"Hello, Grandpa Zhang." Qiann Yan greeted him according to the mory, "I’m Qiann Yan, here to visit my grandparents."
Grandpa Zhang smiled kindly, "I knew I wasn’t mistaken; it’s been a long ti since you’ve been here. Old Man Shang was just bragging to not long ago, saying his granddaughter did well in her entrance exams and got into a good high school in the city."
"Alright, hurry on in; I haven’t seen them go out today, so they should be ho." Grandpa Zhang didn’t converse much with Qiann Yan.
Qiann Yan thanked him and walked into the community.
In her mind, she was comparing the mory of the original owner with the Grandpa Zhang she had just encountered, and the differences were still significant.
This Grandpa Zhang she interacted with was more vivid. She noticed that the Grandpa Zhang in her mory was gradually becoming thinner, even sowhat blurred.
She guessed that the original owner’s mories might not be real.
It’s possible that the mories were altered by soone.
She also thought about how the original owner was in her forties when she died, yet the spirit appearing before her was still a little girl, which explained a lot.
Then the question arose, why would soone want to alter the original owner’s mories?
Making her feel like the whole world abandoned her, that everyone around her was filled with malice—what benefit could the person behind it gain?
Was that person Shang Ruqi?
Or was it soone else?
Qiann Yan rembered inadvertently obtaining the Inheritance Pearl and couldn’t imdiately figure out the connection.
Lost in thought, she was already at Shang’s house entrance.
She rang the doorbell, and a familiar voice ca from inside; it was her grandfather, Shang Shilong.
The door opened, and when Shang Shilong saw her, he bead, "Oh, it’s Yanyan, co in quickly." Then he extended his head inside the house and shouted, "Wife, don’t go out to play; Yanyan is here, let’s quickly go buy so groceries."
Shang Shilong hurriedly took out a pair of pink slippers from the shoe cabinet, still in a dust bag.
He removed the dust bag, and Qiann Yan observed the slippers; they seed to have been cleaned. The original owner probably hadn’t co by for a while, but from these details, it was evident that Shang Shilong valued his granddaughter very much.
Qiann Yan didn’t particularly like pink, but she didn’t mind wearing them; to her, they were just shoes she wore on her feet.
After changing her shoes, she followed them inside and saw her grandmother, Luu Yueefang, coming out of the room.
Luu Yueefang appeared sowhat plump, "Yanyan, you finally ca. What would you like to eat? Grandma will go buy it."
"I like everything Grandma cooks."
This made Luu Yueefang laugh, "You little girl, you’ve beco much more composed, but still just as sweet-talking."
Luu Yueefang turned on the TV, and Shang Shilong ca out holding a box, "Yanyan, I bought you a ga. You can play here; your grandma and I will go buy groceries."
Qiann Yan sat on the sofa, a ga controller placed in her hands.
Shang Shilong and Luu Yueefang took a small cart and changed their shoes to go out.
The two of them stepped out, then suddenly poked their heads back inside to ask what fruits and snacks she wanted.
Faced with their enthusiasm, Qiann Yan felt that answering "whatever" might be dismissive, so she carefully thought about it and nad a fruit and a snack. Sure enough, they grinned from ear to ear and happily went downstairs.
The old neighborhood didn’t have great soundproofing, and Qiann Yan had good hearing, so she virtually heard them talking all the way down the stairs.
As she suspected, these two were also different from the ones in the original owner’s mory.
If it was just one or two instances, it could be a coincidence; now that everyone she’s confird is different, it can’t be a coincidence.
"How could it be this way?" The original owner was on the verge of collapse; since Qiann Yan t with Shang Ruoya, everything in this world had overturned her mories.
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