Yan Ke looked at the person before her, and for some reason, the figure of someone else suddenly appeared in her mind.
The only difference was that the indistinct figure in her hazy memories looked about seven years old.
Could it be...
“Was our first meeting really at that summer camp in high school?” Yan Ke asked.
Lu Qin smiled without answering.
*
He turned and walked to the desk, took a small trinket that looked like a pendant from the drawer, and handed it to Yan Ke, gesturing for her to take a look.
The pendant looked quite old. Flecks of wood dust could still be seen on it, and at a glance, it didn’t seem to have been carved from the finest wood.
But perhaps a coat of oil had kept it from rotting due to dampness and the like.
*
Yan Ke held it in her hand and weighed it a few times.
No matter how she looked at it, she couldn’t find anything unusual.
Just as she was about to return it, she suddenly noticed what seemed to be writing on it!
*
This time, Yan Ke’s eyes widened as she examined it closely.
A few minutes later, she said,
“Lu Qin, I remember where we first met.”
