The family of three boarded the return flight.
The three of them were very tired. Lu Wanggui did not have the time to be sad. He had been away for the past few days, and he had a lot of work piled up. Xiang Xiaoyuan's situation was not much better than his. The convenience store was going to launch a new product. In addition, it was almost Valentine's Day, so she had many things to do.
While Xiang Xiaoyuan was busy working, she received a call from an unknown number. The caller claimed to be a former colleague of the original owner, but they had only worked together for two months. At that time, they were staying in the same accommodation arranged by the company.
The woman said, "Xiaoyuan, I finally got in touch with you."
Xiang Xiaoyuan suppressed the curiosity in her heart and said with a faint smile, "What's up?"
"When we were moving out last time, you asked me if I had seen your notebook, and I said no. However, when I was packing up some time ago, I suddenly found your notebook that was sandwiched in one of my folders. It seemed to be important to you. I thought that if I found it, I would return it to you. But I was not able to contact you."
This colleague lived in a different city. After thanking her, she asked her to send the notebook over by express delivery.
Later, when the delivery arrived, Xiang Xiaoyuan returned home and locked the bedroom door. After taking a deep breath, she slowly opened the parcel and the notebook. She could tell that this notebook was very important to the original owner.
Was it a diary?
The moment she opened it, she was stunned. It looked like a friendship journal of a highschooler. The original owner used a pink watercolor pen to write down some basic information about herself. Her blood type, height, motto, and so on. What puzzled Xiang Xiaoyuan the most was the line at the bottom: [ Best friend: Xiang Xiaoyuan. ]
What did it mean? She herself was her own best friend?
She was puzzled. She flipped to the back and found that this was not a friendship journal. There were no messages from other students at the back. Instead, it was something that the original owner had casually drawn.
There were bunnies, the sea, and trees. When she flipped to the last page, it was a portrait. The girl in the portrait was wearing a school uniform with a ponytail. It was an ordinary outfit, but the more Xiang Xiaoyuan looked at it, the more familiar it seemed. She felt like she had seen this girl somewhere before.
Suddenly, a thought popped into her mind.
That was her when she was in high school.
Xiang Xiaoyuan quivered and quickly denied it. No, no, no, she looked exactly like the original owner. The original owner must have painted herself. She flipped and found several self-portraits of the original owner. Although she felt that it was strange, some people would indeed paint their own pictures.
However, the last painting in the book shocked Xiang Xiaoyuan.
In this painting, there were no beautiful fireworks and a romantic castle. The girl in the painting was wearing a furry long skirt and a cute headband. Her smile was bright and brilliant.
This was her!
She clearly remembered that a few months before she transmigrated, she had gone to the amusement park with her best friend. At that time, she was wearing this set of clothes and a headband.
Was all of this a coincidence? If it wasn't a coincidence, then why was her portrait drawn on the original owner's notebook? Weren't they from two different worlds?
She closed the notebook abruptly, and her heart beat so fast that it almost burst through her chest.
When Lu Wanggui returned, Xiang Xiaoyuan had already calmed down. At least outsiders couldn't tell that something was wrong with her. When Lu Wanggui came out of the bathroom, he looked at the time and saw that Xiang Xiaoyuan was still awake. He asked, "Why are you still awake? Is something on your mind?"
Xiang Xiaoyuan had already prepared an excuse. "The convenience store has been quite busy recently, as I have to prepare for Valentine's Day. I drank a cup of strong coffee in the afternoon, so I can't fall asleep now."
Lu Wanggui was a little sleepy. He still had to take a flight to another city early in the morning for a meeting, but he suggested, "If you can't fall asleep, why don't we watch a movie together?"
Xiang Xiaoyuan was surprised. "It's almost twelve o'clock. You want to watch a midnight movie?"
Lu Wanggui paused. "No, there's a private theater at home."
Xiang Xiaoyuan: "..."
She agreed. She couldn't sleep anyway. She wouldn't be able to figure it out just by thinking about it. So she decided to watch a movie to distract herself.
The two of them went to the movie room. Lu Wanggui actually didn't know how to operate the equipment, so Xiang Xiaoyuan came over to help.. The two of them worked together and finally got it working.