"Good morning, Yang Liu." As Yang Liu just punched in, a head popped out from behind her, approached Yang Liu, and punched in as well.

"Zhao Yunduo? You come quite early today." Yang Liu knew it was Zhao Yunduo as soon as she heard it, and she turned her head to move away from Zhao Yunduo and keep some distance.

"Sister Yang, too~" Zhao Yunduo was not annoyed when she saw Yang Liu avoid her. Instead, she smiled and walked forward to hold her wrist, walking hand in hand like sisters.

Yang Liu didn't come early at all, it's just that she was tortured by a lot of troubles and woke up early.

As soon as she entered the office, Yang Liu packed up and sat down to ask Xiang Zhao Yunduo, "By the way, where's Wen Ya? Why didn't she come with you?"

On weekdays, Wen Ya always came to work with Yang Liu. At this time, she didn't see Wen Ya following Zhao Yunduo, so she asked out of curiosity.

"She said she wanted to surf the Internet, so she won't come." Zhao Yunduo put down her bag, pulled out a chair, sat down, and moved closer to Yang Liu. "Hey! Yang Liu, have you noticed that this world is starting to become more and more normal and real?"

Yang Liu glanced at her. She was really curious about how Zhao Yunduo could be so meticulous and broad-minded. It was really magical.

"Yes, it is." Yang Liu buried his head in organizing documents, and his reply was absent-minded.

"Are you unhappy? We don't have to go back anymore." Zhao Yunduo tilted her head to look at Yang Liu's expression in confusion, but found that Yang Liu's eyes were empty, as if his mind was not on the documents in his hand.

"Yang Liu, what are you thinking about?" Zhao Yunduo reached out and pushed Yang Liu, only to see her body sway and fall to one side. Zhao Yunduo was so scared that she thought she was going to faint, so she quickly reached out and grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

Yang Liu stared blankly ahead. She felt like a badger that couldn't find any melons in a melon field. She stared blankly at the empty space ahead, feeling as helpless as if she were on a prairie.

"I'm tired." Yang Liu said as she slowly closed her eyes and sighed, looking exhausted.

"Why are you so worried? You look so depressed." Zhao Yunduo saw that Yang Liu looked like she was dying, so she held her shoulders with both hands and shook them vigorously. Yang Liu shook her body with her movements as if she had no bones, making weak sounds. "Wake up! Stop being passive!"

Zhao Yunduo shook her harder and harder, almost pulling Yang Liu off her seat. Yang Liu felt that her brain was confused after being shaken by Zhao Yunduo. She felt so confused that she wanted to give up and had no desire to work at all.

"Stop shaking, it's killing me." Yang Liu's voice was sometimes high and sometimes low. Zhao Yunduo saw that her eyes were blurred and she stopped abruptly. She raised her hand and shook it in front of Yang Liu's eyes to see her eyes move with it before she withdrew her hand. "Why are you so listless? It's like you lost your soul."

Yang Liu glanced at Zhao Yunduo and took a long breath. He tilted his head and said with a blank look on his face. "I feel it's almost done."

She was almost going crazy. How could there be such an uncooperative heroine? She was simply the culprit that lowered her work efficiency. When Yang Liu thought about how Wen Ya knew the whole story but pretended to have amnesia and watched them busy like fools, she felt a nameless rage rising. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She wished she could pull this annoying little girl over and give her a severe lesson, forcing her to tell the truth.

But it was obvious that this little girl would not listen to any tricks.

She can't do anything.

"Come to think of it, you are the leader of Wen Ya's fan club. Do you have any gossip that others don't know but you know?" Yang Liu glanced at Zhao Yunduo unintentionally with a distracted look in his eyes, but an idea suddenly flashed in his mind. He stood up straight, grabbed Zhao Yunduo's arms and began to ask.

"Ah... let me think about it..." Zhao Yunduo was suddenly interrupted by Yang Liu's attack and couldn't think straight. He was stunned for a while before speaking slowly.

"During the first two flashbacks, I was more concerned about her. But after I flashed back again, my mind became a little unstable and I couldn't remember her for a while?" Zhao Yunduo was stunned. Looking at Yang Liu's serious expression, she explained in a low voice.

“………”Yang Liu let go of Zhao Yunduo listlessly and threw it on the table with a bang.

She is really about to break into pieces.

"Hey...it's not that I completely forgot about it. It's just that I'm working and it's not very convenient. How about you come to my house today and we can talk in detail. I have first-hand information and news about Wen Ya and I can check it out." Zhao Yunduo saw that Yang Liu looked like she was dying. Although she didn't know why Yang Liu cared so much about Wen Ya, she had to speak up to save this beautiful woman who was about to break.

If she has any questions, she can ask in private!

Yang Liu's eyes, which had just lost their luster, brightened up again. She looked up at Zhao Yunduo, who was holding her hand and shaking it again and again with gratitude. "That's great. Thank you, my savior!"

When it was night, Yang Liu followed Zhao Yunduo to the manor that had left her with a certain psychological trauma. It was a familiar place, but this time Yang Liu saw what a rich person's room was like. It was luxuriously decorated and filled with lockers of all sizes. After Zhao Yunduo arranged for Yang Liu to sit down, she walked towards a curtain. It was very large and wide, almost covering the entire wall. When Yang Liu was wondering, Zhao Yunduo pulled it open and she saw that the whole wall was filled with grids of various sizes, filled with all kinds of cheering peripherals.

"There are a lot of things. Wait for me to look for them."

Zhao Yunduo reached her hand down and searched for a long time. Just when Yang Liu was about to fall asleep, she finally pulled out a bulging sealed bag from a pile of miscellaneous peripherals.

"Inside this, Wenya's family background, personal hobbies, emotional experiences, and everything else are clearly listed here. Take a look." Zhao Yunduo handed the sealed bag to Yang Liu, then went back to continue digging.

"I remember there are more. It's been too long, let me look for it again." Zhao Yunduo said as she continued to search. These were the first things she sorted out and wrote down after her retrospection this time. Later, she arranged for someone to keep an eye on Wen Ya's movements at all times.

After Wen Ya debuted, under the pressure of heaven, I started chasing stars and supporting Wen Ya again, and I didn’t know where the pressure was.

Yang Liu nodded and opened the sealed bag. She roughly flipped through it and scratched the paper with her fingernails to mark the key points.

Zhao Yunduo was still searching, and Yang Liu was still looking. Unconsciously, the files around Yang Liu were piling up more and more, getting higher and higher. These included newspapers and magazines from some of Wenya's interviews, as well as various discs, USB flash drives and videotapes. Zhao Yunduo thought at the time, it would be better to prepare a copy for each one in case they were lost.

Zhao Yunduo flipped through all the relevant and useful information and handed it to Yang Liu. The system naturally could not sort out such detailed things, so Yang Liu had to slowly look through them, hoping to truly understand Wen Ya and find some clues.

By the time Yang Liu finished reading, it was already late. When the moon was high in the sky, she finally found the whole story among the things collected by Wen Ya. The fog was cleared and the mystery was revealed. Yang Liu suddenly felt enlightened and the air became fresher.

After all, try to check things yourself if you can. Points are hard to earn, so the more you can save, the better.

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