Wanwan turned around and looked at Sikong Yuecang, asking him with her eyes whether he wanted to tell Zimo about this.
Sikong Yuecang thought for a while, then nodded gently to her.
After receiving Sikong Yuecang's approval, Wanwan no longer had any scruples in her heart.
She approached Zimo and lowered her voice, "We are going to Long Yu Country."
After hearing what she said, Zimo took off a string of jade beads on his hand and said, "Take this."
Wanwan stretched out her hand to take the jade bead, and a chilling feeling immediately came to her heart.
Zimo looked at the string of jade beads in her palm and couldn't help but smile.
This string of jade beads belongs to her. It was left to her by her mother when she was dying. There is also a string of black jade stones that her mother left to her. She said it was given to her by her father. If she meets her beloved in the future,
He was a young woman, so he gave her the string of black jade stones.
That string of black jade stones, he had given it to Yue'er since he met her.
Wanwan looked at the jade beads in her hand, feeling a little dazed for a moment. She always felt that this string of jade beads looked familiar.
It was like she had seen this string of jade beads a long time ago.
But... what she can be sure of is... this is really the first time she has seen this string of beads.
"This is...?"
What did he mean by giving this string of beads to himself?
"If you take this string of beads, I can find you."
Wanwan held the jade beads and nodded.
After Zimo left, Wanwan was still staring at the string of jade beads.
Seeing her looking at the string of beads so absorbedly, Sikong Yuecang couldn't help but ask, "Wanwan, what are you looking at?"
Wanwan raised her head and looked at him, frowning slightly and said, "Yue Cang, it's so strange."
Why did the string of beads look familiar to her the more she looked at them.
"Hmm, what's up?"
He walked to the bedside and sat down, "Yue Cang, I think this string of beads looks familiar."
Sikong Yuecang took the jade bead from her hand and looked at it carefully.
"Wanwan... this string of beads... looks a bit familiar to me."
Sikong Yuecang gently stroked the jade beads, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity came to her heart.