Ying Shao is a Girl - Chapter 503

   Chapter 503 A flower weeps blood, a prophecy (5)

   The tingling sensation in the heart has slowly disappeared.

   Ying Junchu could no longer remember what he was going to do or worry about.

   All the memories of Ling Yiche have been erased from her mind, leaving no trace.

The    teenager seemed to have never appeared in her life.

   She couldn’t even remember the name Ling Yiche.

  She…what is she going to do?

   She froze in place, thinking for a long time, but couldn’t come up with it.

  Yingjun looked puzzled at the beginning, then she turned the car around and went back to Ying’s house.

   Today she is 18 years old. She remembers that Yinghua once told her that when she is 18, she can go back to Ying’s house to get that thing.

  Although she has no feelings for Yinghua, she still listens to Yinghua’s words.

   Ying Junchu has always been very organized about her things. She can still easily find the key to the storage room that Yinghua gave her more than a year ago.

  —Jun Chu, now I’ll give you the key to this storage room, but you have to promise me that you can only open it when you are an adult, and then take off the things on the cabinet.

   Yinghua’s words back then clearly came to her mind.

   without a word.

  Ying Junchu’s cold hand clenched the small and exquisite silver key in his palm slightly.

   The eyebrows are slightly condensed, why is there an uneasy feeling inexplicably.

very bad.

   She accelerated her speed, the black car was speeding on the highway, and soon arrived at Ying’s house.

   She didn’t go to the hall of Ying’s house, but went straight to the unremarkable storage room in the corner.

   When Lord Ying returned to Ying’s house for the first time, he usually only came back when he had something to do. Going to the hall was just a formality.

   She inserted the small and exquisite silver key into the keyhole, twisted it gently, and made a crisp sound, which was particularly loud in the quiet environment.

   A retro box with intricate patterns on the sandalwood cabinet in the front right of the storage room.

  No one can enter the storage room at ordinary times, so the storage room is not cleaned, the sandalwood cabinet is full of dust, but the box is spotless.

   The scene in front of me is almost the same as the scene I saw more than a year ago.

  It seems that the dust on the sandalwood cabinets is exactly the same.

   There are no changes.

   Time seems frozen here and no longer flows.

   Ying Junchu reached out and took off a retro box with intricate patterns on the sandalwood cabinet.

   There is no special mystery on the surface of the box.

  Yingjun Chu placed his sharply articulated hand on the opening of the box, touched it lightly, and the box opened by itself.

   A white light appeared before his eyes.

   Little by little memories of her that did not belong to the present flooded into her mind.

  The dusty memory opened the closed gate, and the scene in front of me kept changing.

   She felt that she was gradually becoming a complete self.

   At that moment, she clearly saw all the past.

   One after another, the mysteries that puzzled her were finally solved.

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   The sky was gloomy, grey and oppressive.

   This is an unusual weather in the clear autumn when the sky is high and crisp.

   Sacrifice the spirit with blood, and the flower of prophecy will succeed.

   This prophecy flower that was watered by a lot of blood was finally counted as alive in the true sense.

  Chenhua has changed from a huge flower plant to a small potted plant. In the white porcelain flowerpot, it looks extraordinarily delicate and exquisite.

   But the flowers at this time, not a single petal is flowing red, it is very charming and gorgeous.

  People’s eyes have been on the petals for a long time, as if they will be sucked in. Its petals seem to dye everything in the world into a coquettish crimson.

  Ye Wangchuan held the prophecy flower to Qingwei.

   This is the agreement between them, Ye Wangchuan helps Qingwei to feed Xuanhua, and Qingwei performs a heaven-defying technique to resurrect Ye Shengqiu.

   It was just a transaction between them.

   But Ye Wangchuan bet all his things for this transaction.

   (end of this chapter)