust flew everywhere, and light once again shined into the room.
"Jian Ran!"
Jian Ran heard someone calling her name, and was very familiar with the warm voice. The low and heavy voice, was the most beautiful voice she had ever heard in her entire life.
She opened her mouth and wanted to reply to him, but she discovered that her entire body had already turned soft. She couldn't even shout out his name.
Qin Yue quickly swept a glance inside the house, then took two steps to her side and hugged her trembling body. "Jian Ran, don't be afraid, everything's alright."
Being held in Qin Yue's arms, Jian Ran discovered that she had already become a pile of soft mud, but she would still be afraid because of him.
She couldn't remember much about the two of them, but she no longer doubted his intentions towards her, or the feelings she had for him in her heart.
If he had any ulterior motives towards her, he would never have given her such a sense of security.
Even if she couldn't remember who his wife used to be, it was undeniable that her heart was once again drawn to this man.
How could one not be tempted by such a considerate and gentle man?
Only after a long while did Jian Ran raise her head from her embrace. Facing Qin Yue's worried and pained gaze, his heart also felt a bit of pain.
She said, "Qin Yue, I'm sorry! I won't worry you anymore. "
Regardless of whether or not she could remember their past, Jian Ran still wanted him to become his wife. She wanted him to hold her hand and never let go.
"It's fine, let's go back first." Qin Yue kissed her forehead, then carried her by his waist and walked out with large strides.
Sitting in the car, Jian Ran looked back at the place where she used to live.
The sky gradually darkened. It had been a long time since anyone had lived here, and weeds had grown all over the place. This small building gave off an indescribably desolate feeling.
After placing Jian Ran in the car, Qin Yue instructed the driver to drive, before saying a single word. His eyes were gloomy and he looked like he was angry.