"Where did the photo come from?"

Since it was night, Xu Shi took care of the old man's eyes. The lights in the house were not too bright, but showed an unexpected sense of age.

Shi Rui helped Elder Lin to a chair beside him, and after he sat down, he made a gesture to walk outside the door.

As soon as he turned around, he was stopped by the old man, "Let's all go together, there is nothing to avoid."

As he spoke, he pointed to the two chairs opposite, looked at the two obediently seated on them, and showed his first satisfied smile of the night.

"I'm ashamed to say that I bought these photos from others." Elder Lin pushed the three photos on the table to the two of them, and said.

"Peking was very chaotic at that time, and it took me a long time to find this photo."

Yu Zhi felt that she had completely lost the ability to think about what the old man said, and could only stare blankly at the photo pushed in front of her.

She seems to be able to vaguely remember what she was doing in each shot.

But at this moment, he dare not pick it up and take a closer look at it.

Under the table, Shi Rui grasped the girl's already cold hands, silently giving her strength.

"The past is over, don't worry about it too much...Miss Yu Zhi."

Yu Zhi raised her head abruptly, and couldn't even control her emotions at all.

But the old man didn't seem to notice it, as if he wanted to explain everything at once.

"I recognized you the first time I saw you, not to mention only a few decades, even if it's been a hundred years, I can still recognize you."

"I don't know if you still remember, the little boy on the street in winter?"

The memories from a long time ago have long been kneaded into a ball, and they can't be unraveled, but for some reason, almost the moment the other party's voice fell, Yu Zhi immediately remembered the scene at that time.

What followed was a great shock...

It is said that being completely forgotten by the world is the real death.

But in the past hundred years, there is one person in this vast world who can always commemorate her, how rare is this?

The pores all over her body stood up, and she couldn't even complete a sentence.

Ever since she came to this era, she has always had a sense of unreality, as if everything is just a dream, which will never come true.

And it is precisely because of this feeling that she has subconsciously never stopped looking for her connection with this world, or the fact that there was a real person named Yu Zhi in this world.

At this time, the proof of all this was in front of his eyes.

Words are far more intuitive and shocking than real facts.

At that moment, she couldn't tell what emotion she was in now.

Is it joy, surprise, or the kind of rejoicing after the catastrophe?

In the end, the little girl could only stare blankly, slowly uttering a sentence to the person in front of her: "Thank you."

Mr. Lin waved his hands openly, and said with that familiar smile: "I was shocked at first, and it took me a long time to accept the truth."

Realizing that the girl beside him had lost the ability to answer, Shi Rui took the words: "Yes, everything is unreal."

The old man stopped talking, just looked at him so quietly, with a clear calm in his eyes.

After a while, Yu Zhi gradually slowed down and asked, "The Yu family after that..."

He was interrupted before he finished speaking, "It's been so long, does it still matter?"

Does it still matter?

Yu Zhi lowered her head and thought for a few seconds, and then for some reason, she seemed to be relieved suddenly.

Yes, nearly a hundred years have passed, and the Yu family courtyard may have long been buried by dust.

"It doesn't matter."