"You're lying."
Upon hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Auntie Zhang could not help but look at her deeply in the eye. "There is no way the production team could have known about her past!"
Even the paparazzi could not have known about the events that happened twenty years ago.
"I dreamt of her before."
At this point, Ning Huanxin could only tell the truth.
"Auntie Zhang, whether you believe it or not, I really dreamt of her before. In the dream, she said she was in pain and felt terrible. She and her child feel miserable. I only want to help her. If you tell me what happened, then maybe I will be able to help her!"
"Really?"
Auntie Zhang was doubtful of what Ning Huanxin had said. "It's been so many years. I… I have forgotten most of what happened."
Auntie Zhang didn't want to tell Ning Huanxin anything. She could not tell her anything.
It was a taboo in the Zhang Clan Town.
Seeing Auntie Zhang still not ready to speak about it, Ning Huanxin could only sigh. "It's alright. If you happen to recall anything, please don't hesitate to look for me."
Ning Huanxin stood up, turned towards the direction of the town, and went off.
After Ning Huanxin had gone far, Auntie Zhang turned back and continued burning the paper money again.
"Cousin, it's been so long, can't you let things go? If you can't let it go, you can come to me in my dreams! Why did you have to look for Miss Ning instead?"
Auntie Zhang muttered to herself, her voice getting softer and softer.
In town, at the courtyard.
Ning Huanxin jogged all the way back and saw that the production team had started to get busy. The filming schedule was running tight. Today they had an outdoor shoot scheduled for the whole day.
"Where have you been?"
At that moment, Jiang Lixing walked over, suddenly appearing by Ning Huanxin's side. He asked her with concern, "Is your flu any better?"
"Yes, it's much better."
When Jiang Lixing came over, Ning Huanxin caught a whiff of that familiar light fragrance again, she was unable to describe it.
"This fragrance… I felt like I smelled it in my dreams last night."
When that thought came to mind, Ning Huanxin could not help but steal a few more glances at Jiang Lixing. At that moment, Jiang Lixing's cell phone rang, and he went aside to answer the call.
In this time, cell phones were not smart gadgets. They were large in size and clumsy and did not look very nice at all.
Nevertheless, Jiang Lixing's cell phone was considered one of the most high-end models.
A few minutes later, Jiang Lixing ended the call.
"Jiang Lixing, can I borrow your cell phone for a while?"
Ning Huanxin suddenly walked over to him and asked in a low voice.
"Sure, but the signal here isn't very strong. You'll have to find a spot with better reception."
Idol Jiang was indeed easy-going and lent his cell phone to Ning Huanxin without hesitation.
With the cell phone in hand, Ning Huanxin walked around the courtyard a few times and finally found a spot with a decent signal. She immediately dialed a number she knew by heart.
"Doo… doo… doo…"
The line was not connecting.
Ning Huanxin frowned, then dialed another number.
"Doo… doo… doo…"
She still couldn't get through. Ning Huanxin hung up. But she was not about the give up and dialed the third number.
She still could not get through.
Ning Huanxin fell into a daze and began to stare blankly at the cell phone.
The numbers she had just dialed belonged to her parents, as well as the landline telephone at her house. These numbers have never changed in the past ten years.
But now, all three numbers were unavailable.
At this moment, Ning Huanxin started to grow a little anxious.
She was unable to contact her family. Does it mean in this world of the past, she could only interact with people from the production team and Zhang Clan Town?
It seemed she won't be able to contact anyone who is not related to or irrelevant to the mission… She may not even be able to leave the borders of Zhang Clan Town!