“Why are you always so careless and impulsive?” The black-clad figure’s voice came from above her head.

Jiu’er’s expression darkened, and she muttered, “Then why are you always so sneaky and secretive?”

Lu Feifan was stunned for a moment, and finally accepted her words.

“I came… to find something.”

“Find what?” Seeing him turn around and walk further inside, Jiu’er followed him.

Lu Feifan walked ahead, turning his flashlight back on, searching his way forward.

Jiu’er couldn’t stand the silence, and before long, she asked again, “What exactly are you trying to find?”

“I don’t know either.”

“You won’t tell me the truth?”

“I really don’t know.” Lu Feifan suddenly turned back and looked at her. “Do you think that my father and I are working together?”

“I know you’re not.” Because, he was Mu Mu.

How could Mu Mu ever harm Ninth Imperial Uncle?

Although they had both lost their memories from that lifetime, Jiu’er firmly believed that he would never harm Lu Beicheng.

“I’m just simply curious about what you’re trying to find.”

Jiu’er followed closely behind him, step by step; this question truly was just out of curiosity.

“Because, I’m also looking for something.”

These words made Lu Feifan, who was walking ahead, come to a stop.

“You’re also… looking for something?” Of course, it couldn’t possibly be for something valuable.

Young Uncle was richer than an entire nation; following Young Uncle around, what valuable thing could she possibly lack? There was no need for her to go looking for it herself.

So then, what exactly was she looking for?

“Actually, I don’t know what I’m looking for either.” These words were not said to brush him off.

Before Lu Feifan could speak, Jiu’er added, “Perhaps, it’s the same thing you’re looking for.”

Lu Feifan stopped again.

He looked at Jiu’er, though the beam of his flashlight shone elsewhere.

It was just that, in a hazy patch of darkness, he was looking at her.

It was a very strange feeling, but he knew that Zhen Jiu’er was not joking with him, nor was she teasing him for fun.

Was there a possibility that the thing they were both looking for was really the same thing?

After a long while, Lu Feifan turned around again and continued walking forward.

“The thing I want to find might be… something… that can awaken my memories.”

He knew that anyone who heard his own words would find them utterly baffling.

Something that could awaken memories—that was simply absurd.

But unexpectedly, Jiu’er, walking behind him, surprised him once again.

“I’m also looking for something that can awaken memories.”

“What did you say?” Lu Feifan stopped for who knew what number of times, turning back to look at Zhen Jiu’er’s face.

Jiu’er let out a breath before saying, “Just like how you lost your memory ten years ago…”

“You also lost your memory ten years ago?” There couldn’t possibly be such a bizarre coincidence in this world!

“It’s not me.”

“You mean… Young Uncle?” Ten years ago, Young Uncle had also encountered an accident, on the very same day as him!

“Not only Ninth Master.”

“…” Lu Feifan felt that this world was too crazy.

So crazy that he was starting to feel unable to accept it.

“Don’t tell me that ten years ago, there was someone else besides us who also had an accident and forgot everything from before.”

“It was Qiaoqiao.” Although the matter was so bizarre that it was hard to accept, it was the truth.

This time, Jiu’er walked ahead of him.

“And all of you are people I knew in my past life.”

“Zhen Jiu’er!” Don’t say such strange and outlandish things in a place like this, in an environment like this!

He… he would really end up believing her!

What should he do?