Chapter 3 Unsolved Mysteries three
After school, I went to the city library with Yuan Yichen. The city library is located in the center of the city, surrounded by tall buildings. It is like a jewel that has fallen into the dust, hidden in a corner of the downtown. There are so many people around, but there are still not many people in the library.
Yuan Yichen and I went straight to the history area on the fifth floor and started looking for books separately. It was so big that it was not easy to find a history book whose name I didn't know. I read hard, and the sunlight outside the French window gradually became dim. The lights in the library were turned on, making the inside seem even more empty.
"Found it!" Yuan Yichen suddenly ran to my side holding a thick book. Because he was too excited, his voice was a little loud, and then he lowered it, looking at the people around him apologetically, with a blush on his face.
"Have you found it? It really is there!"
I didn't have much hope at first. After all, the dynasty and year were not clearly stated when the Dream Soul exhibition was held. I didn't expect that Yuan Yichen could actually find it. It's really amazing.
Yuan Yichen opened a thick book for me to see. On one page was a picture of a dream soul, and next to it was a short paragraph of text: "During the Han Dynasty, a remote country used to worship a sacrifice called the Dream Soul. It was a magical tool used exclusively by wizards. Legend has it that it had magical powers that could hypnotize people, make them disappear, and even take them into another time and space. Later, the country was destroyed for no reason, and the Dream Soul was lost from then on."
"It's so short, the Han Dynasty, so long ago, and it's written like a myth. It's a sacrificial object, a wizard's magic weapon, it can hypnotize, and it's from another time and space!" Although the painting style is rough, I can still recognize the appearance of the dream soul and even the details of the dream soul. I touched the dream soul in the picture, it seemed like it was mine, and I felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Yuan Yichen held my hand, his tone revealing a hint of excitement: "Xiao Wu, have you thought of anything?"
My face turned red and I pulled my hand out of his palm. His hand was warm and wet, which made me feel uncomfortable. Yuan Yichen also felt it. He took his hand back and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was too excited."
"It's okay, I'm not used to it... I didn't expect anything, I just felt it was a little familiar..." I was also quite embarrassed. "Since it's from the Han Dynasty, let's start looking from the Han Dynasty and keep looking." I walked towards the area of ancient books from the Han Dynasty.
I looked through the books but couldn't find any about the dream soul. I didn't know how Yuan Yichen found it so quickly. My eyes were tired from reading and my stomach started to growl. I put the book down and looked at the night outside the window. I couldn't help but yawn.
"Yuan Yichen, let's go first. The library is about to close." I stretched my muscles and said to Yuan Yichen who was still flipping through a book.
Yuan Yichen blinked his eyes, his eyes were a little red, he put down the book and stood up, with an apologetic smile on his face: "Sorry, I was too engrossed just now, what do you want to eat, I'll treat you to a meal."
"I don't really want to eat anything, just something simple." I'm really hungry now.
I just didn’t expect Yuan Yichen to take me to eat hamburgers. We both sat in KFC, each eating a hamburger. The familiar environment also diluted the awkwardness between us.
"I liked eating KFC very much when I was a kid, but my parents thought it was unhealthy, and they stipulated that I could only eat it if I got first place in the exam. So, I got first place in every exam, but then I met a guy, and after I got to know him, I was no longer first place. Later, when I ate KFC, I would just follow him to get it..." Yuan Yichen became more and more sad as he spoke, and he lowered his head and sipped the Coke.
I thought about myself and it seems that I have never encountered this kind of problem.
"You are putting pressure on yourself. Work hard to get your favorite food and toys, but don't be too obsessed, especially when comparing yourself with others. There is always someone better than you. How can you always be number one? There will always be someone better than you."
"Well, so, are you always so happy? I feel like I feel relaxed every time I see you." Yuan Yichen looked up at me with shining eyes.
I felt a sense of oppression for no reason, and quickly took two sips of Coke to calm myself down: "I'm a carefree person and won't think too much. Whoever wants to compete can go ahead, I don't care. I'm full and I'm going home." I put down the Coke and said.
Yuan Yichen gave a helpless smile: "Okay, go home and continue tomorrow."
"You don't have to see me off. I can walk by myself. It's very close." I refused his request to see me off. I still like to be alone and free. It always feels weird .
I breathed a sigh of relief as Yuan Yichen disappeared into the night. I took out my phone to check the time. It was already past nine o'clock, so I could just walk home to digest some food. As I was walking slowly home, I felt someone following me from behind.
My home is in the downtown area. At this time, most people are out for a walk. The security system is also very good. I clenched my fists and told myself to relax. At the same time, I searched in my mind for ways to shake him off. As a girl who has lived alone for many years, I still have some common sense of self-help! I turned left and right countless times, and finally sat down in the security room and told the security uncle about the situation of being followed.
The security guard insisted on sending me to my doorstep, and after confirming several times that no one was home and that there were no suspicious people near my home, he let me lock the door and leave. I locked myself in the house, but I was still so nervous that my palms were sweating.
Is there any connection between the appearance of Menghun, my entry into the comics, and the stalking I am experiencing now? I stood in front of the window and watched the traffic outside. Suddenly, a familiar figure came into my sight. I quickly took out my binoculars to see. It was Yan Yimu! He was dressed in black, wearing a hat, and was walking around with an angry look on his face!
Yan Yimu is following me?! Countless question marks popped up in my mind. Indeed, I met him the first time I saw Menghun, and then a series of things happened... Yan Yimu, who are you? I leaned on the glass and looked at Yan Yimu, who looked like a black dot, and sighed deeply. Yan Yimu, what is your purpose in appearing beside me?!
